"Hey, Conan, I didn't even say it, you just took the initiative to say it. It seems that you still know the right position. I feel much more relieved." Xiaolan said with a smile.

"So, Sister Xiaolan, do you still want to hold my hand?" Conan looked up at Xiaolan and asked with some expectation.

As a drum washing machine, I rarely had close contact with Xiaolan, but I became a primary school student Conan. Not only did I receive benefits from Xiaolan many times, but I also had close contact with Xiaolan, including not limited to sharing a bed, burying my head, holding my thighs, holding hands...

"Conan, you have this kind of awareness. I don't have to hold your hand anymore. I believe you won't run around." Xiaolan bent down, reached out and touched Conan's dog head, and said with a smile.

——Xiaolan, I am not worthy of your belief, hold my hand quickly.

Conan wanted to say this, but in the end he gave up and didn't dare to say it in front of Xiaolan.

If you can't hold hands, you can't hold hands. It's no big deal. Anyway, there are more opportunities in the future, not just holding hands, but also other things...

Now I don't envy you at all.

I really don't envy it.

Conan followed Xiaolan depressedly and shuttled through different attractions.

Miss Yuanzi held the camera and took photos all the way, and unknowingly used up a film.

I thought it would be time to stop taking pictures like this, and it was time to go back, but I didn’t expect that Miss Yuanzi brought four or five films when she went out, but now she has just used up one.

"Yuanzi, you have brought so many films, are you planning to take photos?" Xiaolan said in surprise.

"Of course." Yuanzi nodded and said to Xiaolan with a smile: "Xiaolan, let me tell you, I'm a professional photographer."

"Hey, Yuanzi, when did you become a photographer?" Xiaolan said in confusion.

"I have practiced the technique of taking photos." Yuanzi said.

"So it's such a photographer, I understand." Xiaolan suddenly realized.

"No, Xiaolan, you don't understand. Although my current photography skills are not as good as professional photographers, I am much better than amateur photographers." Yuanzi said with a smile: "Come on, Xiaolan, stand up, I'll take a photo for you."

"Yuanzi, you..." Xiaolan was about to say something when she heard a click.

"I've taken the photo." Yuanzi said with a smile.

"I wasn't ready for the garden. Why did you take a photo? I must be very ugly." Xiaolan said dissatisfiedly.

"It's not ugly." Yuanzi said.

"Is that right?" Xiaolan didn't believe it and walked to Yuanzi: "I'll take a look."

"Okay, okay, I'm really afraid of you. If you want to see it, just watch it. Let me tell you, I'm a photographer who is more powerful than an amateur photographer. How could he make you ugly?" Yuanzi said dissatisfied.

Xiaolan still didn't believe in Yuanzi very much, so she walked over and looked at the photos taken by Yuanzi.

——You must be better than an amateur photographer.

——Seeing how much film you brought when you came out to take pictures, you didn’t know how much film you used before.

Conan stood aside with nothing, and because he was too bored, he silently complained in his heart.

For some reason, every time I see Miss Yuanzi, Conan always wants to complain, but if he doesn't complain, he feels uncomfortable all over.

"There are still a few attractions in the garden?" Xiaolan asked.

"Well, let me see the plan... We visited seven attractions today, and there were two more to go to." Yuanzi took out her small notebook, looked at the plan she had made before, and then said to Xiaolan.

"There are two more?" Xiaolan frowned and said, "It's getting late now. Why don't we continue to visit tomorrow? Let's go back and rest now."

"No, Xiaolan, there are only two left. We can't give up halfway." Yuanzi said.

"Okay, okay, I'm really afraid of you, so we'll finish visiting the two attractions and go back immediately." Xiaolan said.

"That's what we decided, let's go quickly." Yuanzi turned around and left.

"Sanzi, go slower." Xiaolan said, and then told Conan: "Don't get lost, Conan!"

"Sister Xiaolan, I understand." Conan nodded, suddenly feeling a little strange. It seemed that something bad had happened. He looked back and saw nothing, and couldn't help but laugh.

——I’ve been a little suspicious recently. Is it because of the pressure too much?

When Conan thought of this, he felt that he should relax. If he kept tense of his nerves, he would become nervous.

When Conan went to chase Xiaolan, a bad guy holding a knife suddenly emerged from the originally calm grass.

The guy stared at the direction where Xiaolan and Yuanzi ran away for a while, then turned around and left.

