In a slightly stiff atmosphere, under the control of the "new doctor", the vehicle was driving carefully towards the Chudu Villa.
Two hours later... the bus stopped successfully at the door of a villa.
Belmode: "?"
...This is here?
It's true or false, she shouldn't be dreaming. Maybe now she pinched her thighs and opened her eyes in a severe pain and found that she was still in the wooden hotel full of hidden dangers?
It is better to act than to doubt, Belmode quietly pinched himself...
Then he became even more confused.
——Without dreaming, what is happening in front of you is indeed the most real fact.
...So it really arrived so smoothly?
"I thought this journey would be like when Bourbon took Jiangxia back and forth, and it would take 81 difficulties to reach its destination. The way was filled with various accidents, wild corpses and tires..."
However, they were like a group of ordinary tourists, and they came to the place they wanted to go smoothly.
After a brief moment of confusion, when he got off the bus with everyone, he looked at the three policemen carrying their luggage, and Belmode seemed to understand something.
"Is it because these three police officers have public offices and are not as flexible as Bourbon, and Uzzo is worried that the holiday balance of the three police officers will be exhausted in various small preparations before the main meal is served.
Only two side dishes were arranged as a way to adjust the road?”
Although he barely explained the smoothness of this abnormality, Belmode was not relieved, but became more alert.
——Miscellaneous experiences and understanding of Uzzo told her that arriving here does not mean the end, but rather it is more like the beginning of everything.
...
"Here you come."
Hearing the parking noise, an elderly grandma came out of the villa.
She was wearing a heavy jacket and a festive red hat. She looked up at the group of customers from Tokyo and said, "There are so many people, you won't all be here to make chocolate."
Calvados, who had never quarreled with a high school girl, was so angry that he couldn't help but glance at her: "Isn't your signature here just to make chocolate? What are we going to do if we don't make chocolate?"
Can't come and kill someone?
"You actually came to make chocolate too?" The old lady looked at him in surprise. Soon, she shook her head in disagreement:
"You look like a tough guy, but you are superstitious about this kind of thing - what we are famous here is the natural ecology and various small animals that have entered the villa. As for chocolate, it's just a misunderstanding."
Suzuki Yuanko remembered her own chocolate making career and felt a thrill: "Misunderstanding?"
The old lady nodded. Maybe she had been alone in the mountains for too long. Although she didn't look like a passionate person, she was unexpectedly speaking. When she heard the guest ask him on his own initiative, she started talking nonsense:
"It was Valentine's Day a few years ago. Two internet celebrities came to our villa for vacation. I don't know how they looked at each other, so they soon became a couple.
"Maybe they had their fans opposed it, and they actually used the chocolate from this villa as a shield. After a while, it was inexplicably reported that "Fudu Villa can make love chocolates with magic."
"The business here has been very popular for a while. Unfortunately, my husband passed away unexpectedly four years ago. Since then, rumors of haunted have spread here. Many young couples who are afraid of ghosts dare not come... Alas,
Although I have been much more leisurely, sometimes I really miss the grand occasion of the past."
Ran Maori's heart skipped a beat: "Haunted?!" - Why haven't you heard of such a big thing before?!
Jiang Xia seemed to be quite interested in this topic: "What kind of ghost?"
The old lady glanced at the kind-looking young man and shook her head for him: "Don't ask more questions, the more you know about this kind of thing, the easier it will be to get involved--you can go to the woods during the holidays in the few days you come to vacation.
Play, but remember, once snow starts to fall in the sky, you must go back to the house immediately and can't go outside anymore, otherwise..."
She lowered her head slightly, and the wrinkles on her face piled up strange shadows: "Otherwise you will receive the gift of death from 'that kind'."
"'That kind of thing'?" Ran Maori was so scared that his tone changed, "And the 'death gift'?!"
Belmode: "..." The innocent child is afraid of anything.
She shook her head helplessly, and pretended to be curious and asked the old lady: "What do they mean?"
——Fear comes from the unknown. As long as you know it clearly enough, Angel will probably not be afraid anymore.
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The old lady looked at the group of young people and shook her head and refused to speak.
At this moment, a sneer came from behind her: "Grandma Yuasa, you are telling that boring ghost story again."
Jiang Xia Xunsheng looked up and saw a young man walking out of the villa gate with a travel bag on his back and having a camera hanging around his neck.
The enthusiastic guest blinked at Ran Maori and explained to her: "Don't listen to her mother-in-law's nonsense. It's not that scary. In fact, it's just a very common snow victim.
"Every winter, all kinds of unlucky dead will appear in snowy mountains and forests everywhere. The only special thing here is that when the corpse is found, there is always a piece of cold chocolate next to the corpse."
Calvados: "?"
…Isn’t it auspicious to use haunted chocolate as chocolate for love?
However, perhaps it is precisely because of the watering of blood that the chocolate here has unique magic.
When a member of the organization was secretly tangled.
Next to me, I was even more scared when I saw two high school girls knowing the truth, and the traveler couldn't help but feel happy.
"These students who have lived in the peaceful city for too long seem to not understand the cruelty of nature." Thinking of this, the traveler helped the windbreaker and secretly corrected himself in his heart:
"No, not just a student, but the woman dressed in a white-collar worker yesterday was the same - just after listening to a little bit of the story here, I was so scared that I hid in the room and haven't gone out yet. Haha, this timid look is really
cute."
While savoring the joy of scaring people, he continued his words just now and said in a gloomy voice:
"The victims were all guests living in this villa. The locals guessed that they were cursed by the women who lost their way while they were making chocolate. Some people also said that it was the snow girl who was causing trouble. Alas, but