Xiao Jingwen was stunned: "Even if that's the case, it's still just a dream!"

No. 1 smiled bitterly: "It would be great if this is the case! I thought so when I woke up. But when I turned around and looked at my computer desk, I felt a little unbelievable, because the doll of the demon clown in my dream actually stood on my computer desk, looking at me with a pair of clay-shaped eyes!"

Xiao Jingwen said undeniably: "Haha, maybe someone is joking with you!"

No. 1 did not reply immediately, and waited for a while before saying, "Maybe, I know no one would believe anyone who told me..."

Xiao Jingwen didn't say anything anymore. She looked at the number one who had already been offline and felt a little funny.

I wrote another chapter of the words, and it was time for supper. Xiao Jingwen thought about it and decided to go out for dinner.

After dinner, she walked around outside. Xiao Jingwen returned to the door and took out the key and opened the door. When the key twisted it around in the key hole, Xiao Jingwen pushed it, but the door did not open!

"Huh?" Xiao Jingwen exclaimed in surprise and pushed hard again, but still did not open!

Xiao Jingwen stopped and looked around: except for the empty walls of the corridor, there was nothing left. She turned around and looked at her door again. Xiao Jingwen gritted her teeth and rushed over. With a "bang", the door opened easily!

Xiao Jingwen did not stabilize her body and staggered and fell to the ground.

"Your sister, why are you fooling yourself?" Xiao Jingwen stood up with her arms covering her, but stepped on something under her feet.

Xiao Jingwen looked down and saw that it turned out to be the clay sculpture of the Terracotta Warriors!

The clay sculptures of Terracotta Warriors on the ground were lying flat on the ground, but their gray eyes seemed to be flashing with light. They looked at Xiao Jingwen in a flash, which made Xiao Jingwen shudder involuntarily.

Xiao Jingwen was stunned: How could this clay sculpture appear here? Why couldn't the door of her house be opened just now? It seemed like someone was holding it in it? A picture appeared in front of her: the clay sculpture became a real person and held the door, and when she rushed over, it became smaller again.

This idea made Xiao Jingwen laugh himself. Perhaps those who write novels will be so imaginative.

Maybe the door was broken just now, that's all. If not, please tell me a better and more convincing reason! Xiao Jingwen smiled and picked up the clay sculpture, turned around and closed the door, walked to her computer, and put the clay sculpture back to its original position.

Turning on the computer, Xiao Jingwen quickly typed the next chapter in her heart, and opened the QQ with a long breath, but there was still no one in the group to speak.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Jingwen typing on the keyboard: "It's fine if Boss Guiguzi is not here, but where are you guys?!"

The first one responded, and the only one responded, is another number one.

"No. 3, I'm almost dead..."

Xiao Jingwen hit a terrified face: "You always say such words, have you written too many novels?"

No. 1 chatted with Xiao Jingwen again: "I saw that doll again!"

"Didn't you take it for yourself?" Xiao Jingwen said: "This is normal. It's abnormal if you can't see it!"

No. 1 issued an exclamation mark: "I went out for dinner just now, but when I came back, the door at home could not be opened. When I rushed in hard, it suddenly opened. I looked at the demon doll lying on the ground! Do you know that it was gray, but those eyes were shining and looked at me motionless..."

Xiao Jingwen stopped talking, and she began to feel that this matter was a bit strange. Why did she and No. 1 encounter the same thing at the same time? What's even more strange is that these are all caused by one doll! Doll!

Xiao Jingwen looked at the clay sculpture on her computer desk, held it in her hand, weighed it, but she didn't feel any difference from other clay sculptures. She suddenly remembered what it had in common with the doll of the Demon Clown No. 1, which was that it was completely gray and had no color.

Also, these two of them have no color to give themselves and No. 1, and those gray but unusual eyes.

No. 1 didn't say anything again this time, Xiao Jingwen didn't know what to say, and she didn't want to tell No. 1 about what she had at noon. She always felt that all this was just a coincidence. Xiao Jingwen's fate was higher than the sky. She believed that everything about her was destined. Even if she resisted or anything, she would hit the stone with an egg, and had no effect. People live in the world to fulfill the mission God had set for herself.

However, Xiao Jingwen was not in the mood to write anymore. She found a romance novel online and started reading it.

The group "Lewen has ghosts" also calmed down.

Xiao Jingwen read the book and didn't move for two hours. The flash of QQ changed her attention from the novel. Another number was number one, and the window opened, with only three words on it: "Look in the group."

