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Chapter 113
Chapter 113
Shen Ti's words were obviously putting pressure on the people behind. After he finished speaking, he smiled rather relaxedly, "That's it, I'll give the stage to the players behind."
The right to speak came to Wu You. Probably because of the contrast of Shen Ti's seriousness, Wu You's expression looked extraordinarily indifferent.
"I'm not the tomb keeper, there are only No. 9 (Noah), No. 10 (Yang Ce), and No. 1 (An Wu Jiu) behind me, who might be the tomb keeper."
He glanced at Zhou Yijue, "Actually, I don't really want to believe what Zhou Yijue said. He is a man of many tricks, and I don't know which is true and which is false."
Wu You thought for a while, his brows slightly wrinkled, "However, do you think it is possible that the werewolves were really corrupting Matsuura's identity? Because if they killed the prophet last night, the witch would definitely poison the fake witch last night. , then after getting up during the day, the real witch will live, and because of the double death we can clearly distinguish who is the real witch, so it is difficult to sacrifice another god during the day, but if it is to kill the witch and leave the prophet, the werewolf Instigate again during the day, and then let the true prophet be sacrificed and out of the game, so that you can kill two priests."
An Wu Jiu observed Wu You's expression and felt that he did not look like a wolf.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he had the perspective of a grave keeper, knowing that the dead Andrew was indeed a good person, it would be easy to analyze Wu You's point. It's not that the Wolves couldn't do this kind of tactic.
After all, they have already played the tactic of being a prophet of silver water with their own swords.
"If it's such a tactic..." Wu You thought for a while, "Then Zhou Yijue may be the wolf who incited. The purpose is for us to sacrifice Matsuura."
"Conversely, if Andrew is a real prophet, then this round can actually produce the werewolf Megan he tested, or Matsuura. This is a clear fight." Wu You looked around, " We just need to find the gargoyle."
"I think the prophet is still very important. If the prophet is there, we can detect the gargoyle. If he is not there, we can only listen to the speech and judge the logic of the behavior. It is still wrong to see if he looks like it." Wu Youyue thought The more I felt entangled, "I'll listen to Matsuura's speech first, and see what he has to say. I will definitely vote with no... oh no, vote with the middle priest. I passed."
After Wu You finished speaking, he looked at Noah who was about to speak.
Noah's complexion looked better today than yesterday, his little face was flushed, his cold blue eyes rolled, and locked on Zhou Yijue's body, "I'm not the tomb keeper either, could it be that the tomb keeper happens to be Do you speak at the end?"
She said, looking at Yang Ce and An Wujiu, "I can't tell if Zhou Yijue's brother is really the gravekeeper, but he said that Andrew's brother is a good person, and I feel the same way. Because I think Tengtang sister is a bit strange, Yesterday, she said that she was a witch and saved Sister Meghan. Sister Meghan was a bad person detected by brother Andrew, so she wanted to push Andrew away. She didn't talk about the situation that Sister Meghan might commit suicide, and directly saved her. That uncle also Said he was a witch, and it happened to be Brother Matsuura who was rescued, and without analyzing the possibility of brother Matsuura committing suicide, he directly pushed away brother Andrew."
Noah closed his eyes, "I think it's a little suspicious. The situation where two witches jumped out at the same time seems to be because the witches are lined up with different prophets, but this time..."
Noah smiled, "It's the same prophet who is standing there."
An Wujiu looked at Noah, even though she looked cute and well-behaved, he always felt that Noah's mind was not her age, and there was a sense of disobedience to forcibly integrate into this appearance. The appearance of Noah being under control when offering sacrifices at dusk is still in front of An Wujiu's eyes, that scene is so creepy that An Wujiu is a little uncomfortable looking at her now.
But Noah is really smart, maybe he really is a so-called gifted child, reaching the intelligence level and logical thinking ability of adults early.
"I heard a word from an adult before," the old god Noah said to them on the ground, "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. So I feel that brother Matsuura is not a real prophet. As for whether brother Zhou Yijue is the tomb keeper, I'll leave it to other brothers and sisters to analyze, if no one stands up to confront him in the end, then I can only think that he is the tomb keeper."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head innocently and raised her eyebrows at Yang Ce, "Uncle, tell me."
There is nothing wrong with calling him Uncle Yang Ce in terms of age, but he does not look that old, and he is handsome. Even if he is not compared with his peers, he is quite attractive among a group of young people.
It's just that Yang Ce's expression is really cold, it's indifference from the bottom of his body, but he seems to be much more graceful when he speaks.
An Wu Jiu stared at him and suddenly thought of a person, the facial features of the two are surprisingly similar, but because of the difference in the way they speak and do things, he never thought of them together before.
Yang Ce.
Yang Erci.
Could it be that this is the father Yang Erci was looking for?
