This is so fucking embarrassing, Fang Daichuan didn't expect such a thing to happen, he just jumped into the prophet, and Li Sinian was skinned on the other side, fate really didn't favor lucky-E, and didn't give face at all.
With a smile on the corner of Du Wei's mouth, he looked at Li Sinian sarcastically.
"I don't need to dance the gods," Li Sinian raised his right eyebrow, "I am the golden water issued by the prophet, as long as I am not a wolf, who do you care about my identity?"
Du Wei looked around: "Then I don't care, you and Fang Daichuan couldn't possibly be kidnapped by two wolves? Is it a person who steps out?"
Li Sinian spread his hands indifferently: "The problem now is that Fang Daichuan is a prophet, and I am the golden water he inspected. If you question my identity, you must first overthrow Fang Daichuan's prophet. But look at the current situation on the field. Besides Fang Daichuan, is there anyone else who dances the prophet? The reason why Fang Daichuan dances is because there are two people in front of him saying that the prophet needs to bring a wave of rhythm. I also dance, I am a god pit, you and your girlfriend insist that you are a min, and you two min are here to drink gods? This behavior seems a little weird."
"I'm looking for gods to get rid of wolves," Du Wei rolled his eyes, "Brother Massacre Bureau, if I were a wolf, I'd find some kind of God?"
"The Tucheng Bureau must first find out the identity of the good guy." Yang Song glanced at Du Wei, "First poison the gods to death, we don't have any information, and the wolf can bring the tickets as he wants."
Li Sinian frowned and said nothing, obviously thinking about something.
Fang Daichuan bent his knuckles and knocked on the edge of the table: "Don't make noise, good people don't get dizzy here, follow my rhythm, Du Wei, if you are really a good person, don't doubt the golden water given by the prophet, don't worry about it." Don’t mess up the situation, do you understand? Look at the situation on the field yourself, is there anyone who dances with me on the prophet? If you say that it’s because of the real murder, the prophet dare not jump, and your identity has been jumped , at least the prophet will give some hints, and appeal to everyone not to believe me. Just now Ding Zihui also said that we only have two chances of making mistakes. If no one else has any doubts, then I am the prophet."
Du Wei looked around, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.
"Is there anyone else who dances to the gods? You don't need to jump to the specific identity, just declare the priesthood." Fang Daichuan asked.
Yang Song looked around, hesitated, and raised his hand: "Me."
Li Sinian nodded, raised the pen in his hand and pointed at Yang Song, Fang Daichuan and himself: "Look, according to what we said at the beginning, four four four plus a third party game, among the people present now only Three people recognize God, how could there be two wolves in the pit of God? Then tell me where God has gone?"
Du Chaosheng nodded: "Li Sinian is right. There is no doubt about the timing of Fang Daichuan's dance, and no one is right now. And he checked Li Sinian on the first night. I believe in this idea. Whoever is left, who is the first night Also check Li Sinian, he was indeed the most threatening person at the time. So it sounds like Li Sinian and Fang Daichuan should both be priests, Yang Song also raised his hand, she is not a big problem. I am Min, let me prove it , I know what you mean by the instructions."
Du Chaosheng picked up his cup and took a sip of coffee, recalling the manual he got: "There is a supplement in the manual for our villagers, because of the real killing game, the individual survival rates of ordinary villagers, priests and werewolves are different. In the past few nights, the villagers didn’t have any information, and the chance of survival was very small, so there will be additional compensation with item cards, and it is said that the item cards are scattered in the forest outside.”
"Then you two went to the forest in front of the house?" Li Sinian frowned tightly.
Du Wei nodded blankly: "Didn't you see it?"
Chen Hui lifted her trouser legs and took off her white canvas shoes. Her shoe tree was stained with some dried yellow mud, and there were moss fragments and traces of trampled grass blades in the mud.
Li Sinian turned his head and glanced at Fang Daichuan, Fang Daichuan frowned tightly. "Has no one else been out?" Fang Daichuan asked suspiciously, "Who went to the beach last night?"
No one said anything, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
The thunder and lightning outside the window was a little less, but the sound of the rain was getting louder, the sky was gloomy, and the pavement in the air was filled with a damp smell.
It's like this again, it's always like this, it ends without a problem, and I don't know what to say.
"I don't believe it was a werewolf who went out last night!" Fang Daichuan said sharply, "Everyone is in this room, what are the werewolves doing at the beach?! Who are you playing with logic? What is the purpose of coming to this island to let you I really don't want to take care of my life, but can we give people like us who have been dragged into the water a way out? I don't want to die!"
The sense of powerlessness that he had experienced yesterday once again gripped Fang Daichuan's heart deeply. He covered his face with one hand, facing this situation, he really didn't know what to say.
