After getting closer again, Shen Xing heard the strange words coming from the wardrobe more clearly.

However, after listening carefully for a moment, he was still confused, but he felt that it seemed to be saying something, and the speed of speech was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

But even when it is slow, it is faster than the normal speed of ordinary people, almost reaching the speed of "pale yellow long skirt and fluffy hair".

Although every syllable could be heard clearly at this speed, Shen Xing still couldn't know what it meant.

He even began to wonder if the voice came out of the closet, or if He Jun, who was standing motionless in front of the closet, was talking to himself.

Because he couldn't see whether He Jun's lips were moving at all in this direction.

But now this guy feels like a wooden man, and it seems that He Jun will not pay attention to anything except the wardrobe in front of him.

Shen Xing waited for a moment, then walked forward again, until he was almost on a parallel line with He Jun, and then finally stopped.

He Jun was still looking at the closet, not realizing that someone was standing parallel to him on his left side.

As this guy's side face was revealed in Shen Xing's eyes, Shen Xing found that He Jun's current expression was almost exactly the same as He Xiaohui lying on the bed, his mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was frightened by something in front of him, but this expression was completely still, as if it had been frozen.

The father and son both look the same, the difference is that He Xiaohui is stiff on the bed, unable to move, while He Jun has been standing in front of the open wardrobe strangely after getting out of bed.

Now, even though Shen Xing had cautiously approached closely, He Jun still turned a blind eye, just maintaining this appearance that was both frightened and terrifying.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely weird at this moment!

After Shen Xing saw He Jun clearly, he no longer moved forward, but tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on the dark ink-like wardrobe, and his pupils flickered slightly.

The darkness in this closet was not normal at all, it flowed inside like a physical object.

After staring carefully, Shen Xing could feel something moving inside, and there was still a red aura in the wardrobe that could only be seen from the perspective of a different pupil.

The strange syllables were still coming out, like a strange whisper from a man close to his ear.

If He Jun had kept standing still in the wardrobe, he might have been influenced by the spirit of this strange whisper.

At this time, as Shen Xing kept his pupils open, his spiritual antibodies were gradually decreasing.

The main reason is that at the beginning, he consumed the fifth layer of antibodies to activate the latent skill "face change", which led to the consumption of spiritual antibodies directly from the fourth layer, and the different pupils were also continuously consuming antibodies, so in order to avoid excessive consumption of mental power, he had to temporarily shut down.

In order to save mental power, Shen Xing's right eye blinked, turning off the abnormal pupil state.

After thinking about it, he used his fingers to ensure that once the power in his hand broke out at this moment, he could exert great strength, and then slowly walked behind He Jun.

I could feel that there was still heat coming out of He Jun's body, not a cold mass, but this person's thinking was obviously stagnant.

After standing behind He Jun, Shen Xing looked into the darkness of the wardrobe again from his angle, and in order to keep his gaze parallel and equidistant, he poked his head out slightly and stared carefully at the closet.

Almost at the same moment, the whisper that had been lingering in his ear suddenly began to increase in volume, and then Shen Xing's pupils shrank, even if there was no different pupil perspective, he could still see a vague black shadow in the wardrobe slowly passing by.

It turns out that it can only be seen clearly from He Jun's point of view.

The moment this black shadow moved, part of it was exposed outside the wardrobe door, and although it quickly shrank back, it was still accurately captured by Shen Xing's gaze.

He could make out that the part of the body he was seeing appeared to be the middle and upper part of a black arm.

And from the moment the whispering voice suddenly increased, the spiritual antibody progress bar under the corner of Shen Xing's eyes finally began to decrease.

He felt some buzzing in his ears, and his whole body felt a little dizzy for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses.

At this moment, He Jun in front of him leaned slightly, as if some kind of connection in front of him had been broken, but gathered on Shen Xing's body.

Of course, Shen Xing would not completely lose control of his body like him, but reached out to stabilize the fallen He Jun and slowly lay it flat on the ground.

At this moment, he didn't have time to put the other party back on the bed, He Jun was already a little fat, and it would take some time to get to the bed, and during this time, I was afraid that the weird things in the wardrobe would leave, or do more bizarre things.

Shen Xing raised his feet and stood where He Jun was standing just now, and at this time, the various strange sounds in his ears increased, and the volume was still getting louder.

In order to avoid a large consumption of mental power, Shen Xing did not turn on the different pupils again, but immediately took out his mobile phone and was about to turn on the flashlight function in the wardrobe.

At this moment, the various voices that had been muttering in my ears suddenly disappeared, and the whole room was suddenly unusually quiet.

He was slightly stunned, and there was a dead silence in the closet, and the feeling of moving in the unknown object just now was gone at this moment.

In the next second, a sobbing sound suddenly sounded, and Shen Xing subconsciously hurriedly took two steps back.

The cry came from the closet in front of me, and suddenly appeared in the thick darkness without warning.

If other people encounter this sudden situation, I am afraid that they will directly jerk their bodies, lie on the ground and finish their work, or just pull their legs and run, and life and death will not be close to this wardrobe again.

But Shen Xing didn't feel this way, he was just taken aback out of instinct, but quickly calmed down.

By the way, I noticed the spiritual antibodies under the corners of my eyes, although the current consumption is still continuing, it is not very serious.

The sound of sneeping was still coming from the darkness of the closet.

By sound alone, it is impossible to tell whether it is an adult or a child, a man or a woman.

Shen Xing lit up the flashlight function of the mobile phone.

There was a light in front of him, just enough to illuminate the wardrobe and dispel the thick darkness inside.

I saw that under the light of the flashlight, a little girl in a tattered red dress was clasping her knees with her hands on her hands, burying her head and sobbing incessantly, making a loud cry.

The little girl's hair was long and slightly curly, but very dirty, and some parts had curdled into strips. Her skin was almost all bruised, she was wearing no shoes, her fingernails and toenails had been partially cracked, and even the sole of her right foot was broken and turned up, and she could see the bones poking out.

This strange scene made Shen Xing's heartbeat intensify, but he didn't move, he didn't speak, just stared at the girl in red in front of him quietly.

In about ten seconds, the little girl seemed to sense that there was a light shining on her, her crying stopped, her shoulders twitched slightly, and she slowly raised her head, but her neck seemed to be broken, and she could not stand completely upright, but tilted her head, hooked her back, and looked at it with wide black eyes.

"Huh?"