Cold sweat was dripping down my forehead, and I was wondering how I could escape.

I even wanted to call Lao Du for help.

The phone is unsignaled.

Maybe I was delaying too long, the little boy snorted.

"Big brother, you don't want to play with me?" He looked up and smiled sweetly.

"Then let's play a game of dodgeball! Don't get hit by me! ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I appeared in the middle of the pedestrian street, with two children standing beside me. One of them is the youngest son of the noodle shop.

At this time, a burst of children's songs suddenly appeared in my ears.

The sound was familiar, like I was picking up my niece from kindergarten, the sound of the kindergarten.

The sound of laughter and children's songs seemed to be in my ears, but it seemed to be far away.

I never thought it would be so scary.

A square line about four meters wide appeared on the ground.

"Dodgeball, big brother can't go home until he's done." He said.

My noodle shop son and I stood outside the line.

The little boy and the other child stand outside the other line, and the opponent throws four balls first, and then waits for us to throw.

Whoever hits the ball more times is the winner.

Before I could get ready, the little boy's ball slammed in.

It's not the same force at all as the dodgeball that smashed me just now.

I hurriedly ducked to the side, but I managed to dodge.

The ball disappeared behind me, and in the blink of an eye it landed in the little boy's hand.

He looked at me and giggled.

"Big brother, you're so good, can I really miss it?"

I screamed that it was not good, and he still smashed the ball at me.

The strength is even greater than the last time.

The ball whistled towards me, and I dodged it again, this time with a lot more difficulty.

Cold sweat broke out in the palms of his hands.

The little boy was getting more and more excited.

I dodged the ball for the third time and almost fell to the ground.

The little boy seemed a little angry.

He stopped laughing.

My mouth crumbled tightly, and my dark eyes stared at me, making my scalp tingle.

"Be serious." He whispered.

Then his ball slammed in.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he was in front of him.

I didn't want to, so I just squatted on the ground.

The little boy aimed at my head every time, and this time I squatted down early.

The ball passed me with a terrifying force.

Even if I hadn't been hit, I was still knocked to the ground by this wave of air.

My back hit the ground, and my eyes blackened with pain.

I can't imagine what the consequences will be if I am hit directly.

His back hurt hotly, and his internal organs shook violently.

"It's your turn."

The little boy was expressionless.

I caught the ball, looked at the little boy, and then at the person next to him.

Aimed the ball at the little boy.

The little boy was visibly excited.

But my ball was thrown at the kid next to him.

Neither of them expected me to do this.

The ball slammed into the kid.

I don't have to smash the remaining three goals, and I'm already winning.

The noodle restaurant son clapped his palms happily, and I was relieved.

I saw the little boy looking at the child angrily, and smashed it with a punch, and the child's body flew up like a piece of paper, and then fell heavily to the ground.

His head was shattered, and large patches of blood poured out.

But the little boy didn't seem to see it.

Turning to look at us, "It's over, you've won." ”

There was a loud bang, and I woke up from the severe pain.

Pain and fear came rushing towards me.

It took me a long time to realize that I had fallen out of bed.

The pain was so intense that I bared my teeth.

It was pitch black.

What the hell is going on?

I sat up and picked up my phone to see that it was past seven o'clock.

The dream just now was so real that I still shudder.

I didn't bother to wash, so I hurried outside the gate.

The sun shines down, and the crowd is bustling.

I let out a breath and told myself that everything was a dream.

I went to the breakfast shop next to the noodle shop and bought two steamed buns.

Seeing the proprietress of the noodle shop carrying her little son to kindergarten, it seemed that nothing had changed.

Everything is a dream.

But I didn't want to go back upstairs at all, it was too eerie.

I finished eating, and when Lao Du came, I followed him upstairs.

I cleaned up a bit before I went home.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Ji." Lao Du stopped me. "Remember the lady you received? She said the doll was broken, you go to her today and get the doll back, and I'll repair it again. ”

I was stunned.

When I got home, I slept again in a daze before I got up and took a shower.

There was a large bruise on his back, which should have been caused by a night fall.

I really want to tell Lao Du that I'm quitting.

But in two months, I made a lot of money, and my parents didn't talk in my ears anymore.

If I don't do it, my dad won't be able to explain it. If I quit my job because I was afraid of the puppet, I was afraid that I would become a laughing stock in the circle of relatives.

Let's go get the doll first.

The sun is shining, but I still try to pick a sunny place.

Bask in the sun more and replenish some yang, so as not to bring out problems in the dollhouse all day long.

The place where Ms. Zhang is located is an old-fashioned residential building.

The houses are not high, and the greenery of the complex is very good.

Many elderly people leisurely enjoy the shade in the yard.

I went over and asked a few chatting grandmothers where Ms. Zhang's house was.

These people looked at each other and showed a bit of gossip.

"Young man, who are you Xiao Zhang? Relatives? ”

"I'm an after-sales worker. The product that Ms. Zhang bought from us before was broken. I took it back and repaired it. ”

I explained.

The old grandmother who asked me lost her desire to gossip in an instant.

"Repaired, her house is on the fourth floor of the second building behind. There is a red curtain on the door, and you can see it at a glance. ”

These people have strange eyes in their eyes.

I asked curiously, "Grandma, is there anything going on in their house?" ”

The old grandmother waved her hand, reluctant to say more.

Others urged me to go.

"Xiao Zhang's husband went grocery shopping, and now Xiao Zhang is good at home, you can hurry up and get it."

I made my strange ascent upstairs.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a red curtain hanging from one of the houses.

I knocked on the door and Ms. Zhang opened it for me.

"You're here." She looked haggard.

His face was puffy and his hair was a little messy.

The house was more like a house was being demolished, with messy things falling on the floor and televisions falling and smashing screens.

Could it be that there is a quarrel at home?

No wonder the people downstairs are so gossipy.

That's when I saw the doll on the couch.

The little boy was lying on the couch, but in a miserable shape.

The little felt hat on his head didn't know where to throw it away, the buttons of the red vest were torn, and one arm was twisted behind his body.

The left leg of the doll seemed to be cut off by something sharp and placed side by side on the doll's side.