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"what."

"what happened?"

"It's pressed to the hair, let's sideways."

"Hmm. Tsk, what are your legs doing?"

"I don't want to either, the space is too small and the legs are too long."

"Then what are you doing with your hands?"

Xiang Chi grabbed his disheveled hand on his chest, and looked at the blatant vixen with a chuckle under the dim light.

"Stretch your vest for you, how uncomfortable it is to be a wimp." Jiao Xian stretched his palms with a smile, directly touching his chest muscles without wasting any contact area.

"Is this little hand of yours an iron?" Xiang Chi put one hand under his head, pushed his wrist to his lips, and pecked lightly with water.

"There are surveillance cameras on the head." The little fox raised his chin towards Xiang Chi's back, and said, but did not delay him and leaned forward to kiss more.

Xiang Chi pinched his face and looked at the surrounding environment. He was narrow and short, he couldn't straighten his waist and squat down his legs. It was like a coffin with soft cushions. The two big and tall ones could only bend and overlap their legs. , huddled together and lying sideways in this narrow dark square.

"How did this get out?"

This secret room always likes to open a door in a place that can't be seen at all. The moment the NPC went out to deliver a surprise just now, an unusually abrupt and shiny brick suddenly lit up under the two of them. They went over curiously and wanted to take a closer look. Looking at the pattern, the bricks under Xiang Chi's feet suddenly emptied, and Jiao Xian, who was holding him in his hand, was also unsteady, and fell onto this inexplicable mat. When the two of them were trying to climb up, the mat suddenly sank. It also "clicked" and closed in front of their eyes, and then the cushions they were sitting on slowly floated up again, leaving the space for them lower and lower. In desperation, Jiao Xian smiled and hugged his boyfriend's waist in this obvious design intention. Not lying down in a "cube" in a double room.

"It stands to reason that this can be regarded as the jurisdiction of my character." He leaned on Xiang Chi's shoulder, unable to think of any key props on him, such as a gun and a hat.The gun is already an empty shell, and the hat is nothing more than ordinary, it doesn't look like the texture of hiding the key to pass the level.

"In such a small place, the characters falling into it should be uncontrollable. I don't think it has anything to do with the props." Xiang Chi raised his hand and touched the ceiling. There were no wonderful depressions and protrusions, just a few ordinary bricks.

"If people with claustrophobia come to play, maybe they will have a heart attack." Jiao Xian also touched the wall around him, the dim light, the small closed box, except for a few exhaust vents that are afraid of suffocation. The seams are almost tight, but there is also a faint plastic smell, which probably originates from the cushion under itself.

"No wonder I asked a lot of symptoms before coming in. I thought it was a gimmick to create a scary atmosphere."

Before entering the secret room, the staff carefully confirmed the physical condition of all the players, such as high blood pressure, heart disease, claustrophobia, fear of darkness, detailed and specific.

"Hey, this can be pushed in." A brick above Jiao Xian's side suddenly sank a few inches with his strength, and then happily popped out a further distance, pulling out a small drawer.

His angle was awkward and inconvenient to explore, Xiang Chi hugged him and leaned over to raise his hand, the drawer couldn't be pulled out completely, so he had to reach in and touch it, Jiao Xian blinked and looked at the rolling Adam's apple in front of him, and raised his head slightly with the force of his cervical spine.

"You." Xiang Chi laughed in a low voice, withdrew his hand to touch the wet and innocent Adam's apple, and helplessly warned the dishonest goblin below him: "There is surveillance above your head."

Jiao Xian turned his head to look over, and confirmed: "I can't take a picture." He was tightly blocked under Xiang Chi's suit jacket, and the surveillance camera was close to the waist of the two, so he couldn't capture the scene just now at all.

"Are you so arrogant if you can't take pictures? Huh?" Xiang Chi asked in a breathless voice, raised his hand to touch things again, and lowered his mouth unforgivingly, finding a position to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, tongue for a tongue, no loss at all.

The little fox let out an out-of-rhythm gasp, and complained in a calm voice: "Would you like to bite down and drink?"

Xiang Chi kissed his lips, rubbed his lips and said, "Bite it down and feed you."

Jiao Xian squinted his eyes and chuckled silently, watching a hard card in his withdrawn hand.

"password?"

There are six neat symbol groups of three rows and three columns distributed across the card in a two-by-three format, and the nine symbols in each group have three different styles.

