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The movement downstairs naturally attracted the other two girls on the second floor. When they went downstairs, they saw the mess downstairs—the dining table was overturned, the food was scattered all over the floor, and Xie Baiyuan was holding a bag that he had given them in the woods the day before. The frightened culprit.

Oh, the culprit.

Zhao Xiaotong spent a lot of time explaining the relationship between that hand and that horrible mummy, the short-haired girl covered her mouth in surprise.

The long-haired girl said, can we leave now?

But Xie Baiyuan said: "You can go to the beach to see, when the boat comes, you can leave at any time."

The long-haired girl's expression moved slightly, and she took the hand of the short-haired girl: "Okay, let's go and see when the rain stops."

When they came to the island on the first day, they discovered that this island has no villages in front of it and no shops in the back. Strong day.

No one wants to stay in this unlucky place.

The people downstairs continued to clean up the mess.

Mummies are easy to handle, and those with missing arms and legs won't bleed out. According to Xie Baiyuan's inhumane words, maybe you can throw it into the fireplace and use it as firewood.

The corpse of Tong Shuchen on the second floor is not easy to deal with.

To say it is a corpse is not rigorous enough.Tong Shuchen's body looked more like a skin bag, with a hole about half a meter from the spine, and there was nothing inside, not a bit of flesh and blood.

It is hard to imagine that the pregnant woman might have been emptied by the mummy of the hostess in the villa not long after she came to the island, and then she got in by herself, and even said and acted like a normal person afterwards.

Thinking about it carefully, Tong Shuchen always frowned in front of everyone. She was taken away from her body together with the unborn child in her belly.

Fang Li couldn't help asking Xie Baiyuan why he was able to put on the sack so firmly before, as if he had already determined that Tong Shuchen had something to do with the hostess.

"Do you still remember the handprint in the study?" Xie Baiyuan said, "There is a part of the ring finger on the handprint that is lighter in color. My guess is that the other party is wearing a ring on the ring finger."

Among the three women who survived at that time, only Tong Shuchen wore a ring on her hand.

Later, when Xiao Huangmao and his foreign friends were poisoned to death by honey, there were also deep and shallow marks on the few pieces of bread left in the kitchen, which were probably left by the ring.

And Tong Shuchen stood aside, twirling the ring on his hand uneasily.

After Tong Shuchen died, nothing happened on the island that night, and the curse of the ten little soldiers seemed to have stopped.

In the early morning of the second day, the rain was over and the sun was shining on the villa through the woods. Fang Li and the others found two shovels in the wine cellar and dug the soil in front of the woods.

Two girls came out of the woods, put their knees on their knees, and said, panting, "The ship—the ship is coming!"

Zhu Yicheng continued his digging work without raising his head: "Okay, we still need to finish the work here, and it will be done in a while!"

They moved two coffin beds from the second floor and buried the bodies of the hostess and Anne inside.

The host's right hand was tied up by Xie Baiyuan and thrown into the kitchen, leaving it to the housekeeper.

That hand struggled for a long time, mostly because he felt that Xie Baiyuan was dishonest, he had already opened the safe, but he still wanted to throw it to the housekeeper.

But he couldn't screw Xie Baiyuan, and after struggling to no avail, he simply resigned to his fate and began to pretend to be dead.

As for Tong Shuchen's body, at Fang Li's suggestion, several people cremated her.

The boat that came to pick them up looked quite big, and it could accommodate at least eight people. There were sailors and first mates on board, but everyone wore hats, bowed their heads, and didn't say a word. It looked like a group of lifeless people. npcs.

After the ship started, Fang Li came to the deck and scattered Tong Shuchen's ashes into the sea.

Xie Baiyuan looked at him and suddenly asked, "Why didn't you just bury the corpse together?"

Fang Li turned his head and looked over.

His two pupils are pure black without any impurities. Compared with the eyes of ordinary people of the same age, his pupil ratio is slightly larger, so his eyes look more innocent and clear.

