From that day on, Jiao Xiaotian felt that there was some ghost messing around him, breaking his originally peaceful life and disturbing his peace.

The main thing is that the other party comes and goes without a trace, like an invisible demon.

As a single dog, Jiao Xiaotian basically paid all his attention to his figures, so the finished figures on the bookcase were carefully placed by him, and they were almost not touched except for wiping dust and dusting after they were placed.

However, recently, those figures seem to have come to life, and they have begun to learn to "hang out".

Seeing that the blue fat man Doraemon ran from the second grid to the third square, standing with Bikachu, still close to each other, Jiao Xiaotian couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "Are you a fat man's family?"

Looking at Hatsune Miku V3 running from the fourth grid to the windowsill, and also made a movement of spreading his wings and flying, Jiao Xiaotian couldn't settle down, he quickly picked it up from the windowsill and put it back in its place.

"Are you going to kill yourself by jumping off a building, or are you going to spread your wings? It seems that I can't listen to that one higher anymore lately. Jiao Xiaotian said helplessly.

Regarding the sudden "movement" of the figures, Jiao Xiaotian naturally does not think that these figures have become demons, even if the objects are to become demons, it will take hundreds of thousands of years, not a few days or dozens of days.

The first thing he suspected was that there were other monsters or ghosts attached to these figures, so the figures would be controlled by them and seemed to have life.

"There's no other smell!" Jiao Xiaotian sniffed the figures on the bookcase one by one, and then took a magnifying glass to examine them carefully.

There is no taste other than the plastic and oil paint, and the spicy taste of chili pepper.

Of course, the spicy taste of the chili pepper comes from me.

In the past, the first thing Jiao Xiaotian did after getting up every day was to go to the toilet and then wash, but now, the first thing he does after getting up every day is to go to the studio to check those figurines to see if they are going to visit again.

Of course, those figurines never disappointed him, and they could bring him different "surprises" every day.

In addition to the change in position, even the movement will also change, and it seems that those figures are no longer satisfied with standing there in a daze, but have learned to concave and even dance.

Watching Madoka Kame's transformation from a cold goddess to a square dancing aunt, Huke Saber thrust the holy sword into his stomach, the stationery on the battlefield Kuro Yi was removed and scattered on the workbench, and the lamp in Nishikino Maki's hand was taken down and hung on Nami's arm......

Jiao Xiaotian felt a pain in the chrysanthemum, and spit out a mouthful of chili water.

I don't know who is playing a prank, tossing his figure every day, Jiao Xiaotian has no choice, he invited a locksmith to come and install a lock on the bookcase, or a fingerprint lock.

After trying it several times with his fingerprint, Jiao Xiaotian could finally rest assured.

No matter how good the other party is, you can't steal your fingerprints unless you cut off your thumb.

Thinking of this, Jiao Xiaotian craned his neck and looked around, holding his two thumbs tightly in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, a green light suddenly flashed at the foot of the wall under the windowsill, but the green light was faint and immediately dispersed.

After installing the fingerprint lock, the figure in the bookcase lost its "life", and there was no more to make Jiao Xiaotian fall through his glasses.

Two days later, except for the fact that his sense of smell had not fully recovered, Jiao Xiaotian's cold was basically cured.

At this time, he received a new order to make a Mikasa figure.

"I'm going to fly... No, I can't sing this song," Jiao Xiaotian paused and began to hum again, "Hot girl, hot girl..."

While humming a song, he opened the drawer of the workbench and prepared to take out the figurine-making tools.

"Huh..."

After opening the drawer, Jiao Xiaotian found that all the figurine-making tools in the drawer were gone, replaced by oil paint.

Looking at the neatly arranged oil paints, Jiao Xiaotian trembled his hands and opened the drawer where the oil paint was originally placed.

"Sure enough!"

In the drawer where the oil paint was originally stored, a pile of figurine-making tools was neatly placed.

The contents of the two drawers were swapped.

Jiao Xiaotian frowned, opened several other drawers, and found that all the things in them had been changed, but the things did not fall, and even the position of the place had not changed, as if the entire drawer had been exchanged.

"Who is so boring

Jiao Xiaotian complained as he changed the drawer back.

