After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

An Nanyuan pinched his face in a daze, and then "hissed!" under the obvious pain, and finally confirmed that he was not dreaming.

Because of the previous experience of being dragged into the Yin God World in Jiazifen Village in his sleep, this time, he didn't dare to move directly, but sat on the chair tremblingly and looked around, fearing that if he moved rashly, he would be hurt. Something bad will happen.

What he was in should be a newspaper office.

In the big room as far as the eye can see, newspapers and books of all kinds are piled up everywhere as high as mountains, and the desks are tightly buried.Maybe everyone is too busy with work, as if a tough battle has just ended, many books are not even closed after flipping through, and they are just put aside, looking messy and full of book atmosphere.

There was no one in the spacious office, only An Nanyuan was sitting behind the front desk.

Even if he didn't know what was going on, An Nanyuan could guess from the arrangement of the seats that the owner of his desk should have a high status.

His eyes turned back to his own eyes, and the work card placed on the desk also confirmed this.

Editor-in-chief of Binhai Daily: Nanshan.

An Nanyuan blinked, a little dazed.

He remembered very clearly that he should be in the hotel, even if he was kidnapped by the gangsters after he lost consciousness - after all, there are never a few illegitimate children in the entertainment industry, and top idols often have to face crazy love, kidnapping and Voyeurism is just commonplace.

But that's supposed to put him in a warehouse or some other hotel room, right?What is it to put in a newspaper?

But soon, the corner of An Nanyuan's eyes came to him, and he suddenly realized...

His clothes were changed.

An Nanyuan: "!!!"

He was frightened into a cold sweat on the spot, and dozens of bad situations flashed through his mind instantly. The things about the stars whose careers were ruined because of photos and videos in the past also frantically crowded into his mind.While he was reaching out his hand to fumble around to check his condition, on the other hand he was desperately planning for the worst.

My manager is sorry, I may have to retire early, the only regret is that I failed to "revenge" Yaxing Company, maybe they would be happy to see me unlucky, after all, the Anthony they wanted to launch was ruined by me, alas, They should be very happy when they see the news, damn it...

and many more?

An Nanyuan's wild thoughts stopped, he felt the completely normal clothes under his palm, his eyes were dazed.

The person who changed his clothes didn't do anything out of the ordinary. He even put on normal clothes, which were even more tightly wrapped than his usual private clothes. It seemed that he had no plans for that at all.

Shirt vest, corduroy suit, and a pair of glasses in the pocket of the suit.

It's very similar to what a teacher or an editor would dress up.

And combined with the fact that he is now at the newspaper office... Could it be that that person wants to play a cosplay? ?

An Nanyuan felt that his brain was not enough, he immediately stood up, not only looking at the things on his body, but also started to look at the things on the desk, wanting to quickly confirm what the situation was.

But the more he searched, the more frightened An Nanyuan became.

The receipts in the pocket and the notebook for recording inspirations, the pen and eyes in the suit, and a few bank cards in the wallet.On the desk, there were still open pens on the half-sorted drafts, and there were stacks of folders beside it, as if the editors had just handed in the manuscripts, waiting for him to revise them.

And it is also because of this that he has worked overtime and stayed in the office until now.

In the poorly lit office, only the green shell desk lamp in front of him illuminated one space. An Nanyuan stood in front of the desk with an open folder in his hand, and suddenly felt his heart plunge into icy water, and his heart was pierced with cold.

The man who did all this was terribly careful.It was as if he hadn't been temporarily changed and thrown in a strange place, but...he was the editor-in-chief Nanshan, working in the newspaper office, and he just woke up after taking a nap.

As for the stage, stars, and variety shows, it was like a bizarre dream, which made him unable to distinguish reality from dreams when he first woke up.

Thinking of variety shows, Yan Shixun's face suddenly flashed before An Nanyuan's eyes, which made his heart that was gradually despairing and lonely fall back to the world again.He is by no means the editor-in-chief Nanshan, he is An Nanyuan!It is precisely to follow Yan Shixun to see a wider and unknown world that he will always stay in the variety show.

