Chapter 200 Inquiry(1/2)
Fang Xing smiled and didn't make any statement.
Then he asked:
"We think so, do you have any ideas?"
"What do they think? Can't we discuss it?"
The actor also laughed and continued:
"It's just that I spent the most time with Qianqian in those two days. I just want to ask my opinion."
He looked at the actor with a serious look on his expression, and then looked at the eyes of the others looking at him.
Fang Xing knew that whatever he said now, they must have already made plans.
It's just that they don't want to tell themselves.
Ask yourself what you think, and ask yourself if it will get in the way.
"He won't get in the way. We can do whatever we want."
Fang Xing said without starting or ending.
The misunderstood actor smiled and didn't deliberately ask what that sentence meant. Those kind of polite words were meaningless.
On the deserted island now, the two obvious forces have begun to separate.
A group of non-living dead, headed by Qianqian.
Of course, Qianqian herself is very reluctant.
The other one is a very immortal group of living beings.
If they don't want to die, they can find a way to solve the 'problem'.
No one knows what the source of the problem is.
But they can clearly see who the problematic ‘people’ are surrounding.
It cannot solve the root of the problem.
Are you unable to solve the problem of people?
The brief wrong words are over and everything continues.
The actor continued to build a house with a few of Shan Dong's men.
Qianqian also came with three licking dogs to help.
The group of people talked, laughed, and cooperated with each other, acting as united and friendly as they did on the second day on the island.
Apart from the fact that there were three people hanging around Qianqian all the time, there weren't any problems.
Fang Xing also cooperated and did some less demanding work.
Then continue to think about the current situation.
Three of the nine people who landed on the island have died.
As for the tenth person mentioned in the nursery rhyme, until now, there are only guesses and no clue.
If I remember correctly, of the fearless nursery rhyme that I already know, only the remaining two lines of the lyrics have not been realized.
[Seven friends quarreled with swords and axes; one of them cut himself, and there were only six people left.]
[Six friends scattered to hide from the crisis, one was eaten, and there were only five people left.]
Those two lines of the ballad, Fang Xing dare say, are more thoughtful and detailed than the previous ones.
Hack yourself to death.
Who would do that?
Being eaten?
There were not even two snakes on the island, let alone any wild beasts, not even wild dogs.
Who can eat people.
Those living people in Leftong?
Enough food has been found now that no one would do that.
Could it be...
Fang Xing turned his head and glanced at the three people milling around Qianqian.
Those who die repeatedly are some unstable invisible bombs.
He Zhi, with his own strength, he may not be able to kill them.
I had crushed that noble young man's shoulders just now, but looking at him now, he didn't have any normal reaction at all.
In addition, those people come back from the dead every morning. I am afraid that no matter how seriously injured they are now, they will be intact the next day.
'That inexplicable X... must act according to the nursery rhyme, or is it some kind of curse?'
'I have never experienced such a thing as a curse. After all, some fateful curses are indeed like fateful arrangements.'
'Whether there is a curse or not, there will always be a root cause. I've seen almost everything about the island over the past two days, both overtly and covertly, and I haven't found anything special about it.'
'Will it be anything?'
In the busy work and performance of everyone.
Tomorrow the day will slowly come to an end.
Tomorrow’s dinner is 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 tomorrow deliberately prepared 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.
That time, everyone's expressions seemed very calm.
After all, everyone already knows what is going on. Even if they are scared when they see sudden changes, they will react immediately.
Among the six people in Chengdong, the one who is most relaxed now is Fe Qianqian.
Zhai Mule and the three others fell to the ground, and Qianqian herself also lay on the beach, not wanting to get up.
After enjoying the love of three people for a day, Qianqian felt that her brain had been squeezed dry.
tired.
Tiredness from brain to soul.
Although she didn't do much work physically, her mental fatigue made her even more uncomfortable.
What made her particularly 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 if she was in urgent need of mental comfort, Qianqian didn't want to see other people's eyes that contained hostility.
Tomorrow morning will be very silent.
I finished my porridge silently, packed my things silently, and put everything away silently.
No one shut up.
But every misunderstanding between each other has too many meanings.
When everyone walked back to the bonfire, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely solid.
Fang Xing held the skewered sweet potatoes and placed them next to the bonfire. He smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes and was in a good mood!
'Although that world is a headache, are there roasted sweet potatoes to eat?'
'That's not too bad!'
The others remained silent, no one knew how to speak now.
initial.
The actor was the first to speak:
"Fang Xing, do I think the current atmosphere is suitable for whistling and singing?"
"It's appropriate. Eating sweets can make people happy, so sweet potatoes are very sweet."
Movie King:…………
To be continued...