After turning the corner of the stairs again, Bai Zao stopped with a lamp in his hand, took off the hanging door lock, pushed the door, and led Luo Lanxi behind him into the room.
After entering the room, she first lit the oil lamp and candlestick in the room, letting the soft light fill the room, and then turned around to introduce herself.
"This is in the west corner of the fourth floor. It's relatively quiet. Let's sleep here tonight."
The girl glanced around the room briefly. Against the wall stood a wooden bed covered with a turquoise-blue quilt with local indigo prints, giving it a rustic beauty.
There is also a red-painted dressing table next to the wooden bed, with a bronze mirror on it.
"The upper floor is the attic where we store our sundries, and the lower floor is my sister-in-law's room. I guess she'll sleep late tonight because she'll be keeping watch with her sisters."
"If you have anything, you can come downstairs and find me in the yard. There will be people in the yard all night." After giving some instructions, Bai Zao left a lantern and waved goodbye before going downstairs.
After Bai Zao left, Loran Hill sat down on the edge of the bed, looking carefully at the ceiling above his head and everything around him.
This type of local building is typically not inhabited on the ground floor, used to tie up livestock or store fodder and firewood. The second and third floors are used for living, while the top floor is typically used to store less frequently used items. The entire structure is constructed of stacked stones, forming a tower-like structure. From the outside, it appears plain, like nothing so much as dirt and rock. However, the interior is quite refined, with all the necessary utensils and utensils.
After walking back and forth in the room for a few steps, the girl came to the window and looked out at the dark window.
Everything in sight was almost completely dark. The hills and the world in the distance could only be seen as very faint curves in the starlight above. The world in the mountains was a darkness that absorbed everything, making people feel a sense of fear unconsciously.
The mountains at night are still so scary. The girl whispered, recalling the scene that emerged in her mind. It seemed that when she was a child, she was also like this, standing in front of the window looking at the dark mountains, and sometimes she would have nightmares out of fear.
Finally I remembered something. I had the experience of living in the mountains when I was a child in my previous life.
If that's the case, is this her third life? She closed the window and sat back on the bed. She looked at the warm flickering candlelight, feeling the fleeting and changing nature of time.
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