But that night, when I was sleeping in a daze on the little wooden bed, I felt a pair of blood-red eyes floating in the air staring at me, just like the bloody eyes I had seen during the day; Grandpa slept on the opposite side of my small wooden bed, if there was really something evil, grandpa would rush over to protect me as soon as possible, and there was a gossip mirror hanging at the door of the room where we slept, at that time I only thought I was sleeping, so I was ready to turn over and continue to sleep, but I couldn't turn over, I thought it was because the cat was sleeping on my lap, I wanted to open my eyes, but found that the eyelids were heavy as if they were held down, no matter how hard I tried to open my eyes, I could only open a slit.

At this time, a cold hand began to touch my face, the hand slid down my face, and finally stopped on my neck, the fingers were slender and slender and long nails, only the thumb and index finger wrapped around my neck and slowly tightened, I felt the sharp nails slowly sinking into my neck, and the cold fingers swept the temperature on my neck; I struggled to sit up, but tears were about to flow out, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, and the cool air spread down my neck and my whole body as if to freeze my blood.

"Meow!" A sharp and piercing voice broke the silence, the strength on my neck suddenly disappeared, I immediately sat up and touched my neck, wow wow crying, the cat did not sleep on my lap but curled up in the corner of the bed and fell asleep lazily.

Because of my crying, my grandfather quarreled, and my grandfather carried me back and forth in the house and coaxed me to sleep, but I didn't have the slightest sleepiness and stared at the house with wide eyes while crying, and there was nothing. It's so clean that even the elves who didn't have the ability in the room before are gone, and there is only one possibility for this situation. That is, there are big people who are much more powerful than them.

"Okay, candle, don't cry, grandpa will open the window for you to ventilate." Grandpa opened the window and walked to the door, kicking the door open, and there was nothing outside the door, only gusts of cold wind swept from the door. Blowing head-on at us.

I was blown by the cold wind, and I shivered unconsciously from the cold, and my eyes were still with tears in my eyes curled up in a ball and curled up in my grandfather's arms. With only a small head and big eyes, he looked at the door with tears in his eyes, the cold wind was blowing one after another, and the forks of the trees in the yard were swaying back and forth to make a 'rustling' sound.

"People are so old that they can't even hear the wrong voice. I thought something dirty was lurking outside the door. There was a false alarm, did the candle not see anything outside the door? Grandpa wiped my tears with his hand and was about to close the door, when suddenly a whirlwind rose out of thin air from among the fruit trees in the yard, swept away the dead leaves and sand on the ground and rushed straight towards me, and slammed open the door that my grandfather was about to close.

Grandpa instinctively lowered his head and closed his eyes, holding me with one hand and protecting my face with the other hand to prevent the sand and gravel leaves in the wind from blowing into my eyes and scratching my face. Grandpa protected me so well that I was still blown to the ground by the wind, but it didn't hurt. When I looked up at my grandfather, my grandfather was still in that posture, and I didn't know what he was protecting in his arms, but I later knew that it was my body, but I thought that my grandfather didn't like it at the time, and ran out of the house and swayed in the yard in a rage.

"Candles, candles! Here, here! "When I got to the kitchen, I heard a small voice calling to me, and I crouched on the ground and saw a spatula and picked it up.

"You're a goblin? Why don't you stay on the floor in the kitchen? "I dangled the spatula back and forth, trying to make it speak again, because I could see the ghosts, and in the spirit class, I could only see the main body, hear the sounds, and not see their transfiguration form, in today's parlance, it is called seeing through the illusion to the essence.

"The kitchen is dark, I'm scared, candles are you hungry? I'll give you a full meal, will you send me back? "I was a little hungry when he said this, so I agreed to send it back to the kitchen, because I was at the door of the kitchen, and I could just push the door open and let it in, but the steps at the door were so high that I couldn't climb up as if they didn't want me to go in.

As I was trying to climb the stairs to eat, next to me was a worn-out iron soup spoon that had been corroded by rust and was about to turn into a colander, leaning against the new broom that my grandfather had bought when he was in the market last month.

"It's rare to see a good little girl like you, and you can send me a useless old thing home cough cough," the old soup spoon made the voice of a sick old man.

"Grandpa Colander, I can only send you here, the steps are too high to go up, and I have to sweep the lobby house tomorrow." The broom makes the childish voice of a little girl.

"What a colander, I'm a soup spoon! I've explained all the way, why don't you believe it! The soup spoon suddenly jumped Lao Gao, slammed the handle of the spoon on the steps fiercely, and muttered to the steps: "My own people." ”

"Grandpa Coland, your feet don't hurt anymore, can you run and jump? Then I'm gone. The broom was about to leave, and the spoon suddenly lay on the ground and coughed violently.

"Ahem, this is almost home, ahem, there are not many kind-hearted little girls now, not to mention that you are still the master's celebrity, how can the golden branches and jade leaves help me this old thing go home, ahem, ahem, ahem, you go, I won't tell anyone else that you knocked me down when you swept the floor." The soup spoon made a sick crying sound, even I felt pitiful when I heard it, I saw that the broom was frightened by it and took a few steps back, and my pity was overflowing, anyway, I want to send the spatula back, there is no problem with multiple soup spoons, maybe it's just a pot of rice, one less broom and share it with me, maybe I can bring a copy back to my grandfather, thinking that I will take the spatula over and prepare to pick up the soup spoon.

"Alas, candle, I know you're kind, but no, each has its own life, don't meddle with it, the steps are low, let's go quickly, it's too late to have food." The spatula stopped me from passing, but the spoon suddenly coughed violently again, "Ahem, you go!" There you go! You go! Ahem, cough cough to death, my useless old thing, I still want to give you a piece of candy to eat! ”

Sugar! As soon as I heard this word, I didn't say a word, picked up the soup spoon and ran to the kitchen, grandpa said that loving sugar is not self-disciplined, only people who are desired, want to control zhì will be particularly fond of something, so it would be good for me to see a small piece of candy for a week, this time I can not be happy to pick up a piece of candy.

But I ran fast, I only climbed two flights faster than me, and when I could touch the kitchen door immediately, the frying spoon didn't even run and threw the broom directly on the kitchen door, the broom handle directly hit the kitchen door, the broom hair was swiped against my face, and the whole broom flew into the kitchen in front of me in my surprise.

"Ahh "Then the broom was silent, and no one around was silent like death; The moonlight shone on the steps of the kitchen door, and no matter how much I looked through the moonlight, I couldn't see what was happening to the broom that had just flown in in the dark kitchen.

It must be a water product (to be continued......)