Fear Collection

"You don't have a body now, can you still feel and manipulate Yin Qi?" Muta asked.

Xie Jinxi nodded and said, "Except for the fact that there is no way to regain control of the soul core, manipulating Yin Qi is not a problem."

It is even much stronger than when he had a body. After all, he is currently a ghost, and he is one of the sources of Yin Qi, not to mention that the entire unit building itself is a ghost building, and Yin Qi is the most indispensable.

"Then send Yin Qi into my body. If you want to get back your body at night, I'm afraid you will have a fierce battle with those plastic models." Muta said firmly, "I will restore the shape of a snake tail, which will be easier to fight with those plastic models." Model confrontation."

Xie Jinxi understood what Muta meant, seeing Muta's firm attitude, he didn't say anything else, just said: "Okay."

There is no need to thank Jinxi for any action, the invisible Yin Qi in the air surges and surrounds Muta, forming a huge vortex with Muta as the center.

The air temperature in the room kept dropping, and Muta's expression twisted for a moment, and he let out an uncontrollable groan from his throat, and soon he couldn't stand and fell down.

The bones and muscles of the legs began to change drastically, reorganizing into a long and powerful snake tail.

Maybe it's because Xie Jinxi is a ghost, he can even feel every change of Muta's bones, every surge of blood through the Yin Qi pouring into Muta's body, and he even hallucinated the sound of bone friction and reconstruction , and Mutta was clearly in excruciating pain in the process.

This is not the pain of a broken bone, it is breaking the leg bone inch by inch, scraping away the flesh and blood, and rebuilding a different part that does not belong to the human body.

Xie Jinxi can't help him with anything, he can only increase the intensity of Yin Qi transmission, hoping that the low temperature of Yin Qi can paralyze the nerves and relieve pain, and also hope that this alienation process can be shortened as soon as possible.

In addition to the reconstruction of the lower body, the red light at Muta's heart was also activated, and the blood-colored mantra that was originally limited to the fingertips began to climb along the arms, quickly spread to the shoulders, and extended towards the chest.The curse-like wound was filled with blood, and extreme malice spread from it, making people afraid to look directly at it.

With the deformation of Muta's legs and the spread of the blood curse, Xie Jinxi's soul body also felt a tingling pain in his back. He knew that this was the process of rebuilding the relationship between the two of them, but what he cared more about was the pain on Muta's chest. red light.

The attraction of the ominous and eerie light to him was extremely intensified, as if the red light was constantly calling to him as his connection with Muta was reestablished.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

when, when, when...

The rhythmic knock on the door instantly alerted Xie Jinxi, because he felt a strange energy outside the door of 502.

On the whole, this group of energy gave Xie Jinxi the same feeling as the other grudges in the building, but unlike other grudges, it seemed to be a whole composed of several parts.

Dangdang...dangdang...

Seeing that no one opened the door, the knock on the door became more and more urgent and louder.

Xie Jinxi frowned, he is not afraid of ordinary grieving ghosts in his current state, but...

Xie Jinxi looked down at Muta, who was curled up on the ground, muscles tensed all over his body, trying his best to fight against the pain.

He is not afraid of the grieving ghost outside the door, but if the grieving ghost breaks in, it will easily hurt Muta, who is currently in a period of weakness and transformation.

Xie Jinxi stood between Muta and the door, ready to fight.

However, when the knock on the door turned into a knock on the door, it stopped suddenly.

The suffocating silence lasted for a while, as if the things outside the door had already left.

But Xie Jinxi knew that the mass of energy was still standing outside the door. If a normal person opened the door out of curiosity at this time, he would run into it head-on.

For Xie Jinxi, the stalemate-like waiting at this time is a good thing, and he wants to help Muta buy time.

At this time, Muta's lower body already had the prototype of a snake tail, and the changes of flesh and blood could still be seen under the densely-covered scales. Because of the pain, the half-formed snake tail curled up, and the friction between the scales made a scalp-numbing sound. Ta couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

The things outside the door seemed to hear it, and suddenly there was a loud bang from the door of 502.As if something heavy hit the iron door, the thin iron door slammed, and there was a sound of tooth acid deforming, and a silhouette of a human figure slowly protruded inward from the iron door.

Xie Jinxi saw the human figure protruding like a relief, and immediately realized that the thing outside the door might be a plastic mannequin.

How can it be?

The model can actually follow to the unit building?

The inwardly protruding human-shaped relief on the iron door was still there, and suddenly the door was hit again and again, with loud bangs hitting people's nerves.

Finally, the iron door was overwhelmed and was slammed open. A white plastic model stood at the empty door.

Without the bright lights of the clothing area, standing in the dilapidated corridor, the batch, flowing water, synthetic falsehood and hollowness revealed by the plastic surface are magnified countless times.