And in the grass, a woman with brown haired hair was stabbed to death, her eyes widened and looked at the sky without any hesitation...

"It's so pitiful."

The little black man suddenly appeared here, looking at the brunette woman who was stabbed to death, and sighed pity: "Let me help you."

"How unfair it is to kill you, be happy outside, but you die. Now it's OK...you can go for revenge."

The little black man squatted down, reached out and closed the brunette's eyes, and then disappeared mysteriously.

The little black man born from sin will not disappear as long as the sin exists...

Now I smelled the smell of sin, so I came here.

Then... the little black man did something bad, revived an evil spirit who wanted to take revenge, and then waited to watch the show.

The evil spirits who crawled out of hell, who had pushed themselves into hell in order to revenge the bad people who pushed themselves into hell, don't know what actions they would do.

This may be the purpose of the little black man.

"I... am I dead?"

The evil spirit of revenge came out of the brunette woman, a little confused at first, and had no idea what was going on.

As time passes, it has not passed for too long, only one minute, but for the evil spirits of revenge, it is as long as ten thousand years.

The original memories, like a tide, instantly poured into her mind.

The evil spirit of revenge remembered everything and knew how he died. Now he was full of anger and murderous intention toward the person who killed her - he just came here to travel, but was killed by someone.

It's so unfair to die!

In this strange state, no matter what, it cannot be considered alive... then it has become a ghost!

"I want to take revenge!"

The evil spirit of revenge made up his mind to kill the person who killed him, but now there is a problem that troubles her - she cannot get too far away from her body.

If you can't leave your body, you will not be able to kill the person who killed you!

The evil spirit of revenge was very anxious and tried his best to find a way to leave. Gradually, they were almost desperate.

But at this moment, an attraction suddenly came from a distance, and it seemed that as long as you obey, you could leave this place.

The evil spirit of revenge did not resist and let the attraction suck her away, and finally attached herself to the headband of the garden.

"Why?"

Yuanzi suddenly screamed.

"Sangzi, what's wrong?" Xiaolan asked with concern.

"It's okay, I just think the hairband suddenly becomes heavier. Maybe it's my illusion. OK, don't care about these things, let's go back quickly." Yuanzi said with a smile.

"Is it really okay?" Xiaolan asked looking at Yuanzi.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's really okay. It's not too late now. Let's go back quickly. When I go to Wawu Hotel, I'll treat you to a good meal. The dinner there tastes good. Don't leave tonight. Stay in my room. I'll talk to them and just add some money." Yuanzi said.

"Uh, I live in your room, what should Conan do?" Xiaolan looked at Conan who was following him and said.

"Conan, it's okay. He's just a kid, just live together." Sonoko said.

"Yanzi, is it really okay?" Xiaolan asked.

"It's okay, just add money, it's fine." Yuanzi said confidently.

"Okay, Conan and I will stay, but after I go back, I will call my father." Xiaolan said.

"I really have to call." Yuanzi winked at Xiaolan and said, "But, aren't you worried?"

"Hey, what am I worried about?" Xiaolan asked in confusion.

"Did you forget?" Yuanzi said, "Before we left, you told my uncle that he would not let him drink next month. You also speculated that he might go to the bar today to get drunk. If he is drunk now, if you call him, won't he hear it?"

"Yes, what should I do?" Xiaolan said, "Or why I'd better go back with Conan."

"No, Xiaolan, it's so late now. You take Conan back, what if you encounter danger?" Yuanzi said.

"I'm not afraid, I can do karate." Xiaolan said with a smile.

"I'm using a knife," said Yuanzi.

"I will knock him down before he can use the knife." Xiaolan said.

"Okay, Xiaolan, first go back to Wawu Hotel with me, and then call Uncle Maori. If it can be reached, just call. If you can't make the phone, you can call the hotel front desk and ask them to inform Uncle Maori. This is OK, right?" Yuanzi said.

"Uh, okay." Yuanzi said so thoughtfully. If Xiaolan refused, she would be a little ungrateful.

"Let's go quickly. This place is gloomy and I suddenly feel a little scary." Yuanzi said.

"Is it gloomy?" Xiaolan looked around, not feeling gloomy and terrifying: "Sangzi, have you had an illusion again? It's not gloomy and terrifying at all."

"How could it be?" Yuanzi expressed disbelief.
To be continued...