Chapter 18 What the hell is this

"This thing..."

"This feeling..."

"Are you sure it's a puzzle?"

The three of them stood at the door of the haunted house, and bursts of thrilling music sounded in their ears, and the lights were also light and dark. Even though they were standing at the door, Chu Minzhi's body was tight and tight.

"This clue is very similar to a symbol, or a pattern? What's the difference?"

Meng Nanxi touched her chin and stared at the things in front of her. She was already constantly diverging her mind. At the same time, she also looked at the camera and said, "All people in your entertainment industry are so introverted? You are going to have such questions. Everyone is a per capita undergraduate student."

It’s not Meng Nanxi’s complaint, but it’s mainly this type of puzzle. People with general education should not be able to reach it, right?

"How come this thing looks so much like a route map? Could it be the direction indicated by the arrow?"

Chu Minzhi murmured to himself, and the more he looked, the more he felt it was very similar, and her low whisper made Meng Nanxi immediately realize.

"Yes, it's the roadmap. I understand, this is 2075!"

It was simply a word that woke up the dreamer. Meng Nanxi quickly solved the answer and started to use it directly, turning the corresponding number on the password lock.

Chu Minzhi and Zuo Yijia looked at each other, with incredible in their eyes. It turned out that they were solved so simply?

Isn’t it said that you need draft paper when calculating? Where did this little monster come from?

It is completely different from the first haunted house before. It has changed its black appearance, but it is a green glow, a green light that is impossible to see directly.

With the sound of "Gada", the password lock was opened.

"Teacher Meng, you are really amazing."

[I'm so funny, the funny joke of this year, Meng Nanxi actually has these riddles.]

[Meng Nanxi gets out of here quickly. Such a person is embarrassing to the entertainment industry.]

Zuo Yijia's face was full of praise, and for the first time he showed other expressions other than coldness to others.

"Why do you do this to me?"

"You disturbed us for rest, I must get you off."

Zuo Yijia/Chu Minzhi: “….”

Before the two behind them could react, the NPCs in front of them began to move. With the flashing lights, they changed the previous horror atmosphere and directly turned the atmosphere of the entire haunted house into a sand sculpture.

After the group opened the password lock, they walked inside.

Not only were the staff and guests stunned, but even the barrage in the live broadcast room began to rise like snowflakes.

Wherever there is Meng Nanxi, there are black fans, and wherever there is a dazzling insult, as if he is connected with Meng Nanxi.

"My life is so hard."

Meng Nanxi pursed her lips, took out her ears, turned to look at the camera brother behind her, and said blankly: "Did your NPC get the wrong script?"

[Even if Meng Nanxi is bankrupt, she still likes to use money to smash people. Is this the answer I bought?]

Meng Nanxi blurted out of surprise, and after seeing the NPC standing in front of her, her mouth twitched.

"Where is my head? Where is my head?"

The camera elder brother shook his head, his face covered in confusion, as if he didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, the director who was switching the picture to Meng Nanxi's side, sprayed out a sip of water.

"Good guy, what's this?"

His right hand trembled unnaturally. He looked at the live broadcast camera and his lips moved.

"What the hell is this?"

Li Jiaqi's live broadcast room is really crazy

I grabbed Guerlain + various facial masks, creams, and makeup remover tonight, and I was perfect.
Chapter completed!