Since I have seen dead people walking and ghosts taking their lives, maybe there is another unknown here, ghosts and ghosts!

An Nanyuan regained his motivation, he forced himself to regain his composure, and then turned his gaze to the office, wanting to find evidence to prove his conjecture.

And just as his gaze swept over, he suddenly stopped.

... No, he just seemed to see something wrong.

His brain is reminding him: turn around and look again.

An Nanyuan turned back with doubts, and looked at the newspaper office carefully, and then he realized what made him feel wrong—as a newspaper office, why didn't he have a computer?

Not only computers, printers, fax machines... All the equipment that An Nanyuan had always imagined in the office were missing.Instead, it was a transmitter, and an ancient manual typewriter.

An Nanyuan guessed vaguely in his heart, he hurriedly searched for the nearest newspaper from the desk, and then completely froze in place when he saw the huge date printed in ink.

The time he lived in was a century ago.

Unless the person who caused all this is so meticulous, in order to deceive his eyes, not only put him here, but also redecorated and arranged the entire building, and it cost a lot of money to scare him.

otherwise……

The newspaper fell from An Nanyuan's hands, and he was greatly shocked. He staggered and ran out of the office, trying to find any evidence from the outside that could refute his guess.

However, outside the newspaper office building, there is an empty midnight street with no one. The black and white plaques under the dim street lights are the unique style of the old Binhai. The neon lights in the distance are colorful, and the dance hall and projection hall are still on, but there is no sound.

The cold wind of late autumn blew into An Nanyuan's chest, but it seemed to pass through his heart, making him shiver from the cold.

——Here, it turned out to be the old Binhai a hundred years ago.

Moreover, the street scene was exactly what An Nanyuan saw in the concession area in the afternoon.

"This is me..." An Nanyuan's voice trembled, and he raised his voice in disbelief: "Traveled???"

[……]

On the live broadcast screen that An Nanyuan could not see, the audience who were still expecting An Nanyuan to say the same conclusion as Yan Shixun were speechless for a while.

[Brother, what are you doing, brother!Look at brother Yan next door, and then at you!Can't you say something reliable?If you do this again, I will doubt whether you are a stupid beauty!The cat is vicious.jpg]

[Fuck laughing, I saw An Nanyuan's expression was so shocked, I thought he had discovered some shocking secret, fortunately, I was looking forward to it, I didn't expect him to think that he had time-traveled? ?Hahahahaha. ]

[Pfft, but if it were me, I would probably think the same way.After all, to be honest, Director Li's scenes are really strong, and there is nothing wrong with convincing the way. ps: Except Chi Yan.I think the director failed in finding Chi Yan to play Lin Ting. ]

[Huh?Annan is an idol, right? Is his acting so good?If I didn't know that this was a script, I would have thought that he really woke up alone in a strange place, the acting was too real. ]

[Didn't Chi Yan say that everyone can only get the corresponding script?Since Director Li can use the hidden camera shooting method, maybe he can't even give them the script in order to help these amateurs enter the show, or fake the script, so that they can act in their true colors. ]

[Director Li is amazing!This effect is really good, much better than that kind of embarrassing cross-border acting. ]

[...But I still haven't figured out how Director Li used the camera, and why the scene suddenly changed from Brother Yan to this? ]

An Nanyuan stood stiffly at the door of the newspaper office like a statue for a long time, and then he slowly came to his senses.He turned around and got into the relatively safe-looking newspaper building, running back and forth in a panic, calling the names of other people in the program group, especially Yan Shixun, if he wanted to find even a familiar person.

When people are in an unfamiliar environment, their brains cannot work normally under extreme panic, and they will have associations.

An Nanyuan ran so hard that his throat hurt from breathing, but he was alone in the newspaper building, and he could only hear his own rough breathing like a wild animal, and his irregular heartbeat like a drum.Then he uncontrollably started to make random associations, and the plots of all the movies and TV series he had watched in the past flashed in his mind.

