Everything is back to normal, Xiao Xiao still maintains the habit of going out early and returning late, and he still has a smile on his face.

In life, there are some small details that we often don't pay much attention to, but they are the deepest hidden source of fear.

You are single, you live alone, every morning when you get up, have you ever paid attention to the position of your bedside mobile phone, water glass, cigarette case, tissue box?

Have you paid attention to it before turning off the lights and going to bed? Now, you're awake, are they still where they should be?

The tissue box, before going to bed last night, it was leaning to the right, half-lying, but now, it is standing up, squarely on your bedside table, what about the phone? The phone was lying next to the tissue box, and before going to bed last night, you remembered that it was still very full, so you threw it there, but now, it has a white charging cable stuck in its butt.

All this, I bet, you must not have noticed, then I also advise you, don't pay too much attention to these, because, many mysteries, at the moment of being revealed, fear, often follow.

When he got home at night, it was dark in the house, and after Xiao Xiao entered the house, he turned on the light, and as soon as he took off his coat, his stomach began to growl, and he went to the kitchen to find food.

The nanny is not at home, she has taken leave to return to her hometown in the past few days, in such a big mansion, Xiao Xiao is the only one, and he feels empty in his heart.

Turning out a bag of quick-frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, he didn't rush to get the pot, but looked at the wine cabinet next to the refrigerator.

Xiao Xiao has a habit, when he eats, he must drink, in fact, he has no alcohol addiction at all, every time he eats, he only drinks a small glass at most.

This habit was developed when he was young, when he was still a small business manager, and his main job every day was to drink with customers.

He is a northerner, how can a northerner eat dumplings without drinking some wine?

He drank foreign wine, high-end foreign wine, which filled his wine cabinet, and on the top of the wine cabinet, there was a silver bottle of Remy Martin, which he had brought back from abroad a few years ago, and tonight, he wanted to try it.

The bottle had been sitting for a little longer, and it was standing alone on the top of the wine cabinet, no one had touched it, and the bottle was covered in dust.

Xiao Xiao stretched out his arm, and was about to get it, he raised his head, looked up from the bottom of his arm, and felt that something was wrong, so he approached and took a closer look.

Suddenly, his heart, the cold hairs all over his body, exploded violently!

On the dusty bottle, there were five clear finger prints!

The bottle was left crooked, but he wanted to drink it last night, but then he answered a phone call, and it was a dinner that could not be shirked, so he went out.

Before leaving, he still looked at it reluctantly, at that time, it was standing upright, but now, why is it crooked?

Someone touched his wine! He couldn't believe it, trembled his hands, took the bottle of Remy Martin, looked at the light, and looked at it carefully.

On the ash bottle, there were five thick finger prints, and he immediately remembered the handprints on the window that day.

In the past few days, there have been no outsiders in his house, and the nanny is not there, and even if the nanny is there, she will not touch his wine.

He thought she was coarse, and never allowed her to wipe the precious wine.

That person, no, that thing, while he's not at home, came again? It floated in through the window and into the kitchen, gently like paper, and reached for his bottle, and snuck a handful!

Xiao was stunned when he laughed, and the bag of dumplings he was carrying in his hand fell to the ground and was scattered everywhere.

Coming out of the kitchen, he began to recall, turning on the lights while recalling, the lights in every bedroom, every bathroom, and storage room were all turned on by him, and he began to look carefully and observe carefully.

He remembers that before going out in the morning, the door of the wardrobe was closed in the guest bedroom, and he closed the door casually after changing himself into a high-end suit.

But now, the door of the wardrobe was wide open, and there were several ties, and at some point, they flew out of it and lay on the floor.

In the study, on the computer desk, there was a thick dictionary of words, he never touched it, the meaning of that thing to Xiao Xiao seemed to be just pretending, but now, it was opened.

Xiao Xiao approached, picked up the dictionary, and turned the page, mainly explaining one word - "I"

The pronunciation of "I", the meaning of "I", the origin and sentence formation of "I". It's all about the word "I".

Soon, he looked at the whole room, and it seemed that everything was normal except for the places mentioned earlier.

In fact, it's not normal, he can't say it clearly, he can't remember a lot of small things at all, he just found that some of the places he remembered were indeed touched.

