Chapter 370 Addiction
when!
when!
Every time the chubby little hand in his sight waved, Wu Xian could hear a deafening knock.

slowly.

The knocking sounds became more and more frequent, big, small, far, and near. The whole building was like some kind of switch was turned on. Countless knocking sounds rang out, making people feel irritated.

suddenly.

The fat hand stopped.

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

The fat man had a strange expression. He was clearly in his own home, but he looked shifty and kept looking back and forth, as if he had done something wrong and was afraid of being discovered.

Wu Xian smiled.

His worries were not wrong. There was indeed someone spying on him...

Wow!
The fat man suddenly pounced over, his greasy face getting closer and closer, and his bloodshot eyes just met Wu Xian's gaze.

This made Wu Xian's heart twitch.

Then the fat man pressed his body against the wall, observing it carefully, and tremblingly touched every inch of the wall as if he was a neurotic.

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

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

"No wonder some people like to peek, this thing is much more exciting than games."

Every time he was almost discovered, 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 a lot more holes than the old man's house, and when the fat man stopped, the sound of chiseling the wall did not stop. This means that there are more people chiseling the wall in this building than just the fat man and the old man."

"It seems that everyone living in this building is digging holes in the walls and spying on others, so even if there is such a big quarrel, they are unwilling to let the property management, the police, or even private detectives get involved."

"But these people's eyesight is really bad. Even if the hole is only the size of a grain of rice, they can't miss it even if they put their face against the wall."

Wu Xian shook his head.

"For an abnormality of this magnitude, there must be some evil force involved. So it's not that their eyesight is poor, but in their eyes, their own walls are simply perfect!"

Think of this.

Wu Xian's body suddenly stiffened.

A chill slowly spread from my back to my entire body.

He turned around with a wooden expression and used the flashlight to illuminate the walls of the old man's house. The originally empty room seemed to become lively all of a sudden.

If the holes drilled cannot be discovered by the other side, then logically speaking, the old man’s house should also have many invisible peepholes.

Doesn't that mean...

Everything Wu Xian did after he entered the room was seen by many people?

It might 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 residents around. At that time, countless troubles will follow, and Wu Xian will no longer be able to live in peace.

Wu Xian's mood fell to the bottom and he began to feel at a loss. In the empty room with the lights off, it seemed as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him. These possible sights made Wu Xian unable to help but scratch his arm.

……

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Black dog paws open the steamer.

The steamer is filled with steaming big meat buns, and the tempting broth oozes out of the bun skin. Paired with refreshing white porridge and Heigu's special pickles, it is another perfect breakfast.

After placing breakfast on the table, Heigu untied her apron, walked to Wu Xian's bedroom door and knocked rudely.

"Woof, woof woof woof!"

Waking up the owner in the morning seems to be the inherent habit of pet cats and dogs. Every morning Wu Xian would shout helplessly, "I don't want to get up, I want to sleep a little longer," and then be forcibly pulled out of the quilt by Heigu.

But today, Wu Xian did not respond. When Heigu opened the door, she saw Wu Xian's eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy like a chicken coop, and he was sitting on the bed with a dull look in his eyes. There were red nail marks on both of his arms, and some places were scratched to bleed.

After returning home last night.

Wu Xian did not sleep all night.

Whenever he was about to fall asleep, he would dream that the video of himself breaking into a private house was spread throughout the streets. When he went out for a walk, every acquaintance he met looked at him with disgust, treating him as a despicable thief. All his explanations seemed pale in the face of the spread of the video.

"Wang?"

Heigu's scream made Wu Xian tremble.

He immediately jumped out of bed, put on his clothes quickly, and kept muttering to himself.

"No, I have to protect my reputation."

"First, I need to find out who recorded my videos. I will start with the four companies above, below, left and right. I will monitor their every move and then find out where they store the videos."

Wu Xianfeng walked out of the bedroom in a hurry without even looking at the buns that Heigu had carefully made.

Just as he was about to go out, Wu Xian slowed down.

"Something is wrong, something is 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 his first and second blessed lands, he encountered evil spirits that affected his memory and perception. Therefore, Wu Xian wrote down these four words to remind himself to think about it every day and whether he is different from his usual self.

Those four words are...

Never forget!

Wu Xian forced himself to calm down, sat on the ground and sorted things out again, a bitter smile gradually appeared on his face.

"What's going on?"

“I’ve been completely fooled.”

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

Now he finally came to his senses.

Unconsciously, I had been affected inexplicably just like the other residents in the building.

If everything goes normally, in order to monitor the old man's neighbors, the desperate Wu Xian might also join the team of people chiseling the wall, trying to retrieve the video that has a negative impact on him in this way.

Wu Xian didn't see any evil spirits or feel any supernatural power the whole night, but even so, he still fell into the trap.

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

And the worst part is.

Even now, Wu Xian already knew that he was affected by evil powers.

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

He tried to summarize.

Then the scene of peeping at the fat man naturally emerged in my mind.

Peeping at the neighbors without their knowledge and being about to be discovered but not discovered many times made Wu Xian feel an indescribable excitement in his heart, making him itchy and want to try that feeling again.

Moreover, the recorded video made Wu Xian feel uneasy and he could not ignore it. As the saying goes, people's words can be scary, and Wu Xian did not want his reputation to be completely ruined.

These two factors add up.

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

(End of this chapter)