"Is this symbol the watermark on the script?" Xiang Chi lay back and pointed to one of the simple logos.

"Yes, it's exactly the same." Jiao Xian leaned on his shoulder and took out the small script card in his pocket, comparing the two, they were exactly the same.

Xiang Chi skimmed through these six groups of content, but didn't see any patterns.

"Where is this thing?" Jiao Xian looked around again, but there were no other bricks that could be pressed. Suddenly, with a "beep", the position above his head lit up.

The two were lying down, and at the same time they heard the sound and looked up at the source of the sound. Jiao Xian's hand was still in that position, and he pressed it again, and there was light and sound again.

"Exactly nine bricks, are you inputting these?" Xiang Chi twisted his body and lay down on his back, looking at the card and observing the wall.

Jiao Xian also changed into the same posture, and pressed six meaningless passwords according to the positions of the symbols to enter.

no response.

The two fell silent, head to head silently studying the things in their hands.

"These two are combined, isn't it zero?" Jiao Xian pointed to the two sets of symbols arranged up and down, and then moved his finger to the next two sets of symbols, "These two are seven."

"Really." When the two groups are combined, the position of the symbol will form an angular Arabic numeral.

Xiang Chi kissed him on the cheek, and said coaxingly, "Our little fox is really smart."

Jiao Xian hugged him with a smile, and pressed the wall according to the guessed password. After entering the last number, the whole wall suddenly appeared blue light, and the cushion under him sank with a "bang".

Xiang Chi was inevitably taken aback, and the curse on his mouth turned a corner and finally turned into a very dissatisfied "tsk".

The surrounding air suddenly felt fresh and cool, and there was light under the feet, and the exit was not far away, but one had to crawl to get out.

The two looked back and turned around in this cramped space with great effort. Long legs are a serious disadvantage in such an environment. Turning in the other direction is in the way and stiff.

Jiao Xian was afraid that the baby would be frightened by giving gifts outside, so he took the lead and crawled ahead. With a distance of four or five meters, the two's slender legs effectively slowed down their movement speed. When they finally saw the sun again, they stood under a wall in surprise, Look at the things above.

"Awesome." Xiang Chi touched the double-sided mirror in front of him and couldn't help sighing.

On the other side of the mirror is the dark room, where the few people are terrified because of the missing teammates, unable to get out, not knowing whether the bad-faced officer outside will come in, they are like ants in a hot pot, anxious and panic.

They removed the bullet, pressed and pressed it, but there was no other response, and the electric chair was caressed by Meng Xiangyang back and forth, not even a light was turned on, let alone a mechanism.

The darkroom was facing away from the electric chair, and there was indeed a mirror. When they got together just now, they were forced to disperse before they had time to study it. Now Chen Xuqing stood in front of the mirror, holding the mirror frame and looking in.

Intuition told her that this mirror is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, but she was really afraid of the NPC's sudden love, so she didn't dare to caress it presumptuously, so she could only turn a blind eye and close one eye to prevent her face from being killed at any time.

On the other side, in front of Xiang Chi and Jiao Xian is a clear glass that faithfully and truly reflects every move of those people.

"what is this?"

Xiang Chi picked up the strong pen that was attracted vertically by the window frame. The moment it came off the frame, it felt like a magnet was hidden inside. The pen tip was round, the pen barrel was thick, and the whole body was closed, with no place to open it.

He casually drew a line on the glass, after all, it was placed next to it, and no matter how you looked at it, it matched the glass.

"what!"

Chen Xuqing, who was watching through the mirror, suddenly took a step back, and raised his parasol to defend himself in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Meng Xiangyang let go of the electric chair and came forward to hug his girlfriend, looking in the mirror with a slightly fierce expression.

"A streak of red just appeared on the mirror."

As soon as Chen Xuqing finished speaking, the "culprit" raised his eyebrows.

The two of them could clearly hear the conversation over there, the sound quality was rusty, very eavesdropping.When they first entered the room, the atmosphere in the dark room was dignified. Everyone seemed to be caught up in their own thoughts and did not communicate too much. The two of them didn't discover the small thoughts in this room at the first time.

"Can they hear us?" Jiao Xian touched the glass, guessing that both the sound and the picture should be one-way, otherwise there would be no meaning of this pen.

"Grandson." Xiang Chi called out to the other side, but got no response.

He drew a few more random strokes with the pen, and the people over there all came over to watch in surprise.

"There really is something."

