Looking at this task information prompt, Yan Junze was a little confused.

This guy has become very hateful to the camera, so the supernatural form is very weird. What does this mean? Could it be that his supernatural form is different from other supernatural forms?

Task tip, maybe you need a camera.

Isn't it easy? There's nothing missing in this store, just no cameras.

At this moment, he heard a rustling sound, and the source of the sound was not far away, it seemed to ...... From inside that darkroom.

Yan Junze was still lying on the sofa, did not get up, and listened carefully for a moment with his ears pricked up.

At this time, his drowsiness had all dissipated, and his mental power was highly concentrated, and after listening to it for a long time, he was sure that the abnormal noise came from the dark room.

The sound is not loud, like a rat, making a very fragmented sound.

At this moment, Yan Junze had to admire Gu Bai, this kid was still sleeping in the bedroom, and he could hear this voice, he couldn't say, this person was too sensitive.

Yan Junze believed that if it weren't for the task prompt popping up, and he himself had always been vigilant, he would have remained alert even when he fell asleep, and he would never have noticed this abnormality in normal times.

After setting up the backtrack, Yan Junze slowly sat up from the sofa.

The couch was old, and it clicked as it sat up. During this time, the sound in the darkroom suddenly disappeared, and there was no movement.

Yan Junze didn't dare to move anymore, just sat quietly, didn't turn on the lights or turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, just sat in the dark and listened carefully.

After about two or three minutes, the voice began to sound again.

This time, Yan Junze heard it clearly, the sound seemed to be gnawing on something, it was really like a rat stealing food.

"It's not really a mouse." Yan Junze had a strange feeling in his heart.

But the task prompt has popped up, and it can't be that simple.

Stretching his feet to the ground and slowly putting on his shoes, Yan Junze slowly stood up and left the sofa.

His movements were very slow, just for fear of making any more big movements, and even the number of breaths was deliberately reduced.

But still the moment the body left the couch, the damn couch made a sound again.

The noise in the darkroom stopped again.

Yan Junze just stood there, motionless. This time, the voice in the darkroom didn't ring out until at least five minutes later.

At this time, Yan Junze took a step and quietly approached the dark room. Because he knew that he was acting at night, he changed into a pair of soft-soled sneakers before coming, and at this time he was careful and didn't make a sound at all.

Standing at the door of the darkroom, Yan Junze found that the door of this darkroom was not closed tightly, and after lifting the heavy black curtain, he could directly push the door open and enter.

Taking a deep breath, he reached out and touched the door, and with a little force, he tried to push the door of the darkroom as fast as he could.

It's night, and the outhouse of the store is also very dark, anyway, it is dark on both sides, and when you open the door of the darkroom, there is no possibility that the photos in the darkroom will be suddenly exposed and destroyed.

It seems fortunate that the darkroom is not all black, but a hazy dark red light, so that those who walk into the darkroom can still see.

Yan Junze did not rush in, but opened the black door curtain, stood under the curtain, pushed the door of the dark room open until one person could enter sideways, and stood at the door motionless to observe.

With the help of the dark red light, the light was dim where he was standing now, which was more conducive to observing inside.

On closer inspection, the darkroom is lined with delicate wooden tables with large volumes of film neatly stacked on top of them, and stacks of films, while the row near the outside is a rectangular pool of processed negatives with soaked liquids.

The top of the pool was covered with a lot of pulling horizontal lines, and some of the developed photos were clamped with small clips and hung on the lines.

However, Yan Junze noticed that many of the photos that were drying were not complete, either missing a corner or half of the photos were missing.

The door of the darkroom was very thick, and when he pushed it open, he didn't make a sound, and Yan Junze pushed the door a little wider.

His eyes widened, and when he looked closely, he even crouched down and looked close to the ground.

I didn't see anything, and as far as the eye could see, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

But the rustling sound continued.

Looking up and looking at the ceiling of the darkroom, in Yan Junze's imagination, maybe there was a spirit lying there on the ceiling at this moment, staring at himself without blinking.

But nothing.

"Why nothing?" Yan Junze was a little puzzled.

With a thought, he released the long-tongued Zhenzhen.

Originally, when completing the task, depending on the task, it was not suitable to release other spirits to help. But now the situation with this task is different.

The mission description is simple, destroy this dregs, that's what the mission is about. No matter what method you use, just destroy this spirit.

But the problem is that I can't find him at all now? That means this guy might be pretty good at hiding himself.

So it shouldn't be wrong to release Zhenzhen with the long tongue and let her help her find it and kill that guy.

The long-tongued Zhenzhen is a high-level wandering spirit, Yan Junze doesn't believe that the supernatural spirit in this photo studio is above the semi-plastic spirit level, otherwise the mission level would not be the same as it is now.

Even if the long-tongued Zhenzhen can't deal with it, don't you still have a mallet in your hand? I really can't hammer him to death!

After the long-tongued Zhenzhen came out, Yan Junze directly pushed open the door of the darkroom and walked in.

"What's the situation?" The long-tongued Zhenzhen followed behind and asked.

"There's a supernatural here, find him for me." Yan Junze said: "If he resists, kill him immediately." ”

Long-tongued Zhenzhen nodded, and immediately looked around.

As soon as he entered the dark room, Yan Junze closed the door and stood at the door, without moving.

Then he released the mallet into his hand and held it, his gaze wandering between all the suspicious locations in the darkroom.

"No! I didn't see anything. The long-tongued Zhenzhen turned around and told Yan Junze.

"None? Even you can't see it. Yan Junze wondered.

At this moment, the rustling sound sounded from the house again, and soon Yan Junze felt his trouser leg tighten, as if he was caught by something.

He immediately looked down and saw that there was nothing.

In the next second, a cone pain came from the leg, a terrible wound appeared on the thigh, the pants were torn, a large piece of flesh was missing, and blood was gushing.

Boom!

The long-tongued Zhenzhen's tongue swept in, next to Yan Junze's injured leg, and slammed into the door of the darkroom, knocking the door into a dent.

But nothing was attacked, and there was nothing in front of Yan Junze's legs.

But the flesh of the thighs is gone, and this is a bloody fact.

"He's invisible!" The voice of the long-tongued Zhenzhen came.

Rollback!

At the moment, he is injured, and he will definitely not be able to complete the task normally, and even the high-level Lingling Long Tongue Zhenzhen can't even see the other party, which is a little interesting.

Yan Junze endured the sudden pain and chose to pull back.