That night, Xiao Xiao had insomnia, and all night, he was lying on his side on the wide bed, staring out the window.

That thing, that thing, is that thing coming tonight? As he slept, it floated in, gently stirring everything that had anything to do with him, hiding its face so that no one knew its expression.

Twist? Crazy? Or is it poisonous? I don't know, you don't know, Xiao Xiao doesn't know.

Why use "it", because at least one thing, Xiao Xiao can be sure, that is, the things that enter his house should not be people.

How could a person leave such a strange handprint, and, from a window, from a twenty-three-story window, how could a person come in?

In the next few days, Xiao Xiao began to pay attention deliberately, before he went out, he had to check the location of the things in the house, he began to become nervous, even small details such as towels and toilet paper.

Fear, like the night, comes as promised.

Finally, he could be sure that every day, the thing had come, and it seemed to care not to reveal its whereabouts, the mobile phone, the television, the bed, the curtains, the dumbbells in the corner, the things in the house, everything it touched, touched, and left traces of its own presence on it by some mysterious means.

Once, there was a long trail of footprints in his bedroom, no, it must have been handprints, exactly the same as those left on the window at that time, extending from the bedroom door to the bed, stopping and turning, connecting to the floor-to-ceiling window, and finally disappearing out of the glass.

Except for one thing, the pile of money that Xiao Xiao left on the coffee table in the living room, a whole ten thousand yuan, was neatly stacked, and from beginning to end, it didn't even touch it.

That was what Xiao Xiao used to test it, and now, he was ten thousand sure, the purpose of that thing was not for money.

He began to be afraid, he began to feel fear, what was the purpose of that thing? It's not for money, is it for life?

When fear comes, close your eyes.

Xiao Xiao is afraid, everyone is afraid, if you think deeply, you will be afraid.

But at the same time, he was afraid, but also curious, he wanted to see with his own eyes, what was that thing like? What expression does it carry? What the hell is it doing in his house?

So, he went and bought a few cameras, the high-battery kind, and then, he hung one in the corner of each room, and when he went out, he turned them on.

The one in the bedroom, Xiao Xiao was on almost all day, he was afraid, he was afraid that when he fell asleep, the thing would come out from under his bed and stare at him in a daze.

After the camera was installed, the first thing Xiao Xiao did when he went home every day was to play the footage recorded that day on the computer.

On the first day, it didn't come and everything worked fine.

The next day, too, the thing seemed to know he was looking for it, and disappeared in an instant.

On the third day, it was Friday, Xiao Xiao had a business dinner, men and women, eating and singing, tossing until late to come back, he didn't drink much, but his head was still dizzy, as soon as he entered the house, he couldn't wait to go to every room, take out the memory card from the camera, and then play it on his laptop.

Fast forward, fast forward, it was normal at first, and the house was so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

Suddenly, he saw a white shadow floating out of the bedroom, because it was fast-forwarding, Xiao Xiao was a little suspicious, he was wrong.

He carefully manipulated the mouse, falling back little by little, and this time, he saw clearly, and then his head boomed!

His face staring at the computer screen, from calm, to shock, and finally to distortion, changed several times one after another, and cold sweat began to flow down his forehead little by little along the cold hairs that exploded.

He saw the most terrifying scene he had ever seen in his life.

In the picture, under the double bed in the master bedroom, a white thing, slowly drilled out of the bed, slowly, slowly, it came out.

It was a little old man with white hair and a white beard, and even the clothes he wore were white, pure white, with a white long-sleeved shirt and long white trousers, which were longer than his legs, and his feet were tightly covered. The little old man was very short, too short, so that he was less than 1.5 meters by sight.

How old is this old man? Xiao Xiao couldn't see that his white hair was not long, but it was very dense, denser than that of a young man.

After getting out of bed, he began to walk around the house, circle after circle, and from the angle of the camera, it happened that his face could not be seen, and he did not know what his expression was.

After walking around the bedroom more than a dozen times, the little old man stopped and climbed directly onto Xiao Xiao's bed!

He began to jump on the bed, his body jumped straight up, it was so weird, Xiao Xiao began to think that this little old man was a madman, a madman who escaped from the madhouse, because he was wearing a set of white clothes that had no patterns and pleats at all, Xiao Xiao

I've only seen it in horror movies.