"Forget it," he twirled the pen between his index finger and middle finger, and waved it casually, "You vote for whoever you like, I've already said what I can say, and I've done what I should do, everyone is so uncooperative , then if you lose in the end, you can’t blame my prophet.”
After he finished speaking, he threw the pen directly, and Erlang kicked his legs. He didn't say a word until the voting session.
Liu Xin stopped paddling this time instead, he frowned and said, "Fang Daichuan, are you sure you are a prophet, are you not going back?"
Fang Daichuan raised his eyebrows mockingly: "What? Do you want to dance?"
"I jump," Liu Xin sighed, and said firmly, "I killed Li Sinian, the werewolf on the first night, and Ding Zihui, the werewolf on the second night. I am the real prophet."
Ding Zihui opened his eyes, and pointed his right index finger at his nose: "Me? I'm a werewolf? You, a prophet, don't dance well!"
"So you cleared out all the remaining wolves in one go?" Li Sinian raised his lips mockingly, "Zhao Chutie is out, and I, Ding Zihui, and Fang Daichuan are kidnapped by the three wolves. You have won."
Liu Xin nodded: "Although I also think that luck is a bit too good, but the fact is that, machines can't lie. The three of you are wolves."
Yang Song sneered twice: "Don't make your loopholes too obvious. I recognized Li Sinian on the first night of your inspection, so why did you let Mrs. Song and Boss Du pass the inspection on the second night, and go to an inspection that no one doubts?" Ding Zihui?"
Liu Xin couldn't refute. He pushed his glasses: "I naturally have my own thoughts."
"Liu Xin is a werewolf!" Ding Zihui said categorically, "I know who I am, if he kills me casually, he must be a werewolf! Let's get him out first!"
"Voting for Mrs. Song first," Li Sinian raised his eyes and sneered, "Two people are fighting against the prophet. In order to prevent the real prophet from being voted out, we will save one round and solve it tomorrow. —Fang Daichuan will test Liu Xin tonight."
Mrs. Song stood up and walked out of the house: "I told you to test me, but you are so eager to vote for me! I won't play with you anymore!" She is not young, but she moves quickly. go out.
"Bang -" sound.
Fang Daichuan closed his eyes.
"Song Xinran is out as a deserter, and today he is exempted from voting." The machine read out sternly.
Fang Daichuan let out a long sigh of relief, and suddenly pushed away the paper, pen and coffee cup in front of him, swept the things on the table to the ground, got up and walked to the door.
He passed by the corpse of Mrs. Song with half of her head missing, paused for a while, then closed his eyes, walked past the corpse, and pushed the door out.
The rain outside did not know when it had stopped.
The air pressure is very low, and the humid air makes the entire chest cavity feel greasy. I always feel that there is a puff of air stuck in my chest, and I can't cough it out or swallow it. Fang Daichuan went straight to the rock behind the house, sat down on the wet rock, and lit a cigarette.
"Smoking less." A girl's voice came from behind him. Fang Daichuan turned his head and saw Ding Zihui standing on the reef. The sea breeze lifted the girl's long hair. She brushed her hair and smiled at Fang Daichuan.
Fang Daichuan was not in the mood, but after so many years of being a gentleman, even if he was always a hooligan, he pretended to be a conditioned reflex, which made him completely unable to lose his temper with girls. He tilted the corner of his mouth and nodded as a greeting.
Ding Zihui carefully sat beside him, the two of them sat on the reef, looking at the sea under their feet side by side.
"When I was young, I liked the sea very much." Ding Zihui looked up at Fang Daichuan, then lowered his head and said, "At that time, something happened to my family and I was sent to my grandma's house. Grandma's house is by the sea. When I was in a bad mood I go to the beach to pick up shells and watch the sea. Sometimes I look at it and feel that human beings are insignificant, and this small trouble is nothing in front of the vast sea.”
Fang Daichuan froze for a moment, took a deep breath of smoke, then turned to look at Ding Zihui, as if surprised that she would say such a thing.
Ding Zihui smiled into his gaze.
"What... happened in your house?" Fang Daichuan extinguished the cigarette butt on the rock, and turned to look at her.
Ding Zihui lowered his head and pursed his lips: "When I was nine years old, my mother committed suicide."
"Yes... I'm sorry." Fang Daichuan realized that he was a little abrupt, and quickly apologized.
Ding Zihui smiled and shook his head: "It's okay to see it early. My mother grew up by the sea. After she died, I listened to her and sprinkled her ashes into the sea. When things are not going well, I come to the seaside to have a look." , my mother is protecting me in the sea."
She turned her head and smiled at Fang Daichuan. On the misty seaside, the girl's face was full and her smile was vivid.