Siheyuan: If you have the butcher's knife in your hand, let's try again.

After Xu Mengjing and Lin Yaodong both fell asleep, Lin Bai went out.

Still the same as last night, dressed in black.

I went to the window of the third uncle's house and looked inside, and found that the third uncle had fallen asleep on the bed.

But he still held a kitchen knife in his hand.

He is afraid, it is always good to hold a kitchen knife to defend yourself.

Originally, the third uncle was not asleep, but it took a long time and he didn't see that thing coming.

I was so sleepy that I fell asleep.

This time, Lin Bai did not choose to enter through the window, nor did he break into the door.

Instead, it floated to the roof of the third uncle’s house.

The roof of the third uncle's house is entirely covered with tiles.

Lin Bai walked on it a few times and made a sound instantly.

The position Lin Bai walked was exactly where the third uncle slept.

When he left like this, the noise he made immediately woke up the third uncle from his sleep.

"who is it?"

After the third uncle woke up, he stared at the roof with wide eyes.

I clearly heard a sound on the roof just now, but why is it gone now?

The third uncle estimated that it might be rats causing trouble on the roof.

At night, there are mice scurrying on the roof.

The sound just now was probably made by a mouse.

If it were a rat, there would be nothing to worry about.

As long as it's not that thing, everything is fine.

The third uncle breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to sleep again.

But at this moment, there was another sound from the roof.

This time, it was much bigger than before.

The third uncle immediately became alert.

Such a loud noise shouldn't be from a rat.

Rats are very cautious.

The sound was obviously louder this time, and it didn't sound like a rat.

And like an adult walking on the roof.

Thinking of this, the third uncle's sleepiness disappeared.

Could it be that that thing is here again.

The third uncle held his breath and listened carefully, but no more sounds were heard.

This made the third uncle very puzzled. Is that thing coming or is the mouse on the roof.

After such a fuss, the third uncle could no longer sleep.

He wanted a sound to come from the roof so he could go out and check.

However, there was no more sound from the roof.

Even so, the third uncle never dared to sleep again.

Not being able to sleep is very troublesome. Even if sleepiness sets in, it is very painful not being able to sleep.

So, the third uncle decided to go out and check to see if that thing was on the roof.

He boldly went out and looked at the rafters, but he didn't see the sound of that thing.

However, he turned around and checked, but still didn't see that thing.

This reassured him. It seemed that it was indeed a mouse and not that thing.

With this thought, the third uncle felt at ease and returned home.

It seemed that it was a mouse, not that thing. The third uncle felt relieved and prepared to sleep.

I haven't had a good sleep since last night. The third uncle needs to have a good sleep.

Otherwise, the body will be worn down.

Just as the third uncle was getting ready to sleep, there was another rustling sound on the roof.

This time, the third uncle didn't care at all.

He was sure that the rat on the roof was not that thing.

"Hey, damn rats, they are causing trouble on the roof all day long."

"I'm going to buy rat poison tomorrow and kill you all."

The third uncle decided to buy rat poison for rats tomorrow.

As long as the rats are eliminated, there will be no more rats on the roof.

Thinking of this, the third uncle fell into a deep sleep.

But, as soon as I fell asleep.

There was a louder sound on the roof.

This sound was not made by a mouse at all.

If a mouse could be so loud, there must be more than 100 mice.

Otherwise, this is simply not possible.

Thinking of this, the nerves that were originally relaxed suddenly became tense.

It seems that the thing on the roof is not a rat, but that thing.

When he thought that that thing was coming, the third uncle instantly became nervous.

He quickly got into the quilt, not daring to show his head.

But this still doesn't work.

The sound on the roof became louder and louder, like an earthquake.

The noise was so loud that the third uncle couldn't sleep.

Tiles are fragile things, and there was a burst of banging on the roof.

Under such circumstances, no one can sleep.

The third uncle was angry, and that thing came to torture him again.

Just fight him to the death.

So, the third uncle took the kitchen knife and prepared to go out.

However, before going out, a flat tile fell from the roof like snowflakes.

The tiles hit the ground with a crackling sound.

It seems that someone deliberately threw tiles on the roof because they didn't want the third uncle to go out.

There are tiles falling all the time outside the house, and the third uncle cannot go out.

The third uncle waited and waited until the tiles stopped falling, then he ran out.

At this time, I discovered that a pile of tiles had fallen outside the house.

It is no exaggeration to say that the tiles are almost piled up into a hill.

The third uncle looked up and found that all the tiles on the roof had fallen off and there were no tiles left on the roof.

Looking at the roof again, I found that there was no one on the roof at all.

It is estimated that after playing tricks on people, the thing left again.

This makes the third uncle very worried.

He would rather not be beaten than have all the tiles fall off the roof.

In this case, you have to buy it again.

The third uncle cursed a few times and went back to the house. After all, the thing was no longer on the roof.

No matter how much you scold, it will have no effect.

After returning to the house, the third uncle lay lazily on the bed.

Staring at the roof, you can see the stars from the roof.

In other words, the roof of his house is gone.

The roof is gone. If it needs to be repaired, it will be a big project.

There's no way to fix it tonight because it's too late.

And there was no way he could repair it with his own strength.

We have to wait until tomorrow, call everyone in the courtyard, and help everyone to repair it.

Thinking of this, the third uncle felt discouraged.

But something has happened, and there is nothing that can be done about it.

The third uncle had no choice but to go to sleep first, and then ask for help when he woke up.

If you don't sleep, you won't be able to bear it tomorrow.

However, when I fell asleep, I slept for many hours.

It's already dawn, but the third uncle hasn't woken up yet.

It was the people in the courtyard making noise outside that woke up the third uncle.

People in the courtyard came together and found that the roof of the third uncle's house was empty.

All the tiles on the roof were gone.

Everyone thought that the third uncle was crazy and why he demolished all the tiles in his house.

Not only did they tear it down, they also threw all the tiles on the ground.

Why do you do this?

If it's to prevent that thing, there's no need to look like this.

The third uncle's behavior is really confusing.