In a haunted madhouse, a madman would wear it like that.

But the next scene made him completely overturn this idea.

It didn't take long for the old man to jump off the bed and start walking out of the bedroom, Xiao Xiao hurriedly changed the card, the camera in the living room showed that the old man was stunned and walked in the direction of the kitchen, he walked very fast, his body was a little tilted, and his arm was also very unnatural, when he stepped on his left foot, he threw his left arm, and his right foot was his right arm.

The more Xiao Xiao looked, the more he felt that something was wrong, the little old man walked like a puppet, although the speed was fast, but the movements were not harmonious at all, and even a little reluctant.

The picture switches again, after the little old man enters the kitchen, he starts a cabinet, a cabinet opens, he is looking for something, what is he looking for?

The first thing he opened was the refrigerator, and he closed it halfway open, and then he came to the cupboards, opening them one by one, each one only a little open, and then closed directly.

Xiao Xiao's kitchen is very large, and there are a lot of cabinets, but the old man is not impatient at all, he looks for the cabinets one by one, patiently searches, the dishes and chopsticks in the cabinets, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, rice noodles, he has found them, but these are not what he wants.

Soon, he found it! On the last set of cabinets, there was a white drawer, and when it was opened, the little old man stopped moving.

His position at the time happened to be facing away from the camera, and Xiao Xiao still couldn't see his face, his expression.

All he remembered was that there was only one thing in that drawer.

Knife!

All kinds of knives! There are seven or eight types of imported knives brought back from abroad, and then there are fruit knives and boning knives......

Xiao Xiao doesn't like to use knife holders, he always thinks that hiding knives in drawers makes the kitchen look neater and cleaner.

So now, this weird little old man who sneaked into his house, he opened Xiao Xiao's knife cabinet, what did he want to do?

In the picture, he was standing there, his head down, staring into the drawer, looking at it for a long time, he made a move, he reached out and took out a sharp meat cleaver from it, put it in front of his face and kept rubbing it.

From the back, he seems to be trying with his own face! What to try? Test the sharpness of the knife!

This idea is a bit crazy, whether it is a normal person or a crazy person, as long as it is a human being, I am afraid that I will not and do not want to do it, but on the picture at that time, the little old man in white seems to be doing it!

Keep watching, the most incredible scene happened.

That sharp knife, the sharp knife that rubbed back and forth on the little old man's face before, was actually swallowed directly by him in his mouth!

Seeing this scene, Xiao Xiao was like an electric shock, and almost screamed out.

Looking out from the door of the study, the whole room was bright, and the air conditioner on the wall was humming, blowing warm hot air.

This is the south, the winter in the south, the temperature is not very low, but the south is wet, wet and cold, completely different from the dry cold in the north, the cold in the south can be cold to the cracks of people's bones.

It's too cold, you can't do it without turning on the air conditioner, Xiao Xiao's house alone has seven or eight air conditioners, almost every room has them, and now they are all on, they are hula-la, bringing some life to this empty room.

But Xiao Xiao still felt cold, biting cold, his eyes moved away from the computer screen, followed the light of the outhouse and looked out, finally, he stood up, locked the door of the study, and returned to the computer desk, only to feel a little more grounded in his heart.

Continue to watch, after the little old man swallowed the first knife, the action did not stop, he quickly grabbed another handful, as before, first rubbed back and forth on his face, and only swallowed it in his stomach when he was satisfied.

The picture was too weird, Xiao Xiao had an impulse, the urge to close the notebook, the impulse only appeared for a second, and he was suppressed, he was terrified, but curiosity drove him to continue reading.

First, second...... A total of six knives were stuffed into his stomach by the little old man.

In the process, there was an unsharpened fruit knife, rubbed a few times on his face, and then it was put back in the drawer.

Xiao Xiao's conjecture was correct, this little old man, he was choosing, he only picked the sharpest knives and swallowed them in his mouth.

Before swallowing, each knife will be rubbed on his face first, he is testing their sharpness, yes, but a blade is not sharp, you can know it at a glance, and if you can't do it, touch it with your hand, can't you feel it?

Why do you want to try it on your own face? The more Xiao Xiao thought about it, the more he felt chills all over his body.

