The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

Song An didn't doubt Fang Sen's identity, after all, he was dripping with blood just now, and the monster didn't have such fresh blood.

However, adhering to the principle of safety, the two still asked each other questions to communicate with each other.

Song An thought for a while, and chose the question before entering the tomb: "What animal did we encounter outside the tomb?"

This question was so simple to Fang Sen, he curled his lips boredly: "Wolves."

Song An chuckled, as if he had passed the question.

In this way, the identities of the two could be confirmed, but Fang Sen is not a loser. Song An asked him, and he naturally asked back.

"What was the first thing I said to you?"

To be honest, this question is quite embarrassing. After all, it is not that the two have no intersection at all, and there is still a lot of nonsense that has been said.And at that time, their relationship was just strangers, and it was almost impossible to remember the first sentence they said.

After Fang Sen finished asking, he regretted it. He wanted to hear the answer, but he was also afraid that if Song An could not answer, he would be disappointed.

He opened his mouth, wanting to change the question.

Song An pondered for a moment, and his good memory quickly recalled it, and he couldn't help chuckling: "You said 'you are really a good person'."

Not only that, he also imitated [-]% of Fang Sen's mocking look and tone at that time, which looked ridiculous.

Fang Sen was amused by him, and quickly restrained his smile: "Do I have that?"

Why do you look so disgusting...

Song An nodded unceremoniously, and boasted a lot: "I should imitate well."

Fang Sen was angry and funny at the same time, but thinking that Song An could remember so clearly, it can be seen that his attention was on him from the beginning, and he couldn't help but feel elated.

Look, she really had her eye on him a long time ago, it must have been love at first sight!

"What about the rest of us?"

To be honest, Fang Sen didn't know anyone else, including his bodyguards, so how to test it became a problem.

Song An thought for a while: "Li Tianhua and Lingye, I have my own solution, but the ones who are most difficult are Professor Li and bodyguard B."

Fang Sen's eyes widened when he heard this, the bottle of vinegar in his heart was overturned, and his mouth was full of bad taste.

He stared at Song An viciously, and couldn't help grinding his back teeth. He felt that the young man in front of him was like that chocolate cookie. skin to satisfy hunger.

It is obvious that he has worked so hard to restrain himself, but the young man still always wants to provoke him, it is really abominable.

"Why, you are very familiar with Li Tianhua and Lingye?"

When Fang Sen opened his mouth, the smell of vinegar in his mouth was about to explode, making Song An dumbfounded, and quickly comforted him: "Of course not, Li Tianhua and I have joined the same club, and the grave guard must not know about it. .As for Ling Ye, you can see how bad our relationship is, and there are naturally too many hatreds and entanglements, so just mention two and you will understand."

This is more or less the case, Fang Sen is quite satisfied with this explanation.But this was the first time Song An mentioned his campus life, so he couldn't help asking a few more questions.

"What club do you like so much?"

what club...

Song An casually replied, "Spiritual Research Society."

Fang Sen was a little surprised that people from the Department of Archeology actually believed this, which was really unexpected.

"You like it very much?"

"Just thought it was fun."

In fact, Song An was not interested in these things at all, but he had no choice but to let it go.

Fang Sen kept it in his heart and thought to himself: If Song An likes this, then he can take him to some haunted house to play, he must be very happy.

The two walked back, Song An first called Li Tianhua out.

"I ask you a question, please answer truthfully?"

Seeing his serious expression, Li Tianhua also became nervous, and nodded immediately.

However, Song An's question made him speechless for a while—"What is the name of the program we participated in?".

Isn't this question a little too stupid? Even a guest who doesn't care about it should remember the name of the show.

He didn't want to answer at first, but seeing Song An's insistence, he had no choice but to choose to answer: "The third season of "Signal of Heartbeat to Death"."

Song An nodded, and then told him what happened just now.

Li Tianhua was also confused for a moment, it's impossible, one is enough to cause headaches, and he can hide another one.

He raised the camera in his hand and signaled, "Do you want me to try this again?"

Song An's eyes lit up, but he forgot about this: "Okay, but you wait a moment, you can use it after we investigate the general situation and control the undetermined ones."

The ghost guarding the tomb is very powerful, so as not to lose someone by accident.

Li Tianhua expressed his understanding.

Naturally, Ling Ye was next, but Song An's attitude towards him was much worse, and he took the leftover mineral water and splashed it on his face.The freezing temperature instantly woke Ling Ye up from his dizziness.

Seeing Song An in front of him, he felt the cold water stains on his face, even if his condition was extremely poor, it did not prevent him from glaring at Song An full of murderous intent.

This guy, wait for him!

Song An pretended not to see his chilling gaze, lowered his head slightly with the corners of his mouth hooked, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Do you hate me that much? Should I call you Ruan Yuan or Yun Mu?"

Ling Ye's eyes widened all of a sudden, and the expression on his face was almost distorted in shock.It wasn't until a moment later that he touched Song An's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his blank brain suddenly reacted, and he restrained his expression all of a sudden.

