That statue is alive again!

This thought flashed in Meng Fusheng's heart, and she subconsciously wanted to call Xiao An, but then she covered her mouth again.

"You can't call Xiao An first! Maybe it will catch the attention of that statue! Meng Fusheng knew that between himself and the statue wandering in the corridor at this moment was only separated by a thin wall.

In addition to worrying about attracting the attention of the statue, Meng Fusheng also had another consideration in his heart: Isn't this a good time to photograph evidence?

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Fusheng was brave in vain! The genes inherited from Meng Wei in her body aroused her arrogant will, and she tiptoed to the door with her mobile phone.

Clinging to the carved wooden door, she vaguely heard heavy footsteps approaching steadily and loudly. After thinking about it again and again, Meng Fusheng bit his silver teeth, and gently pressed the handle to push the door open and a thin gap appeared. The well-maintained door opened lightly without making a sound.

Meng Fusheng poked his phone out of the crack in the door and gently turned the direction of the camera, trying to find out the location of the statue of Ma Wen. Just as she was concentrating on her search, the footsteps stopped abruptly. The last sound was so clear, so clear that it seemed to ring in my ears.

Meng Fusheng deduced that the statue was probably not far away from him, and hurriedly turned his mobile phone to find out the specific location, but judging from the screen that never stretched out of the crack in the door, the corridor was empty, and there was no trace of the statue.

At this point, Meng Fusheng certainly wouldn't give up easily, so he pulled back his phone and turned the direction again, wanting to see if he had already walked in front of his door. However, there was still no sign in the other direction, and she was stunned.

Could it be that all this is really just an illusion of oneself?

Unwillingness surging up, Meng Fusheng withdrew his mobile phone, stood on his chest, got up and gently pushed open the door to see what was happening in the corridor. But just as she got up and pushed the crack in the door wide, the sight in front of her shocked her into the sky.

Just opposite the crack in the door, the statue stood there abruptly, a pair of empty eyes staring straight at Meng Fusheng through the crack in the door!

Suddenly, a cold sweat covered Meng Fusheng's back, and now she finally knew why she couldn't find the figure of Ma Wen's statue after repeatedly adjusting the camera. Because when she stretched out her mobile phone, the statue happened to stop in front of her door, so whether she was shooting in front of or behind the corridor, of course, she couldn't take pictures of Ma Wen in front of her!

Recalling the time when the footsteps stopped, Meng Fusheng realized that this statue of Ma Wen had been standing in front of the door and observing himself for most of the day! He had just crouched in front of the crack in the door and adjusted his phone, and the statue was standing a few centimeters in front of him, if the other party could breathe, he must have felt the breath blowing above his head.

Perhaps because the scene was too terrifying, Meng Fusheng calmed down. At this moment, she neither screamed nor ran away, and Meng Fusheng could even hear her heartbeat still beating steadily at a rate of 80 beats per minute. Faced with this situation, Meng Fusheng was surprisingly calm and calm.

She stared at the other party's white-colored eyeballs tightly, clutched her phone in one hand, held the doorknob in the other, and slowly stood up. Outside the door, the statue of Ma Wen also slowly straightened up. The dazzling white marble statue glows as warm as skin under the light of the corridor wall lamp.

Meng Fusheng has never bathed with Ma Wen, and naturally he has never seen Ma Wen's uncovered body. At this moment, there is no way to know whether the statue in front of him is just a face like Ma Wen, or the body is also carved. But once again observing the other party up close, Meng Fusheng was 100% sure that this statue was definitely not a physical body!

Meng Fusheng slowly straightened her mobile phone with a calm degree that surprised her, and took a careful picture of the statue. The milky white eyeballs without pupils stared at Meng Fusheng in a daze, and no expression could be seen on his stiff face.

Although he was very calm, there were turbulent waves in Meng Fusheng's mind. It can be seen from the movement of the statue just now with his body that today is not the same as the statue he saw the day before. The night before, the statue could only walk in a monotonous mechanical step, step by step in a straight line, as if it could not see itself in front of it.

Now, the statue is not only able to crouch, but also to stand up naturally. The difference between marble and flesh is that no matter how delicate and smooth the visual texture is. Stones are stones, not pliable and elastic skin muscles, and such a drastic change in posture will definitely cause the stone to break and shatter.

The weird statue of Kuxiao Ma Wen in front of him clearly shows a flexibility that does not conform to the common sense of physics at all, and Meng Fusheng certainly knows that kind of performance art for people to play statues, but generally covers it with clothes that are visually similar to sculpture materials. The statue in front of me is invisible, and it is really difficult to explain why it can be deformed so naturally.

Unless, it's not made of marble!

As soon as this thought arose, it quickly encroached on Meng Fusheng's mind. The soft touch of the fingers that day, I don't know whether it was true or not, rushed into my mind like lightning. Maybe I misjudged it at the beginning, this statue just looks very close to marble, but in fact...

Meng Fusheng didn't dare to continue thinking about it, her attainments in sculpture were very deep, and among the various private teachers Meng Wei hired for her, her favorite was the sculpture class. Although she has never made a complete large-scale sculpture until now, she has undoubtedly systematically studied the human body structure and sculpture. Originally, she believed in her judgment of the material of the sculpture in front of her, but the reality undoubtedly overturned her reasoning.

So what exactly is the material? Is it hard or soft?

