Since the explosive growth of Xiaoyu's anchor's popularity, it has ushered in a rapid decline in popularity.

More and more doubts overwhelmed Xiaoyu, and the strange events she had experienced before still made her feel creepy. Therefore, Xiaoyu can only barely maintain his popularity and popularity by singing, playing games, and interacting with the audience every day.

Xiaoyu also thought about it, why not continue to play those eye-catching psychic games? When she thought of this method before, Xiaoyu always thought that she was extremely talented, but she didn't expect such a terrible result to occur so soon. Xiaoyu was very jealous, for fear that the same thing would happen again, and every time she thought about it, she would have a chill down her spine.

In addition, Xiaoyu cares more about the old man who always stands downstairs and looks at the window of his house.

It's not been a day or two since this strange and eccentric old man appeared in that position, if it's just once, it must be a coincidence, if it's like this in a row, there must be something wrong.

In the days that followed, Xiaoyu almost felt torture like never before. When she sometimes went out early in the morning, she would go downstairs and see the old man staring straight at her window; Sometimes when I was drying my clothes in my room, I could see the old man staring at me intently; Sometimes when I get together with friends and come home late at night, I can see the old man standing in place. Every time she saw this strange and terrible guy, Xiaoyu couldn't help but get goosebumps, because of fear, Xiaoyu didn't dare to come forward to ask, she had to endure it silently.

Sometimes, Xiaoyu also thought of talking to her friends about this problem, but her friend's disapproval disappointed Xiaoyu, no one believed her, only that she went crazy because of the unreliable psychic game, and didn't want to deal with her.

"Don't be funny, you're too sensitive! Psychic games are all fake, and you know it yourself, why are you even lying to us now? Do you still think of us as friends? ”

"People may be looking for someone else, but you happened to see it! Are you going to be delusional? Hahahaha.....! ”

In this way, the friends made unanimous answers, all rejected Xiaoyu's request, and even spread all kinds of gossip about Xiaoyu in private.

Xiaoyu didn't care about this, she was desperate at this time, her mind was full of the old man who seemed to be standing downstairs forever day and night, Xiaoyu had nightmares for several nights, she dreamed that the old man took advantage of the middle of the night, climbed into her window, with a perverted smile, rushed to Xiaoyu, raised a sharp dagger with cold light, and stabbed herself hard one by one. Fear even surpassed the pain, the crimson blood, the cloudy eyeballs, and the two bears he threw away, all burrowed into Xiaoyu's wounds. Xiaoyu screamed and sat up from the bed, only to realize that it was a dream, she panted and covered her heart that was about to pop out, beads of sweat slid down her forehead, and the darkness around her stared at the poor guy quietly, Xiaoyu looked around nervously and fearfully, she felt frightened and desperate.

Xiaoyu whimpered and cried.

This kind of night lasted several times, Xiaoyu finally couldn't help it, she mustered up the courage and told the story in the live broadcast room, but most of the audience's reactions were unexpected, they didn't believe it, everyone would only think that Xiaoyu was trying to attract their attention, and made up a series of lies.

But there were also some well-meaning viewers who sent comments, which woke up Xiaoyu all of a sudden.

"Why didn't you call the police?"

When Xiaoyu saw this, she slapped her head hard, and stood up as if she realized it, she turned off the live broadcast, turned off the computer, walked quickly to the window, carefully opened the curtains, and saw that the old man was indeed still standing in the original position, Xiaoyu picked up the mobile phone in a panic and quickly, and dialed the alarm phone tremblingly.

However, the result was disappointing for Xiaoyu.

The police investigated the cameras in the community, but found that the area was a dead end, and the cameras could not shoot at all, so the evidence could not be retrieved. Moreover, the old man seemed to have noticed something in those days, and he did not appear. It is impossible for the police to stay there forever guarding the old man, this is an unrealistic problem. So, they regretfully told Xiaoyu about the situation, and said that the old man was in the public area, as long as he did not break the law, all actions were free, and they were helpless. Besides, their investigation may have frightened the old man in the past few days, and he probably won't come back. So, let's leave it at that.

Xiaoyu couldn't do anything, she listened to the police's explanation in a daze, and felt extremely desperate, as if the last straw had been broken, making her fall into the abyss of terror. Xiaoyu nodded distractedly, tears welled up in her eyes, her trembling eyes soaked in tears, she was struggling and shouting, but no one listened, no one knew.

Seeing this, the police left in a huff. Not long after they left, the old man reappeared. Xiaoyu stood in front of the window and looked at him, gasping, the old man was still so strange and weird, he was still expressionless, there was no brilliance in his cloudy eyes, only a blank dead air.

Xiaoyu made a decision that night, no matter what kind of bull ghost and snake god that old man was, he couldn't let him peep at him all the time like this! For some reason, a wave of anger sprung up in Xiao Yu's heart, even exceeding her fear and despair.

Xiaoyu no longer draws the curtains, she pulls the curtains open, which means that she is no longer afraid of the old man, she wants to declare war!

Then, Xiaoyu prepared a fruit knife with a sheath, removed the hollow iron rod from the mop, and put it at the door. All day long, Xiaoyu sang and chatted in the live broadcast room as if nothing had happened, even though her body trembled unconsciously.

Gradually, the sky darkened, and when the complete darkness covered the day, Xiaoyu stood up and moved her body. She didn't turn on the light, only a dim desk lamp shining in front of the computer to make sure the old man couldn't see what she was doing. Xiaoyu drank three glasses of red wine in a row, put the knife in his pocket, copied the wooden stick, and quietly went downstairs.

This time, he finally didn't hit the air, and Xiaoyu hid in the corner and saw the old man who was still staring straight at his window.

Xiao Yu took advantage of his lack of attention, and rushed over with a wooden stick, she screamed loudly as she ran, and when the old man turned his head, Xiao Yu had successfully smashed his head.

But the old man didn't fall, but shakily covered his head, seeing the blood coming out of his head, Xiaoyu was stunned, this is an ordinary person?!

The old man didn't say anything, and he didn't fight back. He covered his head and shook his head, sighed, and then pointed to Xiaoyu's house window and motioned for her to take a look.

Xiaoyu looked at the bedroom window of her house, and she was about to suffocate for a moment.

In her bedroom, a strange man is standing!