"I'm not the tomb guard either." Yang Ce's voice was magnetic and deep, "Three people died yesterday, and I think there is at least one werewolf among them. So I thought that on the 4th, Zhou Yijue spoke and claimed to be the tomb guard. When I was a man, at least one of the five people in front of me, No. 5, No. 6, No. 7, No. 8, and No. 9, would say that he was the tomb keeper, because there are always wolves out there.β
"So I was surprised that these five people actually said that they were not wolves. The seventh Shen Ti was even more strange. In the last round, he was keen to give other players an identity. In this round, he even said that he was a civilian and that others were too. Civilian, how can a commoner be so sure of what other people are? Unless you are the priest with special abilities, or a wolf."
This is a little bit of the weirdness of Shen Ti's behavior, but An Wujiu still didn't react, from the first round he knew that Shen Ti's speech was not quite right, but Shen Ti himself is very contrary to common sense.
An Wu Jiu was somewhat passive in resisting to Shen Ti, he took the lead in excluding Shen Ti, he didn't care about him, he didn't care about him, he just paid attention to the others, if it was so unfortunate, Shen Ti was really the last wolf, An No blame can only accept fate.
This kind of indulgence can only be against his teammates, but An Wu Jiu is not a saint after all, and he also has selfishness.
"The other players in front have already said a lot, so I won't go into details." Yang Ce continued, "I don't think Shen Ti is very good. At least here he is looking for God, and he may be the one who tries to find a way to get along with himself. The gargoyle that the wolf teammate talked to, but he was a little anxious, maybe all the people who were detected were the people."
After Yang Ce finished speaking, he smiled, "Listen to what the surviving prophet and middle priest have to say, let's go."
After turning around for a long time, the winds of the prophets have been upside down. From the initial support of Andrew, to the support of Matsuura to sacrifice Andrew, at this moment, Matsuura became the person who was about to be sacrificed.
His eyes stayed on Tengtang Sakura's face, showing pity and sadness. He rubbed these emotions, swallowed them, and calmly began to speak.
"I am indeed a prophet. I was going to check No. 5 last night, but I thought about it, because Andrew gave No. 1 the divine scepter. Anyway, if I die, I can't pass the message to a good person. I can only I asked myself to be safe, so I went to test this one."
Matsuura said, "He is my murderer."
Even though his credibility is not that high anymore, it still makes people feel a little chilled to give An Wujiu who is currently in power as a werewolf.
If he is a true prophet, is An Wujiu a wolf?
If Matsuura is a wolf, then he kills An Wujiu, does he want to pull him into the water, or do the reverse operation protect him?
These are the places where people are confused and tangled.
"I don't understand why the grave guard doesn't jump, Zhou Yijue made it clear that he is not the real grave guard." Matsuura said to everyone, "You said that you can't find Andrew's wolf teammates, isn't it obvious now? Andrew, Zhou Yijue, One of the two witches, and An Wujiu, the real wolves are these four people. I just want to say to the grave keeper that your character cannot prove your identity, which means that any one A werewolf can use this status to turn things around, as long as he says the dead wolf teammates are good people."
"Perhaps you are afraid of dying under the sword of a werewolf tonight, I understand that no one is not afraid of death," Matsuura's finger pointed to the two cold bodies that fell to the ground, "Now we have lost a witch, today really If my gravekeeper does not stand up, I may become the target of public criticism and be sacrificed on the top of the mountain. Then at least after I die, tomorrow, you must stand up and prove my identity. You canβt let good people be completely fooled by werewolves. Because this is a game that will cost us all our lives!"
He speaks righteously, and every word speaks loudly. An Wu Jiu understood the meaning of this game in an instant, even though he was very clear, the Matsuura in front of him was not a true prophet, and the situation was already in decline, so it would be difficult to turn things around. If it was another person, he might have given up here.
But Matsuura still tried his best to try to turn the tide, maybe he was not for one of the remaining teammates, but the dead Todo Sakura.
This is his last chance, if he fails, he cannot be resurrected from NPC to become a normal player.
An Wu Jiu is no longer hostile to the so-called hostile faction, if it was him before, he might still do some tricks to trick people's hearts, but this is totally useless.
Their real enemy is clearly only one, and that is the altar.
"I am a true prophet, An Wujiu is my murderer, I hope you can vote with me in this round to get An Wujiu out." Matsuura lowered his eyes, "I passed."
An Wujiu took back his thoughts.
He is a person who is difficult to see through. Even Matsuura said he was a werewolf, and he could not see any emotional ups and downs on his face. He was not like a human being, but a sophisticated artificial intelligence.
"Since after a circle, only Zhou Yijue stood up and said that he was the tomb keeper, then I don't believe there are other tomb keepers." An Wu Jiu said lightly, "This game, if there is a tomb keeper who sees it If the wolf tries to impersonate him, he will definitely stand up and point the way for good people, I think this is the blame of this character, and this is the reason why I believe in Zhou Yijue."
An Wujiu put aside his identity as a gravekeeper in a few words. First, the situation on the court is very clear now, even if Zhou Yijue is really a wolf, since he is selling his teammates at this time, An Wujiu is not unable to use him for a while. .
