Butterfly Chanahui opens the door, and the bright sunlight fills the room in an instant. She raises her hand across her eyebrows to simply block it.
"What a nice day."
Under the cherry tree in the yard stood two people, one of whom was carrying a large bamboo hat.
At this time, she already knew that it was a special prop, called a sunshade hat, which could protect ghosts from the sun.
Before he overcame the sunshine, Mr. Qingcun relied on it to move in the sunshine.
At the beginning, I cheated patience.
Thinking of this, Butterfly Xiangnaihui smiled and walked towards the two men.
"Mr. Qingcun, Zhu