By the time Luo Yuanyuan got up from the imperial concubine's couch again, the sun had already set in the west, and the slave who had been with him for countless times had disappeared.

Luo Yuanyuan took superficial steps, went down to wash his face, opened the door and went out.

Because there were no lights on, and the location of the building was not good, the whole building had a feeling of "you can't see your fingers".

Luo Yuanyuan stepped on the wooden stairs with one foot and one foot, and heard the creaking sound of the stairs, as if he was stepping on a skinny old man, and the old man's painful groans could be heard every time he took a step.

Luo Yuanyuan thought of the red sandalwood furniture he saw during the day, the exquisite incense burner in the corner, and the flawless makeup of the girls... It's hard to imagine that the staircase that made the sound was actually a part of this glamorous small building.

Luo Yuanyuan hummed a ditty, bouncing down, and didn't slow down at all because of blurred vision in the dark, because this rhythmic "creaking" sound, isn't it a kind of guidance? ...

"Ah!—" Luo Yuanyuan, who had just comforted himself in his heart, walked up to the stairs on the second floor, and suddenly bumped into the shoulder of the visitor!
The figure of the visitor was much smaller than him, but he was also extremely thin. He felt as if he had bumped into a skeleton frame that had been in the ground for a while.

Because of the decay of the flesh, all the skin and flesh were peeled off, leaving only a set of white bones; but because it was not buried in the soil for a long time, the bones were still hard, and the impact still echoed.

It was because of the creepy feeling that rose from the bottom of his heart that he stepped on the ground and fell directly to the empty floor on the second floor.

"You, who are you, you don't have eyes when you walk!—" Luo Yuanyuan sternly shouted at the shadow still standing on the stairs.

"Oh... I'm really sorry..." In the dark shadows, an elderly female voice apologized unhurriedly, like someone in a nightmare murmuring unconsciously.

Empty, remote, and soulless.

"Creak—creak—" The sound of the stairs being trampled rhythmically sounded, as if the man was about to come down and help him up.

Luo Yuanyuan turned pale with shock and kept moving backwards with his hands supporting his body.

His teeth chattered unceasingly, but he couldn't say "Don't come over here!..." without the spine.

When he was in a dilemma, someone suddenly patted Luo Yuanyuan from behind——

"Don't, don't..." Luo Yuanyuan was sweating profusely from fright, and kept waving his arms in the void, trying to drive away all the people and things that tried to get close to him, not letting anyone... even the air get close to him. body.

"Young Master Luo, what's the matter with you?" A servant held a night pearl that Luo Yuanyuan gave her not long ago, and used it as a candle light, and kept wiping Luo Yuanyuan's cold sweat with a champagne.

Perhaps because he saw a living person, Luo Yuanyuan grabbed her by the upper arm and let her stand in front of him, "Yu, Yu Nu, look, it's, it's, it's... it's a human or a ghost!"

It took a lot of effort for Luo Yuanyuan to finally finish a sentence.

"It's okay, Young Master Luo, she's just our housewife."

Luo Yuanyuan leaned forward, and by the light of the night pearl, he saw an old woman with a blank face and no expression.

The face of the old woman looked like the bark of a tree that had lived for decades had been stripped off and thrown into stagnant water for half a month; her eyelids were drooping, and the tiny eyeballs exposed had almost no whites, but because of her age, they were dark. The eyeballs were covered with a layer of white shadow, making it even more terrifying.

At this time, she was still holding her hand, and came downstairs slowly step by step, still muttering: "This young master, it's my fault, I'll help you up..."

"No need!—" Luo Yuanyuan pulled Yu Nu to stand up, and ran downstairs in a hurry.

Until the door on the first floor, Luo Yuanyuan put his hands on his knees and panted heavily: "That old woman, what's going on?"

"Oh," Yu Nu sighed: "At first, this woman was careful and quick in her work, but after her son became disabled, she also became so crazy..."

"Can't you give her a sum of money and fire her? How scary is it to stay in your unlit building at night?!"

Yu Nu patted Luo Yuanyuan's back lightly, as if to comfort a child who was awakened by a nightmare: "How can you bear it! But don't worry, Young Master Luo, this woman is normal during the day; she usually doesn't appear at night, maybe It's because today is the day when her son had an accident..."

Luo Yuanyuan slapped her hand away, annoyed by her traces of flattery, as if he was a coward! ——

He didn't say anything, just turned around and left.About a few dozen steps away, he looked back at the dark window on the second floor, perhaps because of the moonlight, the window looked more and more like the woman's lifeless eyes.

He shook off the goosebumps all over his body, and hurriedly left.

In the next few days, Luo Yuanyuan was always at the gambling table, but there were fewer and fewer people willing to gamble with him, resulting in his odds getting smaller and smaller.

Luo Yuanyuan's eyes were about to roll to the sky, so what's the point of feeling like he didn't gain everything in an instant, and he didn't lose everything in an instant?He might as well go to a kiln! ——

But inexplicably thinking of the old woman last time, it was full of discomfort.

Luo Yuanyuan pulled his hair irritatedly, took some vain gambling money, sent someone to run errands, and bought him a very good daughter Honglai.

Then, watching the sun in the sky gradually slanting westward, thinking that he would never see the old woman again, he called a sedan chair and kept pouring wine on the sedan chair, hoping that "the wine will make people more courageous".

The not-so-short distance made him fall asleep on the sedan chair, and someone patted his shoulder lightly, and he knew where he was.

After he got out of the sedan chair, he looked at the same building as where he fled a few days ago, took a deep breath, and went in with his wine in hand.

The bearer was wondering for a while, seeing how Young Master Luo looked like, did he go into a dragon's lake or a tiger's lair? ...

Luo Yuanyuan easily stepped over the second floor which he regarded as "Longtan and Tiger's Lair". Along the way, there was a faint fragrance, and the light of jewelry seemed to be faintly pointing the way. Luo Yuanyuan's heart immediately became distracted.

He drank a sip of yellow soup, hummed a little tune happily, and even jumped up the steps step by step. Every time he heard the sound of the steps sounding overwhelmed, he laughed like a child.

He felt that his head was very dizzy, and he couldn't even walk. In order to find the balance of his body, he subconsciously put his hand on the armrest beside him.

Suddenly Luo Yuanyuan's hand bounced up as if being burned by fire, his eyes suddenly widened, and Mr. Hu's exhortation sounded in his ears:

"Just listen to me! It doesn't matter during the day, but at night, you can meet a girl and ask her to help you up, or you can touch the railing under the handrail, but you can't touch the handrail! This is related to your life. Big deal!—"

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