The windows were covered with thick curtains, and the room was pitch black. Only on a table in the middle of the room, a slender candle struggled to burn out its last body in the darkness, emitting a faint light. Under the dim light, several pale and stiff faces were reflected, and the expression on each face was focused and nervous, as if waiting for something important to happen. A rough and thick voice sounded outside the light. When the owner who was not sounded, he could only see a hazy shadow. The shadow was low but strong, and he could not recognize race and identity.

"The young Johnson's heart was filled with fear and ran wildly along the mountain road in the dark." The rough voice seemed to have become hoarse and low due to tension, and he whispered in a low voice: "There are constant strange sounds behind him, as if the undead were chasing him while the night was dark. That night there was no moon, and the mountain road was pitch black. The young child stumbled and rolled down the mountain, and I don't know how many times he fell down the middle."

"Finally, Johnson ran out of the jungle in the mountains and saw the lights of the village in the distance, and a young peasant woman carrying a mushroom basket, as if she had delayed her time home because of picking mushrooms. She was rushing back to the village from the other direction while taking advantage of the night." The rough voice paused, as if she was brewing emotions. When she spoke again, she became even more quiet: "Although this peasant woman looked strange to Johnson, she was a living person after all. The young child ran to the peasant woman quickly, hugged her legs and cried loudly, and while crying, pointing to the dense forest on the hillside behind her back, shouting, there are so many undead there, wow, so terrible."

The owner of the rough voice deliberately pinched his voice and spoke in a childish voice like a child, but the hoarse voice pretending to be like this makes people feel even more chilled.

"The peasant woman bent down and hugged the trembling child, touching his head and comforted him. She stopped crying and asked patiently: What kind of undead are they?" The rough voice continued: "Johnson started to tremble again when he recalled it, but because there was an adult around him, he was no longer as scared as before, sobbing and answering: They were all skeletons. Some had no arms, some had no legs, and some had no heads. They were all krakela sounds when they moved. They were scared to death, and they were scared to death."

"No head? The peasant woman felt very confused and asked the young Johnson: If there is no head, can those skeletons still move?" The rough voice imitated two identities and said, "Johnson, who is still a child, is very scared and stuttered, "Yes, yes, not only can they move, but they can also take off their heads and throw them in the sky. The heads flying in the air can make terrible laughs. Ahhh, it's so terrible."

"You can do this, the peasant woman made a marvelous sound. She suddenly took off her head and raised it in front of Johnson, screaming and asked him, "See if it's like this." A rough voice said halfway, and suddenly stretched out her hand and really took her head off and put it under the candlelight. The pale skull emitted a faint light under the candlelight. The jawbone opened and closed and laughed loudly: "That's it. That's it, you see if it's like this."

"Ah~~~~~" What's more terrifying than a girl screaming when she was frightened was a group of girls screaming together. The candle was knocked over and extinguished in the screams. The collision of tables and chairs in the darkness turned over, the chaotic footsteps, screams and laughter were heard. If someone who didn't know heard it, he would probably mistakenly think that something tragedy happened here.

With a "bang", the door of the room was suddenly kicked open, and the chaos in the room stopped abruptly, followed by a ball of light shot out from behind the person who kicked the door, hanging high in the air to illuminate the entire room. The one who kicked the door was a priest girl with white robe and silver hair. With the help of Vivian's lighting technique, the girl saw the scene in the room as if frozen.

There were many people in the room, but every time I saw a person clearly, the blood vessels on the forehead of the priest girl would pound violently. The storyteller was a skeleton deer without a doll. She appeared in front of several girls without any concealment. At this time, she was holding her head in her arms and running around by the other girls. Two pairs of twin sisters chased behind the deer angrily, waving the cushion in her hands and constantly slapping the headless little skeleton. The most hateful one was the little banshee Anne, who was obviously a dead soul, but was frightened by the story and flickered all over her body, as if she was about to dissipate at any time. At this time, she also gritted her teeth and blocked her similar people from the air. In addition, in a corner of the room, two adult women sat shoulder to shoulder, covering their mouths and laughing at the children's interaction.

For a moment, the room fell into death silence. After a moment, the first person to react was the two adult women. The two of them smiled dryly with a slight look on their faces, "Hahaha, that's the shop that will open tomorrow. You must go to bed early today. Hahaha, we'll leave first, no need to send us away."