In the end, she didn't dare to reach out and touch it herself, but stiffly controlled the width of the crack in the door, silently staring at the statue. Meng Fusheng didn't know what she was looking forward to or what she was waiting for, and her hand holding the phone was already trembling slightly, but she still didn't have the idea of closing the door.

Meng Fusheng's vision was only the transparent eyeballs of the white pair, and she stared at it deadly, as if she wanted to find something from it, and even she didn't know what she was doing now.

As if to respond to Meng Fusheng's expectations, the pair of white eyeballs suddenly moved. It's not appropriate to say that it moves, because the pair of marble balls embedded in the statue's eye sockets, or any other material, are so smooth and transparent, even if Meng Fusheng was turning rapidly before, he may not be able to see it.

But at this moment, she was sure that her eyes were moving, because suddenly, a different color came out of the upper part of the eyeball. Just like a person who is very good at rolling his eyes and suddenly puts his eyeballs back in place, two black pupils appear in his sockets so quickly and abruptly. The scene was so uncomfortable that it was like two round, no longer round tortoiseshell jewel beetles crawling out of their eye frames and settling dead on lifeless white eyeballs.

Just two small changes, but like the finishing touch, changed the temperament of the whole statue. One moment it was a stiff, cold, lifeless and delicate sculpture, but at this moment it has been transformed into a delicate and lovely young girl. The skin, which was originally moist under the light but still had a cold texture like marble, was suddenly moisturized at this moment, containing gentle warmth.

Especially the finely carved face, with the emergence of these two pupils, it also threw away the cold and stiff lines, and softened in a trance, Meng Fusheng even felt that the statue was smiling shallowly at him.

Rao is Meng Fusheng has already given up all his courage, and he was immediately shocked and his hairs stood on end. She had to admit that it was really a foot tall and a foot high. I think I've seen the most terrifying and weird scenes every time, and there's nothing to be afraid of, but this statue can give her a whole new trick every time.

Meng Fusheng didn't hesitate anymore, and tried to close the door with his hand, but he didn't know when the statue outside the door had already raised one hand above the top and stuck in the crack of the door, because Meng Fusheng just stared at the other party's eyes and didn't notice it at all.

Finding that the door was stuck, Meng Fusheng's heart was crossed, his feet slammed into the door with force, and the other hand raised his mobile phone and smashed it quickly and forcefully against the jade white onion finger stuck in the crack of the door. Meng Fusheng knew that the marble was hard and brittle, and her phone was a custom-made steel metal case, no matter whether the weird statue outside was made of marble or not, she was confident that it would be completely shattered!

Holding the mobile phone horizontally, Meng Fusheng tightened his wrists, steadied his feet, shoulders and waists at the same time, and smashed the four Yingying jade fingers seven or eight times in the blink of an eye with the help of the weight of the mobile phone itself and inertia, and the mobile phone shell that was smashed was slightly deformed. As if shocked by Meng Fusheng's violent momentum, the statue outside the door hesitated slightly, but still pulled his fingers back.

The door that was originally held by Meng Fusheng slammed shut, she hurriedly screwed the door, turned over and sat down against the door panel. At this time, Meng Fusheng realized that he was almost about to collapse, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and his hands hung weakly at his sides, and he couldn't lift up any strength.

While exhaling heavily, Meng Fusheng listened attentively to the movement outside the door. She didn't know if a single door could stop her. Usually she always thinks that this solid wood door is heavy and tacky, but at the moment she only hates why it is not solid pure steel. Meng Fusheng begged all the gods in ancient and modern China and abroad in his heart, and just hoped that the evil star outside the door would get out of the house quickly.

After waiting for a while, the sonorous footsteps outside the door sounded again, and soon disappeared. But Meng Fusheng still didn't dare to open the door, she was afraid that as soon as she opened the door, she would find that the statue was still at the door, and then pounced on her. She looked at the phone case, which had been slightly deformed, and recalled the touch of the smash she had just smashed, which undoubtedly had nothing to do with softness.

So how exactly did this statue move? Meng Fusheng couldn't figure this out anyway.

Just as she was sitting on the ground in prostration, the door panel behind her suddenly shook slightly, and then there was a knock on the door. The frightened Meng Fusheng suddenly stirred up, and was busy leaning against the door panel and didn't dare to make a sound.

"Miss? Miss, have you slept? After knocking on the door again to no avail, Xiao An's slightly anxious voice was remembered outside the door.

"Xiao An? Xiao An!? Is Xiao An you?! Meng Fusheng hurriedly sat up straight, patted the door panel and asked

"It's my miss."

Meng Fusheng opened a crack in the door slightly, and there was a woman with a delicate face and a maid's long skirt standing outside the door, who was Xiao An, the maid of the Meng Mansion. Meng Fusheng pushed open the door and threw himself into Xiao An's arms, only then did he relax his heart.

"What's wrong, Miss? I heard a lot of noise on your side downstairs, what's going on? Xiao An hugged Meng Fusheng and asked with concern. The room where Xiao Ann sleeps is not in the nanny room on the first floor, but a small room on the second floor. Therefore, I clearly heard the sound of Meng Fusheng smashing his mobile phone upstairs.

"Statue! The statue is alive again! Meng Fusheng pulled Xiao An's clothes tightly and said in a panic, turned around and pointed to the door frame and said in a trembling voice: "Look there!" She just stuck the door to get in! ”

Xiao An comforted Meng Fusheng, got up and reached out to check the door frame, his face gradually gloomy...