The child's movements were extremely fast and he was in front of Shen Xing in almost the blink of an eye.
His fingers became tapered, the nails were sharp and slender, and the tips flashed with black luster, and his body was as agile as a mandrill.
But at this time, Shen Xing's physical reaction was not in the spiritual world, but in reality, so he bowed suddenly and avoided the little boy's pounce.
A large number of black tendon protective membranes appeared all over the body, quickly covering the body, and turned to face the little boy who had climbed on the wall behind him without missing a hit.
"Am I meddling in other people's business? You came here when I was staying alone in the hotel. Who is causing trouble for whom?" Shen Xing sneered.
The little boy stopped talking and flicked his legs again, seeming to pounce on Shen Xing's head and bite his forehead or face.
Shen Xing dodged again and hid to the left. Unexpectedly, the little boy's target was not here. Instead, he turned around and still pounced on Shen Xing.
He hugged him fiercely and bit into Shen Xing's head.
Shen Xing immediately stretched out his right hand and touched the little boy's chin to prevent him from biting it.
But now his mental antibody only has two progress bars, he can no longer release his violent state, and his strength cannot reach its limit.
The power of this little boy's attack was surprisingly strong. Even though it was against the opponent's chin, his chin was still approaching Shen Xing at an extremely slow speed.
And at the same moment, Shen Xing felt a pain on his back. The little boy's sharp nails directly pierced the protective membrane of his black tendons. Two cold feelings spread throughout his body from the punctured locations, causing a chill.
Not long after, there was another painful sensation of two nails digging into the skin.
Now Shen Xing knew that his black tendon protective film was completely unable to resist in front of this little boy.
He immediately reached into his pocket with his left hand and quickly took out the golden pen. He first pressed the electrostatic field on himself to turn on, and then pressed the electrostatic field against the little boy's arm.
Originally, the electrostatic field had an insulating effect on anomalies. He stimulated the electrostatic field on himself, which also meant to temporarily isolate the little boy. Turning on the electrostatic field on the opponent's body is a direct attack.
Unexpectedly, the little guy only trembled slightly, then returned to normal, and continued to press his chin down to bite Shen Xing.
Although Shen Xing's body was enveloped by a layer of electrostatic field, the opponent turned a blind eye and could still find him as the target of the attack, but it was still useless.
Shen Xing did not dare to use the silver pen at this time, otherwise after turning on the strong current, if the two got too close, he would be electrocuted, which would be equivalent to committing suicide.
He wanted to directly use the strength enhancement to perform a jab, and then consume some meme points to strengthen the power of the jab and then fight back against the little boy.
In this case, although there is a certain risk, there should be a greater chance of interrupting the opponent's attack than the counterattack just now.
As for whether the little boy could be injured, he was not sure.
However, when he was about to implement it, Shen Xing gave up the idea. Although it might be effective, it was only temporary. If he wanted to completely eliminate the little boy, he might still have to follow the same method as before.
That is, a mental attack.
The thoughts in his mind changed quickly, and he gave up the plan of using the meme value to strengthen the jab to attack. He once again consumed the penultimate progress bar and directly carried out a mental shock.
Because he was very close to the little boy at the moment, the mental shock hit the little boy's mind in the next second. His whole body swayed, and he felt like he was drunk.
But what surprised Shen Xing was that he did not enter the darkness. This mental shock did not make the little boy give up his resistance, but it temporarily prevented him from attacking him.
Taking this opportunity, Shen Xing went directly to the ground, raised his right foot, stepped on the little boy's belly, and kicked hard.
Two of the little boy's sharp nails that were dug into the muscles of his back were pulled out at this moment, and his whole body relaxed a little.
Shen Xingya bit it, consuming the last layer of mental antibodies, and the last mental shock rushed towards the boy's head.
Not only that, just in case this last attack was still ineffective, Shen Xing grabbed the silver pen at the same time.
Once the attack proves to be ineffective, what awaits him will definitely be the boy's more ferocious counterattack, so when the time comes, he will turn on the strong current at all costs, just for the last chance!
After the last mental shock was released, as Shen Xing wished, all the scenes in front of him quickly disappeared, and the whole world went dark.
"Entering the spiritual world!" Shen Xing was delighted.