"What do you mean? What symbol is this?"

"Don't make a surprise attack on this mirror like in the first room."

Several people chattered and discussed, but they didn't dare to get too close, and politely kept a subtle distance from this small half-meter-square mirror.

"Hey, there is a word, it's a Chinese character."

The socialite girl pulled the sisters and followed the appearance of the strokes to read out the mirrored characters one by one.

"I, yes, you." Display paused, then continued: "Master, master."

"..."

I am your grandpa.

Friendly and elegant, familiar.

Meng Xiangyang took a quick step forward: "Son? Son, are you in there? Are you both over there? How did you get in?"

Jiao Xian was speechless at the weird and naive tacit understanding between the two, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, looking at Xiang Chiyun's charming back with rippling eyes.

"Floor, brick, down, yes, machine, off."

"Under the floor tiles? They were underground just now?"

The fortune-teller stomped a few steps, then squatted down to take a closer look, "How to trigger it? If the door of this secret room didn't remind me, I really wouldn't be able to see it at all."

Taking advantage of Xiang Chi and his teammates exchanging information without hindrance, Jiao Xian wandered around the room carelessly.

This is an observation room. Three old-fashioned wooden chairs are placed facing the glass window. Each box requires a password.

Jiao Xian looked at these puzzles that urgently needed to be solved, one head two big.

Rational analysis, if there is only one player who falls into the underground "coffin", then he will face three lockboxes alone, not to mention whether these answers are ultimately related to the reunion of teammates, just saying that the workload is very unreasonable.

"What's the matter with this board?"

There was no constructive information on either side of the mirror. Xiang Chi's text exchange came to an end. He tilted his head and glanced at an inconspicuous little gossip plate at his waist. texture.

As Jiao Xian approached, Xiang Chi pulled him into his arms, stretched out his other hand, and moved casually.

This lithograph is a classic jigsaw puzzle of three concentric circles. On the inner, middle and outer rings are written eight characters and eight patterns corresponding to the Eight Diagrams, and the outermost circle is some meaningless symbols.

In addition to the innermost circular plate being fixed, the outer two circles have raised ridges that can assist in rotation.

"Oh, it is necessary to match the correct patterns and characters one by one." Jiao Xian rotated the gossip marks of the three solid Yang Yao lines onto the word "gan", and other characters and marks also moved to the corresponding positions at the same time.

"Huh? How do you know how to turn like this?"

"I saw the public account of popular science once before, and I just remember it was... itchy." Jiao Xian grabbed the big hand on his waist that kept pinching, and looked helplessly at the smiling person beside him.

"You have such a waist, really, what is that word called?" The level of education is not much in terms of literary literacy, Xiang Chi kept moving his hands, twisted his mind a few times, and finally choked out a sentence: " Yingying grasp."

"That's a description of a girl, and it means a waist that can be wrapped around an arm. It's not like you pinch it like this..." Before he finished speaking, Mr. Xiang knew that mistakes could be corrected, and he really stretched out his long arms to hug her. Buckle it into your arms, personally confirming the authenticity of this "Yingying grip".

No matter how long Xiang Zong's arms are, they can only be just right around a man who can be regarded as strong. They face each other, their upper bodies are tightly seamed and airtight, and the rise and fall of the chest and abdomen with breathing can be clearly perceived by the other party.

The warm breath lingers, and the tip of the nose touches away ambiguously.

In the period of passionate love, missing a kiss in 10 minutes seems to have lost a huge sum of money.

The secret room is more or less a public place, even if they are the only ones there, they still have to pay attention to the surveillance camera with a small red dot flashing in the corner, so in such an atmosphere that should happen naturally, they lost [-] million to the sum and assistant Jiao.

Returning to the puzzle-solving state, Jiao Xian couldn't get away from being hugged, so he had to fiddle with the puzzle with the big sticky candy on his back halfway.

"That's wrong. Kun has three horizontal lines, so it won't match up." He pointed to the word "Kun" to match it with the correct mark, and the pairing of the word "Qian" went wrong again.

Xiang Chi rested his head on his shoulders, stretched out his hand to caress the seams of the stone slabs, and picked at random, the fan-shaped stone with the word "Kun" fell down, Jiao Xian quickly caught it, turned it over, and found that there was one on the back for locking and fixing The grooves, and the texture does not have the weight of real stone, it seems to be imitated with other materials.

