The man's body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly recovered.
Li Lan frowned slightly: "Little Yuzu."
"Shh." Little Yuzu put her index finger to her lips and winked at Li Lan.
Li Lan remained silent, her thin lips slightly pursed.
Wen Shuqin stood next to Li Lan with a solemn expression and a stern face.
The long-haired man looked at Xiaoyouzi with a very strange gaze, and the smile on his face was forced: "Do you know that there are no ghosts in this world? When a person dies, their soul dissipates and only the physical body remains."
"The more beautiful a person is, the more their physical appearance becomes the greatest work of art left in this world! These are all works of art!"
A tremor came from inside the bag, and Xiaoyouzi pressed it down with one hand.
The man stretched out his hand, a strange smile on his face: "Come with me, little kid, I'll give you as many dolls as you want!"
The man's hand reached out and was about to touch the little pomelo.
Wen Shuqin frowned, but before he could act, Li Lan made the first move.
Are you sick in the head?
Li Lan slapped the man's hand away and shielded Xiao Youzi behind her.
The beautiful woman said arrogantly, "If you have a mental illness, get it treated as soon as possible, don't come out and embarrass yourself!"
This is a place for everyone to appreciate paintings, not your playground. Don't just drag other people's children into saying all sorts of strange things!
The man looked up at his reddened hand and saw Li Lan's disdainful expression.
The dissatisfaction in my heart had reached its peak.
He roared at Li Lan, "You vulgar person, you have no idea what high art is!"
“I don’t think I need to understand your art.” Li Lan’s expression was indifferent, with a hint of disdain. “I should send you to the police station. Your death art has caused quite a bit of trouble, hasn’t it?”
The man, agitated, instinctively retorted, "What do you know!"
Seeing that Xiaoyouzi was looking at him with a smile, the man felt a little flustered.
But he quickly calmed down and chuckled gently, "You've misunderstood. I didn't hurt this pretty little girl."
He raised his hand, pretending to be harmless: "If I didn't hurt her, I won't go to jail, right?"
Little Yuzu gave a sweet smile: "Yes, you didn't touch me or hurt me. So, what about them?"
As she spoke, Xiaoyouzi pointed behind him and asked, "What about those people?"
The man's gentle smile froze on his face.
He instinctively turned around, his fist clenching, before asking with a puzzled look, "What are you talking about? What about them?"
"Can't you see?" Little Yuzu strolled up to Li Lan, nudged her, and shielded her behind her.
Holding Li Lan down, Xiao Youzi chuckled as she walked, saying, "Those are the people you killed. They're all following behind you."
Little Yuzu's tone grew softer and softer, making it sound terrifying.
Coupled with the eerie smile on her face, the man almost died on the spot.
The long-haired man panicked for a moment, but quickly composed himself and smiled, saying, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Li Lan also glanced at Xiao Youzi in surprise.
Little Yuzu patted her hand: "It's okay, I can handle it."
Hearing Xiaoyouzi's assurance, Li Lan didn't say anything.
So, Xiaoyouzi walked a few steps away from the long-haired man and said in a feigned fright, "I think you should have seen a young lady wearing a red coat, with long black hair and red high heels."
The long-haired man's pupils contracted; he was the first...
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