And, the main thing, six knives! The shortest one is as long as the palm of your hand! Let's not talk about whether it will hurt you if you swallow it, just because of the little old man's short stature, a knife into his stomach will burst his stomach, how did he hold these knives in his stomach?

This little old man is not human, absolutely not! Xiao Xiao thought he was a madman before, crazy people are easy to deal with, just find the police, not a person, so what should I do? Who did he ask for help?

He admired himself a little, and he was able to insist on seeing that now, ordinary timid people may have escaped from home a long time ago, or find a place to hide first, and then call the police and call friends for reinforcements.

He didn't go anywhere, he locked himself in the study, and he must get to the bottom of it today!

Whatever that thing is! This is his home!

The picture continued to play this, and after the little old man swallowed six knives, he began to walk back, and the moment it turned around, Xiao Xiao saw its face.

A beard as white as snow! It was too far away, and the details on its face looked blurry, and it couldn't see anything except the knife marks.

It walked on, out of the kitchen, staggered back to the bedroom, and then shrank under the bed like a blank sheet of paper.

Next, the picture began to calm down, just like a calm oil painting, no matter how you look at it, how you look at it from a different angle, it is all the same.

Xiao Xiao leaned his back heavily on the sofa chair, his face was blue and twisted, like a piece of waste paper that had been crumpled into a ball, he was thinking, he was thinking, and his body kept shaking while he was thinking.

What now?

Looking back at the window, it was dark, pitch black, the night was completely pulled down, and when I turned around, there was a bright, neat, dark high-end floor in the study, and the whole row of bookshelves was full of all kinds of famous books, and there was a word and painting hanging on the wall, which was written by someone he entrusted with a lot of money.

Four words: "Pengcheng Wanli", the background is a black eagle, the same as the little old man, looking from a distance, blurring his face.

Everything is fine, but somewhere, it always feels wrong? Did he miss something? Is there anything that hasn't been taken into account?

Xiao Xiao buried his head in his chest and frowned, his mind was too chaotic, fear, doubt, helplessness, all kinds of emotions were flooded, and his brain was now mushy.

The dial on the wall is ticking, and it is now: 21:44.

That's right! Time! When he watched the video, he missed the most important thing! Time! Xiao Xiao reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, reopened the picture, backwards, backwards.

When the little old man crawled out from under the bed, the picture showed that it was 10:04 a.m., that is, he had just left the door with his front feet, and then it appeared.

So, when did it, this thing, get into the house, and when did it get into his bed?

Xiao Xiao found the cassette of the bedroom camera, which was on almost 24 hours a day, recording everything that happened when he slept at night.

Bringing up last night's picture, Xiao smiled a little and cautiously fast-forwarded.

At 23:17, he got under the covers.

At 24:27, the picture was gloomy like a pool of stagnant water, he was crawling on his back on the bed, snoring, he was a person who could fall asleep immediately next to the bed.

At 1:39 a.m., everything was normal.

The screen continues to fast-forward at a one-bar rate: 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 o'clock, until 4:44 o'clock.

Outside the window, there seems to be something floating, stop fast forward, continue to look, it's the little old man! It stood on the countertop outside the window, with a gloomy face, sticking to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring through the glass, staring at the sleeping Xiao Xiao.

Then, the most horrific scene occurred, its body began to shrink until it was like a thin piece of paper, and then it was forced through the crack in the window.

After coming in, its body slowly returned to its original state, this picture is too illusory, too weird, it can only be seen in the movie, and now, Xiao Xiao saw it, and he began to feel something, pinching his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.

It came in, it just squeezed in through the closed floor-to-ceiling window, and when it came in, it just stood in front of Xiao Xiao's bed, staring at him.

At that time, outside the window, something was flashing, a bit like the light of a flashlight, and like lightning, looking down from the sky, under the black night, the city was lit up with lights.

It's past 4 a.m., what are you doing? You're sleeping, me? I'm also sleeping.

But there are some things, they don't sleep, they never know how to rest, they just appear by your bed when you're asleep, and they stare at you.

The thing was standing at the head of the bed, looking at Xiao Xiao who was asleep, it stretched out its hand and put it in its mouth, it was pulling something out of its mouth.

The picture is still too dark, but Xiao Xiao finally saw it clearly this time, and saw its hands clearly, full of white and miserable hair! The fingers are black and thick, and they are not human hands!

