Kirton couldn't suppress the horror in his heart, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do. 【. After a few moments, he forced himself to calm down, and thought that he should inquire about the origin of these fish, so he quickly sat down on the couch, grabbed the phone, and dialed his father's number, which he knew, that the ornamental fish in the family's fish tank had always been bought by his father.

The phone rang a few times, and the other party answered: "Hey? ”

"Dad!" Kirton asked anxiously, "I'm asking you something!" When did the four "colored" fish in the fish tank come in? ”

"Kirton—what did you say? What are the four "colored" fish? ”

"The glass fish tank in the living room of the house! There are four colors of fish inside: white, red, blue, and yellow! When did these fish come back and put them in the tank? ”

The other side of the phone thought for a while and said, "Oh, you mean those colorful ornamental fish—aren't they already in the fish tank?" It's not just today. ”

Kirton was incredulous: "What? It's been in there for a long time? So why didn't I notice it before? ”

"How do I know this? You haven't looked at it before, have you? What's wrong, Kirton, what's wrong with those fish? ”

"No......" Kirton didn't know how to say, "Dad, can you be sure that there are always white, red, blue, and yellow fish in the fish tank?" ”

"Kirton, I'm seeing a patient right now. I'll come back to study aquarium fish when I get home, okay? I don't have time to chat right now - I'll talk about that tomorrow. Dad hung up.

"Hey, hey?" Kirton heard a busy tone coming from the receiver of the phone, and put down the phone in frustration and exasperation.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, he grabbed the phone again, planning to talk to Lu Hua about this strange and inexplicable strange thing.

After the phone was connected, it was not Lu Hua who answered the phone, but his mother. Kirton tried his best to pretend that it was okay, and asked in a relaxed tone: "Auntie, I'm Kirton, is Lu Hua here?" ”

"Oh, Kirton—Lu Hua is here, but he's asleep."

Kirton looked at the table below and asked in surprise, "It's only a quarter past nine, and he went to sleep?" ”

"Yes, Lu Hua said that he was a little tired today and wanted to go to bed early - Kirton, do you have anything important to ask him?"

"Ah...... No, no, it doesn't matter, I'll look for him tomorrow. Excuse me, Auntie, goodbye. ”

"Okay, goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, Kirton sighed in frustration and leaned back on the couch. After a while, he straightened up and wanted to call Sean's cell phone and tell him about it, but he hesitated and thought it was better to forget it - he could guess that Sean would think it was just a coincidence after hearing it. After all, the ornamental fish in the fish tank at home are not the same as in the story, and they are not a strange thing - it's just that it is a little strange to relate to what happened yesterday......

Kirton pondered for a moment and decided not to dwell on the matter any longer. Let's wait until tomorrow when everyone gets together. He got up from the couch and walked towards the bathroom.

As he passed by the fish tank, Kirton involuntarily looked over again. This time, he noticed that the four fish were all facing in his direction, and the eyes of the four fish seemed to be staring at him in a daze—they looked like the eyes of four pairs.

Kirton stared at a few fish for a while, and felt a chill run down his back. He shuddered, not daring to stare any further, and turned to walk through the dining room and into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Kirton walked out in a pair of shorts, turned off the light in the living room, and went straight into his room. He was afraid that the little Pekingese dog would disturb him, so he closed the door and let the dog play in the living room and kitchen by himself.

Kirton grabbed a magazine on the bedside table and half-lay on the bed reading. After a while, sleepiness came over him. He yawned several times, rubbed his eyes, closed the book, lay down, closed his eyes and slept.

I don't know how long it took, and in a daze, Kirton heard a voice next to him. The voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded indistinct, whispering softly around him:

"Come with me...... Follow me......"

Kirton's consciousness was in a semi-conscious state at this time. Naturally, he thought he was in a dream, for he not only heard the voice spoken, but also saw the "man" standing in front of him—except that the man had eyes as big as brass bells, trumpet-like nostrils, and a body as tall as a mountain, fierce and ugly, like a devil. At this moment, he beckoned to himself and called to follow him. In his dream, Kirton stood up obediently and followed him like a demon to an unknown place. But before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly saw a crack in the wall in front of him, and out came a beautiful young girl, holding a staff in her hand, walking slowly towards him......

Kirton roams in a "mysterious" dream. Suddenly, he heard a very incongruous sound—a terrible barking of dogs. The shrill noise dragged him back from his dream back to reality. The tall devil and the young girl disappeared in an instant, and he opened his eyes with him. Kirton looked around in a trance, convinced that he had woken up from a dream—that his surroundings were his own room that he knew all too well. But after a few seconds, Kirton suddenly realized that he was not sleeping on the bed, but standing at the door of the room! Moreover, the door of the room that he had closed just now has been opened!

Oh my God, what's going on? Am I sleepwalking? Kirton wondered—or was it that just following that "man" wasn't something that happened in a dream?

In his doubts, Kirton remembered the barking he had heard before, which was undoubtedly the barking of the little Pekingese. It was the barking that had awakened him from his dream, otherwise—Cotton's stunned thought—where would he be sleepwalking?

"Jingba!" Kirton called out to the living room, "Where are you?" Come here! ”

There was no response—Kirton was even more suspicious. He had just heard that there was something strange about the barking of the little Pekingese dog, not the usual cheerful barking, but a rapid bark mixed with fear and panic. Kirton's heart tightened - could it be that Jingba found something, right?

This thought made him feel "Mao" terrified - he was the only one in the family, what would Jingba find?

Ratton swallowed, walked to the wall, grabbed a baseball bat he had collected, plucked up the courage to go into the living room, and turned on the overhead light switch on the wall—there was no Jingba in the living room.

"Jingba, come out quickly...... Where are you hiding? Kirton shouted again, his voice shaking.

The dog still didn't get out. Kirton had to cautiously and tentatively walk in the direction of the bathroom—the doors to his parents' room and study were closed, and Pekingba could only be in the kitchen or bathroom.

Walking to the kitchen door, Kirton looked at the floor by the light of the living room, and vaguely saw that Jingba seemed to be lying on the ground. He shouted, "Jingba? "The dog didn't move. Kirton turned on the light switch on the wall, and then looked intently—

This look made the cold "hair" of Corton's whole body stand up in an instant, and the blood "liquid" also gushes straight to his head - the little Pekingese dog is lying sideways in a pool of blood, and he has lost his breath! What made Corton even more horrified was that the entire body of the Pekingese dog was disemboweled, and the intestines and stomachs were taken out, and the death was extremely miserable, which made people unbearable.

It was as if there had been some kind of explosion in Kirton's head, and the "chaos" buzzed into a buzz, and his whole body felt chills. He stared at him in horror for a few seconds, and immediately reacted to a terrifying fact-

Someone came into the house!

He turned his head in horror, his face turned pale, and then he quickly rushed out of the kitchen, ran towards his room desperately, locked the door as soon as he entered the house, and then took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed the police.

"Hey, the Public Security Bureau? I have gangsters in my house...... He killed my dog, maybe it's still there! Come here! Kirton's heart was pounding, and he shouted nervously and panickedly, "The address is ......."

Hanging up the phone, Kirton was still anxiously walking back and forth in the room, while keeping an alert eye on the door, his baseball bat in his hand, not daring to be careless. At this time, he remembered that he should call his parents, so he immediately took out his mobile phone again and called his mother.

As soon as the other party picked up the phone, Kirton shouted hoarsely, "Mom...... Something happened at home! ”