"Hey, how can you be so rude to the old man?" Su Ziyue stood in front of the woman and accused her.

"Hmph, it's your, give Miss Ben a flash." The woman's evil Danfeng eyes squinted upwards at Su Ziyue, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked up with a hint of mockery, and she got up as she spoke.

Su Ziyue just wanted to say a word back to the woman, when the old man's desolate voice sounded.

"Okay, don't make any noise, I'll take you to the room." With that, she turned away.

So, Su Ziyue and the woman glared at each other, twisted their heads to the side, and followed the old man in, and Shirley followed closely behind.

Oh, my God! It was pitch black inside, and I couldn't see my fingers.

"Now the school's electrical circuit is being repaired, and there is no power for the time being." The old man's voice wafted through the empty hall, accompanied by outrageous echoes.

This made everyone even more scared, Su Ziyue only felt the pain of being scratched on both arms, but she didn't make a sound.

At this moment, only the sound of a match slicing through the cardboard box was heard, and then the surroundings were illuminated by a dim yellow light.

The old man's rickety body cast a distorted and dark shadow on the ancient and dilapidated stone wall.

A flickering dark yellow light danced across the old man's face, making her ugly cheeks even more hideous.

But the old man's eyes were so bright that they shone like brilliant gems.

I saw the old man holding a yellowed stained old kerosene lamp in one hand, and his hunchbacked body struggled up the old wooden carved staircase.

With each step, the stairwell makes a "creaking" sound, as if the next foot will break through the stairs and fall directly down the stairs.

The three of them were now snuggled up to each other, fearfully following the old man's slow steps.

When the old man came to the staircase on the second floor, he stopped, turned around and said to the three of them, "You will live on the second floor." ”

Her voice was low and hoarse, ghostly and ethereal, echoing in the dark corridors.

"Hmm." The three of them nodded cautiously, almost hugging.

I saw the old man's thin and shriveled hands groping around his waist for the keychain hanging on his belt, making a crisp "ding dong" sound.

The old man pulled out one of the rusty keys and spun it in the hole.

After a while, the door opened, and the old man slowly pushed open the heavy wooden door, then turned around and said to Su Ziyue, "You, live here." ”

After saying that, he continued to stagger forward, opened the other door, and assigned a room for the other two.

"Call me for anything, I've been downstairs." After the old man finished speaking, he bent down the stairs, but everyone did not hear any movement.

It all looks very weird, is she a "witch"? How can it be!

Su Ziyue walked into the room and pulled open the brown curtain hard.

Suddenly, dust flew all over the sky, and a faint light was cast in.

The room was small, with an old wooden hardboard bed, an old oak wardrobe in the corner, and a low two-layer bed cabinet next to the bed.

That's all there is to it, simple and plain.

The wooden black-and-white lattice floor looked spotless, and the windows showed a similar building opposite, but it was blue-gray in color and brighter than here.

Su Ziyue opened the wooden lattice window and saw pots of quiet jasmine flowers on the windowsill.