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Fang Xing smiled and didn't make any statement.

He just asked:

"You think so, do you have any ideas?"

"Shouldn't we discuss what we have in mind?"

The actor also laughed and continued:

"That is to say, you have been with Qianqian the most in the past two days. I just want to ask your opinion."

He looked at the actor with a serious look on his expression, and then looked at the eyes of the other people looking at him.

Fang Xing knew that no matter what he said now, they must have a plan.

But they just don't want to tell themselves.

Ask yourself what you think, and just ask yourself if it will get in the way.

"I won't get in the way, you can do whatever you want."

Fang Xing said without starting or ending.

The actor opposite smiled and didn't deliberately ask what this sentence meant. Such polite words were meaningless.

On this desert island now, two obvious forces have begun to separate.

One is the living dead group, headed by Qianqian.

Of course, Qianqian herself was very reluctant.

The other one is the group of living people who are not dead yet.

If they don't want to die, they can only find a way to solve this 'problem'.

No one knows what the source of the problem is.

But they can clearly see who the problematic 'people' are surrounding.

It doesn't solve the root of the problem.

Can't you solve the problem?

The brief conversation ends and everything continues.

The actor continued to build the house with the few remaining people.

Qianqian also brought three licking dogs to help.

A group of people talked, laughed, and cooperated with each other, showing the same unity and friendship as on the first day on the island.

There were no problems except that there were three people hanging around Qianqian.

Fang Xing also cooperated and did some unimportant tasks.

Then continue to think about the current situation.

Three of the nine people who landed on the island have died.

The tenth person mentioned in the nursery rhyme, until now, there are only guesses and no clues.

If I remember correctly, there are only two lyrics left in the fearless nursery rhyme that we already know that have not been realized.

[Seven friends quarreled over swords and axes; one of them cut himself, and there were six left. 】

[Six friends scattered to hide from the crisis, one was eaten, and there were five left. 】

These two lines of ballads, Fang Xing dares to say, are even more thoughtful than the previous ones.

Cut yourself to death.

Who would do this?

Being eaten?

There are not even two snakes on this island, let alone any wild beasts, not even wild dogs.

Who can eat people.

The remaining living people?

Enough food has been found nowadays that no one would do this.

Is it...

Fang Xing turned his head and glanced at the three people milling around Qianqian.

These people who die repeatedly are always some unstable invisible bombs.

Unfortunately, there is a high chance that I will not be able to kill them with my own abilities.

I had crushed the young master's shoulders just now, but looking at him now, he didn't have any abnormal reaction at all.

In addition, these people come back from the dead every night. I am afraid that even if they are seriously injured now, they will be intact the next day.

'This inexplicable X... must act according to the nursery rhyme. Is it some kind of curse? '

'I have never experienced such a thing as a curse. After all, some fateful curses do seem to be destined arrangements.'

'But the curse always has its roots. I have seen the island overtly and covertly in the past two days, and I haven't found anything special. '

'What will it be? '

In the midst of everyone's busy work and performances.

Today's day is slowly coming to an end.

For dinner today, I had a rare bowl of sweet porridge.

Although boiled sweet potatoes are not as good-looking as roasted ones, people can no longer afford to eat them.

Plus with yesterday’s experience.

The person in charge of cooking porridge today deliberately cooked a little less.

Too much waste.

When the sun is about to disappear.

The three living dead who were chatting happily with others fell to the ground.

This time, everyone's expressions seemed calm.

After all, everyone already knows what is going to happen, and even if they are scared when they see sudden changes, they will react immediately.

Among the remaining six people, Qianqian is the easiest one now.

When the three people fell to the ground, Qianqian herself lay on the beach and didn't want to get up.

After enjoying the love of three people for a day, Qianqian felt that her brain was being squeezed dry.

tired.

Tiredness from brain to soul.

Although she didn't do much work physically, the mental exhaustion made her even more uncomfortable.

What made her especially uncomfortable was the way her companions looked at her.

I obviously didn't do anything, but I was excluded by everyone intentionally or unintentionally.

Qianqian's eyes were blank, staring blankly at the sky that was gradually turning dark.

Even though she was in urgent need of mental comfort, Qianqian didn't want to see the hostile looks in other people's eyes.

Very silent tonight.

I finished my porridge silently, packed my things silently, and put everything away silently.

No one spoke.

But every time they look at each other, there is too much meaning.

When everyone sat back down by the campfire, the atmosphere instantly became extremely solid.

Only Fang Xing held the skewered sweet potatoes and placed them next to the bonfire, smelling the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, and was in a good mood!

'Although the world is a headache, there are roasted sweet potatoes to eat! '

'That's not too bad! '

The others remained silent, no one knew what to say now.

At last.

It was the actor who was the first to speak:

"Fang Xing, do you think the current atmosphere is suitable for whistling and singing?"

"It's appropriate. Eating sweets can make people happy. This sweet potato is very sweet."

Movie King:…………

other people:…………

The actor turned slightly sideways and whispered to the people around him:

"Is there something wrong with the mentality of the person who wrote the book?"

"I don't know. Let him see a doctor after he survives..."

There was such an interruption in the middle.

Although the atmosphere at the scene was stiff, it was not so much that I didn’t even want to breathe loudly.

The actor looked at the people around him.

Then he looked at Qianqian, whose eyes were a little hollow.

Even though he knew that Qianqian might not know anything, the actor took a deep breath and said coldly with a hard heart:

"Qianqian, we have something to ask you."

"Do you have any thoughts about this situation, especially since they have been surrounding you?"

Said it was asking.

The tone was the same as a question.

Qianqian's eyes dimmed again.

Even if he already knew that everyone was suspicious of him, talking about it behind his back and openly were two different things.

This shows that others already have too much distrust in themselves.

why is that.

Obviously he did nothing wrong.

Could it be.

Are there any shortcomings in your own performance?