Only then did Xiao Jingwen find that someone was talking in "Lewen has a ghost". She clicked on it and saw that it was number two: "Who are you here? Have you received the doll?"

No. 2 is a college student, and it seems to be at Jiangbei Academy of Arts, named Liu Lianhui. He was just a freshman this year. He started writing novels since he went to college. Because he was young in the group and sometimes spoke a little bit, he gave him the 2nd, who had been vacant.

When Xiao Jingwen saw what No. 2 said in the group, she disagreed. She would rather believe that they were joking with her together than believe that this was something strange.

No. 1 soon sent Xiao Jingwen the chat record between him and No. 2 Liu Lianhui.

"You received the doll?"

"Yes, I should have received it. Today when I returned to the dormitory, I saw a clay sculpture on my computer desk, which was a Mickey Mouse shape, but it was gray. I thought it was given to me by my classmates, but I asked it and no one gave it to me, and it didn't look like a joke..."

"Is there anything else strange?"

"...Yes, I dreamed of it when I was taking a nap. It was placed on the computer desk at the end of my bed. I dreamed that it suddenly turned into a real Mickey Mouse, and then stood beside me and looked at me firmly. Then it suddenly opened its big mouth and bit it at me!"

"Then what?"

"Then, I woke up, but I actually found that the gray clay sculpture of Mickey Mouse was actually standing on the side of my head. When I opened my eyes, I was just staring at it, which almost scared me out of bed. I thought it was a gift from the website, so I came to the group to ask you."

The chat record ends here. I don’t know what they said later, is it really gone, or does Number One not want to send it to me at all.

"boring!"

Xiao Jingwen typed these words in the group, turned off QQ directly, and continued to write her novel.

It was only around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and in another city, No. 1 was staring at the computer in front of him.

The number one named Sui Jun, who had long been divorced from his wife and had no children. After the divorce, he hid in the small room now, making his dream of being a writer. Now he is really a very sloppy middle-aged man: fluffy hair, a stubborn face, a sallow face, and a disheveled person sitting on a shabby chair. If his chest was not still undulating, it would be like a dead body...

Such a life made Sui Jun feel very tired, but he couldn't think of how he could live.

Sui Jun has written nearly ten supernatural novels, and he is also a well-known supernatural writer in the online literature industry. However, recently, some strange things have happened continuously.

At the beginning, these trivial things made the Sui Jun feel that it was just a coincidence, but knowing that the appearance of the demon clown clay doll made the Sui Jun feel that all this was not that simple.

He always felt that this clay sculpture had its own life. Yes, it was alive, not dead. And today's incident made Sui Jun feel that his thoughts should be true.

So he didn't have the intention to write any novels. He had a habit of never saving manuscripts and publishing as much as he could, but he never interrupted it. But today he didn't want to write it anymore, which means that the updates might be interrupted tomorrow.

Because the Sui army suddenly thought of a word: Death!

The small room of Sui Jun was very dark. He pulled the curtains regardless of day and night, making the whole room in a grey and desolate atmosphere. He liked this feeling and could give him more inspiration. However, today, he felt a kind of coldness.

The gray clay sculpture on the computer desk in front of him was looking at Sui Jun motionless.

Sui Jun suddenly laughed, laughing at his thoughts: How could this small clay sculpture make him so scared?!

He sat up and wanted to write his novel again, but the door was knocked at this time.

Sui Jun muttered secretly, stood up and walked towards the door.

When he opened the door, the alley outside the door was empty. Sui Jun walked into the alley, looked up at the dim sky, and breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his arms and turned to look at his room: "It's actually darker than outside, haha!"

Sui Jun smiled self-deprecatingly, returned to his room, closed the door: "Write another chapter and post it tomorrow, and then have a meal!"

Sui Jun turned around, but stopped: the gray demon clown clay sculpture on the computer desk disappeared!

Could it be that it knocked on the door outside just now?! The Sui army couldn't help but think.

Sui Jun walked towards his computer desk while thinking: Maybe it fell down! Sui Jun thought.

As soon as he walked into the computer desk, because the room was too dark, Sui Jun did not see a ball of things under his feet. He stepped on it and staggered forward and fell forward!

With a "bang", Sui Jun's forehead hit the corner of the computer desk hard, and a stream of blood gushed out. Sui Jun just twitched a few times and stopped moving again...

The black thing was trampled by Sui Jun and rolled a few times. It rolled under the curtains. A faint sunlight shone in, but it was the clay sculpture of the gray demon clown...

The next day, Sui Jun's novel was still updated on time.
Chapter completed!