The ghost that crawls out of the mirror, the female ghost who cuts off her tongue when she screams, the corpse encapsulated in the cement of the wall, the ghost hiding behind the corner, lying under the table and in the corner quietly watching you Child, a female ghost whose limbs are broken and can only crawl on the ground...

Or monsters hiding in the thick fog who want to wait for an opportunity, zombies in the biochemical base, or a laboratory where the brain is used for experiments so I don't know where it is...

All the clips An Nanyuan had seen were broken and messy superimposed together, and they were displayed more and more clearly in his mind.

He has always been a person with a strong association ability.

Although this made him pretentious after reading Long Aotian's novels when he was a child, he felt that he would rule the world one day, but it also made him work hard all the time, and it also supported him in the pain and hardship of the trainee years. position today.

But now, his associative ability didn't help him at all, instead it made him more frightened and flustered, bumping around like a headless fly.

Then, just after he ran past the corner of the stairs, he suddenly met a hideous grimace.

The ghost's face was pale, and the huge ax in his hand was dragging on the ground. An Nanyuan was so close to it that he could even see its highly corrupted face and neck, as well as the bruises and veins spreading upwards.

At this moment, all the fear and panic burst out in An Nanyuan's heart, which became the last straw that overwhelmed his spirit and completely crushed his psychological defense.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

An Nanyuan screamed, turned around like a collapse and ran down in a panic: "Brother Yan, help me——!"

However, his screams echoed in the empty building, making it even more lonely and frightening.

It was as if all those monsters who had been sleeping in silence were awakened one after another by the voices of the living, poking their heads out from the darkness, and staring deeply at the deliciousness of flesh and blood.

Even the audience before the live broadcast couldn't help holding their breath, their hearts hanging high, watching An Nanyuan running on the screen.

The audience, who were originally asking about Yan Shixun and the strange child who suddenly appeared, were also caught by An Nanyuan's dangerous situation, their hearts were pounding, and they were flustered by An Nanyuan's strong emotions.

The camera kept shaking with An Nanyuan's footsteps. His heavy and disorderly breathing and life-saving voices were clearly transmitted to the audience's ears through the microphone, making them feel as if they were actually there, as if they were fleeing there now. No, it's not An Nanyuan.

but themselves.

An Nanyuan kept looking back, afraid that the ghost dragging the ax would overtake him, so he didn't pay attention to his feet.

He suddenly felt that something was kicked by his toes, and then his body involuntarily flew forward.

The scenery in his field of vision rose rapidly, and he opened his eyes, and fell to the cold marble floor with a "bang!"

An Nanyuan groaned in pain, but before he could react, he felt his hand touch something cold.

Like frozen leather, but stiffer and bitingly cold.

or……

An Nanyuan suddenly remembered where this feeling came from. It was more like the skin of a dead person. Even when he touched it unconsciously, he could feel the outline of an arm.

He froze instantly, as if he didn't want to face the truth, he raised his head after a pause.

However, the female ghost who was also lying on the ground raised her pale face covered by long black hair, her inorganic eyes looked straight at An Nanyuan, her arm bent at a strange angle also slowly raised, and stretched out towards An Nanyuan. Annan Yuan.

...He was tripped by the female ghost and fell beside the female ghost.

An Nanyuan: "!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

An Nanyuan shouted at the top of his voice, his mind was shattered, his hands and feet were frightened and he tried to get up from the ground in a hurry, but his left foot stumbled and his right foot kept staggering, and his brain completely lost control. Control of limbs.

"Brother Yan! Brother Yan!!!"

An Nanyuan's screams made the audience's blood run cold before the live broadcast. Many timid audiences even directly muted or turned off the video.

