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Zuo Fuchao, who was studying what was happening on the TV, might as well have this move. He was hit by two people and fell directly into the TV.

As for Qianzhi and Huacun, as the initiator, they naturally share the blessings with Zuo Fuchao and suffer the difficulties together, so they fall into it together.

After all three of them entered the TV, the nearby calmed down, as if they had never appeared before.

Falling from the high altitude, Zuo Fuchao was the first to touch the ground.

He immediately rolled on the spot and eliminated the force with the flow. Even he himself didn't know why this movement was so proficient.

"Ah!" Huacun's voice came from above her head. Zuo Fuchao raised his head and quickly flashed to the side when he saw this.

With a "puzzle", he was not Zuo Fuchao. He fell to a big horse party unexpectedly.

And he stopped and did not move.

Zuo Fuchao could already predict his tragedy.

With another "thump", the third Qianzhi fell from the air.

"Huh?" She felt very strange. Why didn't she feel the pain?

"Why don't you get up!"

The sound of Huacun came.

"Ah, thank you!"

After being pulled up by Zuo Fuchao, Qianzhi quickly expressed his gratitude.

"Hey! Do you have nothing to say to me?" Huacun said dissatisfiedly when he saw this scene.

"I deserve it! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been like this," Qianzhi said and looked around and found that there was a fog here, unable to see anything clearly. She couldn't help but ask, "Where is this place?"

"It should be on the TV." Zuo Fuchao said lightly.

"You're a lie!"

Qianzhi was anxious when she heard Zuo Fuchao's words. She turned to Zuo Fuchao and shouted. "And don't say such amazing things as if nothing had happened!"

Can't accept reality? After all, I'm just a senior high school second!

"No, it's impossible to be a dream when it falls so hard." Huacun was a little rational, he said with a frown, "It seems that his butt is broken in half."

Zuo Fu Chao looked at him with a clear eye: "It was just two halves, right?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this!" Seeing Zuo Fuchao still being so calm, Qianzhi was almost crazy:

"Where did we come in? There is fog nearby. I can't find the entrance!"

Huacun ran to Qianzhi and said nervously: "What should we do!"

"Don't ask me! I don't know either! I hate it, I want to go back! Now, I'm going back soon! Let me go back!"

Qianzhi no longer had the curiosity she had when she saw Zuo Fuchao performing "magic" before. She just wanted to return to her home as soon as possible. When she asked her for advice in Huacun, the tension and anxiety finally reached its peak and she screamed hysterically.

At this moment, a pair of hands pressed on her shoulders, and then a reassuring voice came from her ears: "Keep calm, don't panic. Try to take a deep breath."

At this moment, she was already in vain and naturally she would do whatever others said. After taking a few deep breaths according to this statement, her nervousness was relieved.

He turned slightly and saw that Zuo Fuchao was the one who held his shoulder. Qianzhi couldn't help but say gratefully, "Thank you, Zuo Fuchao."

"You are welcome."

"Ahem," at this moment a disharmonious voice interrupted the two. Hanumura looked at them helplessly, "Although I'm sorry, I want to say, should we find a way out first now?"

Hearing Huacun's words, Qianzhi realized that her and Zuo Fuchao's movements were a little **, and the two of them were almost pressed together. Zuo Fuchao's hands were still pressing on her shoulders. When she found this, she quickly took a few steps back and pulled the distance between her and Zuo Fuchao.

Zuo Fuchao was still calm and pointed to a certain direction and said, "In this case, it is not suitable to separate. Let's go in that direction first. I feel that the breath over there is a little different."

Hanumura couldn't help asking, "How did you feel it?"

"Intuition." Zuo Fuchao paused, turned his head and said to him.

"How can Zuo remain calm in this situation?" Huacun said to Qianzhi after Zuo Fuchao. "He doesn't seem to be worried at all."

Qianzhi nodded and agreed, but was thinking about Zuo Fuchao's actions just now, "This is what a man should do, he is in a state of shock. Are men from China like this?"

One of them kept talking nonstop, and the other was ummy, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"here it is……"

Looking at the wooden house in front of you, Zuo Fuchao said to the two people behind him:

"Go in and have a look first."

