Chapter 98: The Weird Woman in Black: Is She a Witch?!
"Hey, how can you be so rude to the old man?" Su Ziyue stood in front of the woman and accused her.
"Humph, it's none of your business, get out of the way of this lady." The woman's evil red phoenix eyes squinted upwards at Su Ziyue, with a hint of mockery at the corner of her mouth, and she got up as she spoke.
Su Ziyue was just about to say something back to the woman, when the old man's desolate voice rang out.
"Okay, don't argue. I'll take you to the room." After saying that, she turned around
So, Su Ziyue and the woman glared at each other, turned their heads to one side, and followed the old man in, followed closely by Shirley.
Oh my God! It's so dark inside that I can't even see my fingers.
"The school's circuit is currently under maintenance, and the power is temporarily out." The old man's voice floated in the empty hall, accompanied by waves of outrageous echoes.
This made everyone even more scared. Su Ziyue only felt the pain on both sides of her arms being scratched, but she did not make a sound.
At this time, I only heard the sound of a match striking the carton, and then the surrounding area was illuminated by dim yellow light.
The old man's rickety body cast a twisted and dark shadow on the ancient and dilapidated stone wall.
The flickering dark yellow light danced on the old man's face, making her ugly cheeks even more hideous and terrifying.
But the old man's eyes are so bright, like bright gems shining
I saw the old man holding a yellowed and stained old kerosene lamp in one hand, and his hunched body struggled to climb the old wooden carved stairs.
Every time you take a step, the stairwell will make a "creak" sound, as if your next step will break the step and fall directly downstairs.
The three of them are now clinging to each other, fearfully keeping up with the old man's slow pace.
When the old man came to the stairs 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, as ethereal as a ghost, echoing slowly in the dark corridor.
"Yes." The three of them nodded cautiously, almost hugging each other.
I saw the old man's skinny hands groping for the key chain hanging on his belt, making a series of crisp "ding dong" sounds.
The old man took out one of the rusty keys, inserted it into the hole and turned it
After a while, the door opened. The old man slowly pushed open the heavy wooden door, then turned around and said to Su Ziyue: "You, live in this room."
After saying that, he continued to stagger forward, opened another door, and assigned rooms to the other two people.
"If you need anything, just call me. I've been downstairs." After the old man said that, he bent down and went down the stairs, but no one heard any sound.
All this looks very strange. Is she a "witch"? How is it possible?
Su Ziyue walked into the room and opened the brown curtain with force.
Suddenly, dust was flying all over the sky, and a faint ray of light came in.
The room is not big. It is simply equipped with an old wooden hard board bed, an old oak wardrobe near the corner, and a low two-layer bed cabinet next to the bed.
Just these pieces of furniture, simple and plain
The wooden black and white checkered floor looks spotless. From the window, you can see another similar building opposite, but its appearance is blue-gray and the light is brighter than here.
Su Ziyue opened the wooden lattice window and saw pots of quiet jasmine flowers on the windowsill.