[This is too tragic... Is there any festival between Director Li and An Nanyuan?Seeing now, I always feel that he is the worst one. ]

[Because there is Brother Yan over there, Zhang Wubing and the others were terrified before Brother Yan returned to the Jing house. ]

[I understand, I feel the same way, it seems that all the ghosts are gathered in An Nanyuan now.You can see that he only took a few steps, and he ran into ghosts several times without going out of the building. ]

[Huh?Why do I feel that these ghosts look familiar?And some of them don't seem to be ghosts, but rather ruthless characters like perverted murderers. ]

[It’s really true when you say it, especially that one, isn’t it an image from British folklore?It seems that the person who tripped An Nanyuan just now was a ghost from the island country next door?Wait, the one looking at An Nanyuan in the mirror behind him is also the female ghost in the movie!I just watched it last night!What is this, the whole horror mess? ]

[My god, I, a bystander, was so scared that I was sweating under the covers. How desperate is An Nanyuan there?It's so miserable... Director Li is too ruthless. ]

And during the discussion among the audience, An Nanyuan never stopped bumping into ghosts.

The density and frequency are so high that one even wonders if ghosts from all over the world are concentrated in the newspaper building.

An Nanyuan was so frightened that he was paralyzed, his hands and feet were as soft as noodles, and he couldn't lift his strength at all, but he still gritted his teeth and tried to escape.

However, whatever he was afraid of would come, the more An Nanyuan was afraid of encountering something, the more something would appear, he could only scream and turn back again.

The newspaper office building has become a hunting ground for ghosts, they are besieged everywhere, full of malice, looking coldly at the panicked expressions of their prey, and laugh happily.

"Giggle..."

"Giggle..."

An Nanyuan was in a panic, and his ears were almost useless, but the audience could clearly hear the children's laughter, and they doubted life for a while.

[Did you hear something?Like a child laughing.I remember when I was with Brother Yan before, did I hear this laughter too?Why is there also here! ]

[My mentality has collapsed, can you stop laughing! ! ! ]

[In front, make good use of the mute function!I am now, and I feel better after muted. ]

[Speaking of Brother Yan... I remember Brother Yan always made Director Zhang think of alpacas?He also said that what is imagined will appear in reality.Could it be that An Nanyuan is also here? ]

[Fuck!If it is true, then Annan didn't know it!I tried it before, and the more I was afraid, the easier it was to associate those things. This is a vicious circle!Is Annan Yuan going to die? ]

[Wooooow, I am praying crazily. ]

In a panic, An Nanyuan, who stepped down from the stairs and rolled down, slammed into the newspaper building, knocking open the heavy glass-paneled wooden door.

The cold wind blowing in from outside chilled An Nanyuan's hot sweat.

And his heart, which was hot and unstable, suddenly cleared up for a moment.

That's right, there seems to be no ghosts outside, so he doesn't have to run for his life in the building!

An Nanyuan staggered to his feet, quickly opened the door and ran out.

The audience before the live broadcast breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it must be safe now.

An Nanyuan also thought so.

Unfortunately, he was relieved too early.

On the empty street, only An Nanyuan, with disheveled clothes, was panting with his knees propped up, thinking he had escaped from the sky.

However, the dim streetlights seemed to have unstable voltage, and they flickered a few times after the sound of "Zizi!", and then the whole street was turned into darkness.

In the dense fog, there were low and irregular footsteps and impact sounds.

Like a whole group of monsters, they were walking towards An Nanyuan from all directions behind the invisible thick fog.

Cold sweat flowed down An Nanyuan's forehead, his Adam's apple rolled, and he felt that his clothes soaked in hot sweat were as cold as ice at this moment.

He seemed to be frightened, unable to run or hide, just stood in the middle of the road and watched the thick fog, waiting for something to happen.

Before the live broadcast, the audience was sweating and impatient, and even wanted to get into the screen, pick up An Nanyuan and run away.

But at this moment, a sudden roar of an engine came from the thick fog, and the light from two car lights broke through the darkness, galloping towards Annanyuan.

Some timid viewers have already covered their eyes and dare not watch.

[Ah ah ah ah brother! ! !What are you thinking about!Can't you think of alpacas!What is this thing that appeared again! ! ! ]

[An Nanyuan, get out of here! ! ! ]

Immediately following the roar of the car, there was a crackling sound and a heavy falling sound, as if the car had knocked something away, and it flew straight through the thick fog without any hindrance.

At this time, An Nanyuan finally saw what it was.

