Chapter 19： Original Mu Zi 1

Bai Wei in the next room rushed over and slapped the door vigorously, "ZiZi?! ZiZi! What's wrong with you?"

Mu Zi opened the door with a pale face, as if he was still a little frightened, "No...nothing, just a nightmare."

Bai Wei has always petted her like a child. Hearing the words, he took Mu Zi into her arms and patted her on the back, "How come you have a nightmare, must you be scared? Don't be afraid, mother will be with you tonight sleep."

"No, I'm really fine." Mu Zi smiled dryly, "It's just a dream, Mom, go to sleep."

Bai Wei looked at her worriedly, "Really all right?"

"Well, it's really okay."

After persuading Bai Wei to go back, Mu Zi took a deep breath and closed the door again.

She is not a timid person, just now because she was unprepared...

After Mu Zi made a mental preset for herself for a while, she turned off the light in the room——

When the surroundings fell into darkness, different scenery gradually appeared on the walls, full of violence, blood, and images of hell.

She was scared by the painting on the wall just now.

Mu Zi walked to the wall, stretched out his hand and yanked gently.

This should be painted with a special paint, colorless and tasteless, usually invisible, once in a dark environment, it will emit red fluorescence.

The owner of the painting is undoubtedly the original Mu Zi.

Thinking about her today, she was thankful that the other party did not ruin the house. It turned out that it was not ruined, but all on the wall...

Mu Zi watched little by little next to the wall.

The more I look at it, the more I am frightened.

The content in the painting is either twisting the head or breaking the stomach! The whole is a picture of purgatory!

While she was terrified, she gave birth to pity.

——This sixteen-year-old girl is either autistic or severely depressed, otherwise she would not draw these things in her room...

Maybe Mu Zi didn't cut her wrist to save her puppy love, maybe...breaking love was just the last straw on her heart. The heavy psychological load made her choose a path of no return.

These things on the wall need to be cleaned up, and if someone finds it, she can't explain it.

Two young girls frequently appear in the painting. Although the paintings are abstract, they can still be seen as Mu Yun and Mu Ling. Presumably they often bullied Mu Zi, so in Mu Zi's paintings, these two men suffered almost all the abuse they could think of.

Xiao Mu Zi hates this place and everyone here.

"You and I are now the same fate..."

She stroked the painting on the wall and muttered to herself.

Waking up in the middle of the night by a nightmare, and seeing such a magnificent painting on the wall, Mu Zi didn't sleep.

The painting must be removed by some means, otherwise it would be terrifying to see these every night when I open my eyes.

Then I think about it, the little girl is really pitiful, she has lost her life after only 16 years in this world, and I am afraid that only these paintings are left.

She wanted to take pictures of the paintings on the wall, as a memorial to the original owner.

Mu Zi found a tablet computer, called up the shooting function, and took pictures of the pictures on the wall one by one.

Patting... faintly felt something was wrong.

She frowned, her hand stopped.

These paintings...the angles all seem to be the same.

Once again, I took a closer look at the fluorescent painting on the wall, and then turned to look at the bay window——

The curtains are already closed.

She drew back again and pushed open the glass window.

Outside, the moon star is sparse, everything is clear and hazy under the moonlight.

Mu Zi looked at the contrast for a long time, and finally understood.

The paintings on the wall are not random graffiti, but are seen through this window!