At this moment, Shen Xing was holding the phone's right arm and was suddenly grasped by the other palm.
The phone fell to the ground, the side with the flashlight covered the ground, and the room suddenly fell into darkness again.
Shen Xing turned his head, and instinctively felt that the hand holding his arm belonged to He Jun. I don't know when this guy actually got up again.
He immediately turned sideways to He Jun's abdomen and pushed his knees over, but the strength of his arm was so strong that even if He Jun was pinned, he still didn't move.
Shen Xing immediately stretched out his left hand and grabbed He Jun's arm. His five fingers were filled with the strange power after absorbing the characteristics. With a click, the other's arm bone broke.
Taking advantage of the trend, he pushed forward, and He Jun's body fell backward, hitting the ground heavily, and no longer got up.
There was a rustling noise behind him, as if something had crawled out of the closet.
Shen Xing quickly turned around and picked up the mobile phone that had fallen on the floor, and shone it into the closet.
There is nothing in the closet!
With a click, his ankle tightened and was entangled by a mass of cold things, and at the same time there was a burst of breath from the right side, but the breath was obviously bitterly cold.
Shen Xing turned the phone and shone it to the right. His pupils shrank, and it was not the little girl in red with the broken neck that caught his eyes, but a group of dark silhouettes, with long hair flicking, and a slender figure. Skinny woman.
This woman doesn't seem to have a body at all, but a rolling black shadow, like a black energy condensed.
At this time, her five fingers hooked Shen Xing's right ankle, as if to drag him into the closet.
Shen Xing freed his right hand, and the powerful force rose between his five fingers, bent over, and grabbed the black shadow woman.
The five fingers pierced the black energy in an instant, and the black shadow of this woman seemed to have been impacted at this moment, and instantly collapsed, but the black energy dazzled and danced, and may soon condense again.
Shen Xing didn't plan to let the other party gather again, and drew out the black telescopic stick with his backhand, and the black shadow of the woman rolled into the closet like a mist.
In the next second, Shen Xing's telescopic stick flew out of his hand and threw it into the closet. Before it was thrown out, he had already pressed the black button.
A bang came from the closet and returned to the room.
When the flashlight was pointed in that direction, it was found that there were only a large amount of clothing and bedding in the closet. The strange scene just now has disappeared without a trace.
After the telescopic stick hit the wooden board in the closet, it fell on the stacked clothes. Shen Xing walked over and picked up the telescopic stick and inserted it on his waist.
I took a closer look at the closet and found that there was nothing unusual.
Not long after, he picked up the Iron Man wood carving that he had seen before under the quilt, and looked in front of him, confirming that it was the one he had sold to Zhao Wenbo.
After looking back, he saw that He Jun was still lying on the ground, and He Xiaohui, who was a little bitchy, remained the same.
First, I checked He Jun’s injuries. The back of his head was swollen just now because of the knock on the ground, but there was no life-threatening thing. It was just that his arm was pinched and broken when Shen Xing countered him just now. There is no swelling temporarily.
Then Shen Xing went back to the open closet again, put his head into the closet, looked at all four corners inside, and then turned over all the folded bedding, clothes, etc., and the base of the closet did not give up searching. , But no abnormalities were found.
It seems that the dark space inside has completely disappeared, and it has returned to normal at this moment.
"Is it over like this?" Shen Xing straightened up somewhat puzzled.
He didn't know if the thing was a ghost just now, because after close contact with the thing, no text prompts about the abnormality popped up in his mind.
This seems to be completely different from the scene when he encountered Song Xiaoyu who was controlled by his face.
"Are there some fundamental differences between anomalies? Some can be automatically prompted after contact, and some can't?"
Shen Xing was puzzled.
It is now certain that the anomaly encountered just now should belong to a ghost, not a monster.
It's just that now even the text prompt doesn't pop up, making it impossible for him to speculate, that is, he doesn't even have a starting point or support point for speculation.
However, the characteristics of this thing are stronger for ordinary people, and they can control two people one after another without touching them, but for themselves, with the confrontation of mental antibodies, the impact is not too great.
"Weird, what I met this time, maybe even more weird than the ones I encountered before!"
Shen Xing aroused this strange feeling.
Regardless of whether it is a ghost or a monster, he was previously divided into F, E, and D according to the strength of the characteristic from low to high.
At present, the highest blood pupil, Shen Xing designated it as D-level, and now this anomaly, I am afraid that it should be at this level of D-level by its appearance.
But this is only a speculation after his current contact, because the contact is limited, and the specific strength of the characteristic may have new judgments.
"How could it disappear? Where is this...?"
Standing in front of the closet, Shen Xing was lost in thought.
After a while, he suddenly turned his head and cast his eyes on the door of the master bedroom.
There are a total of two wardrobes in the room here, one in the living room and the other in the closed master bedroom.
Now that the closet in this living room is no longer abnormal, I wonder if there is anything unusual about the larger closet in the master bedroom
He walked quickly to the door of the master bedroom and touched the locked door lock again. Shen Xing looked back and found that the key was not found, so he had to repeat the trick.
He pressed the small white towel he was carrying with him on the door lock, stretched out his index and middle fingers like iron hoops, poked in along the seam of the door, directly causing the door lock position to be squeezed and deformed and cracked, and then gently pressed The lock opened the door.
When I walked into the master bedroom, a strong musty smell hit my face, and he almost fainted Shen Xing in one breath.
The musty smell that had been stored in the house for a long time was so strong that it was not at all comparable to the moment he and Li Naijing came in.
It seems that only a few hours have passed, but the air here seems to have accumulated for several years.
Not only that, when Shen Xing opened the door and walked into the master bedroom, the spider silk at the door smeared his face, feeling that the door seemed to have not been opened for a long time.
The encounter at this moment gave Shen Xing the feeling of falling into a dream, as if his experience with Li Naijing was just a dream at first, and he had never entered this master bedroom from beginning to end!
Although the lights are not turned on now, the windows of this master bedroom are larger, and the night light from the outside penetrates in, which is brighter than in the living room, but the room is still darker.
Because the musty smell is too strong and the air is not so good, Shen Xing opened the bedroom door as much as possible to let it ventilate, and he didn't dare to breathe, and then walked into the bedroom.
Not long after, his gaze was fixed on the largest black closet at the innermost wall. (End of this chapter)