"Actually, it's very simple. The tomb keeper has already stated the situation of the sacrifice yesterday. Andrew is a good person, and Matsuura Mori, who danced with him to the prophet, must be a wolf."
An Wu Jiu looked at Matsuura, "Actually, your reason for saying that you want to test me is far-fetched, you should have thought about it yourself, so you will explain so much. If you don't test Megan, I'm afraid it's because you think your werewolf identity can no longer be hidden. Just stay away from your teammates."
Matsuura was also very calm, even if An Wujiu put pressure on him like this, he didn't react much.
"Meghan and Matsuura are two bright wolves. Compared with Megan, Matsuura is a greater threat to good people, so I will cast Matsuura Mori in this round."
After saying that, An Wu Jiu glanced at Zhou Yijue, then looked at the others, the cold wind lifted his hair through the gap in the stone gate, "Now the disadvantage of good people is very big, two priests have already left, and the tomb guards are also jumping. Come out, there is only one hunter left. If they kill the tomb keeper tonight and the gargoyle detects the hunter, it may wake up tomorrow and the game is over."
An Wu Jiu's face was pale and solemn, like a jade statue that does not eat the fireworks of the world, even the indifference is very moving.
He turned his head, looked at Matsuura Mori, and was silent for a few seconds.
"Actually, even if it's a different camp, I don't want to sacrifice anyone. Yesterday's sacrifice was a nightmare."
An Wujiu closed his eyes, his voice was very soft, "But we are all players trapped here, we have no choice."
Matsuura's brows furrowed slightly, but quickly loosened.
He also had no choice.
"My speech is over, I will vote for No. 12 Matsuura Mori in this round."
The holy voice appeared, "All players have finished speaking, please start voting."
The options for voting appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the blue light appeared in the air that was so cold that it was almost freezing, which was particularly dazzling.
An Wu Jiu stretched out his finger and chose Matsuura Mori.
The moment his fingertips touched his name, An Wujiu had a dangerous and crazy thought in his heart.
He wants to live, not for those unforgettable past events, but for the altar.
He wanted to destroy the altar.
Totally destroy this cannibalistic place.
Even though An Wu Jiu knew that it was difficult and almost foolish, he was determined to live for the purpose of reaching the sky.
"Voting is over."
The Holy Voice announced the results to the crowd.
"After voting and negotiation by the priests, the object of sacrifice today is Matsuura Mori, player number 12. Please leave a message."
There was no surprise on Matsuura Mori's face, and he accepted the result calmly. He didn't speak directly, but walked down the stone platform that belonged to him and walked towards Todo Sakura step by step.
He took off his cloak and covered her already stiff body, half squatted down and covered her face with his palms, closing Sakura Tododo's eyes.
"I have already said what I have to say." Matsuura Mori also lay down, separated from Todo Sakura, and closed his eyes, "If you still believe me, sacrifice the werewolf I found out."
After he finished speaking, he lay quietly beside Todo Sakura until the moment when the countdown to his last words ended, he fell into a complete coma.
"Players who died at night also need everyone to be buried in the grave on the top of the mountain."
"The morning festival is over, please prepare for the evening festival."
After the holy sound disappeared, An Wujiu stood still and did not move.
The Rite of Twilight, as well as the inspection at night, were the closest moments to his own nightmare.
Just standing here, An Wujiu's mind will flash many fragments of memories that he saw last night, seeing Sakura Todo and Mori Matsuura lying in front of him, he couldn't help thinking of his parents.
It was they who seemed to be lying on the ground with their heads on their heads.
His memory is really strange. So far, there is no good picture. An Wu Jiu could only imagine the picture of his father and mother leaning against each other, lying on the thick leaves in the backyard, while his sister ran after him.
Although it was made up, An Wu Jiu thought that these things must have happened before.
Before those things happened, there should have been good things, but he forgot.
After the memory returned, those past feelings also returned to his body, including the fear and confusion of childhood.
He didn't understand his mother when he was a child.
I don't understand why she always moves, why she's always hysterical, why she's so afraid of him touching all those things her father left behind, those weird spells and words.
How much courage does a person have to fight against an unknown and powerful initiator after the death of a lover and protect two young children.
An Wu Jiu, who was staring at her, crouched down, took Matsuura Mori's wrist, and put his hand on Todo Sakura's.
He stood up and planned to go to Yang Ce to find out, maybe he was really the father Yang Erci was looking for.
An Wu Jiu thinks, at least let him know that Yang Erci has also entered this dark place for him, maybe this time, if they don't match up, she will be in deep danger and it will be difficult for her to survive.
Everything in this world is cruel.
"What's wrong?"
An Wu Jiu raised his head and met Shen Ti's transparent and beautiful pupils.
Shen Ti smiled softly, cupped his face with both hands, and gently rubbed his fingertips a few times.
"Why do you seem to be crying?"