At this point, the two of them had no idea, and everything was based on the arrangements of this calm transfer student.

Pushing open the wooden door and walking in, the strong visual impact almost blinded the three of them's krypton gold dog eyes.

The walls are full of brightly colored graffiti. Although it is not clear what it is, the contrast of the colors is too obvious and makes people feel uncomfortable when they see them.

If this is not weird, then another thing is enough to panic them.

A strip of cloth is tied to the beam in the center of the house. One end is tied to the beam, and a knot is directly tied at the other end, forming a ring shape.

"This...what is this!"

Qianzhi took two steps back and murmured.

Huacun is not much better, his face is pale and he can't even say a word.

Only Zuo Fuchao's expression was as normal, and he seemed not affected by these.

He approached the wall and watched the graffiti on it carefully.

"The colors are bright, and most of them use bright colors of red, yellow and blue, and the content is uneven." He explained as if he was analyzing the two, "Psychology believes that people who use this method to graffiti are often extremely psychologically depressed people, so he wants to release their strong feelings in this way."

He said that, and walked to the center of the house again. There was a backrest chair directly under the strip of cloth. Zuo Fuchao stood up directly.

Qianzhi and Huacun looked at him blankly, unable to say a word.

Then Zuo Fuchao did something that made them creepy.

He put his head into the dead knot made of the cloth strip.

"ah!"

Qianzhi shouted, and Huacun said tremblingly, "Zuo... what are you doing?"

"test."

Zuo Fuchao's head was still in the cloth strip. He turned his head and analyzed calmly:

"Let's assume that this is a death scene, and the size of this dead knot can accommodate a normal person's head. The deceased should be a woman, between 1.5 and 1.6 meters tall. Only this height can she be in the air after kicking over this stool."

He paused and continued, "My height is 1.81 meters. Even if I kicked the stool, it was only ten centimeters away from the ground. Except for those with strong ambitions, this height can easily make people have a strong survival**."

He said and jumped back to the ground, "Of course, the suspicion of hanging people up after killing him. If that happens, my reasoning will be overturned."

He said, looking at the wall again, where there was a poster with a torn portrait off, which seemed to be a singer.

Looking at Zuo Fuchao, he stood in the middle of the house and talked happily, Huacun finally couldn't help it.

"Wow!" He covered his lower body with both hands and screamed, which attracted the attention of Zuo Fuchao and Qianzhi.

"What's wrong? What's wrong!"

Qianzhi, who was in a high tension, immediately asked loudly.

"My bladder is about to explode!" He said as he turned his back and untied his trouser belt.

Qianzhi was going crazy when she saw his simple actions, so she yelled at him with all her strength: "Are you planning to solve the problem here?"

She turned to Zuo Fuchao, "Zuo Fuchao, please stop him quickly!"

Zuo Fuchao was stunned, "Why?"

"ah?"

After Zuo Fuchao's retort, Qianzhi was also stunned. He seemed to have no reason to let Zuo Fuchao stop Huacun.

"I can't pee when I'm seen by others!" Huacun shouted loudly at this time. "If I have cystitis, it's your fault!"

"It's all the fault of cooking cakes?"

For some reason, this sentence suddenly appeared in Zuo Fuchao's mind.

"Who cares about you! I don't want to see your thing!"

Qianzhi opened the door with a disgusting look on her face and walked out.

"I don't want to."

Zuo Fuchao glanced at the poster on the wall again and walked out behind Qianzhi.

"That...thank you for what happened just now." Seeing Zuo Fuchao come out with him, Qianzhi quickly took the opportunity to thank what happened just now.

"You're welcome," Zuo Fuchao said lightly, "You just lost the basic ability to analyze problems because of your lack of calmness."

"It's really true." Qianzhi Rika nodded, then looked at Zuo Fu Chao curiously, "Actually I'm very surprised, why are you not surprised at all when you encounter such a thing? You were able to analyze the layout of this room so seriously just now. You are so calm that you don't look like a normal person."

After saying this, Qianzhi Lizaka felt something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I didn't mean that..."
To be continued...