At this moment, he still maintained the action of fighting with the little boy in the real world. The two were very close, and the boy's fingernails were still partially inserted into his back.
The whole picture became very slow, as if the images in a movie were played forward frame by frame.
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The darkness in front of Shen Xing slowly became brighter. After he could see the surrounding scenery clearly, he found that his perspective was at the corner of the ceiling of the room, as if it had become a surveillance probe.
However, the view from this position is excellent, and almost all corners of the room can be seen clearly.
Shen Xing couldn't help but look down at himself. He didn't see any body. All he saw was the scenery vertically below the corner of the room where he was, which was a row of sofas.
The room we are in now should be the living room of a family. The decoration is average, and the furniture in the room is also very ordinary. However, the sofa, TV, cabinet, air conditioner, dining table, and ordinary decorative items are all good. It should be considered as a middle-income person. down family.
At this moment, the living room door opened, and three people entered the living room one after another. The one walking in the front was a little boy.
Shen Xing's eyes narrowed. This little boy was wearing a school uniform and carrying a blue schoolbag. He should be in the fourth or fifth grade. He was none other than the little boy lying on his back and biting him crazily in the real world. Guy.
But at this moment, the boy looked much more honest. He was immersed in changing his shoes and didn't dare to lift them up. He should be followed by his parents, two men and women who looked to be in their thirties.
The mother frowned and seemed a little worried, but the father who was walking at the end had a gloomy face and closed the door with his backhand.
The little boy changed his shoes and seemed to be hiding something. He turned around and wanted to enter his bedroom.
His father immediately said sternly from behind: "Put down your schoolbag and don't leave. Let me ask you."
As he spoke, he changed into his slippers and walked to the sofa to sit down.
The little boy didn't dare to move, walk, or put down his schoolbag. He just stood there stiffly.
When his mother saw this, she was afraid that her husband would be angry, so she pushed the boy gently and whispered: "Xiaosen, go to daddy quickly."
Komori then moved slowly, walked to the sofa, put down his schoolbag, held it in his hand and lowered his head without saying a word.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" His father asked in a stern voice.
Komori said nothing.
The man stood up and kicked him on the butt.
Komori didn't hold his schoolbag firmly and dropped it directly to the ground. He buried his head and his whole body became more rigid, as if he no longer belonged to him and his thoughts had wandered away.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" The man raised his voice again.
The woman came over, stretched out her hand to touch Komori, and said, "Speak, tell me quickly!"
Komori's lips moved but he made no sound.
Snapped!
Five finger prints suddenly appeared on his face, and a burning feeling arose.
"I can't hear you!" The man became angry.
Komori was so frightened that his whole body trembled violently, his lips moved quickly, and finally he said one sentence, "I didn't... didn't... didn't do my homework..."
"Why didn't you do it?" the man continued to ask.
"Forgot...forgot."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked in the butt again.
This kick seemed to hit the tail spine. Komori screamed in pain, tears suddenly flowed out, and his little hands kept rubbing his buttocks.
The woman felt a little distressed when she saw this, but she just stood aside and did not speak.
"How much did I spend to send you to tutoring?" Xiaomori's father roared: "My family's monthly income is less than 10,000 yuan, and I enrolled you in three cram schools and two interest classes. What did I eat all day long? Do you know? Do you understand your parents’ hard work and expectations for you?"
Komori pursed his lips hard and said nothing. Big tears kept rolling down. Maybe his butt really hurt. His little hands were still unconsciously pulling at the tailbone.
Komori's mother said from the side: "Mom, I know you have a hard time studying, but you have to know that if you live through this hard life, good times will be waiting for you later. Those children go out to play all day long, don't watch them play now I am so happy, no matter who will be successful in the future, there will be no place to cry. No, mom knows that you are working hard and prepares so much nutritious food for you every day. You can make up for it by eating more."
Xiaomori suddenly shuddered and said, "Mom, I... don't drink milk anymore."
"Why?" His mother asked in surprise.
"You gave me...milk five times a day, and now I smell...smell the milk and I feel like vomiting."
"You little brat! We didn't even see milk when we were kids, and now you are so blessed that you still vomit? If you don't like this taste, just change it. The milk must not be cut off," Komori's father shouted.
After he finished speaking, he asked again: "Did you forget the homework assigned by the teacher yesterday, or did you intentionally fail to do it?"
