Vol 2 Chapter 82: What is it called ...

The run-down boat did not fall apart halfway, and under the push of the recovered Tang En's blood, he reached the shore smoothly.
Jack saw that Tang En was so embarrassed that naturally he wouldn't say anything more, so he left the scene with words like the later period and hurriedly left.
After I bid farewell to Jack, Tang En trembled tremblingly. The winter night breeze was not a joke. It was not so different from the knife when it blew on the wet body.
Fortunately, although Tang En seemed to be embarrassed, he was not hurt in any way. The most serious thing on his body was the more than ten penetrating sword qi. However, after Jianqi invaded his body, he was neutralized with blood, and the rest was just skin trauma.
Tang En didn't take a taxi, but chose to walk to his home. His brain is a little messy now ...
The ghostly face turned out to be Bess, his dead house neighbor ... Donn now remembered the scary flesh paintings he saw when he first saw Bess. And the phrase that Beth said at the time "I can't draw because I have never seen them", wouldn't he often see these words when he said that? I didn't expect it ...
I also came out of Oston Castle and was inexplicably taught by the ghost face once, saying that I had done some things too much ... think about kissing and pinching Becky before, this is for my sister ...
Tang En touched his nose, thinking that he actually lived under the eyelids of Lai Yancheng's first assassin, and he could not help but burst into a chill.
Twenty-five hours later, Tang En came to his attic.
I stood still for a while, Tang En still walked to Beth's house first, pushed the door, and squeaked ...
The gate was not locked, it was opened with a push, and there was no light in the room, and it was completely dark.
I can only see that the structure of the house is similar to that of Tang En's attic, hall, stairs, guest rooms. The difference is that there are many easels in this hall.
Taking a few steps forward, Tang En felt awkwardly that something was touching his toes.
Suddenly startled, Rotary retreated.
"You are coming ..." An extremely faint voice came, and then an oil lamp lit.
眯 Tang En narrowed his eyes, and saw Beth lying on the stairs with a pale face, beside him was a pool of blood.
On the ground floor of the hall, there was a figure in black, a black scarf, and a dagger in his hands. Obviously this was an assassin, but he had been dead for a while.
"It really is you, ghost face!" Tang En turned out his dagger and sank. In the face of this prestigious assassin, anyone will be nervous. Although he is not far from death, Tang En believes that if he violently kills, there are not many people who can hide in Laiyan City.
"Oh, don't be nervous, just call me bass. Or ... well, how to say it, otaku playing art ..." Beth chuckled.
额 "Uh ..." Tang En touched his nose awkwardly, an otaku who played art. This is what he and Lena often said when joking with their neighbors, "Do you know I will come?"
嗯 "Well, you seem to be interested in me recently ..." Bess replied casually, then pointed to him and said, "Let me see how this picture looks?"
Alas ... Tang En moved his gaze inexplicably. About two feet long on the drawing board was a piece of drawing paper, which depicts a large group of people walking on the street. There are angry screams, sorrowful eyes, and roaring arms ... everyone's image and expression are lifelike. Standing in front of the painting, you can hear their cry.
I walked in the center of the crowd and there were two women in the center of the drawing board. Oh, that's Josiah and Lena. Beth's painter is really good. The others don't know, but the two people's appearance, clothing, and expression are in perfect agreement with his impression.
Of course, the most precious thing about this painting is not the authenticity of the painter, but something that can be transmitted through the paper through the painter, um, spirit.
"Very good! Great!" Tang En said sincerely.
"Haha, that's good!" Beth seemed content.
Tang En licked his lips and couldn't help but ask, "Is that the person whom Allen gave me the letter?"
"Yes!"
"Why?"
"Ahem ..." Beth shakes violently, then wipes away the blood on his mouth, "I have watched you, your camouflage is the best I have ever seen and can help me Get the ledger ... keke, don't talk about that, I don't have much time. I'm waiting for you to ask for help. "
"Help?" Tang En said in surprise.
"Hmm." Beth took out a colorful dagger and said, "I want you to do it very simple, just use it to send me the last trip."
"What?" Tang En was shocked. He had envisioned various answers, but never thought that Beth had asked him to kill him.
It seemed that Tang En was surprised, and Beth pointed to the assassin on the ground and explained, "I must die from the assassination, and let these assassins act, and it really defiles me. Doing so may reveal vulnerabilities, and only you are still familiar when you think about it It's best for you to do it. "
Nima, you are looking for acquaintances ... Tang En slandered and spread his hand: "I am not a homicide, you are not my mission target, and I have no resentment against you, I cannot help you in this matter. . "
"Ahem ..." Beth spit a little blood and frowned. "You don't want to worry? Don't let it dry for you. I left you something on the desk on the second floor, even your last Get me the account book and the reward for killing me this time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Uh ... this is not a matter of reward. "
"Would you like to come alone ..." Bess murmured, then looked up, "If you have time, help me take a look at Becky ... well, Bevin ..."
"Eh, what do you want to do?" Tang En warned.
"Haha ..." Beth laughed a long time, his face suddenly flushed like a flash of light, "Dead!"
His body shape flashed, and a bit of a frightening Jin Mang pierced into Tang En's heart.
Nyima ... Tang En shook his wrist subconsciously, and the red line pulled out instantly.
Ding……
not good! Tang En felt only a tremor on his wrist, and the right hand holding the dagger was involuntarily struck open, and then something in his left hand seemed to be stuffed in and pierced ...
Huh!
Bass looked up, grinned, closed his eyes contentedly, and fell backwards.
Tang Enxia's blossoming daggers embraced bass.
Bass was in a state of exhaustion of oil before, and forced to force a moment ago. Now, a dagger is inserted in the heart, naturally it can't survive.
He seemed to be relieved. There was no pain in his face, but a serene color.
Tang En looked complex for a moment, shook his head and made a swearing voice: "Fack, what is this ..."
Haw picked up Bass and placed it on a chair on the side. He was silent for a while, and Tang En began to clear his own traces, ready to exit the attic.
But he stopped short and walked upstairs.
Obez was apparently cleaned before, and there was little left in his bedroom, a simple bed, and a wooden table.
On the table was a yellowed book, with a shimmering oil lamp next to it.
Tang En stepped forward to open the book ...