The facial features on the model's face were blurred, but Xie Jinxi could still recognize the slightly smiling lips and general outline. It was the plastic model who stared at him at the window on the fourth floor last night.

what happened?

In addition, the plastic model representing Wang Guangshu suddenly moved this morning... Could it be?

Under Xie Jinxi's gaze, the left hand of the model at the door suddenly fell off and rolled to the other side...

Xie Jinxi suddenly understood, damn it, the hand they found at the vent this morning was not Wang Guangshu's hand, but the plastic model's hand.

Damn, damn, damn.

The plastic mannequin hid its hand in the air vent, and found Wang Guangshu's hand to connect it to itself, so the next day they found its hand in the air vent and pressed it on the plastic mannequin formed by Wang Guangshu. The model's left hand was actually completely missing.

No wonder Wang Guangshu's plastic model can move, and no wonder this model can move.

Because they were still incomplete after the stipulated assembly time had passed, now they got rid of the rules and came here.

So besides the one at the door, where is the plastic model that Wang Guangshu turned into?

While staring at the plastic model in front of her, Xie Jinxi let go of her sensor and tried to find another model that could move freely.

But here in the unit building, there are too many grievances in the neighbors upstairs, downstairs, left and right. Unless this kind of person knocks on the door in front of him, it is difficult for Xie Jinxi to pick out which one is the plastic model that Wang Guangshu turned into.

The plastic model in front of Xie Jinxi walked into the room step by step, approaching Muta.

In its eyes, there is only one living person in the room, and that is Muta, and Xie Jinxi is just a resentful soul standing in front of Muta.

It can't understand what Xie Jinxi wants to do, and it doesn't have much self-awareness. It just knows that there is an employee in the clothing district who hasn't finished his work this morning, and it came to find that employee.

But until it walked in front of Xie Jinxi, Xie Jinxi had no intention of getting out of the way.

Xie Jinxi was very close to this plastic mannequin at this time, so close that he could feel the rotten air coming from the mannequin.

The plastic mannequin tilted its head, and then brazenly strode directly into Xie Jinxi...

At that moment, it was like a slow motion in a movie. The plastic model wanted to pass through Xie Jinxi's soul, but it seemed to have crashed into some kind of jelly, and was fixed in place and could not move.

Xie Jinxi was dizzy and entered a state of empathy with the plastic model.

An ordinary person applies to be an ordinary clerk in a store in the clothing district. From his perspective, half of the clothing district is decorated like a top-notch commercial building, while the other half is old and can be seen as the original appearance of a department store.

He asked the store manager why not all the decorations are done. Isn’t it ugly and embarrassing to halfway through the decoration of the clothing area?

The store manager just smiled mysteriously, and said that soon, the renovation will start soon, and let him do his job well.

Day after day of assembly and disassembly of models, day after day of tiresome work.

Until one day when he lifted a model with too much force, he pulled up the upper body of the model and threw his arms to the ground.

He was taken aback because the store manager was standing right behind him, and he thought he would be fired.

But the store manager laughed, and only asked him to reassemble the models, and punished him to work overtime when the store was closed at night to clean the store.

At that time, he was very grateful to the store manager, as long as he was not fired, and working overtime was also the punishment he deserved.

He stayed that night and was mopping the floor with a rag when he heard a series of crunching noises.

He straightened up and looked around, and suddenly discovered a terrifying thing.

All the plastic models in the clothing section turned their heads to look at him.

However, the creaking sound did not sound around him, but in...

Xie Jinxi felt empathy, and as the person concerned slowly raised his head, he saw a plastic model crawling upside down on the ceiling like a spider, his upper body dropped suddenly, a pair of arms caught his shoulders like hooks, and the plastic face was close to his. Face.

A few drops of oil dripped on his face and lips, splashing his face, and then he was lifted into the air by the whole person.

Two opposing forces came from the arms of the plastic mannequin holding his shoulders, and they were about to tear his whole life in half.

In room 502, the plastic model and Xie Jinxi's soul overlapped together, Xie Jinxi's blurry figure fluctuated continuously, and when a gap opened in the middle of the plastic model's body, Xie Jinxi's soul also split.

The fight between ghosts is even more tragic than a ghost killing a living person. Once two grieving ghosts face each other, there is only one result, that is, one of them swallows the other and strengthens it.

Xie Jinxi relied on empathy to pull the plastic model's soul back to the moment of death, but it is not known whether it was torn apart because of the plastic model as its body, or whether Xie Jinxi was torn apart first. .

However, at the gate of Cave 502, another pale figure came over, picked up the plastic hand on the ground, pointed it at his empty left wrist, and connected it with a 'click'.

The author has something to say: ah, ah, half an hour late.

八一祝子弟兵节日快乐！感谢在2021-07-2920:30:08~2021-08-0100:23:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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