"What are you talking about, I don't know."

Song An shrugged indifferently, it doesn't matter, as long as he is sure that Ling Ye is not a grave guard.As for this person, whether he can walk out of the mausoleum is another matter.

After testing Ling Ye, he made an OK gesture to Fang Sen.

【I go!Song An is too despicable, can you speak louder, is there anything I, the supreme VIP, can't hear? ! 】

[Now I know what curiosity killed a cat... I really want to get into the screen and ask what the two of them said. 】

【Song An is quite powerful. Judging by Ling Ye's expression, it is clear that he has caught a big handle.It's not that I said that some spiritual fans should stop jumping, it's obvious that Song An is superior. 】

[Song An is a shameless villain, he actually scares my brother like this, I want to sue him! 】

Fang Sen folded his arms and looked at Professor Li and bodyguard C, feeling a little headache.

Professor Li's condition is very poor, and he probably won't resist even if he is tied up by them. As for the bodyguard C...

He quickly put bodyguard C down, and quickly tied him up tightly with the rope Song An handed over.

Bodyguard C was dumbfounded, and looked at the boss in disbelief, completely unaware of what was going on.

Fang Sen didn't explain much, just raised his chin: "Add money, double."

The bodyguard C who was tied into a rice dumpling immediately beamed with joy: "Okay, boss."

Fang Sen rolled his eyes when he saw Qian's open eyes, but he was a little sure that this guy hadn't been replaced.

So, now only Professor Li is left.

Professor Li's eyes are cloudy, his mind is confused, and he can't find out no matter what.They had no choice but to temporarily tie him up with a rope to prevent an uncontrollable situation later.

Everything was ready, Fang Sen stood in front of Song An, signaling Li Tianhua to act.

Li Tianhua didn't smudge, immediately picked up the camera, turned on the flash, and snapped several pictures.He handed the camera to Fang Sen again and asked him to take a few pictures.

Afterwards, he clicked on the photo record and showed it to Song An and Fang Sen.

No problem, everyone is in the picture.

Song An and Fang Sen frowned, a little confused about the situation.

However, soon Song An seemed to think of something, took Fang Sen's hand, and walked directly to Shuanglongtou.

Fang Sen was suddenly pulled by his hand, his heart was pounding, and his mouth was dry with tension.

So suddenly, suddenly, what are you doing?Could it be that he wants to confess, but isn't the time and place inappropriate? Everyone is watching from the sidelines, and the atmosphere is not romantic enough.

What are you doing in such a hurry, he won't run away...

Song An closed his eyes, and suddenly slapped himself hard, but Fang Sen was taken aback, and he grabbed his hand in a panic to prevent him from harming himself again.

what happened?Isn't Song An freed from the fantasy created by the rhythm?

But Song An didn't care about the burning pain on his face, and this time he looked at the double dragon head, where there were no red and green beads.

He turned to Fang Sen, grabbed the skin on the back of his hand and gave it a hard pull. Hearing Fang Sen's cry of pain, he held his face and turned him to the double dragon head without explaining.

Fang Sen was stunned, and saw that the mouths of Shuanglongtou were empty, there was nothing at all, that is to say, until just now, they had been trapped in the illusion of rhythm.

"Depend on!"

He couldn't help but burst out loud, the design of this tomb is simply a murderous weapon, one link after another, not giving them any room to breathe.

Yin Lv wanted to deal with them directly on the stone bridge, but if they couldn't, there would still be a pair of dragons waiting for them, inducing them to suspect each other and kill each other, which was extremely vicious.

Song An also heaved a long sigh. Fortunately, this time, most of the provocateurs have been recruited first, otherwise the situation is really hard to control.

At night, their flashlights were basically out of power, and they could only save one for use.Fortunately, Fang Sen had experience and brought some candles with him, which solved some difficulties.

But when they were resting, they were reluctant to use these lighting tools, so everyone simply gathered together and closed their eyes to rest in the dark.

Song An actually didn't want to sleep very much, because when he fell asleep, he would enter the dream of Emperor Beichen again.This unpredictable emperor is much more difficult to deal with than Fang Sen, every time he is walking on thin ice and trembling.

"What are you looking at me for? Go to sleep."

There was no light, but Fang Sen could feel Song An's eyes on him all the time, making him blush even in the dark, and he could only press this annoying little fairy to himself in a rough voice. shoulders.

Really, do you like him that much?This pitch-black prickly man insisted on peeking at him.When he got out of the mausoleum, he sat right across from him and let him see his fill!

Song An felt the tense muscles under his face, sighed helplessly, and had to close his eyes.

I don’t know if it’s getting closer to the mausoleum. This time, he heard the sound of the wind before falling asleep. Along with the fragrance of green grass and the warm sunshine, it awakened his heavy limbs and powerless head, making everything from the The tulle becomes vivid and clear.

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