He has been observing for the past few days, wondering who the guy who is playing pranks behind the scenes, but there is not even a shadow of mice and cockroaches in the house except for himself.

In addition, his sense of smell has not fully recovered, let alone a suspicious smell.

In desperation, in order not to affect his work efficiency, Jiao Xiaotian invited the locksmith master again and installed fingerprint locks on all the drawers of the workbench.

"Boom, it's so expensive!"

After paying the money, looking at the invoice in his hand, Jiao Xiaotian felt that the pair of Deadpool figures he had sold before had been made for nothing.

In order to make up for this loss, Jiao Xiaotian received a few more urgent orders and began to work day and night.

After rubbing his sour eyes, putting the semi-finished products in the drawer and locking them, Jiao Xiaotian was ready to wash and rest.

may be too tired, Jiao Xiaotian fell asleep after lying down, and snored from time to time.

"Snorr..."

With a burst of shouts, streams of chili water spurted out of his mouth, like red flames, with a spicy smell, overflowing the entire room.

"Twitter..."

The moonlight shone in through the gap in the curtains, illuminating a few green balls on the side of the pillow, like green fireflies, flickering and swaying beside Jiao Xiaotian.

Those green fireflies jumped to Jiao Xiaotian's ears and made a small sound, like the chirping of insects.

"Tsk!"

"Twitter!"

They seemed to be communicating with each other, and they seemed to be telling Jiao Xiaotian something.

Jiao Xiaotian frowned, turned over, and covered his head with the quilt, isolated from the small voice.

"Mouse!"

Jiao Xiaotian turned over and sat up, his face full of horror.

"It turned out to be a dream..."

Wiping the fine sweat on his forehead, Jiao Xiaotian looked out the window and found that it was not yet dawn.

However, he was completely sleepy, so he simply got up and continued to finish the figure.

While making the Mikasa figure, while thinking back to the nightmare he had last night, Jiao Xiaotian's hair stood on end again, and his back was inexplicably cold.

Last night, he always felt that there was a "chirping" sound in his ears, at first, he thought it was a mosquito flying, but when he listened to it, he felt that the sound was like a rat.

As a Chaotian pepper, he was most afraid of rats in his life, so he didn't dare to open his eyes, but hid himself in the bed.

When he fell asleep again, he dreamed that he had turned back into Chaotian Pepper, and was hung on the windowsill along with the other Chaotian Peppers.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "chirping" from far and near, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was a group of green rats running towards him, and their mouths were still open, revealing Bai Sensen's fangs.

Jiao Xiaotian was so frightened that he wanted to quickly transform in order to break free and escape from the attack of rats.

However, no matter how anxious and scared he was, he just couldn't transform, and he still maintained the appearance of Chaotian Jiao, and was hung there.

Seeing that the group of green rats was about to jump on the windowsill, and opened their sharp mouths and bit at him, Jiao Xiaotian was frightened, and then woke up from the nightmare.

"Is the green rat mutated?"

Thinking of this, Jiao Xiaotian stopped what he was doing, put the figure and tools aside, took out his notebook, and checked the incident of the mouse mutation.

After checking a few pages, I was so frightened by those disgusting and horrible rat infestations that I closed my notebook.

Rubbing his twitching temples, Jiao Xiaotian got up and went out.

"Bang!"

The moment the door was closed, the moss that had been motionless in the corner of the wall suddenly moved, flashing with a green shimmer, and quickly crawled towards Jiao Xiaotian's workbench...

When Jiao Xiaotian came back, he had an extra shopping bag in his hand.

As soon as he put the shopping bag on the coffee table in the living room, Jiao Xiaotian took out the rat trap and rat poison he bought from the grocery store.

In the living room, kitchen, bedroom, and studio, a rat trap was placed, and then the rat poison was poured on the rat trap, and with a guilty feeling, he silently recited "Amitabha" in his heart, and returned to the studio to continue to complete the previous work.

"it!"

When he saw that the semi-finished Mikasa that was originally placed on the workbench was assembled into a disfigured version of Mikasa, Jiao Xiaotian couldn't help but burst into a rude sentence.

The semi-finished Mikasa has only made the various parts and has not yet been colored, but now this disfigured version of Mikasa is not only assembled, but also colored

The position of the hands and feet is reversed, and the colors are also smeared, as if they fell into a dyeing vat and were dyed colorful.

