The whole world is waiting for the host to overturn

Chapter 482 The Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts (4)

The light in the corridor dimmed.

The sun outside the window seemed to be hiding in the clouds, and the willows hanging upside down outside were windless and automatic.

A few yellowed test papers floated out of the door, spun a few times, and landed at Ji Rong's feet.

Ji Rong lowered his head and saw the eye-catching number 13 on it.

The test paper was graded with a red pen, with big cross marks covering the entire paper, and the number 13 was in the most conspicuous position, obviously the score obtained by the owner of the test paper.

Ji Rong took a few more glances and found that the content was about elementary school, that is, at the level of fifth and sixth grades.

After finishing the test paper, when Ji Rong raised his head again, the eyeball on the cat's eye inside the door had disappeared.

Looking from the outside to the inside, it was a black hole.

Ji Rong turned his footsteps back, raised his hand and knocked on the door lightly.

After a while, I finally heard an old voice: "Who is it?"

Ji Rong didn't speak, waiting for the door to open from the inside tremblingly.

As soon as the two met, the old man in the house slowly raised his head.

The cloudy and dark yellow eyes are half-opened, furrow-like wrinkles are deeply set on the forehead, and the loose skin on the two dimples is drooping.

The age should be more than 70 years old, hunchbacked and bent, and the mental state of the whole person is very poor.

The old man tried his best to raise his head and looked at Ji Rong for a long while, then he was a little confused and said, "Who are you looking for..."

Ji Rong bent down, looked at the old man and said, "Grandpa, can I come in and sit down?"

The old man was probably a little deaf, he asked again, and Ji Rong nodded after repeating: "Come in."

The old man entered the door first, and Ji Rong quietly followed behind.

As soon as I stepped into the room, I smelled the ashes of incense paper that has been accumulated for many years.

Ji Rong looked around, and his eyes finally stopped on the photo frame beside the bed.

It was a black and white photo of a man and a woman, both young.

She was probably just married, and she was wearing something like a Chinese wedding dress. The woman was leaning against the man's side, with a shy look on her face.

And the man, although his face was serious, gently wrapped his arms around the woman's shoulders, and the joy in his eyes could not be blocked.

This should be a loving couple!
"That was taken by my wife and I when we got married. She has been gone for decades, and the photo is blurred..."

Seeing Ji Rong looking at the photo frame, the old man took the initiative to introduce it to her, walked over to pick it up, and wiped it lightly.

The photo frame is made of glass, and the old man holds it in his arms carefully, like holding a rare treasure.

"Girl, sit down!"

After the old man finished speaking, he said again: "Close the door, I am too old to blow the wind."

Ji Rong didn't speak, but walked over and closed the half-open door.

The old door was pushed, and there was a harsh "creaking" sound.

When the door was closing, Ji Rong saw the test paper outside, and it was flying in the air again.

After closing the door, the light in the room was completely dimmed, and Ji Rong could only see the black shadow of the old man half leaning against the bed.

She walked over quietly and sat on the wooden chair opposite the old man.

On her right is the censer that often burns incense.

The closer they are, the smell of incense and ash is not so strong.

Neither of them spoke. Although they couldn't see the old man's expression clearly, Ji Rong could feel that the old man was looking at her.

But it seemed that not only the old man was looking at her in this room, but also many pairs of eyes were staring at her.

Perhaps seeing that Ji Rong was too calm, sitting in the wooden chair seemed to melt into the darkness, the old man was inexplicably restless, and finally couldn't help but speak first.

"Girl, no one has lived in this apartment for many years, why did you come here?"

(End of this chapter)