"Not a ghost?!"
Hearing what Zheng Ruijun said, Shen Xing was startled.
"If it's not a ghost, what's left of this withered face?"
"I don't know." Zheng Ruijun also answered simply.
While answering, he stood up, withdrew his gaze from Song Xiaoyu who was curled up on the ground, and looked at Shen Xing: "I have experienced more anomalies than you. It seems that some special cases may indeed be caused by the ghosts we understand. , but some cases, well, I don’t know exactly what I’m dealing with, just like this case now.”
Normally, Zheng Ruijun would not say these words to an ordinary person. He was able to say this to Shen Xing entirely because Shen Xing had encountered abnormalities more than once.
According to the speculations of the investigators of these special cases, Shen Xing should be similar to himself, a type of person with strong mental power, and possess a certain "abnormal attraction".
Otherwise, in the encounter just now, this guy would not have been able to sustain it for so long. He might have been lying on the ground with Song Xiaoyu at this moment, falling into a coma.
"Isn't this possessed by a ghost?" 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 critical moments. Moreover, it uses some method that we don't know yet. In this way, the possessed clone was transferred 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 guys can do it. I just said a few words and you have already inferred so many things!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Ruijun reached out to pat Shen Xing on the shoulder out of habit, but his black gloves had just touched the festering flesh on the back of Song Xiaoyu's head, so he paused in the air and took it back again.
"But speculation is speculation. Since you said it was a ghost, have you seen its true appearance?" Zheng Ruijun asked.
While asking, he picked up the skin that had fallen off from Shen Xing's head on the ground and asked: "What kind of ghost have you seen that is a dry scalp? And it is substantial? You and I can touch it, and it can produce chemical changes. Such as drying up due to loss of moisture.”
Shen Xing almost blurted out, but finally managed to hold it back, 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 questions.
Of course, if he now reveals the fact that he has locked up his "face", Zheng Ruijun's inference just now may be overturned.
But at this moment, for Shen Xing, who had two hands of information, he was even more confused.
If it wasn't a ghost, how could I have locked it in a speculative way and incorporated it into the wood carving?
But if it is a ghost, the dry skin produced by this thing will indeed undergo a chemical reaction, lose moisture, and become withered, as if it is something that conforms to the natural laws of this world.
After thinking secretly for a moment, Shen Xing couldn't find the answer.
Zheng Ruijun didn't know what he was thinking, and continued: "The ghosts I encountered had human forms, were elusive and illusory, and were not like this. We cannot use our understanding to define whether they really exist. Instead of being caught directly in my hands like this."
He raised the dry face he was twisting in his hand and almost slapped Shen Xing on the face.
This explanation caused the appearance of "blood pupils" to appear in Shen Xing's mind.
The blood pupil also has substance, it is not illusory, nor is it ethereal. It can be caught by oneself, and it can also crawl through the beating of the eye nerves.
Could it be that Xue Tong is not a ghost?
But this thing came from Lin Feifei’s mother, the organ in Lin Wanru’s eye socket!
If there was no resentment concentrated in the blood pupils, how could Lin Wanru become a walking zombie?
In Shen Xing's previous impression, the blood pupil was actually Lin Wanru. This was just another form after she turned into a fierce ghost.
As for the fake Hong Bin, this guy must be what Zheng Ruijun calls a "ghost" because he has a human form and his whereabouts are erratic, which fits the characteristics of a ghost.
Otherwise it is impossible that there are really two identical human beings in this world.
According to Zheng Ruijun, after Shen Xing speculated a little, he found that the world had become even more confusing. No matter what it was, it seemed to him that it was covered with a layer of mystery at the moment.
At this moment, Zheng Ruijun looked at the ground around him and said with some 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 like a rattle, with a timely expression of surprise on his face.
Zheng Ruijun immediately said: "You leave here first, Li Naijing and Zhao Wenbo will be here soon. If the face that belongs to Song Xiaoyu is still here, this room is still very dangerous at the moment!"
Shen Xing was eager to leave now, so he nodded quickly, opened the living room door and ran out without saying a word.
Zheng Ruijun immediately closed the living room door from the inside.
Shen Xing stood in the corridor outside the house, raised his voice, and asked through the door: "Old Zheng, I'll leave first. If you need anything, call me, or go to Ivy Community to find me."
"good."
Zheng Ruijun's voice came from the room.
Shen Xing ignored him, turned around and left quickly.
After hearing the footsteps leaving, Zheng Ruijun's expression slowly changed from nervous to indifferent. His body trembled slightly, a gray aura appeared on his face, and there was a faint crackling sound around his body.
Then he stretched out his left hand wearing a black rubber glove, touched the back of Song Xiaoyu's head, and inserted his index finger into the ulcerated flesh.
…
When Shen Xing walked out of the gate of Jujiayuan Community, he saw a black Baoxian SUV driving right at the entrance of the community. The window was open, and the person sitting in the passenger seat was Li Naijing.
The security guard at the door came forward to ask.
Li Naijing said: "People from the Public Security Department, come here to investigate the family living here."
"Which one is it?" the security guard asked.
"No. 8-2, Unit 1, Building 7." Li Naijing replied, "His family Wangcai bit his neighbor three years ago, and he claimed that the neighbor bit him. The neighbor couldn't believe it and bit him, and he died of a mold infection. Then the family fled overnight with their wealth."
The security guard rolled his eyes when he heard this, and the black Baoxian car drove straight into the community.
Shen Xing stood on the other side and was stunned for a while.
After coming back to his senses, he had just walked onto the street when an ambulance roared towards him. Looking back, he saw that the ambulance had also entered Jujiayuan.
Shen Xing stopped staying and took a taxi back to Ivy League Community.
This time the plan was completed smoothly, the itchy scalp symptom that bothered him was gone, and he also gained such a strange face.
While sitting in the taxi, he carefully examined the dark shadow of face in his mind. He originally thought that the face should be that of Song Xiaoyu, but after careful examination, he found that it didn't look like it.
The deeper he looked, the more he felt that this face was not that simple, because from the face's facial features, Shen Xing could feel that the facial features were unfamiliar to him, but after looking at it for a while, he found that they seemed very familiar.
This is a very weird illusion, somewhere between unfamiliar and familiar. After seeing this weird face, people can't help but take another look.
Back home, it was already noon.
The weather today was not very good, it was gloomy. Although it did not rain, it made people feel an indescribable depression.
Shen Xing checked the closed door as usual, returned to the workbench in the bedroom, turned on the light on the workbench, and immediately took out his mobile phone and called up the documents he had saved.
There are currently three encrypted documents saved in the phone, one is [Fake Hong Bin], the other is [Xue Tong], and the last one is the newly added [Song Xiaoyu (tentative)].
Opening the third document, he changed the name of [Song Xiaoyu (tentative)] to [Shameful Skin], and then Shen Xing began to add the latest feature descriptions he had mastered.