"Nicole, Rachel, you two act as agent guardians, and don't care about these crazy kids." Seeing the two adult ladies jumping out of the window without even leaving the door, Lina gritted her teeth and waved her fists at their backs and said angrily: "You wait for me, I'll go to your two shops tomorrow to make trouble. Huh, these two guys are running so fast. Then, you guys, where are you going?"

"Haha, haha, it's Sister Lina. When will you come back? I miss you so much." Mixue'er's eyes rolled, and she opened her arms and hugged Lina: "Wuwuwu, I thought you didn't want us anymore."

"Stop pretending for me." Lina reached out to Mixue'er's forehead with a snap, preventing her from holding her, and said with a pout, "You always pretend to be pitiful in this way. You are the most cunning. Don't want me to be fooled again. Hum, let me know clearly, why are you going crazy again this time? Hum?"

"Go." Mi Xueer curled her lips secretly, and immediately changed into an innocent expression, and said with her big blank eyes: "We are not crazy, we are telling stories, hehe, just bedtime stories."

"Oh, bedtime story." Lina looked around with a smile, turning to the tables and chairs, broken teapots and tea cups, carpets soaked in tea, snacks on the ground, candles burned into a small hole in the carpet, cakes that fell on the carpet faces, and a lot of red jam on everyone's clothes. Lina's eyes swept over an item, the faces of several girls became stiffer. After she looked around, the girls' expressions became even worse than crying, but Lina just smiled with an unknown meaning and said, "No, good, are your bedtime stories going to challenge the Guardians? Or do you think our home is too worn and ready to be demolished and rebuilt?"

"Well, we know we're wrong." Ansha blinked at the other girls, took the lead and lowered her head and said pitifully: "Sister Lina, don't be angry, we will never dare to do it again, woo."

"You can say this ten times a day." Lina put her hands on her chest, unmoved at all, and said coldly: "Punish you, clean up the place now, otherwise you will not be allowed to sleep, and then wash the carpet and clothes on her body tomorrow. As long as there is a little unclean, be careful of your ass being beaten."

"Yes!" The maid sister was overjoyed and said happily: "We'll go sort it out right away."

"I didn't say you two, let them all do it by themselves." Lina snorted again and said to the Pansy and Mimosa sisters: "You two will be punished later. Then tell you alone. Also, how did you come out of the puppet?"

"Everyone knows it, including Rachel and Nicole sisters, and the two weird sisters who always appear together." The little skull was holding his skull, using his skull to bite people in a corner that Lina couldn't see. Suddenly, the topic was shifting to himself, and he panickedly put his head back and forth, answering: "Everyone doesn't hate me like this. Except for the discomfort at the beginning, there was no special reaction, so I can come out at home with confidence. Everyone likes Xiaode, and Xiaode loves everyone, hehe, I like life here the most."

"I'll be punished, too. Now you four, clean up the place immediately, and then go to bed quickly, and don't see when it's time. Go quickly." Lina's roar like a dragon made the four children scream and escape in panic, and each went to find tools to clean up the room. Lina then rubbed her forehead helplessly and sighed, turned around and left the room, and said as she walked: "You two come with me, and now discuss the punishment for you."

The maid sister followed Lina timidly. As soon as she went out, she saw several people standing at the door, with familiar faces all over the place. Everyone was holding back their smiles and looking at Lina who was like a mother with a headache.

When they realized that these faces were still there, a strange sense of peace suddenly arose in the hearts of the two sisters. The two sisters who grew up in the City of Innocence could not understand why they suddenly had such inexplicable emotions.

Walking to another room not far away, Lina suddenly turned her head and stared at the two sisters tightly. Until the two sisters had already had cold sweat on their foreheads, she suddenly stretched out her hand, pinched her sister's mimosa's face, pulled her face into a funny smile, and held her face and squeezed it together and rubbed it, saying, "You guys are very good, I'm very happy, but I can do better, I will be happier then."

"Go away." Catherine knocked out Lina's bullying hand with a snap, patted the two sisters' heads and said, "But she is right. You are doing well and are working hard to be like a normal girl, and are working hard to integrate into this family. We are very happy. When you don't need to pretend to be yourself, but really blend with them and play with them, it means that you have really walked out of the shadow of the City of Innocence, and we are all looking forward to that day."

"Yeah." The two sisters suddenly felt their eyes inexplicably sour, and quickly blinked hard, nodded and said, "We will work hard."
Chapter completed!