"Forgot." Komori replied.
"Why did you forget? Then have you forgotten the consequences of not doing your homework?" The man's voice rose again.
Komori shook his head and replied with a trembling voice: "Dad, I really...really forgot, one math homework paper, three Chinese reading comprehension papers, English conversation exercises and an essay, half an hour of piano practice, four calligraphy papers For fifteen minutes, the little host recited fifteen classic quotations. I really... didn't remember that the teacher also assigned dictation..."
Before he finished speaking, Komori quickly added: "As for dictation, I finished it in school. I only came out after I finished it!"
Komori's father sneered, "That's what you should make up for. I won't forgive you. This is not the first time you have given in. You should have half an hour to rest and play games every day, but I'm sorry, you don't have it today."
After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips in the direction of the master bedroom, "Go to the corner of the room and think about the wall for half an hour. Think about the mistakes you made today. How did you make them? Why did you make them? How should you avoid them in the future? What if? What should I do if I offend again?”
Komori suddenly trembled and said, "Dad, can I... turn on the light while facing the wall?"
"No! If you are afraid, just try not to make the same mistake again in the future!" My father refused sternly.
Originally, Komori's mother's expression became a little relaxed, but seeing that her husband's attitude and tone were very firm, she moved her lips and didn't say anything. Instead, she turned her head, pretending not to see Komori's look for help.
"Go quickly!" Father glanced at the clock on the wall. "It's half past six now. I'm thinking in front of the wall that I can't go out to eat until seven o'clock."
After finishing his words, he said again, "Don't think I'm harming you. When you grow up one day, you won't be able to be grateful to me."
Shen Xing, from God's perspective, was completely speechless after seeing this scene.
To be honest, he seemed to have heard some of the things Xiaomori's parents said when he was a child. Even if it wasn't from his own parents, he heard that the neighbors next door educated their children in this way.
Among these words, some verbal violence can cause great psychological trauma to children. As for crazy enrollment of children in cram schools and interest classes, it just kills the most important thing that children should get in this life - innocence and fun. .
In the final analysis, some extreme behaviors of hoping that their sons will succeed and their daughters will succeed are just attempts by parents themselves to make up for their regrets in the next generation.
But now it seems that these behaviors of Komori's parents are the most direct reason why he became what he was in the end.
Shen Xing looked in the direction of the master bedroom. Although the bedroom door was open, the light inside was indeed very dark and nothing could be seen from this position.
The lighting in that room must have been very poor, so he always turned on the lights after entering the room, and Komori, who was about to face the wall, had obviously been asked to do this more than once.
He was scared, knowing that it was dark inside, and standing quietly in the corner alone would make him feel even more helpless and frightened.
But due to his father's strength, he was unable to resist and could only obey.
He timidly walked to the master bedroom step by step. With every step he took, Komori seemed to be struggling in his heart. He finally reached the door of the bedroom and stared fearfully at the unlit space inside.
At this time, his father shouted again from behind.
Komori quickly quickened his pace and walked in.
Shen Xing's perspective changed and he entered the master bedroom. He didn't know how he got in. He just had this idea and immediately changed his perspective.
In other words, in this spiritual world, I am just a bystander.
Although the room in front of him was very dark, he could still see clearly. After seeing Komori walk into the bedroom, he skillfully walked to one of the corners and stood facing the corner. His whole body was trembling slightly and he never moved again.
Shen Xing just looked at him quietly, unable to feel the passage of time.
Until about twenty minutes later, it was obvious that the little boy's body was shaking even more violently, and the sound of his teeth chattering could also be heard.
But his parents never came in to take a look.
After a while, the sound of chattering teeth disappeared, and Shen Xing heard Xiao Sen seem to say something, and he began to talk to himself.
After listening carefully, it seemed that he was reciting English or some so-called golden sayings from the host.
Shen Xing wanted to hear more clearly, so his perspective immediately moved again, directly to the sky above the corner where Komori was facing. This time he could finally hear clearly.
I heard Komori lower his voice and say in fear, "Don't come here, don't come here, don't come here..."
Shen Xing was stunned, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or with someone.
Or maybe Komori has started to become abnormal at this time.
While he was guessing, suddenly an extremely hoarse voice with an inexplicable coldness sounded.
"Already here."
