Lan Tianyou was so frightened that he bounced back in an instant and hid behind Nan Xiangwan and Gu Beihuai.
Gu Beihuai took out amulets one by one, and as expected, got three boxes in exchange.
The hands also shrank back and did not show themselves again.
Gu Beihuai handed the three boxes to Lan Tianyou casually: "Open."
Lan Tianyou: "..."
He wanted to ask, for the sake of the show's process, shouldn't we look for clues to the password first?
Can we at least pretend?
Unfortunately, he was the only one who thought so. Nan Xiangwan and Gu Beihuai were already standing on the side waiting for him.
Lan Tianyou was extremely aggrieved. The pressure was huge!
As it turned out, this person's luck was indeed good, but it was based on probability rather than metaphysics.
So for the next three boxes, he used his luck to open one.
As for the remaining two, he still had to find clues and passwords.
Of course this matter was left for Gu Beihuai to handle. Lan Tianyou helped look, it was more convenient with him around.
As for this kind of thing, Nan Xiangwan was completely useless. She simply sat back down on the ground!
Behind the scenes.
Hua Yuanwu, who had been staring at the screen intently, heaved a sigh of relief!
It scared him to death. He thought Lan Tianyou would hack his way through, but fortunately things went back to normal later.
Four boxes opened, two left. Still two more passwords to find.
Hua Yuanwu wiped the sweat from his forehead. As long as there was a process, it was fine. He was afraid the audience wouldn't understand anything before swiping through all the levels!
......
On the other side.
Guan Liangzhe had progressed from drunken ramblings to reckless behavior.
At this time, the escape room scene had undergone transformations, with various new elements added and the transparent electronic screen replaced with a mirror.
Guan Liangzhe had been standing in front of that mirror, primping arrogantly!
The key was that he wasn't using a comb to comb his hair, but a toilet brush...
God knows why there was a toilet brush in this escape room!
Yun Qian and Zhou Wenxia were busy looking for clues to crack the room and had no time to deal with what Guan Liangzhe was doing.
When the two finally gathered a bunch of materials and started checking and analyzing,
Guan Liangzhe had already started a new round of arrogance. He took a wooden board, took off his jacket, found a table, spread the jacket out flat on the table, and started sliding back and forth on the jacket with the wooden board.
Yun Qian: "What is he doing?"
Zhou Wenxia: "This action, why is it so familiar?"
Danmu:
- I'm laughing to death! Laughing to death hahaha!
- Is Guan Liangzhe ironing clothes? That's a wooden board, darling!
- Ironing clothes with a wooden board! You really have guts!
......
At this time, Guan Liangzhe was fiercely drunk and couldn't distinguish between an iron and a wooden board. What he had in mind was that these clothes were expensive and couldn't be wrinkled.
These were the most expensive clothes in his wardrobe!
Brand new!
Ironing!
He ironed the jacket meticulously with the wooden board, carefully without missing any corners.
It took him half an hour just to iron.
Then somehow, he sighed.
Clunk!
He threw away the wooden board and it landed heavily on the ground.
Yun Qian and Zhou Wenxia turned around, puzzled looks in their eyes.
What was going on?
Guan Liangzhe said sadly, "Why can't I iron out the wrinkles with my mom's ironing method?"
Yun Qian: "Pfft!"
Zhou Wenxia: "Hahaha I can't stand it, my stomach hurts!"
At this time, Guan Liangzhe put his jacket back on and went to the mirror again, looking left and right.
Guan Liangzhe: "Hmm, so handsome!"
Yun Qian and Zhou Wenxia laughed into a ball, unable to get up from the floor.
This guy was definitely narcissistic hahaha!
The bullet screen laughed wildly again.
And at this time, the terrifying element began.
The familiar dimming of the lights!
A blood handprint suddenly appeared in the mirror,
The blood was dripping down drop by drop, as if it was real, clearly presented in front of Guan Liangzhe,
In close proximity!
Guan Liangzhe: "Ahhhh!"
The familiar scream rang out. He didn't care whether the clothes were expensive or not, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, screaming.
He kept screaming and shrinking back, knocking over something midway, like liquid, wetting his clothes.
The blood handprint in the mirror was bright red, followed by a ghost face gradually emerging, grinning at the three!
Guan Liangzhe: "Ahhhh----!"
Yun Qian and Zhou Wenxia were also terribly frightened. Fortunately, the two had extremely strong adaptability and were not escape room trash destined by fate.
Amidst the initial panic, they soon noticed something.
The moment the ghost face appeared, the blood hand changed gestures, seeming to be pointing at something...
Soon, the lights came back on.
Zhou Wenxia immediately went in that direction to look, with Yun Qian also coming over to help.
As for Guan Liangzhe, he was currently looking at his pants and jacket in despair.
Ah!!!
What was this stuff!
The paint spilled, spilling all over him!
Guan Liangzhe wanted to die.
Danmu:
- He painstakingly ironed for half an hour and the clothes were spilled on with paint!
- I put myself in his shoes, I already feel like crying haha!
- Poor Old Guan haha!
- He finally gained popularity and his worth skyrocketed from his funny persona. He only wore these expensive clothes for a day and now they were ruined haha!
- It seems these expensive clothes can't be worn more than a few times because they can't be washed...
- Even more miserable haha! They can't even be washed? These clothes are wasted!
......
The bullet screen madly mocked him in stark contrast to Guan Liangzhe's grief.
Indeed, human sorrow and joy were not interconnected!
Guan Liangzhe whimpered in place for a while, then silently accepted this fact.
Guan Liangzhe: "I hope when I wake up, this is all a dream."
Yun Qian: "???"
Zhou Wenxia: "Hahaha!"
The danmu laughed wildly again, and some even screenshotted or screen recorded it to post on Weibo and crazily tag Guan Liangzhe himself.
You must see this when you wake up sober tomorrow to thoroughly experience the grief!
At this time, Yun Qian and Zhou Wenxia had already found the key clue. The gesture of the blood handprint was indeed pointing at an object.
It was a clock.
Zhou Wenxia stared at the clock, puzzled: "Can't figure it out, what does it mean?"
Guan Liangzhe spoke up at this time: "What time is it? I should take a bath and go to sleep."
Yun Qian: "It should be around 2am now."
Zhou Wenxia: "Yes, the time displayed on the clock is 1:48."
Yun Qian: "Is that clock showing the real time?"
Zhou Wenxia took a careful look and nodded: "Yes, it's still ticking!"
Yun Qian scratched her head: "No other clues huh? We've been trapped here for two hours already! Damn it!"
Zhou Wenxia was also very anxious, but suddenly her eyes glanced over something, and she became horrified.
Yun Qian: "What's wrong?"
Zhou Wenxia asked: "What's today's date?"
Yun Qian: "The 24th."
Zhou Wenxia: "But the date on the clock is the 17th..."
Yun Qian covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Last week?!"
Zhou Wenxia: "We're still in last week on the 17th?!"
Yun Qian: "We went back a week in time?!"
Zhou Wenxia: "Wait, I'm a bit dizzy."
Yun Qian: "Me too, a bit dizzy."
Guan Liangzhe came over at this time, still dripping paint water: "Time travel, crossing through time."
Zhou Wenxia: "No! We were sealed, sealed since last week! So we are in the mirror now, time is frozen on the 17th!"
Yun Qian: "Goosebumps all over, so scary."