At first, Xie Baiyuan thought it was because the Fang family protected him well enough, like a little white flower in a greenhouse or a domestic kitten.Having never experienced the dangerous environment outside, a little wind and waves after he came out could make him tremble.

But Xie Baiyuan soon discovered that this was not the case. Fang Li was growing up, but now this person can stand in the storm and still retain that tenacity, as if this person was born to be like this.

Fang Li squinted his eyes due to the sea breeze, and said softly, "I just don't think she wants to stay on this island."

He can't do much, at most he can only deal with the funeral for others.

Xie Baiyuan stared at his profile for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"You haven't changed at all," Xie Baiyuan patted him on the shoulder, "That's right, keep it up."

After speaking, he turned and walked into the cabin.

Fang Li was baffled by his praise.

There was another person on the deck. She also seemed to come out to enjoy the sea breeze, but her eyes kept falling on Fang Li and the others.She waited until Xie Baiyuan went in before she slowly walked over from the side of the deck.

"That... hello."

The other party took the initiative to say hello to himself, and Fang Li responded politely: "Hi, what's the matter?"

The other party was the long-haired girl. Fang Li didn't remember her full name, but only remembered that Xiao Huangmao called her Xiaojia when he first came to the island.

Xiao Jia looked slightly hesitant, and after a while said: "I have a question, I don't know whether I should ask it or not."

Fang Li: "What's the problem?"

Xiao Jia said, "Have we met before?"

Fang Li: "..."

Of course, he didn't think that a mature intellectual woman like the other party would use such an ancient way to strike up a conversation with him, so Fang Li recalled it carefully, and finally said: "... probably not."

"Really," Xiao Jia raised her hand to pin a strand of black hair beside her ear, and said, "I guess I made a mistake. The feeling you give me is similar to a person I once met."

Fang Li's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly asked, "What's your full name?"

The other party replied: "Yu Jiaxi."

Fang Li searched through his mind carefully, and finally shook his head: "I have no impression."

Based on his memory, if the two of them had talked, it shouldn't be impossible for them to not even remember their names.

"That's right," Xiaojia smiled. She looks like Yujie's, but she is also very easy-going when she smiles. It's just that her smile looks a little lost, as if she is missing an old acquaintance. "It shouldn't be him, he should have cleared the customs and got out of here long ago."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Li raised doubts that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"Is there really someone who can pass all the dungeons?" In fact, he was not desperate in his heart, and he could even be said to be very objective and rational.

After all, it was already a bit of a struggle just in the sixth car, and Zhao Xiaotong, who came out of the fifth car, looked like he had escaped from the devil.

Fang Li couldn't help but have doubts, can someone really pass through all the cars?Or, did anyone actually get rid of this car?

Xiao Jia shook her head: "I don't know. But I still believe that there is. People have to have some faith, so that life will have hope."

When she spoke, her demeanor and tone were all old-fashioned, which made Fang Li a little curious, curious about Xiao Jia herself, and also curious about the old acquaintance she was talking about.

He first asked, "How long have you been here?"

Xiao Jia answered flatly: "Forty years."

Fang Li was a little shocked. Although he knew that the passengers on the train would not grow old, he was still surprised that the other party was still in the sixth car after 40 years.

"The probability of survival of this car from the fifth carriage onwards will be terribly low. Every time a large number of people come in, most of the unlucky ones will die, leaving us "lucky ones" who have no skills. Hovering from the 30th to the [-]th." Xiao Jia looked very calm when she said this, as if she was just talking about an innocuous incident, "The last time I saw that person was [-] years ago, he and his companions are very powerful , should have been successfully freed by now."

At that time, she almost chose the No. [-] car with the heart of death. She thought she would die this time, but she ran into a few very powerful characters in that instance. The customs clearance posture is also very strange, almost forcing the npc to let them go.

It's just that she was not lucky enough, and she never met those people again. Presumably, those people should have brushed the dungeon in a more advanced car.

So when she saw Fang Li, a long-lost sense of familiarity hit her soul. Although it turned out to be an oolong in the end, she still had a good impression of the young man in front of her.