Jiao Xiaotian clenched his fists, retracted the sentence "Amitabha" in his heart, grabbed the disfigured version of Mikasa, and threw it into the garbage basket.

"Twitter!"

The moment the disfigured version of Mikasa was thrown into the garbage basket, a green light flashed, accompanied by a short small cracking sound.

Jiao Xiaotian immediately looked for a sound and turned around, but found that there was nothing behind him.

"It must be a mouse, or a rat spirit!" Jiao Xiaotian said fiercely.

At the thought of being in the same room with rats or rat spirits, although he was a little scared, as a Chaotian pepper that had been cultivated for five hundred years, Jiao Xiaotian decided to fight them to the end.

After re-checking the rat trap and the rat poison on it, Jiao Xiaotian returned to the workbench and began to remake Mikasa's figure, and sped up.

After two days of forgetting to sleep and eat, Jiao Xiaotian collapsed a little, but the Mikasa figure was also done again.

"Whew..."

With a sigh of relief, Jiao Xiaotian took the figure in his hand and checked it repeatedly, and after confirming that there were no flaws, he packed it and sealed it.

After filling in the courier number, Jiao Xiaotian hurriedly called the courier brother, for fear that he would have a long night and many dreams.

After sending off the courier brother, Jiao Xiaotian felt soreness all over his body, especially his neck and cervical spine.

didn't have time to clean up the workbench, so Jiao Xiaotian went directly back to the bedroom to rest.

This sleep is a day and a night.

In his dreams, he still heard the sound of a small chatter, but he was too tired to even have the energy to dream.

When he woke up, he hurriedly rolled over and got out of bed to check the mouse trap in the corner.

"Huh... What about rat poison?"

Jiao Xiaotian found that the rat trap had been activated, but nothing was clamped, not even the rat poison sprinkled on it.

Could it be that the rat ate ate the rat poison and ran away?

With such speculation, Jiao Xiaotian began to search the house for the corpse of the mouse.

The whole room was rummaged through, and the corpse of half a mouse was not found, and not only that, but the rat trap in the other rooms, like the one in the bedroom, had been activated, but nothing was clamped, and the rat poison sprinkled on it was gone, except for some traces of powder.

Jiao Xiaotian felt that the whole thing was very weird, if it was a mouse, he would definitely die if he ate rat poison, even if the other party was not a mouse, but a refined rat spirit, after eating so much rat poison, even if he didn't die, he would be crippled!

However, apart from himself, there are no traces of other creatures in the house, not even potted flowers and plants.

Except, of course, moss on the corner of the kitchen wall.

I don't know when the kitchen was covered with moss, and the water pipe from the sink grew to the corner of the wall, and it continued to spread.

Jiao Xiaotian felt that he must have not cleaned for too long, and the kitchen had been a little damp, so moss grew.

If you continue to make the kitchen dirty, let alone moss, I'm afraid even mushrooms will grow.

When the time comes, you can let Hee Hee pick mushrooms.

Thinking of this, Jiao Xiaotian smiled and poured a full cup of warm water into the water cup.

"Gollum..."

After sleeping for a day and a night, Jiao Xiaotian, who was already short of water, poured the water in the water cup into it in one gulp.

As a Chaotian pepper, you can go without meals for a few days, but you can't go a day without drinking water.

After drinking one cup, it still didn't feel enough, so Jiao Xiaotian poured another cup.

When the warm water is poured into the cup, the white powder on the wall of the cup is also washed away, and as the warm water enters the bottom of the cup, it blends with the warm water, and floats up and down with the undulations of the warm water.

Under the sunlight, it ripples in the water like duckweed.

"Smack!"

Before the second cup was completely down, Jiao Xiaotian suddenly let go of the water cup, the water cup fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces, and the warm water also flowed and splashed all over the ground.

The white powder that had not yet melted lay dotted on the wet floor, like budding flower bones.

"Bang!"

Jiao Xiaotian fell to the ground in a daze, staring at the broken glass with a silver light, staring at the broken glass that was shining with silver light, and felt a sharp pain spread from his abdomen.

Suddenly, Jiao Xiaotian disappeared, leaving only a pile of clothes hanging on the ground, lifeless......