"Not a ghost?!"
Hearing what Zheng Ruijun said, Shen Xing's expression was startled.
"If it's not a ghost, what is left of this dry face?"
"I don't know." Zheng Ruijun also answered very simply.
While answering, he stood up, took his gaze from Song Xiaoyu who was curled up on the ground, and cast his gaze at Shen Xing: "I have experienced more abnormalities than you. From now on, some special cases may indeed be caused by ghosts that we said to understand. , But some cases, um, I don’t know exactly what I was in contact with, just like this case now."
On the other hand, Zheng Ruijun would not say this to an ordinary person. He was able to say this to Shen Xing, completely based on the fact that Shen Xing had encountered an abnormality more than once.
According to the speculation of the investigators of these special cases, Shen Xing should be similar to himself, and belong to a category of people with strong mental power, and possess a certain "abnormal attraction."
Otherwise, in the encounter just now, this guy couldn't have supported it for so long, maybe he was lying on the ground with Song Xiaoyu at this moment and fell into a coma.
"Isn't this ghost possession?" Shen Xing was even more puzzled, "This ghost hides quietly by disguising the face of the possessed person, and can directly control the person at a critical moment. Moreover, it is through some kind of which we don't know for the time being. The way of passing the possessed clone to me and you."
Zheng Ruijun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Shen Xing a few more times: "You kid is okay, I just said a few words, you guessed so many things!"
When the words were over, Zheng Ruijun habitually reached out and patted Shen Xing's shoulder, but his black gloves had just touched the festering maggots on the back of Song Xiaoyu's head, so he paused in the air and took it back.
"But speculation is speculation, since you say it is a ghost, do you see it as it is?" Zheng Ruijun asked.
While asking, he twisted the skin that had fallen off Shen Xing’s head on the ground, and asked, “What kind of ghost have you ever seen is a dry scalp? And it’s real? You and I can touch it, and it can produce chemical changes. For example, drying out due to loss of moisture."
Shen Xing almost blurted out, and finally managed to endure it, muttering in his heart: "The shadow of this thing is in my mind now, how can you explain it?"
After thinking about it, he really couldn't explain Zheng Ruijun's question.
Of course, if you tell the fact that you have locked your "skin" now, Zheng Ruijun's inference just now may be overturned.
But at this moment, for Shen Xing, who had mastered two-handed information, he was even more confused.
If it's not a ghost, how can I lock it in speculatively and then incorporate it into the woodcarving
But if it is a ghost, the dry skin produced by this thing will indeed produce a chemical reaction, it will lose water and become withered, as if it was something that conformed to the natural laws of this world.
After thinking about it for a while, Shen Xing couldn't find the answer.
Zheng Ruijun didn’t know what he was thinking, and continued: “The ghosts I encountered have a human form, are elusive, illusory and uncertain. They are not like this. They cannot be defined by our understanding. It’s not like this, I’m directly holding it in my hand at this moment."
He raised the dry face twirling in his hands and almost slapped Shen Xing's face.
This explanation made Shen Xing's mind involuntarily appearing like a "blood pupil".
The blood pupil is also substantive. It is not illusory, nor is it vague. It can be grasped by itself, and it can also crawl through the eye nerves.
Isn't the blood pupil a ghost
But this thing comes from the organ in Lin Feifei's mother, Lin Wanru's eyes!
If there is no resentment concentrated in the blood pupil, how could Lin Wanru become a zombie
In Shen Xing's previous impression, the blood pupil was actually Lin Wanru, which was just another form of her transformation into a ghost.
As for the fake Hongbin, this guy must be what Zheng Ruijun called a "ghost", because he has a human form and his whereabouts are uncertain, which fits the characteristics of a ghost.
Otherwise it is impossible that there are really two human beings exactly the same in this world.
According to Zheng Ruijun's statement, after a little speculation, Shen Xing found that the world had become even more confusing. No matter what it was, he seemed to be covered with a layer of mystery at this moment.
At this moment, Zheng Ruijun looked at the ground around him, and said in surprise: "Song Xiaoyu should also have a face on the back of his head, did you see it just now?"
Shen Xing immediately shook his head into a rattle, with a timely expression of surprise on his face.
Zheng Ruijun said immediately: "You leave here first, Li Naijing and Zhao Wenbo will be here soon. If the face that belongs to Song Xiaoyu is still here, the room is still very dangerous at this moment!"
Unable to leave now, Shen Xing nodded quickly, opened the living room door and ran out without saying a word.
Zheng Ruijun immediately closed the living room door from inside.
Shen Xing stood in the corridor outside the house, raised his volume, and asked through the door: "Lao Zheng, then I will leave first. If you have anything to do, call me or go to the Ivy League community to find me."
"it is good."
Zheng Ruijun's voice came from the room.
Shen Xing no longer cared about him, turned around and walked away quickly.
After hearing the sound of footsteps leaving, Zheng Ruijun's expression slowly changed from tension to indifferent. His body shook slightly, his face was filled with a gray breath, and there was a faint crackling around his body.
Immediately he stretched out his left hand with black rubber gloves, touched the back of Song Xiaoyu's head, and inserted his index finger into the festering flesh.
…
At the moment when Shen Xing walked out of the gate of Jujiayuan Community, he saw a black Bao Xing SUV just reaching the gate of the community. The window was open, and the person sitting in the passenger seat was Li Naijing.
The security guard at the door stepped forward and asked.
Li Naijing said, "From the Public Security Department, come and investigate the family living here."
"Which one, please?" the security guard asked.
"No. 8-2, Unit 1, Building 7," Li Naijing replied, "His family Wangcai bit the neighbor three years ago. It doesn't mean that the neighbor bit himself. The neighbor couldn't believe that he bit himself, and he was infected with mold and died. Then the family ran away overnight with Wangcai."
The security guard rolled his eyes when he heard it, and the black Bao Xian car drove straight into the community.
Standing at the other end, Shen Xing was stunned.
After regaining his senses, he had just walked into the street when an ambulance screamed and looked back and found that the ambulance had also driven into Jujiayuan.
Shen Xing stopped staying and took a taxi back to the Ivy League.
This time the plan was successfully completed. The itchy scalp symptoms that plagued him have disappeared, and he has gained such a strange face.
While sitting in the taxi, he carefully examined the dark shadow of the face in his mind. Originally, he thought that this face should be the appearance of Song Xiaoyu, but after careful identification, he found that it was not very similar.
The deeper I look, the more I feel that this face is not that simple, because from the facial features, Shen Xing can feel that these facial features are very strange to him, but after a while, he finds that they seem very familiar.
This is a very weird illusion, somewhere between unfamiliar and familiar. After seeing this strange face, people can't help but take another look.
When I got home, it was noon.
The weather today is not so good and gloomy. Although there is no rain, it makes people feel an indescribable depression.
Shen Xing checked the closed door as usual, went back to the workbench in the bedroom, and turned on the light on the workbench. He couldn't wait to take out the phone and called up the document he had saved.
There are currently three encrypted files saved in the mobile phone, one is [Fake Hongbin], the other is [Blood Pupil], and the last is the newly added [Song Xiaoyu (tentative)].
Open the third document, change the name of [Song Xiaoyu (tentative)] to [Face], and then Shen Xing began to add the latest feature description. (End of this chapter)