Chapter 370 Heart Addiction


    when!


    when!


    Every time the chubby hand in sight waved, Wu Xian could hear a deafening knock.


    Slowly.


    There were more and more knocking sounds, big, small, far and near. It was like some kind of switch had been turned on in the whole building. Countless knocking sounds sounded, making people feel irritable.


    suddenly.


    The fat hand stopped.


    In Wu Xian''s field of vision, a fat man wearing red shorts and a white vest appeared.


    The fat man had a strange expression. He was obviously at home, but he had a stern look on his face. He kept looking back and forth, as if he had done something sinister and was afraid of being discovered.


    Wu Xian smiled.


    His worries are correct. Someone is indeed spying on him now...


    Wow!


    The fat man rushed over suddenly, his big greasy face getting closer and closer, and his bloodshot eyes met Wu Xian''s gaze.


    This moment made Wu Xian''s heart twitch.


    Then the fat man pressed his body against the wall and observed it carefully, trembling and touching every inch of the wall as if he was nervous.


    In the end, the fat man found nothing. He patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to dig holes in the wall with his chisel.


    Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief and reluctantly moved his eyes away from the wall.


    "No wonder some people like to peek. This thing is so much more exciting than a game."


    Every time he was almost discovered just now, Wu Xian''s heart beat faster. Now there was sweat on his back and forehead. This kind of pressure was no less than facing evil spirits.


    "The fat man''s house has many more potholes than the old man''s house, and when the fat man stopped, the sound of digging into the wall did not stop. This means that in this building, the fat man and the old man are not the only ones who are chipping away at the wall."


    "It seems that everyone who lives in this building is digging holes in the walls and peeking at others, so even if the quarrel becomes like this, they are not willing to let the property management, police, or even private investigators get involved."


    "But aren''t these people''s eyesight so bad? Even if there are only potholes the size of rice grains, they won''t be able to spot them even if their faces are pressed against the wall."


    Wu Xian shook his head.


    "Such a large-scale anomaly must involve evil forces, so it''s not that they have bad eyesight, but that in their eyes, their own walls are simply perfect!"


    Think of this.


    Wu Xian''s body suddenly stiffened.


    A chill slowly spread from his back to his whole body.


    He turned around with a dull expression and used a flashlight to illuminate the wall of the old man''s house. The originally empty room seemed to suddenly become lively.


    If the holes dug out could not be seen from the other side, then logically there should be many invisible peepholes in the old man''s house.


    Doesn''t that mean...


    Wu Xian''s every move after entering this room was seen by many people?


    It may even have been recorded by a hidden camera!


    Once the video is exposed, Wu Xian''s behavior of breaking into a private house will instantly spread to all the surrounding residents. By then, countless troubles will follow, and Wu Xian can no longer live a peaceful life.


    Wu Xian''s mood fell to a low point, and he began to feel at a loss. In the empty room with no lights on, it seemed that countless pairs of eyes were staring at him. These possible sights made Wu Xian couldn''t help but scratch his arms.


    …


    Eight o''clock in the morning.


    Black dog paws open the steamer.


    There are steaming big meat buns in the steamer, and the tempting broth seeps out from the skin of the buns. Paired with the refreshing white porridge and Heigu''s special pickles, it''s another perfect breakfast.


    After placing breakfast on the table, Hei Gu took off her apron, walked to the door of Wu Xian''s bedroom and knocked roughly on the door.


    "Woof, woof woof woof!"


    Waking up the owner in the morning seems to be an inherent habit of pet cats and dogs. Every morning Wu Xian would helplessly shout, "I don''t want to get up, I want to sleep for a while," and then Hei Gu forcibly pulled him out of bed.


    But today, Wu Xian had no response. Hei Gu opened the door and saw Wu Xian''s eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, his hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and he was sitting on the bed with dull eyes. There were red nail marks on both of his arms, and there were red nails in some places. He was scratched and bleeding.


    After returning home last night.


    Wu Xian stayed up all night.


    Whenever he was about to fall asleep, he would dream that the video of him breaking into a house was broadcast to the streets. When he went out for a walk, every acquaintance he met looked at him with disgust, treating him as a despicable person. Thief, all his explanations pale in comparison with the spread of the video.


    "Woof?"


    Hei Gu''s cry made Wu Xian tremble.


    He immediately jumped out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and kept mumbling.


    "No, I want to protect my reputation."


    "First of all, I need to find out who recorded my video. I will start investigating from the top, bottom, left, and right. I want to monitor their every move, and then find out where they store the video."


    Wu Xianfeng walked out of the bedroom in a hurry, without even looking at the steamed buns carefully made by Hei Gu.


    Just when he was about to go out, Wu Xian''s pace slowed down.


    "Something''s wrong, something''s wrong..."


    Wu Xian looked around.


    There is a calligraphy hanging in the living room. This calligraphy was written by Wu Xian himself and hung in the living room.


    In both the first blessed land and the second blessed land, he encountered evil spirits that affected his memory and perception. Therefore, Wu Xian wrote these four words to remind himself, and to think about it every day, whether he is different from his usual self today. different.


    Those four words are...


    Never forget it!


    Wu Xian forced himself to calm down, sat on the ground and went over the matter again, a bitter smile gradually appeared on his face.


    "How can this happen?"


    "It''s completely tricked."


    Wu Xian was lying on the floor with his arms and legs spread out, his face full of dejection.


    Now he finally came to his senses.


    Unknowingly, he was also affected inexplicably like the residents in the building.


    If everything develops normally, in order to monitor the old man''s neighbors, Wu Xian, who is desperate, may also join the wall-cutting team, trying to use this method to retrieve videos that have a negative impact on him.


    Wu Xian didn''t see any evil spirits or feel any supernatural power last night, but even so, he was still tricked.


    This silent and subtle influence is more terrifying than a ghost suddenly appearing.


    And the worst part is.


    Even now, Wu Xian already knows that he is affected by evil spirits.


    But he couldn''t be sure whether this influence was still there and how deeply it affected his behavior and thinking.


    He tried to summarize.


    Then the scene of peeping on the fat man naturally appeared in his mind.


    Spying on neighbors without their knowledge, and being about to be discovered but not being discovered many times, gave Wu Xian an indescribable excitement in his heart, making him itchy and wanting to try that feeling again.


    Moreover, the video that was recorded also made Wu Xian feel like he was carrying it, and he couldn''t ignore it. As the saying goes, people''s words are terrible, and Wu Xian didn''t want his reputation to be completely ruined.


    These two factors add up.


    This gave Wu Xian an addiction that was difficult to get rid of. He knew that if he continued like this, he would have to step into the quagmire sooner or later.


    (End of chapter)