With a small hand on the handrail of the stairs, Shen Ke could see the Bogu shelf in the living room at a glance.

The shelf is the old Huanghuali, which is the dowry of her mother Lu Hui.

The Lu family is an archaeological family, and Shen Ke's grandfather Lu Hang is famous. A few years ago, during an archaeological operation, Lu Hang disappeared in the desert with his wife Zhao Miao and never returned.

This old Bogu shelf of Huanghuali was left by his old man.

There were many antiquities on the shelf, some of which were accumulated by the Lu family, and some of which Lu Hui later recovered by chance.

The living room was very lively, and the Spring Festival Gala began to talk about cross talk.

Mahjong rubbed up and rattled, and the four parents, parents, and grandparents happened to form a table, and several people were not sleepy.

The little Shen Ke retracted her gaze, she slowed down and walked softly upstairs, the creaking of the wooden stairs a little quieter.

Her room was on the sunny side, the one closest to the staircase.

In the corner of the bathroom, there is a small copper stove, which looks a bit like a Xuande furnace, but it is a modern handicraft, and there are incense pieces smoked in it.

Shen Ke didn't care, for as long as she could remember, the home had been like this.

She brushed her teeth carefully and went back to her room, where the lamp at the head of the bed was on, because the lampshade was Gothic and colorful, and the light that came out was particularly mottled.

Shen Ke touched the book "Lethal Chemicals Collection" on the bedside, but did not continue to read it, and lay down quietly.

She has been different from other children since she was a child, and her memory and learning ability are very outstanding.

But she didn't feel that she was too special, because everyone in the family had a good memory, her father Shen Zhaotang graduated from a famous foreign university with a doctorate in chemistry, and even her grandparents who now raise flowers and grass at home are also well-educated.

This is probably a family history.

This time was too late for the child, Shen Ke rubbed his eyes, and almost fell asleep next to the pillow.

Shen Ke couldn't remember clearly, she didn't know if her young self had a nightmare and woke up.

She opened her eyes suddenly, rolled over and got out of bed, stomping barefoot on the carpet in a daze.

The sound of mahjong was no longer heard in the room, and the adults did not speak, and in the TV set downstairs, the host was enthusiastically saying auspicious words.

Shen Ke raised his head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and it would be zero o'clock in a while.

Feeling a little thirsty, she walked towards the door, and as soon as she put her hand on the armrest, she heard a crisp sound of footsteps.

It was the sound of heels banging on a wooden floor, or the kind of stiletto heels with metal heads.

Mother Lu Hui also has such high heels, but she will only wear them on important occasions.

It's not mom's footsteps.

Shen Ke's face turned pale, and the hand holding the doorknob seemed to be frozen by ice.

She could hear the sound of the tuk-tuk footsteps, getting closer and closer, accompanied by the creaking of the wooden staircase, like an eerie minor tune of absurd walking.

Sincere... Sincere... Tuk, footsteps are getting closer.

Sincere... Sincere... Tuk, that voice is very rhythmic.

The young Shen Ke pursed her lips, she wanted to call her parents loudly, and she wanted to immediately turn around and climb into the bed and get into the quilt.

But she couldn't move at all, as if if she moved, the beast staring at the rabbit would move.

At this time, it's not like this... Sincere... The sound is like a grandmother chopping dumpling filling, as fast as a rainstorm.

The footsteps stopped at the door.

Shen Ke felt it, and the man put his hand on the doorknob, and the doorknob moved slightly.

She stopped.

The world seemed to stand still, and it was quiet.

Shen Ke held his breath, but the thumping and rapid heartbeat, as if it was entangled with the breathing sound of outsiders, unexpectedly synthesized into a beat.

Beads of sweat appeared on Shen Ke's forehead.

She knew, the people outside the door, knew of her presence.

With a slight twist, the door would open, and the big-headed monster would open its bloody jaws and swallow her whole.

"Crackling...... Sentence... Boom! ”

The window behind him lit up instantly.

I don't know if it's the anxious family, who grabbed the New Year's jackpot one step ahead!

Immediately after, the sound of countdown came from the TV, and a more passionate "Happy New Year" came from downstairs!

Beads of sweat slipped down his forehead and dripped onto Shen Ke's eyelashes.

Outside, I remembered the sound of tuk-tuk tuks and tuks again, but this time, it was much faster, and the sound was getting farther and farther away, and suddenly disappeared again.

Only then did the young Shen Ke withdraw his hand and touch the sweat on his face.

She put her hand on the doorknob for the second time, and it was clear that the door could be unscrewed open with a slight twist, but she didn't seem to have half the strength at all.

Tears ran down her cheeks, and she didn't hear anything downstairs, nor did she hear her mom and dad say happy new year to each other.

And the abrupt halt of the high heels may still be downstairs, and will ring again at any time.

She stood for an unknown amount of time, until the world was quiet again, and the familiar sound of tonight was heard on the TV downstairs.

The young Shen Ke took a deep breath and unscrewed the door.

There was no one at the door, and there was no smiling woman standing in the doorway as she fantasized about.

But she knew that the world was different for her.

The strong smell of blood came from the surface, and even the incense couldn't suppress it.

She was barefoot, stepping on the wooden staircase, which creaked as usual.

There were two drops of blood on the stairs, one coming up from downstairs and one going down from upstairs.

Shen Ke, who was sleeping, became short of breath, as if her whole person was like a young Shen Ke, standing at the corner of the stairs, as long as she turned a corner, she could see a terrible scene.

She pursed her lips, paused slightly, and walked on.

The living room was red and covered with blood.

There were still four people sitting on the mahjong table, and they were fastened to their chairs with ropes, their heads tilted to the side in an eerie posture. They were all covered with a brand new red hijab embroidered with flowers.

Shen Ke held back his tears and took a step forward, but his feet slipped, and the whole person threw himself forward and fell to the ground.

She raised her hand to look at it, and it was bright red.

……

When Shen Ke saw the living person again, it was 4:43 in the morning.

At this point in the winter in Nanjiang City, the sky has not yet dawned, and the red and blue dazzling police lights outside the window are lit, illuminating the snowmen outside half blue and half red.

"Hello, anyone? I am Chen Mo, a police officer from the Zhengyi Street Police Station, and we received a report that the door of your house is open. If you don't keep quiet, I'll come in myself! ”

"Hello, I'm Chen Mo, a police officer from the Xinghe Road Police Station, and I'm coming in now!"