Song Yao woke up at dusk, and she just had a dream, a terrible dream. In her dream, she saw Xiao Kezi standing by the railing of Guangjuxuan, leaning over and smiling at herself.

He said: "Sister Xiaoyao, this oil is freshly refined, and it is made of fine goat's milk, and it is not expensive to charge you two dollars, so don't bargain with me." ”

Xiao Kezi's smile was as simple as when he was alive, so white that it was like a white greasy grease that had trickled down from a wooden barrel and had already flowed to his feet. But Song Yao was very scared, because she saw the sharp eyes behind his shoulders.

The pair of eyes were nailed to Xiao Kezi's back, as if they wanted to poke a hole in it.

"Be careful......

She shouted at Xiao Kezi, her voice stayed softly on the tip of her tongue, as if she was blocked by something, and she couldn't get out.

But at this moment, she saw Xiao Kezi's feet slip, and the whole person flew towards her, and his body passed through hers, bringing a cold touch, as if a bucket of ice water was poured from her head.

She spun around to grab him, but pounced. He fell headlong, and the oil drum and his head hit the ground at the same time, and he was torn apart by the hard stone road, and the brain and ghee mixed together, and smeared a large mark of death on the ground.

"Ahh Song Yao screamed, her heartstrings trembling, so fast that it seemed to break open in the next moment.

There was a dignified laughter behind her, Song Yao turned her head, and she saw that the man's hand was still held flat and not put down, and there was still Xiao Kezi's body temperature on his palm.

"It's you, I know it's you."

She shouted at him, but her throat seemed to be choked by a piece of cotton, and the sound was nothing more than a low moan.

The man smiled, but his eyes were cold, without a trace of warmth, and his eyes were like two poisonous snakes spitting letters.

Song Yao finally screamed, her eyes widened suddenly, she sat up from the bed, and after a few rough breaths, she realized that the cold sweat falling down her spine had wet her close-fitting middle coat.

It's a dream, right?

She rubbed her arms, forcing herself not to recall the terrible scene in her dream, but she still couldn't calm down. The man's cold gaze seemed to be engraved into her mind, it was like a swamp, trapping her in it, she couldn't escape, she could only indulge little by little.

Song Yao covered her head, shook it a few times, and said silently in her heart: "Don't think about it, please don't think about it, you will go crazy if you continue like this." ”

However, another voice followed: why did he kill Xiao Kezi? He has only been here for a few days, what can he do with this young man who sells oil? She even felt that he didn't recognize Xiao Kezi at all, because when he was buying oil that day, he also passed by the door, and there was no communication between the two, nothing.

I have to say that there is any connection, that is, she recognizes Xiao Kezi, and he recognizes her......

Song Yao felt that her head was starting to hurt, crazy, she was really going crazy, what kind of connection is this? Could it be that because she said a few words to Xiao Kezi, he was going to kill someone?

Thinking of this, Song Yao suddenly felt a little funny: What is she doing? He just happened to appear at the scene, even if he hated him no matter how much he hated him, he couldn't be determined that he was the murderer of Xiao Kezi just because of a dream, right?

She rolled over and got out of bed, bent down and scooped some water from the basin and slapped it on her face, trying to calm herself. The cold water against her burning skin seemed to have an effect, and she felt a little soothed, so she straightened up and pulled her veil. But the moment the handkerchief was torn off the noodle frame, Song Yao felt that her heart was beating violently again, and she wanted to break through her chest and jump out.

She saw a hole, the size of a thumb, hidden in the wall behind the veil, like a dark eye.

Song Yao seemed to be enchanted, she couldn't move, she couldn't think, she couldn't shout, she could only stare at the hole, her feet seemed to be rooted, glued, and she couldn't escape for half a minute.

Suddenly, she saw something withdraw from the cave, and a faint white light came out of the hole, no longer as black as ink. She suddenly understood that someone had indeed put their eyes on the hole and peeked into her room.

Song Yao slowly reached up and covered her chest, although she was wearing a thin middle coat, she felt that she was being seen through. Now, the fear that had been lingering in her heart was suddenly gone, and she felt like a fire had accumulated in her heart, a fire that could burst out at any time to bite people.

She put on her clothes as fast as she could in her life, pushed open the door and walked out, straight past her brother and sister-in-law who were squatting in the yard to choose vegetables, and ran out of the courtyard door towards the yard of the neighbor's house.

Their inquiries rang out behind her, but she ignored them.

She knocked on the door and waited with her hands in her arms, the flame in her heart burning brighter and hotter. The moment the man opened the door, she rushed in without looking at him, walked quickly into the study that was separated from her room by the wall, and pushed all the books on the bookcase against the wall to the ground.

The hole in the wall was revealed, Song Yao sneered, looked back at the man who had just stepped into the room, and pointed to the wall, "Young Master Qiu, do you read a book or something else when you face this wall every day?" ”

The man's face was as calm as he had been in Guangjuxuan that day, and he smiled at Song Yao and made an innocent expression, "I don't quite understand what you mean. ”

Song Yao raised her eyebrows, "You still want to deny it, this hole didn't exist before, and you have it after you moved here, I'll go and call my brother and sister-in-law to see what else you can say." ”

Her words seemed to be heard by Song Huan and his wife, because their figures happened to appear at the gate of the courtyard, and when they saw her, they hurriedly walked in.

"Xiao Yao, what are you doing at Gongzi Qiu's house?" Song Huan first scolded her with a straight face, then changed to a somewhat flattering smile, turned to the man, and said softly, "My sister has always been straightforward, I didn't embarrass you, right?" ”

Hearing him say this, Song Yao was angry, "Brother, he peeked at me, look at this hole in the wall, there was no ...... before"

"I didn't know there was such a hole in the wall, and the house was cleaned up by the next man, and the hole was blocked by a stack of books when I came. These days, I'm busy packing up my new house, and I don't bother to read, so I don't know. The man explained to Song Huan with a little apology, and continued, "I'm going to order them to plug the hole and disturb Miss Song, I'm really sorry." ”

He said a sentence politely, and his words were convincing, but Song Yao blushed urgently, "You are talking nonsense, this hole is clearly more than in the past few days, and there was no one at all before." ”