——An old-fashioned Chevrolet, a classic car that has disappeared from the market.

However, this classic car, which should be moved into the museum for proper display, soared to the speed of a sports car, and then flicked its tail beautifully, making a violent friction sound between the tires and the ground, and stopped firmly in front of An Nanyuan.

The fast wind made An Nanyuan dazzled, and when he finally opened his eyes and looked again, he saw the car window rolled down, and Lu Xingxing's brilliant and wanton smiling face protruded from it.

"Hey bro, do you want a ride?"

Lu Xingxing was wearing a dark green suit dotted with sequins and diamonds, but the exaggerated color was firmly suppressed by his handsome face, without being obtrusive.He wore a black fishnet jacket under his suit, and the gold powder and silver powder sprinkled on it shone in the light of the headlights.

Showy and beautiful.

An Nanyuan was stunned, he was almost petrified into a statue, his brain couldn't understand what was going on.

"Although I'm glad to find you, I have to say, if you want to reminisce about the old days, it's better to do so later."

Lu Xingxing pouted back: "When I came, I saw zombies behind it - exactly the same as those in Hollywood blockbusters, I don't know which genius made it~"

Lu Xingxing whistled, as if he was amazed and excited, with the fearless vigor of a young man.

"If you don't get in the car again, I will not be responsible for helping you deal with the zombies."

He spread his hands and said innocently: "My master only taught me how to deal with zombies, but he didn't say that I can deal with zombies."

An Nanyuan was embarrassed by Lu Xingxing's words, but he also heard the voice from behind the thick fog.Before he had time to find out why zombies appeared in the concession area, he quickly opened the door and got into the car.

Before he could sit still, Lu Xingxing slammed the accelerator and threw An Nanyuan into the seat.

But having familiar people by his side, and having a car like a mobile fortress still gave An Nanyuan a great sense of security.

He took a breath, and then remembered to ask Lu Xingxing: "What's the matter with your clothes?"

"you ask me?"

The high-speed wind blows in from the open car window, lifting up Lu Xingxing's clothes and hair. In the light and shadow that slides quickly, I don't know if it's because of his clothes that it makes him look like a star, just like his name. Bright and dazzling.

It's like a person who wandered between the clothes and temples in the entertainment field a hundred years ago, but never left his sincerity, only left a wisp of fragrance, then turned and left.

But it makes people never forget.

Even An Nanyuan, who was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry, couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment.

Lu Xingxing turned his head nonchalantly and said, "I haven't asked you what's going on with your body, are you teaching instead of being a celebrity?"

He sneered, and drove the car to the extreme speed on the deserted street. After seeing the zombies left far behind in the rearview mirror, he smiled: "I don't know what you think of our current situation, but I have to say one thing - the person who arranged the status for us must be sick!"

"Do you know where I was when I opened my eyes? Paramount! The one I stepped on turned out to be a gigolo!"

Lu Xingxing shrugged: "I won't be wronged, so I just grabbed the boss's car and ran away. How about this car, isn't it handsome?"

An Nanyuan looked at Lu Xingxing with a complicated expression, his lips moved, but he didn't know how to evaluate the current situation.

——Lu Xingxing, you can always destroy your image when you first think he is handsome.

It can be called the Huskies in the circle.

But unexpectedly, An Nanyuan didn't speak, but there was a cold snort from the back seat of the car.

"You call yourself 'Lao Tzu' at a young age? Who taught you?"

Lu Xingxing shrank his neck and remained silent.

An Nanyuan was amazed to see it, and quickly turned around to look back, wanting to know who was speaking in the back seat of the car, and it was so powerful.

——He has never seen anyone other than Yan Shixun who Lu Xingxing was afraid of!

Unexpectedly, at this glance, An Nanyuan froze on the co-pilot.

In Bu Suan's spacious back seat, five people dressed as Taoist priests were sitting crowded together.Some of the priests, An Nanyuan still had an impression, they should be the priests of Haiyun Temple who came to the rescue when the program group had an accident during recording.

He remembered that these should be Daoist Li, Daoist Song, and one should be Daoist Ma.

