After returning the camera photos to Luo Yinghao and Lan Yaya, Yang Zimei returned to his room, just sitting down, and the knock on the door sounded outside, "Master, I came in."
"Um."
At this time, Yang Zimei didn't want to be disturbed by others, but she was curious about what Joan Zi was looking for her, so let her come in.
Sadako pushed in the door, and she has always been accustomed to scattered her hair or her hair. She actually tied a tall ponytail like Yang Zimei, overflowing this youthful atmosphere.
"Owner--"
Sadako's pace came in a bit briskly, "I want to take my photo."
"Sadako, you are not like me at all, but the photos you take are the case. What do you think?"
Yang Zimei picked out the photos of Joan Zi, placed on the table one by one, and asked Sadako.
Jeongzi laughed and took the photos in his hand, and looked at it carefully.
"Sadako-"
Yang Zimei looked at her, "But, I don't want you to be like me, I am a unique me, you are the unique Sadako."
"The owner will always be unique. Even if Sadako looks like the owner, it will not replace the owner. Please rest assured."
Sadoko said earnestly.
Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart sank.
That's right, Sadako looks more and more like herself. In the end, will she be back to her and be replaced by her?
And finally become a living dead?
Thinking of this, a cold cold rose up, making her goose bumps suddenly, and her heart became more uneasy.
She only left a picture of Sadako, asked her to leave, and then turned to Xiao Qian's room.
Since the disappearance, Xiao Qian has become drowsiness, and he has a lot of time to sleep in bed every day.
Yang Zimei came in and woke him up.
"Sister, aren't you going to accompany Brother Sky? Why are you here to come here?" Xiao Qian rubbed his eyes and asked.
"He returned to the United States again, Xiao Qian, look at this photo-"
Yang Zimei showed Xiao Qian's photo.
"Sister, when did you wear Sadako's maid? Hehe, it looks a bit like Sadako."
Xiao Qian said with a smile.
"Xiao Qian-"
Yang Zimei's expression was dignified, "This is not my photo, but the photo of Sadako. Just now Luo Yinghao took the shot of Sadako and took it out, but found it like me. This is just too weird."
"Sadako?"
Xiao Qian looked at the photo carefully and nodded, "Yes, your forehead has a little cinnabar red, this photo is not, what's going on? How can her photos look like you? But she looks more beautiful than you."
Yang Zimei rolled his eyes, and then felt depressed, "Xiao Qian, I am afraid that she will bite the Lord and replace me in the end, and I become a life -threatening life."
Xiao Qianyi listened, and also retracted the laughter just now. The tender face became serious. "Your worry is not unreasonable. Sadako, this strange existence, is very insecure in itself."
"Xiao Qian, I really want to lift the contract relationship with her, and I don't want her to follow my side again. If you think about it, what spells can you have."
Yang Zimei knew that although Xiao Qian lost his previous memory, he seemed to have some special ability, and he was well known to many magical spells and spells, such as hidden art.
"I try hard to think about it. But in my cognition, once the blood contract is booked, it will never be lifted."