I, my father-in-law, set off a frenzy of public examinations in ancient times

what will happen ...

This question kept circling in Luo Yuanyuan's mind, but nothing happened until he stood there in a daze for a while.

Luo Yuanyuan tilted his head, did that guy surnamed Hu make fun of me that day? ...

Luo Yuan moved his hands according to his heart, and put his hand gently on the armrest again.

It was still the same as before, no accidents happened.

Luo Yuanyuan even felt that the handrail was smooth and round, and he must have put a lot of thought into it when he hit it...

So Luo Yuanyuan touched the handrail, walked upstairs more confidently and boldly, and even hummed a ditty while walking:

"Who broke the slave's windows? My eyebrows come, my eyes go, and I look at you secretly. How can I take your kindness down, and I want to hug you, just because of people's eyes. I see my dear, dear." Kiss looked at me again...huh?!—"

Luo Yuanyuan had just passed a corner when he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his subordinates.

At this time, because of drunkenness, his brain was very dizzy, and his vision was also blurred.When he lifted the hand that had been touching the armrest just now to under his nose for a closer look, because he didn't hold the lamp, he couldn't see anything clearly.

Luo Yuan shook his head, rubbed the remaining four fingers with his thumb, and used his sense of touch to feel carefully what he just noticed was wrong...

"Ah, sneeze!—" Because of Luo Yuanyuan's actions, a cloud of dust mites was sucked into his nasal cavity, which made his nose itchy and sneezing.

"Tch, you said that woman works quickly, and the armrest is full of dust...Ah!——"

Luo Yuanyuan suddenly let out a short scream, held on to the handrail and rolled and pushed a few steps from the stairs, until he retreated to the ground, his heart retracted two points into his chest.

He just, he just... obviously touched a cold human hand! ——

Luo Yuanyuan tried his best to hold down his beating heart, but he obviously felt another steady and very light breath. Not only that, but the sound of breathing was accompanied by the slight sound of footsteps going downstairs, "creak, creak—— "Come towards him.

One cannot fall twice in the same place! ——

Luo Yuanyuan remembered what his mother often said to reprimand him, so he bravely controlled his hands and feet that wanted to run away, and took out the fire pocket that he had prepared in his arms...

At the same time, I kept comforting myself: It’s okay, it’s okay, ghosts are afraid of fire, and even more afraid of the yang energy in people...

The orange candle was lit, and Luo Yuanyuan saw the old woman who bumped into him yesterday again. At that time, she was walking down the stairs like a puppet with a rag, wiping the handrail beside her.

Said it was rubbing, but in fact the hand holding the handkerchief didn't move at all, it was more like she used the handkerchief to cover her hand and moved down.

Her other arm was hanging down like this, and her wide sleeves were tightly blocked, she just walked straight down without turning sideways or stopping, looking like a complete mad woman.

It seems that what she touched just now was the hand she silently moved down to wipe the stairs...

"This young master, it's my fault, I'll help you up..."

The exact same words directly reminded Luo Yuanyuan of the experience of bumping into her last time, but this time the positions of the two were reversed.The only thing that remains the same is that he, Luo Yuanyuan, is still sitting on the ground.

The old woman's furrowed face showed no expression at all, even though she was saying an apology, it looked as if she wanted to kill her by describing her face! ——

"Enough!" Just know that she is human!

Luo Yuanyuan yelled at the woman angrily: "What are you doing to scare people when you come out at night? Didn't the people in the building say that you won't come out at night?"

The woman grinned, showing her shriveled gums, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I scared the young master... The utility room is in front of it. It's the kindness of the people in the building who gave me a place to rest at night..."

"Don't you usually go back to your own home?"

"My incompetent gambler son has already been exported!..."

Luo Yuanyuan pursed his lips, not wanting to say anything.The main reason is that he feels his current position, so what can he say?
He waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, you go back quickly! Master, I still have to walk!..."

"No, I'm looking for something..."

Luo Yaokong felt that his patience had been lost, and he almost yelled and asked, "What are you looking for!—"

"I want to find a hand..."

"Hehehe", Luo Yuanyuan laughed angrily: "Are you out of your mind? Isn't your hand on your arm? I touched it just now..."

"It's not my hand, it's my son's hand..."

"What are you doing up the stairs looking for your son's hand? It's sick."

"But it fell here... A few years ago, I saw gambling debt collectors press my son's hand on this handrail. They threatened me that they would not pay him back the money, and then cut it off in front of the old woman. his hand!
But the house has already been given to them, and I will not be able to make up that much money for a while; I, I beg them, can they not cut off my son's hands, but chop mine if he wants to, he still has a bright future ah!Without hands, how can you hold a pen, dance a sword, and shine on the lintel? ..."

Luo Yuanyuan felt his heart beating fast again, going crazy, this old lady is crazy! ——

The old woman suddenly jumped down, and the movement was so loud that it directly extinguished the candle. The hand that Luo Yuanyuan touched on the armrest just now tightly grasped his upper arm, and the coldness penetrated through the thin summer. The shirt is passed directly:
"Young master, do you know that they still chopped off my son's hand! My son's tender hand, which has never touched a hoe and had calluses, just slipped into a pool of blood, like a pot of thick red blood. White meat in soup!
The blood column sprayed out from his wrist sprayed the entire wall opposite, and the dense blood spots had a jagged shape, cutting my heart one by one!

My son hurts, it hurts so much! ——The cold sweat and blood on his face were mixed together, and after a while his entire face turned pale pink; but all the facial features on his face were twisted again, the pale pink seemed to be after holding his face dripped out.

He was rolling on the ground in pain, and several people couldn't hold him down, until someone slipped and fell on him from his blood and knocked him unconscious, then he calmed down..."

This time, no one can block the woman for Luo Yuanyuan. He crossed his arms to block the woman, and also blocked his teeth that could not be tapped up and down: "You, didn't you find it?"

The mother-in-law took the fire folder in his hand, shook it lightly twice, and the light returned to this dark and narrow place, but Luo Yuanyuan couldn't feel any warmth.

"I found it, but it can't be used anymore. The debt collector left, leaving black footprints on my son's hands..."