Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

As if to cover up her embarrassment, Qingshan Qihai deliberately increased her tone.

"I remember that you don't seem to be short of money."

"It has nothing to do with that. I don't have a stable financial income yet, so of course I can't spend money randomly~!"

Qingshan Qihai had a natural expression, and she didn't think it was a sign of stinginess at all.

Xu Ming shrugged. In fact, he himself was similar.

The eldest brother doesn't laugh at the second brother, since there are as many pockmarks on his face anyway.

"Forget it, you have your own ideas. But since it's such a coincidence that we've become neighbors, I'll help you again, let's go!"

Xu Ming waved his hand.

"Where?"

Qingshan Qihai was a little confused.

"Of course I'm going to your house!"

Xu Ming said angrily.

"I'm very sorry to trouble you!"

Qingshan Qihai immediately bowed deeply to Xu Ming very politely.

"Wait, you live across the street?"

Xu Ming said suddenly.

"Yeah, I moved here yesterday morning... is there any problem?"

"No, no. Anyway, let's go to your house to see the painting first."

Xu Ming's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help remembering the figure in the red dress he met that night a few days ago. "I couldn't sleep last night, that painting, that painting..."

There was a flash of fear in Qingshan Qihai's eyes, and he hesitated for a while before continuing.

"It's so...it's dripping blood! I wiped it with a rag and there's nothing!

And, and... I seem to see a man with a face covered in blood coming out of the painting! "

As Qingshan Qihai spoke, her hands were tightly clasped together, and her body trembled slightly.

Xu Ming patted her on the shoulder and comforted her:

"Leave this matter to me to handle."

"Well, please!"

After a while, Qingshan Qihai slowed down, she took Xu Ming and pushed open the door opposite, Xu Ming followed her into the room.

I saw that there were many cardboard boxes in the living room that hadn't been cleaned up yet, and the whole living room looked messy.

Aoyama Nanami blushed slightly, and smiled awkwardly.

"I'm really sorry, we just moved here yesterday, and some things haven't been packed yet..."

Xu Ming waved his hand.

"It's okay. By the way, what about that painting?"

Mentioning that painting, Aoyama Qihai suddenly showed a very strange expression on his face.

"That painting, that painting was taken back to her room by Zhenbai..."

"Clam!?"

Xu Ming looked at her in astonishment.

"I was going to throw away that painting, but Zhenbai said that the painting was very interesting and she liked it very much, so I took it back to her room directly."

"..."

Xu Ming pinched the bridge of his nose. If Shiina Mashiro had something wrong with her brain, it was something wrong with herself.

"Anyway, let's go to her room first."

So the two walked through the living room and came to a room with a closed door.

At this time, Qingshan Qihai seemed to suddenly think of something, and said to Xu Ming with a somewhat unnatural expression:

"Well, can you trouble Xu Ming to go to the living room to rest for a while, to be honest with her, she may not be up yet..."

Looking at Qingshan Qihai with slightly flushed cheeks and wandering eyes, Xu Ming nodded without pointing her out.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the living room, when you're ready, call me."

"I'm so sorry!"

Qingshan Qihai hurriedly bowed and apologized.

When Xu Ming returned to the living room, Qingshan Qihai patted her towering chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she knocked on the door of the room.

dong dong!

Sure enough, the room was the same as every morning, and there was no response.

Qingshan Qihai said something to the door with a normal expression.

"Shiro, I'll come in~!"

Then she pushed the door open and walked in.

Xu Ming was sitting in the living room, using 'Spiritual Vision' to observe the living room of their home.

There is a large piece of whiter wall on the wall facing the gate, which is the imprint left by the hanging painting, and there is indeed a lot of black resentment left on it.

"Ah! Zhenbai, why are you sleeping under the table again? Come out quickly!"

"Get dressed quickly! There are guests coming!"

At this time, the voice of Qingshan Qihai came from the bedroom.

Xu Ming glanced in the direction of the bedroom, showing a gentlemanly reserved smile.

After a while of panic, Qingshan Qihai waved to Xu Ming at the door of the bedroom.

"Student Xu Ming, you can come here."

Xu Ming nodded, stood up from the sofa, and went to the back bedroom.

Seeing this room for the first time, Xu Ming was immediately taken aback.

In addition to being messy, it was still messy. The floor of the entire [-]-square-meter room was filled with all kinds of sundries, clothes, and discarded drawings, and there was almost no place to step down.

The bedroom was no different from a dump.

Qingshan Qihai noticed Xu Ming's strange expression, and quickly explained:

"Because, because we just moved here yesterday, Mashiro's salute hasn't been sorted out yet, so it's a little messy..."

Who knew Mashiro Shiina suddenly tilted her head and said something with a dazed expression.

"Is that right?"

Aoyama Nanami never expected Shiina Mashiro to tear her down and backstab her.

Her cheeks were instantly flushed, and she was speechless.

Xu Ming had a panoramic view of this scene and almost laughed out loud.He has experienced the power of natural black again.

After some laughter, Xu Ming officially got to the point.

"Miss Qihai, where is that painting?"

Aoyama Nanami hurriedly looked at Shiina Mashiro with an extremely nervous expression.

"Zhenbai, what about the painting you brought back to your room yesterday?"

Shiina Mashiro put his finger on his chin, thought for a while, and then pointed to the bedroom wall.

Xu Ming looked in the direction of her finger, and a strange and eerie oil painting appeared in his sight.

The girl in the painting had an indifferent expression and no emotion at all. He didn't know whether it was the artist's skill that was too superb or the portrait was too realistic. Xu Ming actually had an illusion that the other party was looking down on them coldly.

The most important thing is that Shiina Mashiro actually hung this painting directly opposite the bed! ?

As long as she was lying on the bed and sleeping, the girl in the painting would keep staring at her.

I don't know if this girl is too natural, or if she has a really big heart.

Anyway, Xu Ming himself couldn't stand being stared at while sleeping, even if the gaze came from a very realistic portrait.

That feeling is too penetrating.

Xu Ming turned on the 'spiritual vision' ability and looked, and immediately saw the black mist surging like life on the portrait. So much negative energy was almost turning into substance.

He immediately took out his phone from his pocket and pressed the shutter.

Click!

With a soft sound, the dazzling light immediately occupied the entire bedroom.

Immediately, there was a shrill scream from the portrait, and the sound made people's skin crawl.

Soon the light dissipated, and the painting actually ignited spontaneously, and the flames that came out were still weird green.

Swish!

In just a few seconds, the portrait was burned, and black ash fell from the wall.

Qingshan Qihai stared blankly at the bare wall, and murmured:

"That's it?"

Xu Ming smiled angrily.

"Of course, what else do you want? Blow up the whole house?"

Qingshan Qihai laughed embarrassedly.

However, at this moment, Shiina Mashiro, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said softly:

"not yet……"