He was hit in the back with a brick, leaving a mark. Xia Ming also knocked the two little yellow ones to the ground fiercely, but what scared him the most wasn't here.,"This is really weird, I actually heard someone talking to me in my head What's going on Did I just encounter a paranormal event" Xia Ming lay on the sofa, mumbling to himself staring at the ceiling.,Xiaoming's fists were pummeling wildly, his face pale as a sheet, his lips quivering. He had just finished showering, and in that instant, he broke out in a cold sweat. The sweat trickled down his forehead.。