Chapter 2020

Li Mo said with a smile, "how do you like this? Is it love me?"

He refers to Jiangnan morning. After all, Jiangnan morning's Jiangshi group is the largest garment company in Ancheng, which integrates design, production and sales.

Rong dai'er blushed a little: "at first, my ideal was to study fashion design!"

This is her dream when she fell in love with Jiangnan morning. She thought that her fashion designer, Jiangnan Chen, made her clothes into finished products and was worn by many people. What a romantic thing!

But then it happened. In order to make money quickly, she chose to enter the entertainment industry.

But this does not hinder her love for designing clothes.

Li Mo looked at her face with obsession, and then looked at others. They were all obsessed with their own discoveries, and then he was surprised, as if he hadn't found anything he was interested in.

He said, "I said, have you forgotten where this is? Don't you want to leave here?"

Everyone was stunned, and then suddenly realized that yes, they want to find the space-time code to wear back and leave here!

Rong dai'er reluctantly put down the book: "yes, yes, it's important to go back first."

She also glanced at the book, thinking that she would borrow it from the director and show it to Jiangnan Chen.

His company recently plans to produce a batch of national style autumn clothes. This book may be helpful to him.

Zheng shaokai also carefully hung the sword back on the wall, almost with the same psychology as Rong dai'er.

Luo Qingqing, zakar and Luo Yanran are also reluctant to part with their faces, but it is more important to go back.

Luo Qingqing asked Li Mo, "did you find anything? How can we get out?"

Li Mo said, "there are three doors behind those curtains. I don't know where they lead."

So they all went to the curtains, lifted them up, and saw three stone doors side by side, each with five round holes the size of an egg.

Zheng shaokai said, "it should be a five word password!"

Li Mo said, "one, two, three, four, five!"

Rong dai'er said, "the bright moon in front of the bed!"

Luo Qingqing smiled and said, "ha ha, did you just see it in that book?"

Rong dai'er said with a smile, "no, this is the essence of nine-year compulsory education. You can't forget it if you want to!"

Everyone laughed.

Zakar said with a smile: "I'm subconsciously going to receive 'suspected frost on the ground'!"

Li Mo said, "you robbed my lines!"

In the live broadcast room, the screen was brushed again: "ha ha, I blurted it out too!"

"My nine-year education is equally excellent!"

"I recited this poem silently!"

"The bright moon in front of the bed... Hahaha, how do I feel that Rong dai'er is a little cute?"

Because Rong dai'er's "bright moon in front of bed" unexpectedly set off a small climax and went on a hot search.

In the secret room of the scene, Zheng shaokai said, "it shouldn't be so simple!"

Luo Yanran suddenly said, "I just found a crystal ball in the jewelry box."

She ran back to the table, took out the crystal ball and handed it to Zheng shaokai: "see if you can put it in."

Zheng shaokai took the crystal ball and looked at it. He found a green word engraved on it.

He put the crystal ball into the round hole of the stone gate and it fits perfectly.

"It should be this kind of ball with words on it. Let's look for it together!"

"OK, look for the ball!" Li Mo said.

So six people scattered to look for the crystal ball.

Rong dai'er ran to the bookshelf again and found a crystal ball engraved with the word "book" on it.

"I found an ancient poem with the word 'book'. Is the password an ancient poem? Is there a way to the mountain of books? No, it's seven words. Five words of ancient poetry, five words of, oh, oh, yes, the beacon fire lasts for three months, and the family letter reaches ten thousand gold? The voice outside the mountain is broken, passing through winter, summer and spring? Who can write your excellency, the white headed taixuan Sutra? It's said that the book of amnesty has arrived, but the night Lang returns? Reading breaks ten thousand volumes and writing is like a God?"