A black-robed staff member strode over, and Family took a new card from his hand and hurried away. The black-robed man waved at the group of Chinese tourists, as if excited, but Wanwan was a little nervous, and she had already found her inside an exhibition hall.

The exhibition hall was small, the size of the living room of the Rong Mustard family, but it was filled with scepters and crosses made of gold.

Although it was gold, after all, the years were too old, and the light was dim, and the light of the gold jewelry was already a little dim. Directly opposite Wanwan is an awkward-looking oil painting, in which the man wears a pointed hat and looks a little weird, and his nose and eyes seem to be twisted together. In the display case below him lay a yellowed picture book, on one side of which were three beautiful and plump young girls, and on the other side were three comical skeletons.

In an instant, the author of the album seemed to speak this philosophy in a playful tone.

"HI," Wanwan said silly, hoping that these paintings were also spirits, maybe they weren't as scary as they looked, and could kindly show her the way.

But alas, there is no other living creature in this house but her.

And what catches the eye is a noble lady figurine placed in the corner.

Oh my God, she was actually made of pure gold, and it was inlaid with red gems, and the expression on her face was serious and calm. Estimated to be...... Wanwan actually knows very little about the stories in the Bible.

It's strange that such a precious thing is not in the display case. It's just careless and unreasonable.

Wanwan wanted to push open the door and go out, but she always felt that something was watching her from behind.

She pushed the door open a little and jerked her head back.

Everything works fine.

She pushed the door open again, and couldn't help but jerk her head back.

Still in order, she quickly pushed the door open completely.

That's when she hears "Ah! A scream came from the room where the group of Chinese tourists had just entered.

Looking at the glow of the stained glass, I only felt that I was actually in a palace conjured by the devil with a spell.

And by the bright sunshine, she saw the figurine of the noble lady...... Her eyes turned out to be moving!!

So, Wanwan fainted.

……

One pomegranate was peeled and bright red juice flowed out, and another was peeled off, and who was laughing......

Is it a harvest festival or something? It's so festive.

And it's so comfortable, it's like you're taking a cold bath. Wanwan rubbed something and turned over.

Wanwan gradually opened her eyes, only to realize that she couldn't see anything. Something obscured her eyes.

It was a very fine peacock feather, something that only a rich man can have.

Wanwan struggled to blow up the feathers. It made her want to sneeze.

It was so dark that it took a lot of effort to see clearly, and on the opposite side was an ancient fountain, and on the wall was a super luxurious relief, which looked like four evil dragons had been screwed together, and moss had grown on them due to the age. The stone carvings next to it are covered with cobwebs.

And then there's ......

And then there's ......

A woman, a woman with a face as white as the moon and long black hair, slowly walked out of the four evil dragons, wearing a scarlet nightgown, green eyes like cursed gems.

Her smile was bewitching and noble, just like the noble queen in Egyptian legend. She was emaciated, but the xiongbu was towering, and her long legs were full of raw allure. Oh my God, she could be a Barbie doll and tell a young girl who is not yet a child what is a xing temptation.

A giant red and black spider suddenly appeared on the woman's forehead and began its own exploration along her neck socket. The woman ran her fingers at it, as if she were very fond of it.

Wanwan felt as if she had been bitten by something. She struggled with all her might, her head tilted up slightly. Only then did he finally realize that he was tied to a pool with a dozen little girls, each lying in a container that resembled a coffin row. If she wasn't in a hurry to break free, she would have praised the coffin for being super gorgeous, with delicate reliefs on it.

The woman soothed her little pet and looked back at her, her green eyes as beautiful as the lake where the legend hides youkai. It was only later that the woman's face gradually appeared wrinkles at an alarming rate, and the wrinkles became deeper and deeper, and her whole face became like a dead tree.

The woman still kept a noble smile and waved her index finger.

A man in a black robe walked over and pressed Wanwan's head back with emotion, and another man in a black robe closed the lid of the coffin. The steel needle immediately pierced Wanwan's body, and she was like a pomegranate thrown into a juicer, bright red blood constantly seeping out of her body.

Help me!

Help me!

"Ahh Wake up screaming late and find yourself still in the same bed you said last night. Chuck was sitting next to him, and the sun was just right outside.

"Hi," Chuck said, fiddling with his hat, "you're awake, do you want some water?" ”

Late and late fell back into bed.

"No, no, thank you...... You're here!" Wanwan finally came to her senses and quickly got up and grabbed Chuck's arm, "I'm telling you, vampire! What a woman! Here's the problem!! ”

Chuck pushed Wanwan back to bed and wrapped her in a white frightening quilt.

"Listen to me, my dear, there's nothing wrong here, you might just be scared by the cat. Family said that the black cat he raised was particularly fond of burrowing into the golden statue, and many visitors were frightened. ”

"No, it's really not like that!" I was about to cry every night, "I was bitten by a spider!" Don't believe it, look here. Wanwan pointed to her toes, only to find that there were no wounds on her toes.

"I said, you're just scared by cats. Still a bit of a fever, but it's not a big problem. Chuck's tone was firm, "Well, the doctor will come later and give you a check-up." ”

Wanwan buried her face in a large soft pillow, feeling desperate.

She had a sense of foreboding that she might not be able to escape.