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Hearing this, Song Wei immediately nodded obediently, and Zhu Yaru followed suit.

They all gathered around Zhouze unconsciously, like two little quails following a protective umbrella, carefully walking through the dark passage of the haunted house.

Immediately afterwards, they witnessed a series of Zhouze's magical operations.

This was a ghost bride-themed room. As soon as they walked in, they saw a blood-red coffin in front of them. The faint green light was like a will-o'-the-wisp, eerily illuminating the square box of locust wood as red as blood.

Behind the coffin is the wedding hall.

The pale and weak light shines on the lime-white peeling paint wall, and a large bright red word "囍" can be seen, which is particularly horrifying.

There are two high chairs in front of the hall, and between the high chairs there is a tall small square wooden table. The height of the square table is actually higher than the armrests of the wooden chairs, giving it a sense of incongruity from the underworld.

Songwei hadn't even come close yet, and even just looking at it, he couldn't help but tremble.

He was trembling all over and didn't dare to take another step forward.

Zhu Yaru resisted her fear and tried to comfort Song Wei. However, what made things worse was that the coffin, which had been silent all the time, suddenly made a creaking sound.

It was very small at first, and seemed very far away, as if it was their hallucination or misunderstanding.

But gradually, the sound became clearer, and because the volume increased little by little, everyone felt that the source of the sound seemed to be approaching.

Even across the screen, the viewers of the barrage were trembling with fear. They sent barrage messages to protect themselves. Those with relatives and friends at home even hugged each other to keep warm.

At the same time, everyone heard clearly that the sound came from inside the coffin.

At first it was low like a sigh, then it became a bit sharper, full of resentment, and finally it turned into a terrifying scream of long nails scratching the downward side of the coffin lid.

Song Wei: "..." I really want to die, who knows.

Zhu Yaru: "..." The underworld is too much.

Comment viewers: […] I’m so confused, is this really a love variety show?

The picture remained still for a second.

But Zhouze's beautiful eyebrows were still peaceful. He even stared at the coffin board with interest, showing a faint smile of interest.

Then, under the astonished gaze of everyone, he walked steadily towards the coffin, which was being thrown into the coffin and made a strange sound.

Lifted the cover directly.

"..."

I don't know if it was Zhouze's illusion, but the moment he opened the coffin lid without hesitation, the atmosphere became even more silent.

Zhouze let out an almost inaudible "um", blinked his long eyelashes, and amidst the gasps and stops from Zhu Yaru and Songwei, he bent down and took out a small bottle from the coffin. Audio.

That's the weird noise this thing makes.

I don’t know why, but after Zhouze took it out, the speaker intelligently became silent and lay quietly in Zhouze’s hand, like a little hamster pretending to be dead.

"Don't worry, it's fake."

Zhouze looked at this thing for a second, then looked up at Songwei and said gently.

After the words fell, a prompt suddenly sounded in Zhouze's mind, "The hero's rescue value is +15, and Lu Lisheng's current rescue value is 23."

Huh? The casual contact just now was enough to increase the rescue value by one, but suddenly he picked up a small gadget and added it.

Zhou Ze was a little surprised. He couldn't help but look at Lu Lisheng, who had been quiet all this time. The latter was staring at him tenderly, his eyes unblinking.

The man's appearance was originally like that of a dragon or a phoenix, but now he was looking at him with such affectionate gaze, revealed by such a pair of eyes as beautiful as works of art, which made people's hearts beat faster.

Zhouze coughed lightly, then forced himself to look away, came back to his senses, and looked at Songwei again.

At this time, Songwei was almost moved to tears - of course he knew it was fake, but he still couldn't control the fear in his heart, but Zhouze's way of showing it was so straightforward that he felt uncomfortable no matter how scared he was. Be polite.

Zhu Yaru was not afraid at all at this time.

"When I think that the scary sound just now came from such a gadget, it's inexplicably funny."

She opened her eyes wide in surprise and spoke accurately.

At this time, the backstage staff said: "..." It's forbidden to make fun of props!

This stalemate came to an end, and the dark room became calm again. Songwei's courage was finally stimulated by this roller coaster-like experience.

But as soon as he walked over, he was suddenly startled again.

It was none other than the two tall chairs that had been empty just now. At some point, two old men wearing red clothes and pale faces sat on them.

Their bodies were stiff and they sat like puppets.

On the high square table in the middle was a fat doll with its head screwed off.

"I, he..." Zhu Yaru almost couldn't hold it back and jumped back a big step reflexively.

"This, this, this, when did this appear?" Song Wei stuttered and whispered.

He no longer cared about what was decent or not.

Life is the most important thing.

Zhou Ze heard this and replied: "When you were frightened by the coffin just now, everyone's attention was focused on the source of the sound. No one noticed if the lights on the chair were turned off. When they were turned on again, the props would It’s here.”

For some reason, things that were clearly extremely scary completely lost their horror color as soon as Zhou Ze explained it. Zhu Yaru and Song Weiru nodded as if they had watched a show of "Approaching Science".

——Not afraid anymore.

After all, when they think about how the staff behind the haunted house hurriedly put the props in at random, they instantly feel a sense of reality.

There's still something a bit weird about it.

And that's not all. Zhouze walked towards the high hall chair again, seeming to want to do something with the new props.

By chance, the announcement sounded again, [Visitors please do not approach the props! Visitors should not approach the props! Visitors should not approach the props! 】

Zhouze stopped obediently when he heard this, with regret on his face.

"I originally planned to open the heads of these two paper figures and show them to you."

"..."

Lu Lisheng, who had always been unknown, watched and listened, and raised the corners of his lips slightly in the darkness.

He never thought that Zhou Ze had such a cute side.

It's so cute.

The subsequent trip to the haunted house was no accident. Song Wei and Zhu Yaru were no longer afraid after Zhouze's repeated operations and popular science.

The three of them can even discuss the settings of the haunted house around the staff who are pretending to be ghosts and preparing for a chase.

The academic atmosphere is so strong.

By the time they were satisfied and returned to the amusement park from the exit of the haunted house, the sun was setting.

It's getting late.

After the four of them took a group photo, the afternoon tasks assigned by Yun Lian to Song Wei and Lu Lisheng were easily completed.

In the group photo, you can see that at the moment when the shutter was pressed, Lu Lisheng was looking softly at Zhou Ze, who was smiling brightly at the camera next to him.

While the audience was eating life and death, they had seen through everything.

[Yun Dao is not releasing water, this is clearly releasing the sea]