in the name of evil

Chapter 20 A Cat and a Dog
It was about six or seven o'clock, the streets in early winter had just started to be lively, but the breakfast shops on the street had already opened for business.

Jiang Li hesitated between instant noodles and breakfast shops, but chose the latter.

A pancake fruit, a deep-fried dough stick, and a bowl of soy milk cost more than ten yuan and it's gone.

When handing out the banknotes, Jiang Li only felt pain in his flesh, but he was relieved thinking that he would soon be able to live a life of spending money like dirt.

After seeing the strangeness of the oil painting, Jiang Li no longer doubted the authenticity of the cleaner's house.

The only question now is whether the trial mission will give points.

If you can really get the money, you don't need to break such a dollar into two petals.

And Jiang Li also felt that the job of the cleaner fit him quite well. Up to now, Jiang Li is still immersed in the deep sense of satisfaction after solving the oil painting puzzle.

It's not bad to be able to catch ghosts instead of catching criminals, Jiang Li thought happily.

After taking the soy milk, Jiang Li took a sip, it was a little hot.

But the whole person also warmed up.

After staying tense all night, Jiang Li finally relaxed.

"It's over." Jiang Li's complexion changed.

After relaxing, the sick soul that had been suppressed before had the faint intention of awakening.

His face was flushed, he was panting heavily, and his eyes were a little wandering.

After packing the breakfast, I hurriedly left the breakfast shop and wanted to go home.

If you want to fall ill and go home to commit crimes, you can't die in society!
——This is the only rationality left in Jiang Li's head.

When the diners around saw Jiang Li taking a sip of soy milk and showing such an expression, they immediately put down the soy milk that was about to be handed to his mouth.

"Lao Yang, you have soy milk today."

"Have you added anything to your soy milk?"

"Why did the young man just take a sip?"

"There won't be anything weird in there, will there?"

Faced with the questioning eyes of the diners, the boss was a little at a loss, and was about to explain, when he heard an office worker in a suit and tie tremblingly raise his hand.

"Boss, bring me a portion of the soy milk just now."

When other people in the shop heard this, they turned their attention to the office worker.

The office worker became the focus of the audience in an instant, and he was obviously not good at dealing with such a situation. He lowered his head timidly, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "I'll buy it back for my wife."

The diners immediately showed meaningful smiles.

The atmosphere in the store suddenly became lively.

The boss also laughed, today's soy milk is selling very well.
As for Jiang Li, he hurried upstairs to go home, threw his breakfast on the coffee table, threw himself on the bed, and then remained motionless like a corpse.

After an unknown amount of time, his body trembled.

"Hey hey hey hey hey."

His body began to heave as he laughed nervously.

He held back all night and finally broke out
"Hee hee hee, you fucking stupid mirror image, buddy fuck you to death!"

He jumped up from the bed, punched the air, and with a contented smile, wantonly abused his imaginary enemy.

"Woo! That's it, sparrow food is not good, I always said that sparrow food can't be spicy, are you Erlong, huh? That's it, that's it? Sparrow food is defeated"

Ten minutes later, Jiang Li'an sat quietly on the sofa, enjoying his breakfast.

As if never sick.

Throwing away the lunch box, Jiang Li was satisfied. He closed his eyes, not intending to sleep, but intending to communicate with Xiaocao, wanting to learn more about it.

He always felt that this thing was growing, maybe it had existed in his mind as early as in the mental hospital, but he just didn't find it.

And on the night of dealing with the inverted female ghost, it grew up.

This was perceived by Jiang Li, and it will continue to change in the future.

Before that night, Jiang Li only felt that absorbing the negative energy of ghosts would make his thinking clearer and his insight stronger.

But after that, Xiaocao appeared, and she could actually perceive other people's emotions.

Not only that, Xiaocao can even absorb all the power of the talisman and the oil painting, which made Jiang Li realize that Xiaocao might be more mysterious than he expected.

Jiang Li tentatively struck up a conversation with Xiaocao. Although he had already used this trick when he first discovered the other party and did not receive any response, he still wanted to try it.

Because when Xiaocao devoured the power of oil painting, he clearly felt Xiaocao's desire.

Although it sounds ridiculous to say so, Jiang Li felt that it had its own consciousness.

Under Jiang Li's persistent harassment, Xiaocao finally shook impatiently.

For some reason, Jiang Li was able to understand what Xiaocao meant——

roll!
After that, no matter how much Jiang Li harassed it, it didn't respond in the slightest.

"What a temper." Jiang Li snorted unhappily.

However, compared with Xiaocao, Oil Painting's attitude towards Jiang Li can be said to be very submissive.

Jiang Li carefully observed the oil painting that was honestly staying under the grass, and found that the content in the painting had changed without knowing when.

The steed has disappeared, replaced by countless faces, densely crowded on the screen.

Just like the N-th power of "Scream", it is packed full into the same screen, successfully causing Jiang Li's physical discomfort.

He tried to communicate with the oil painting again, and quickly got a response from the other party. It was like an obedient puppy, it would wag its tail after a little teasing, which made Jiang Li feel its satisfaction.

However, oil painting and grass do not seem to be at the same level. What it conveys to Jiang Li is pure emotion, but it cannot make Jiang Li clearly understand its intention, let alone let Jiang Li get rid of such a high-level person. instruction.

"It's so cute." Jiang Li smiled until his eyes narrowed.

Not knowing whether it was an illusion or what, Jiang Li actually heard a sneer.

Jiang Li looked at Xiaocao subconsciously, and found that Xiaocao was still motionless, proudly raising its immature leaves.

Seemingly a little arrogant, Jiang Li said something silently in his heart.

With a thought, the oil painting understood Jiang Li's meaning, and something broke away from the oil painting and appeared in front of Jiang Li.

He opened his eyes and carefully looked at the timid girl in front of him.

The girl's lips were red and her teeth were white, her face was still a little childish, and she was only wearing a robe casually, with some damage on the edges.

Although the gaze towards Jiang Li was a little evasive and fearful, occasionally there would be a look of reverence, which happened to be captured by Jiang Li.

The person who easily subdued the oil painting and helped her get rid of the mirror ghost had an extremely high status in her heart.

After all, in her eyes, oil paintings are like gods and demons, and even the nightmare-like mirror ghost is just a younger brother in front of the oil paintings, who has to count the money for the other party after being killed.

This also sets off Jiang Li's strength, although the person involved said that I was just a passing worker.

Looking at the girl with vicissitudes beyond her age deep in her eyes, Jiang Li felt a bit distressed for no reason.

, should have entered university at the age of squandering youth, but was forced to intrigue with an old ghost who had been dead for an unknown number of years in an oil painting. If he hadn't met himself, he would have continued for many years.

"Song Xian." Jiang Li stared at the girl, hesitant to speak.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and then she showed a sweet smile: "I'm here."

Jiang Li looked complicated:

"It's daytime, aren't you afraid of light?"

(End of this chapter)