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Seeing the figure of the man in the photo standing up, Yan Junze was startled.

The man in black in the photo was wearing clothes that didn't seem fit for a normal person, but rather like funeral attire for a burial, and he appeared to be at least 1.75 meters tall, with a slender build.

His head, however, was always lowered, adding an eerie touch.

At that moment, Yan Junze hardly hesitated before he immediately aimed at the counter and pressed the shutter button again.

He quickly raised the camera to check, and in the photo, the man seemed to be moving, and the direction of movement was toward him.

Unconsciously, Yan Junze took a step back, his back pressed firmly against the darkroom door and the black curtain.

"This guy seems to be invisible," he thought, "but I can only see him by taking photos."

Yan Junze had a plan in his mind, but at the same time, a hair-raising feeling surged through him.

How was he supposed to kill it? Keep photographing with the camera?

Of course, there wasn't much time to think about it now.

He raised the camera again, pressed the shutter, and immediately looked down at the photo.

In the center of that photo, the figure of a man in black was fully displayed with his head lowered, almost filling half of the picture.

The reason it filled half of the picture was that he had gotten much closer to Yan Junze; by estimate, there was less than two meters between them.

Of course, that was the distance when the photo was taken, but he must have gotten even closer by now.

"Damn it!" Yan Junze almost jumped out of his skin.

At the same time, he subconsciously felt that something was drawing near him.

He immediately dodged to the left, retreating to the wall corner near the sofa along the wall.

At the same time, an idea struck him, and the Black Spirit Mallet was now in his hand. He aimed the camera in the direction he had dodged and took another photo.

In a hurry, he looked down and saw just a drooped head nearly filling the entire photo, even closer than before.

Yan Junze swung his mallet.

A crisp thud sounded.

If it had been a normal mallet, this strike would have hit nothing but air, let alone hitting such a peculiar Spirit.

But not with the Black Spirit Mallet; although Yan Junze couldn't see the target, he could still estimate the rough direction.

So, with one swing of the mallet, whether it hit the head or the body, it made contact.

The next second, Yan Junze immediately took a photo in front of him, and after looking down, he saw nothing.

Just then, from the direction of the bedroom, the tightly shut bedroom door moved slightly, opening a crack, and then closed.

"Not good."

Yan Junze rushed over in a few steps, grasped the doorknob, and pushed hard, only to find it wouldn't budge.
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At that moment, the bedroom door had been locked from the inside.

Yan Junze kicked the bedroom door, but it was exceptionally sturdy, numbing his right leg from the impact.

Inside the bedroom.

Gu Bai and Lin Meng, the couple, were originally sitting closely together on the bed. They heard Yan Junze's movements outside, then the rapid, light running of his evasion, followed by a dull thud.

The thud sounded like a blow from a cudgel, although it was unclear whether it hit someone or Yan Junze had been struck.

Just a few seconds later, the bedroom door was opened, they didn't see anything, and then it closed again.

At first, Gu Bai and Lin Meng thought it was Yan Junze entering the room. The two exchanged a glance, immediately sensing something was amiss.

"Yan Junze, something's come in!" Gu Bai shouted in a hurry.

Lin Meng reacted swiftly. She remembered Yan Junze had mentioned the camera was for photographing the strange, and judging by current appearances, the strangeness was clearly invisible; otherwise, that bedroom door wouldn't be opening and closing on its own.

She quickly tapped Gu Bai's arm, "Quick, get the camera, it's in your wardrobe over there."

In the wardrobe near Gu Bai, there lay a new digital SLR camera that had seldom been used.

Of course, it had a battery and memory card, though stored separately, they would require some time to assemble properly.

Normally, the battery included with a new camera has some charge left, even though not much, but under the current circumstances, there was more than enough to take a few pictures.

Gu Bai opened the wardrobe and took out the new camera that had been unboxed once before.

Lin Meng took it over, turned it on immediately, and expertly removed the SLR, taking only a few seconds to install the battery and memory card, and switched on the camera.

She used the setting that allowed immediate display on the screen after photographing, which made her appear far more professional than Yan Junze's half-baked efforts.

The sound of something hitting the door came from the bedroom earlier, which was obviously Yan Junze trying to get in.

Gu Bai wanted to run over to open the door, but the distance from the bed to the bedroom door was much farther than to the nearby wardrobe. The entity had already entered the bedroom, and if it were to appear, it was most likely to be on the path from the big bed to the door.

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Bai did not move forward.

By now, Lin Meng was ready and immediately aimed the camera in the direction of the bedroom door and the partitioned small kitchen, swiftly taking two shots.

After the photos were taken, the two immediately looked down at the pictures.

The kitchen area looked normal in the photos, and they quickly flipped to the first picture, with both of their pupils constricting as they stared intently at the photo.

In the photo, in the corner behind the bedroom door, a tall, thin man in black clothes stood with his head lowered, his face not visible, standing silently there.

Gu Bai and Lin Meng reflexively looked up, their gaze turning toward the back of the door where nothing could be seen, completely empty.

It would be better if they could see something because what's truly frightening is when your eyes can't see anything at all.

This scene sent Lin Meng into shivers, her body trembling. She raised the SLR camera in her hand, aiming it at the doorway, while the camera screen still displayed the photo she had just taken.

In the photo, the thin man in black clothes stood huddled in the corner behind the door, with his head down, while in the field of vision, there was no one in the corner behind the door.

"Take, another... another... another shot!" Gu Bai stammered, hardly able to speak clearly.

Lin Meng's hands trembled as she pressed the shutter button again.

Both of them simultaneously looked at the newly taken photograph.

In the picture, the back of the man in black clothes was bent forward, like a person who had drunk too much, his limbs seemingly dragged along as he walked, still with his head down.

He had already left the corner behind the door and was walking towards the direction of the big bed.

Lin Meng instantly screamed in fright, while Gu Bai jumped out of bed, grabbed Lin Meng, and the two of them retreated to the front of the wardrobe.

Gu Bai held a mobile phone in his hand, also snapping several quick pictures towards the front, but looking down at his phone, there was nothing there.

He couldn't understand why, but there was no time to think about it anymore.

Lin Meng's slender fingers were shaking so vigorously that she felt she could hardly hold onto the camera.

She hurriedly raised the camera again, aiming it toward the direction of the bedroom door, and pressed the shutter.

Then the couple quickly looked at the photo displayed on the little screen, which showed the thin man in black, his body bent forward, standing at the end of the bed, already completely close to the bedside.

And at that moment, Gu Bai and Lin Meng were standing in front of the wardrobe on this side of the bed.

"Take, take, keep taking pictures, we'll move... towards the door," Gu Bai urged Lin Meng, who couldn't move her legs, as they circled half around the big bed, aiming to get closer to the bedroom door to seize the chance to open it.