1743 Gym (3)

We didn't know what to do for a while.

Everyone in the gym is doing their own thing. Everybody's training doesn't end right away, it goes on like that for a while.

About two or three minutes later, we heard screaming downstairs.

The sound attracted a lot of attention. At this moment, I also felt the yin qi that suddenly emerged and disappeared.

In the gym, many people stopped moving, and some people wore headphones and did not hear the sound, and only after seeing other people's actions did they slow down their exercise rhythm.

Someone walked downstairs and asked "what's wrong" and "what's going on downstairs".

Walking people pass through our bodies.

We are in the same state as last time, in the state of outsiders and bystanders.

Judging by the surrounding scenes and everyone's performance, it doesn't feel like something fictional.

"Let's go down and have a look." I volunteered. With that, I had followed the crowd to the top of the stairs.

There were people standing on the stairs, blocking my way.

But I didn't have to worry about that, I just walked over and my body went through those people.

When I got downstairs, I saw the place where everyone gathered downstairs, and I went through it again.

Everyone gathered around to lift the instrument, and a woman was sitting on the chair of the instrument, looking so frightened that she was about to cry.

The people next to him were gossiping, asking what was going on.

The woman could only gasp for breath and couldn't speak.

I can't feel the yin qi anymore.

Whatever the ghost had done, it had disappeared and gone into hiding again.

After a long time, he also penetrated the crowd, and after standing beside me, he looked at the woman and said, "This is Sister Zhu......"

"You know? Also a guest? ”

"Yes, I've had our gym card here for three or four years, and I used to have a membership in another of our stores. The children are all five years old. I've been working out for a long time...... "I was introduced to it for a long time.

This Sister Zhu looks young and has a good figure, not at all like the mother of a five-year-old child. Her body trembled slightly, the muscles on her body did not move, and the tight tracksuit outlined the curves of her body.

Looking at it this way, I noticed that there was something strange about her body. It was as if something was stuffed into her clothes, slightly bulging.

Sister Zhu finally spoke at this time, calling "clothes" and "inside the clothes", which made people confused for a while.

However, of course, I was not the only one on the scene who saw that something was wrong.

Even if no one saw it before, as soon as Sister Zhu reminded her, some people found out that something was wrong.

It was inconvenient for the men to come forward, and the women were a little scared.

After a while, a woman squeezed in from the perimeter.

"That's my colleague'......," he said.

The long-time colleague had already walked to Sister Zhu's side, and after asking a few words softly, he held Sister Zhu's shoulders and gently lifted the hem of Sister Zhu's clothes.

The stretch marks on Sister Zhu's stomach were revealed, and a palm print under the stretch marks was also revealed.

Look at the size and shape of the palm print, it is a woman's hand. The hand stretched out from under Sister Zhu's skin and pressed on Sister Zhu's waist and abdomen, pushing Sister Zhu's skin out slightly.

After the people around saw this scene, they all gasped, and some people screamed in surprise and hurriedly retreated.

The scene was chaotic for a moment.

The colleague who had been working for a long time shook his hand, and the hem of the clothes he was carrying fell down, covering the palm print.

Seeing the reaction of the people around her, Sister Zhu was even more frightened and shouted, "What is it!" What is it! Is it a hand...... How can this be......"

"Don't be afraid. Probably a coincidence. You're doing training...... We help you call an ambulance. Wait for the doctor to take a look. Maybe the muscles are twisted to ......" The colleague who had been comforting for a long time did not walk away, but he didn't dare to look at Sister Zhu's skin carefully, let alone touch it with his own hands to make sure.

I'm pretty sure Sister Zhu doesn't have yin qi on her. Maybe that ghost did something to Sister Zhu and left traces, but the traces are too slight.

When the ambulance came, the doctor arrived, and when Sister Zhu's clothes were lifted again, the palm print had disappeared.

The people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor reprimanded everyone. Sister Zhu insisted again and again, and they had to give Sister Zhu some examinations, and Sister Zhu asked to send her to the hospital for a detailed physical examination.

After such a fuss, by the time Sister Zhu left with the doctor, the gym was already half empty.

Some people don't think so, they just think that Sister Zhu is making a big fuss, and some people are afraid.

"What the hell is going on?" He asked for a long time.

I can't give an answer.

At this time, I felt the yin qi again. It is also a flash of appearance, and then disappears.

I looked up into the hallway and walked in three steps and two steps.

A long time later, that colleague had just gone over there. As soon as I passed, I saw her standing at the door of the classroom.

There were also several people in the classroom sitting on yoga mats, doing simple warm-up movements.

I followed the woman's line of sight and saw a palm print on the empty yoga mat in front of the classroom.

The palm print is very shallow, as if someone has put their hands away after pressing it for a long time, but the yoga mat has not returned to a state without a trace.

The woman's eyes widened, and she kept staring at the palm print.

The people in the classroom had already spotted her and screamed. Some people followed her line of sight, but they didn't notice the strangeness so quickly.

The woman came back to her senses, pushed open the door and entered, and explained what had just happened with a very ugly face. She glanced at the yoga mat a few times, then suddenly bent down, rolled it up, and took out a new yoga mat from the small cabinet next to her.

Xu Jiu and Qin Shu also saw this scene.

"The ghost, here? What does she want to do? Or is it still murderous? Qin Shu threw out several questions. He was so nervous that he spoke quite quickly.

I've been annoyed for a long time, "Is something happening in reality?" Did something happen to the gym I work at? ”

None of these questions can be answered.

At the end of a yoga class, the students pack up their things and leave.

The three of us just stood outside and watched a lesson.

When the people ran out, the yoga teacher put away the yoga mat. Her emotions seemed to have calmed down and she was no longer nervous.

I felt the yin qi again.

The woman came up to us, stopped through the glass.

Handprints appeared on the glass.

Fingerprints and palm prints are clear. In that position, it was like someone going out, pressing their hands on the door and pushing the door directly.

On the side of that mudra, there are several similar handprints, and when they appear, you will find that these handprints are exactly the same, belonging to the same person, and they are the same hand.

The handprints became dense, obscuring the front glass door.

The woman took a step back and watched the scene in horror.

I felt the yin energy inside and it was condensing. Without much hesitation, I walked through the glass wall and into the classroom.

The yin aura gathered behind the woman.

The woman retreated to the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the classroom in distraction, her back as if she had hit the floor-to-ceiling window.

At this moment, the yin qi completely converged and took shape.

I rushed over and stretched out my hand to the yin qi.

However, I was one step slower.

Kela.

A palm print appeared on the floor-to-ceiling glass window behind the woman, and the front window was shattered.

The woman's body seemed to be pushed by someone, and when she leaned back, her body was planted through the gap in the glass window.

The screams were piercing.

After a long time, he rushed in and rushed to the window.

My outstretched hand passed through the yin air mass and caught nothing.

Boom!

The sound of a woman landing on the ground came from downstairs.

The gym is on the fourth floor, and the floor height is much higher than that of the residential building. This height is enough to kill.

I didn't look down.

After looking at it for a long time, the ghost retreated to me.

Soon the rest of the gym gathered and found the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows, as well as the body of the woman downstairs.