Soon, the thing came out of its mouth, it was a small silver spoon, I don't know when it swallowed it, now, after it took the small spoon out of its mouth, it held it in its hand, and used the spoon to face Xiao Xiao's body, and stroked it down!

This thing behaves a bit like some kind of animal, using tools like humans, and there is a kind of gorilla in Africa that uses branches to dig out honey hidden in the cracks of the stones, and now, it's, the little old man, it's also using it, not honey.

It's here to take Xiao Xiao's life!

It swallowed the murder weapon into its stomach and then spit it out when he was asleep...... Kill him in his sleep without a word!

Obviously, it had chosen the wrong tool before, and it was difficult to kill people with a small aluminum spoon.

At this time, the cold sweat on Xiao Xiao's head began to flow down densely, and he began to recall that in his sleep last night, there seemed to be a feeling that someone was stabbing him with something.

He remembered that in his sleep, he was standing on a subway full of passengers, crowded with people, people sticking to people, Xiao Xiao stood behind a person, using something to point his back, a little bit, he could feel irritable in his dream, and wanted to turn his head to look, but the carriage was crowded like a large piece of tight canned luncheon meat, which couldn't allow him to move.

The gray picture on the screen continued to move, it was in the shadow in front of the bed, holding a small spoon in its hand, and scratched Xiao Xiao's body for a while, and after seeing that it had no effect, it stopped, and the spoon was slowly swallowed back into its stomach.

Then, it began to bend at the waist, slowly bending, and then retracted under the bed. One night, all night, it was hidden under his bed!

Imagine that there is a thing hidden under your bed after you are asleep, its face, facing your back through the bed board, the expression of its face is distorted by resentment and madness, imagine that picture.

Before going to bed, check the bottom of the bed, just take a look, don't look too much.

After the thing got under the bed, there was no movement, fast forward, fast forward, until dawn, Xiao Xiao got up, dressed, washed, and went out, and it came out again.

After that, the scene repeated, it went to the kitchen, stuffed six knives in its stomach, and then returned to under the bed.

In other words, that thing is still hidden in this room, in the master bedroom!

It's so close to him! Only a thin wooden door is separated!

Thinking of this, Xiao Xiao's hair was about to stand on end, he grabbed his mobile phone and dialed a number, which was his assistant's number.

"Hello? Mr. Xiao ...... "The assistant's voice on the other end of the phone was soft, obviously he had just been woken up from his sleep.

"Listen well, listen carefully, you will bring 10 people to my house immediately!" Xiao Xiao already felt uneasy, extreme uneasiness mixed with fear, these emotions, like dense ants, kept scratching in his heart, he couldn't help it, this unknown fear would drive him crazy, he didn't want to stay in the same room with that thing for a second, he had to call for reinforcements.

"Mr. Xiao, it's so late, you can ...... early tomorrow morning"

"Within 5 minutes, bring someone to my house, or don't let me see you again!"

Gasping for breath and putting down the phone, Xiao Xiao felt a little more steady, he opened the drawer under the desk and began to look for them one by one, he still has to wait for at least 5 minutes, during this time, he needs at least one guy to defend himself.

"Da! Da! Da! At that moment, outside the study, there was a sound of slow footsteps, which did not sound like a human being, but a bit like the sound of some kind of feline rubbing against the hard wooden floor with its paws.

"Da! Da ......" footsteps came from the bedroom, in the empty room, down to the ground, into Xiao Xiao's ears, from the ears to his heart, closer and closer, closer and closer, the footsteps stopped in front of the closed study door.

The night outside was deeper and quieter, and in the study, Xiao Xiao's heart was grabbed by something, he stared straight at the door of the study, the beads of sweat on his face, rattling, crossed his bloodshot eyes, and he couldn't care about wiping it.

Here it comes.

……

Switch the angle of view to the dirt side of the loop.

When the phone was handed to Lu Tu's hand, it was still early, at that time, he was drinking tea and chatting with several Guangdong bosses, the phone was answered by an apprentice, and he was connected, probably asked the reason, and handed it over to Lu Tu.

Lu Tu helped the pitch-black sunglasses, put down the teacup, and said "hey" to the phone.

"Hello Master Lu! I'm Xiao Xiao. The voice of a middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was hoarse and deep, as if he had just cried.