In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of women

Chapter 201 Suicide?He killed! ?
When Qianqian thought of this sentence in her heart, she was stunned!
【Why do I feel like I'm performing? ! 】

[I didn't act? ! 】

[I really don't know what's going on in this situation! 】

[I'm so tired, am I insane? 】

Looking at Qianqian's discolored face and confused eyes, the others felt that they really suspected the wrong person.

But that's it.

Apart from Qianqian, no one has any other suspects.

Even if they feel that Qianqian may be innocent, they will not give up questioning because of this feeling.

"Qianqian, you'd better speak straight now."

"After all, all the dead...resurrected people are very close to you. If they have hinted at you or have any purpose, you'd better tell them all."

"Three people have died now, you can't just watch one of us die in such an inexplicable way!"

"Everyone knows that you are credited with finding a lot of things. If you have something to say, we can give you advice even if there is something wrong?"

"They've been following you for several days, it's impossible that you didn't notice anything!"

Others talk to each other.

They are all 'asking' Qianqian's opinion in various ways.

Facing the siege and questioning of the crowd.

Qianqian is not just mentally exhausted anymore.

A few days ago they were helping each other, talking and laughing.

Now they could all see how tired and aggressive they were.

The chilling feeling made her eyes completely lose a gleam of brilliance, and the feeling of being abandoned by the whole world at that moment made Qianqian want to find a place to jump into the sea and die.

The film king is the closest to Qianqian, and it can be seen that Qianqian's mental state has begun to become unstable, and he knows in his heart that this is not the time to get stuck.

In case of a stalemate, it would be very difficult to ask her for something.

Furthermore, Qianqian brought a few dead people with her during the day, but it was not a small deterrent.

"Okay, okay, I can see that Qianqian can't say anything, so let's do this first."

"Take a break first, and if Qianqian really wants to say something, she will naturally say it."

"Let's all rest first."

As the person who first raised the topic, the film king became a peacemaker again.

After talking about it, it was also forcibly interrupting the inquiry.

Fang Xing was eating roasted sweet potatoes leisurely, watching these people making trouble here.

current situation.

No one can guarantee what will happen until the last two or three people die, or some other important evidence emerges.

Next, several big living people began to chat about what happened on the island.

Some people say it's haunted, some say it's supernatural, and some say it's some kind of cursed place, or some kind of magic or mystery.

No one continued to suspect that there was a tenth living person on the island.

So many unexplainable things happen one after another, if you still suspect that it is man-made, then you are not working well!
Fang Xing also joined in the process of everyone's discussion.

Sometimes it is easier to discuss and help thinking, which can increase the probability of finding key information.

chat and chat.

They also started to feel sleepy.

The wind also started to blow by the sea, which made people a little inexplicably irritable.

Fortunately, most of the house has been built today, and with the joint efforts of everyone, a wall that can block the wind has been erected.

Although the details are still close, it is no problem for everyone to sleep in the house for a shelter from the wind.

The house is not too big, and it is still possible to squeeze each other to sleep together. It will be spacious if we build another one tomorrow.

Just when everyone got up one after another and walked to the door of the room to go to bed.

A person rushed out of the room, holding an ax in his hand, and slashed at the person closest to the door!
[Woo! 】

This ax can be said to have exhausted all the strength of the whole body. When the ax was swung down, one could hear the sound of the wind. As soon as the ax went down, the head of the person who was chopped would be split open.

Blood mixed with unknown stuff was sprayed on the faces of several people nearby.

Everyone else was terrified.

Firstly, this method of death was more bloody than before, and it happened suddenly.

Secondly, it was the one who cut people, who looked exactly the same as the one who was cut!
The eyes, nose, mouth, height, body shape, and clothing are exactly the same, and even the position of the hair is exactly the same.

It's like walking out of a mirror!
[Seven friends, arguing with knives and axes; one cuts himself, and there are six people left. 】

The person holding the ax spoke and sang a nursery rhyme in a somewhat dull voice.

Fang Xing stepped forward and reached out to hold his throat.

[Six friends, scattered—cough cough—woo—ah—kaka—]

The choked throat is still trying to finish the sentence, but Fang Xing is firmly stuck under the neck with all the anger in his stomach, and now he can only make some strange sounds.

"I'll give you a chance to answer the question well, and blink when you understand."

Fang Xing just finished speaking.

Suddenly, the hand was empty, and the person who had just appeared disappeared out of thin air.

As eerie and elusive as he appeared.

[Six friends, cough, cough, cough! ! ! 】

[Scattered to hide from the crisis, one was eaten, and there were five people left. 】

[cough cough cough———]

Right at the place where this person disappeared, the familiar voice continued to come.

But judging from his appearance, it seems that his throat was pinched too hard, and he kept coughing even while singing nursery rhymes.

Fang Xing is sure.

This person is also a big living person.

And he is a very normal living person.

When he was pinched by himself, he could feel his heartbeat speeding up a lot.

The spontaneous panic and nervousness of the body cannot be fooled.

Listen to the cough gradually disappear.

Everyone looked at the corpse on the ground and felt their scalps go numb.

Although it is said that there are many dead people seen these days.

But it was the first time I saw the one whose head was directly chopped off.

"The nursery rhyme that has just been fulfilled is based on the premise of 'fighting with swords and axes'."

"I didn't expect that as long as there is a dispute, it is enough. The matter of using the knife and the ax is left to other people to deal with."

Fang Xing simply summed it up in two sentences.

Then he sighed again.

As this bullshit nursery rhyme progressed step by step, it became more and more like this group of people began to actively complete the prerequisites.

As for the next premise, even if you want to stop it, you can't stop it.

Scattered to hide from the crisis, one was eaten.

Under what circumstances is it considered dispersed.

Does splitting into two groups count, does splitting into different work tasks count, does it count to leave others to deal with personal hygiene?
It is impossible to have everyone together.

But the next nursery rhyme ends.

Will the next five nursery rhymes come up?

In the back, is there a decryption hint for this world?
Thinking of this, Fang Xing even had a little expectation in his heart.

No one else around said a word.

They all looked down at the corpse with the ax on its face.

"Don't look at it, killing yourself is considered suicide."

"You should wash what you should wash, and what you should sleep should sleep."

"Tomorrow, there are more things to do."

(End of this chapter)