He had never seen the other two priests who were smiling and seemed to have a good temper.

"Lu Xingxing, you..." An Nanyuan was dumbfounded: "Did you move all the Haiyun Temple here? This foreign aid is enough."

Lu Xingxing grimaced depressedly, but didn't dare to explain.

The old Taoist priest in the back seat directly picked up the scriptures at hand and threw them at the back of Lu Xingxing's head: "You and your master should both go back and study again! If you go out and say that you are under my sect, you will lose my face, and when I die You can’t even lift your head up in front of Goudaner! Look at Yan Shixun, and then look at you, why is there such a big gap between those who came from Haiyun Temple!”

Song Daochang next to him also nodded in agreement: "Lu Xingxing, you just said that zombies can't be dealt with, didn't you think about mastering them? I am so disappointed in you as a teacher."

As soon as Song Daochang spoke, he hit the muzzle of the gun and burned himself directly.

The old Taoist priest pointed to his nose and said, "Your masters and apprentices are all the same! Are you still ashamed to talk about him?"

And the smiling, unfamiliar Taoist leader next to him was caught in the middle, trying to make love with him in a good-tempered manner.

Daoist Ma kept looking outside with his face propped up, and sighed in his heart: "Oh...it's so crowded."

An Nanyuan: "..."

He turned around tremblingly and looked at Lu Xingxing with disbelief on his face.

Didn't expect that Taoist priests, who are usually unattainable in front of people, actually get along in this way in private?

"That's not my master, uncle and ancestor, so don't worry too much about it."

Lu Xingxing's voice sounded muffled: "None of them are real people... Well, anyway, the situation is very complicated now, and I don't want to explain it to you."

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However, even if Lu Xingxing said so, his originally flamboyant temperament finally weakened and became listless.

It's like the second generation who are arrogant and playful in front of friends and outsiders, but when they return to their hometown, they are all obedient in front of their ancestors.

An Nanyuan looked at Lu Xingxing with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak.

But Lu Xingxing couldn't help remembering that when he just woke up, he knocked over a few bodyguards in the dance hall, wearing high-heeled leather shoes and wearing an exaggerated and dazzling performance suit, he rushed directly to the boss's room and raped the boss. He was beaten up, then grabbed the car and left.

When he left, he was still muttering in his heart, if his master saw this, he wouldn't be scolded to death?

As he thought about it, the image of his master scolding him in normal times could not help appearing in his mind.

As a result, the next moment, Song Yichang suddenly appeared in the back seat of the car, and scolded Lu Xingxing: "What do you look like dressed like this? If you don't concentrate on studying, just go to music every day, and you have learned it now." This one?"

Lu Xingxing was caught off guard by being scolded, and didn't dare to find out how Song Yichang appeared here, for fear that he had learned teleportation.

But he only dared to think about these things in his heart, and then he was scolded like a quail with his neck curled up.

Fortunately, the master was not there, otherwise he would have been scolded to death.However, if Uncle Ma is here, he should be able to help himself.

Lu Xingxing lost his mind after thinking about it, and when he came back to his senses, he was horrified to find that there was a neat row in the back seat of the car.

Lu Xingxing:! ! !

Patriarch, I'm nb! !I will teleport others, what is this called?The heart moves at will, and the words follow the law? ?

But it didn't take long for Lu Xingxing to realize something was wrong.

They are not the elders and Taoists they are familiar with.

Although the appearance and tone are exactly the same as in my impression, their strength is not right.

And with the scenes he saw while driving along the way, Lu Xingxing gradually realized that what he imagined in his mind would be projected into reality.

"All in all, it's just that you don't think about it." Lu Xingxing persuaded An Nanyuan earnestly: "Especially don't think about those dangerous things."

An Nanyuan: "...Thank you for your reminder, but you may be too late."

Lu Xingxing was full of question marks, and just about to ask, he found a Godzilla suddenly broke through the thick fog by the side of the road, and his tall body raised his head and howled to the sky.

Lu Xingxing was dumbfounded.