If Yu Jiaxi saw Xie Baiyuan grabbing the wool of the NPC with his own eyes, I'm afraid all of this would be easy to explain.

After chatting a few words on the deck, Xie Baiyuan poked his head out of the cabin, squinted his eyes and greeted very forcefully: "Fang Li, come in."

Fang Li responded: "Oh, here we come!" and whispered: "Calling the cat, this is it?"

"Then I'll go in first," Fang Li turned around and said to Xiao Jia, "Come in too, the sea breeze is strong, so be careful not to catch a cold. I don't know when we will arrive."

Xiao Jia responded, watching his back jumping into the cabin in a daze.

The boat sailed very fast, and half an hour later brought them to an unmanned dock.

Just as Fang Li was about to murmur, why didn't he just go back to the waiting hall this time, the moment his feet hit the ground, the scene in front of him changed, and the pier turned into a waiting hall.

Fang Li: "..." He knew it.

The big screen released their names one by one. As expected, Xie Baiyuan's ranking was far ahead, and the reward value was also frighteningly high, a full [-] points.

Xie Baiyuan exchanged these reward points for the information of the fifth carriage with Werther wearing a smiley mask.

It was the first time for Fang Li to see with his own eyes how the exchange information was exchanged. In fact, it was Xie Baiyuan who handed over his ticket. Witt took out a palm-sized machine from under the table and swiped it like swiping a card.

The small machine beeped, and a piece of paper full of small characters was spit out from the mouth-like exit.

Xie Baiyuan put away the note, as if he didn't intend to read it now.

Werther checked the tickets for this group of people to enter the station. Naturally, Fang Li and others followed Xie Baiyuan and chose the fifth car. Anyway, there were only six of them, and there should not be more than half of them.

Yu Jiaxi followed behind everyone, and asked embarrassedly: "Can I go with you?"

She could have stayed in the No. [-] car, but she had an intuition that following these people, her life would be safe.

Zhao Xiaotong should be straightforward: "Yes... Oh, you have to ask that person, but the carriage is not anyone's private property, you can choose whatever you want."

Xie Baiyuan was pointed at by her, and raised his eyes wearily: "It doesn't matter."

When he saw the slightly expectant eyes on the side, his throat stuck, and he changed his mouth in a less obvious way: "Anything is fine."

Yu Jiaxi said words of gratitude for several rounds.

After so many days of tossing, everyone finally got out of the car and returned to the small villa they shared.

Zhu Yicheng stretched his waist, and fell on the sofa after entering the door, rubbing his arms around the pillow: "Hey - it's comfortable, it's better to be at home."

Xie Baiyuan rubbed Fang Li's head, and asked in a gentle voice, "Are you hungry? How about steak tonight?"

Anyway, it's only been a few minutes in the real world, and the steaks are still fresh.

Fang Li was lowering his head to change his shoes, and said hello.

Zhao Xiaotong dragged her slippers and ran upstairs, saying that the island was too windy and dry, and she was going to apply a sheet mask to replenish water, and asked Zhu Yicheng if he wanted to come together.

God damn wind is too dry.

Zhu Yicheng responded with a series of grunts.

The cook went to cook, and the mask maker went to apply the mask.

Fang Li was free, walked behind the sofa where Zhu Yicheng was lying, and patted Zhu Yicheng's buttocks.

Zhu Yicheng was woken up by him pinching his nose, with a confused look on his face: "What's wrong, Xiao Fang?"

"I want to ask you something." Fang Li suppressed his voice, and looked around with his head looking around, looking very mysterious.

So Zhu Yicheng also got up seriously, sat down hugging the pillow, picked up the apple on the table, took a bite and said, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Fang Li pursed his lips, and after a while, he hesitated and opened his mouth.

"That day, in the villa, you said 'After all, Bai Yuan only has' what?"

"...cough, cough, cough." As soon as the words fell, Zhu Yicheng choked on a mouthful of fruit pulp and began to cough violently.