The detachable rotating jigsaw puzzle is more difficult, and the only insane difficulty is that Jiao Xian has no impression of anything other than the two best-remembered marks of Qian Kun, and Xiang Chi simply doesn't know what to do, so he can't point it at all.

The two picked one by one, and only four of them could be disassembled and assembled. Looking at the four boards in their hands, their thinking on solving the problem was embarrassingly empty.

"Did the fortune teller give you a hint?"

As soon as Jiao Xian spoke, Xiang Chi thought of something with him almost at the same time. He nodded in agreement, and returned to the mirror to pass the message.

A few people over there groped for the floor and the walls near the floor for 5 minutes, but found nothing. The mirror moved again, and everyone leaned closer to read the information again.

"Gossip?" The fortune-teller was cueed out by the mirror, and took out a palm-sized simple divination plate from her pocket. It was so simple that it was just a one-centimeter-thick iron sheet pasted with colored printing paper. It was touched a lot and even faded .

"Sure enough." Xiang Chi looked at the small round cake, commanded the other side to put it on the mirror, Jiao Xian compared the four stones back to the correct position, and put together the two rings. The biggest problem is It's those weird symbols on the outermost layer.

"Is this a field? Is this a mouth?" He pointed to the two stones that most resembled Chinese characters, and after he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, "The mouth is not so flat."

"This can't be pi, right? A combination of Chinese and Western?" Xiang Chi also found a very familiar symbol, one horizontal and two vertical, which is exactly the same as pi.

"The clue might be on the other side."

As soon as the voice fell, the voice of the fortune-teller came through the monitor.

"There's something else here."

She just felt that the hexagram plate was too thick, and there was no need for it to be abnormally thick. She instinctively spun around and looked at the side, and she really found an inconspicuous small round button. There was almost no elevation between the round button and the side. But the size and shape are very attractive, and when you press it, the girl stretches out her hand and picks it lightly with her nails, and a very thin small iron piece pops out from the other end. The iron piece opens like a jackknife, with a drawing on it. It is a triangle, with a horizontal line on the tip of the triangle, and this iron piece is standing above the character "Dui".

Jiao Xian looked at the opposite side and found the same symbol on the outermost circle. The slate was turned, and the correspondence was neat. With a "click", a small brick was lowered from the position corresponding to the eight trigrams plate in the dark room, revealing the keyboard password inside. Lock.

"It's awesome, it's more interesting to solve the puzzle bilaterally." Meng Xiangyang bent down to look at the content on the keyboard, and said with certainty: "The password here must be with you, and it is an English letter."

"English letters?" Xiang Chi was taken aback, looked at the Bagua board again, and said on the other side: "There are characters here, which are in the south-west direction and east-west direction, and in the north-east direction."

"True southwest and north east is Duili Kanzhen." The eight trigrams have directions, and the word "kan" located below itself has an N written on the wall below it, and the character "Zhen" on the left is written E, which should represent The English abbreviation of direction happens to be the conventional 180-degree rotation of up north, down south, left west, right east.

Jiao Xian said: "Can it be WSNE?" It was simple and rude, but he always felt it was too hasty.

Xiang Chi stretched out his fingers to touch those strange symbols, shook his head and concluded, "No, it's ZBDT."

"Ah?" The little fox tilted his head and looked at his determined boyfriend in a daze.

"These are axisymmetric English letters. Look at the pi, which is two T's, the field is two B's, and the mouth is two C's."

Jiao Xian was clear, his eyes reflected the dark red on the other side of the glass, and he squinted his eyes with a smile. Just as the rainbow farts in his mouth were about to run loose, Xiang Chi automatically and consciously moved his face towards him.

The little fox lovingly put his arms around his neck and poked a resounding "medal" on his cheek, cooperating: "Baby is awesome!"

The child got the big red flower and wrote the password on the glass with satisfaction.

West, South, North, East, Northeast, and Northwest, a total of six letters, ZBDTJC, Meng Xiangyang entered the password according to the words on the mirror, and successfully cracked it.

The green light indicating the correctness came on, and there was a soft "pop" sound from the floor behind him, and the two floor tiles collapsed like a mechanism that stood at the bottom. .

It was the place where Jiao Xian and Xiang Chi hugged each other.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_

I originally wanted to finish the Chamber of Secrets quickly, but the manuscript does not allow me to do so.

pi is the pi of the circle, I wrote pi for fear of display problems

(Correct typo and a bug)