"Fucking brother, you are afraid that you have that serious illness!!!"

Lu Xingxing went crazy: "It's fine if you make zombies, what's going on with Godzilla? Will there be SpongeBob SquarePants and Ultraman in a while? I can still see Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong???"

"Stop thinking about it? How can I deal with this thing! I'm not Yan Shixun's abnormally talented guy!"

He talked wildly, but Lu Xingxing didn't dare to delay the action at his feet. He kicked the accelerator to speed up and turned to the side road, trying to stay away from the monsters in the thick fog as much as possible.

An Nanyuan touched his nose, and fake coughed knowing he was wrong, and didn't dare to speak.

The classic car rushed out at high speed.

The audience in front of the camera also moved with their perspective, and couldn't help sighing: [Good guy, I knew there must be a problem with this setting. ]

[Lu Xingxing’s thoughts are too scary. When I think about it, when I go to the disco, I suddenly think about the teaching teacher and class teacher, and then they appear behind me...Death stare, .jpg]

[I go!What's the matter with a little cool!The camera movement is so strong, it's as if I'm racing along with it. ]

[I finally remembered why I liked Lu Xingxing in the first place, it was because of this high-spirited and youthful look that is not afraid of anything, woooooo Xingxing's suit is amazing, and the director is so good at shooting. ]

However, neither An Nanyuan nor the audience, whose eyes could only follow the camera, saw it.

In front of the editor-in-chief Nanshan's desk, a translucent figure gradually emerged.

The plain white woman wore an expensive diamond necklace on her wrist. When she lowered her eyes, she was obviously dressed in the most fashionable dress, but the bookish spirit under the gorgeous skin was undoubtedly revealed.

She stretched out her hand, and her fingertips slid across the manuscript that An Nanyuan spread out and threw on the desk, as if she was stroking her lover's face, stroking the handwriting on the paper.

The name repeatedly rubbed under her fingertips...

Impressively, the diplomat Jing Shiwen.

At the top of the manuscript, signed:

Edited by Lin Ting.

The woman sighed faintly, scattered in the deserted newspaper office.

……

Lu Xingxing felt that the worst decision he had ever made was to realize that there was a companion here when he saw the zombie, and then rushed over to pull An Nanyuan into the car.

This guy has top-notch brain power!

"Don't you dare not think about it! Look behind us, how many things are chasing after us! Even if they are fake, they are still dangerous!!"

Amidst the frantic roar of the engine, Lu Xingxing pulled his neck in despair and shouted.

In the back seat, apart from a few Taoist chiefs, there were several other people squeezed in at this time, all of whom were guests from the program group picked up by Lu Xingxing while driving, even Li Xuetang was picked up by him!

There were too many people in the car, and Lu Xingxing had no scruples to follow the performance of modern cars. Finally, the car from a hundred years ago couldn't bear the pressure, and the tire blew out with a bang!

Lu Xingxing reacted quickly, he immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car, and then told the others to get out of the car and dodge nearby.

"Hurry up! We have to find cover before the monsters that An Nanyuan imagined catch up."

The people in the back seat filed out and followed him to the side.

And the sign hanging on the door of the building is "Jing Mansion".

Because Lu Xingxing's spirit was tense, he didn't have time to think about it for a while, and the figures of the priests disappeared at some point.

Lu Xingxing turned around and locked the gate of the courtyard with a "bang!", then took a breath, and led a few people into the small building.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he pushed open the door of the small building, he was caught off guard and met Yan Shixun's eyes.

Lu Xingxing: "...?"

An Nanyuan almost wept with joy after a short moment of astonishment, and shouted emotionally: "Brother Yan!"

On the contrary, Lu Xingxing, when he saw the corpse lying in front of Yan Shixun, hesitated: "Then what... are you gathering a crowd here to kill people?"

Yan Shixun's expression distorted for a moment, then he smiled and stepped forward with his long legs, picked up the civilized stick, and walked towards Lu Xingxing.

"No? Uncle, what are you going to do?"

"Ah, uncle, I was wrong QAQ!!"