The painting of the swimming fish exudes an evil spirit, especially when the protagonist in the painting is still himself, Qin Manjiang feels a little uncomfortable.

It was very wrong to draw the drawing of his own condition. Moreover, looking at the butterfly flying out of his mouth, Qin Manjiang's throat was itchy, as if something was really drilling out.

Wang Baiwan took a look here, and Yuyu immediately took back the notebook and closed it.

The boss's wife soon came back with the dishes. Everyone had no choice. They picked some dishes that were normal and barely ate. As for the clay pot of chicken soup, they didn't move at all, which made the boss's wife frown and was quite dissatisfied.

At night, when everyone was arranging how to stay, they had a disagreement.

"I'm going to agree first. I don't know how long I'll stay in this village this time. It's fine if I have to stay for one or two days. What if I have to stay for a month? I don't want to squeeze in the same room every day." Wang Baiwan for some reason, but it was already evening, he was still wearing his sunglasses.

"Then let's live in one room for three people," the lawyer proposed the solution. "This time, three men and three women are separated by gender, so that it will not be too crowded, and everyone can take care of each other."

"No," Yuyu, the woman who had almost said a few words, suddenly spoke. She reached out and pointed at Qin Manjiang, "I want to live with him."

"Ah?" Liang Yue, a college student, looked like a missed expression on his face, and his eyes moved back and forth between the two, "Is this possible...a occasion like this?"

However, Doctor Yan Xiao looked at Yuyu, and his eyes quickly flew over her notebook, thinking about something.

"That's fine, then the two of you have a room together. I'll live with the second seat, and you two women live together. As for this pair of mandarin ducks, let them do whatever they want." Wang Baiwan glanced at the doctor and quickly expressed his thoughts.

He wished he could stay with the doctor for a while. It wasn't that he liked men, but the doctor was the second seat and had a well-known scalpel. Following him would undoubtedly greatly improve his survival rate.

"Yes." The lawyer nodded.

It was not until Qin Manjiang got out of his thoughts about doubts that he realized that everyone had already made arrangements.

My opinion...no one asked...

He looked at the fish, and the woman pushed the door into the room with a calm expression.

Of course, Qin Manjiang would not think that the other party fell in love with him at first sight, and no matter how much he fell in love, he would not be able to make pairs in such an environment, right?

"What does that painting mean?"

Qin Manjiang also entered the house and closed the door.

The sound of closing the door made the Yuyu's body tremble. Qin Manjiang looked interesting. She didn't seem as cold as she looked on the outside, whether it was cold or calm.

"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa." She held the black notebook and moved to the sofa.

"I'm asking, why do you want to draw me?" Qin Manjiang unbuttoned a button on the collar of his shirt and walked slowly towards her.

"What are you doing!" The swimming fish stared at him, like a furry cat.

"Stay." Qin Manjiang walked towards the window, closed the window, pulled all the curtains up, turned around and looked at her, and said, "Whether it is your painting or the current situation, you are provoking me, so I want to know, why?"

Qin Manjiang's words made her completely calm down.

After a moment of silence, the fish looked up at him: "My permanent prop."

Qin Manjiang was stunned. Her words were completely beyond his expectations: "Do you have exclusive permanent props?"

"It's not just ten seats to have permanent props. They are in the top ten, just because they have obtained the largest number of spiritual pupils in total," Yuyu said the longest sentence since she went to the island. "There are many people like me who never exchange for disposable props and have been accumulating spiritual pupils to exchange for permanent props directly."

Qin Manjiang nodded clearly, so that's it.

"Then why does my portrait appear on your laptop?" He was still confused.

"It's not a notebook, it's a picture book."

"Psychological painting," she exuded the temperament of being unaware of strangers, and her tone was also, "In a game, I can draw three paintings, one day apart."

"Each painting hints at a key message in this game." Yuyu's words made Qin Manjiang's pupils shrink.

Am I a key message?

"Are it accurate?" Qin Manjiang asked.

"What do you think?" Yuyu asked back.

Qin Manjiang remained silent.

If it is accurate, does not mean that the ending of each round of the weird game is destined?

Of course Qin Manjiang doesn't believe it.

"Prophecy painting?" Qin Manjiang asked.

"No," Yuyu shook his head and looked at him coldly, "A certain symbol needs to be interpreted."

It is indeed not a prophecy, it is just a specific expression of key information.

That's why she approached me because I appeared in the painting that hints at key information.

He is really a...pragmatic person.

Qin Manjiang lay on the bed.

This is just the first night on Butterfly Island. What's strange is that this monster chat game did not arrange the end time for them, which means that if the monster chat is not solved, they will stay here forever.

"What do you think about the opening speech?"

Qin Manjiang asked.

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"Ah? I don't know..."

In another room, Liang Yue answered embarrassedly in the face of the lawyer's question.

Chen Yu shook his head helplessly, walked towards the window, and looked at the dark town.

At least there is no big problem with intelligence when she can get into college, but in her opinion, although this girl is no longer a new player, she is still not reliable and has never even studied the opening speech.

For old players, the opening speech that everyone is most concerned about is the opening speech.

In most cases, the opening speech not only hides key information, but also implies a way of life, but... there are also hidden traps, so the players need to distinguish them themselves.

Like a bubble, it will break when touched. Flowers will make people love when blooming. Snow will make people pity before falling to the ground. I want to remember these looks. Each one.

What do these words mean?

There are three images, bubbles, flowers, and snow.

All three are like dreams, but they are not lasting.

The protagonist inside is me.

I want to remember these looks, every one...

"who I am?

What is the “each” I want to remember?

These problems bother Chen Yu. At present, the most important problem lies in the bowl of chicken soup.

Although other dishes are also somewhat suspicious, they are likely to be psychological, but the only bowl of chicken soup is a real palm inside.

In Chen Yu's opinion, the six of them who came from the outside world thought that chickens were palms, but the people in the town thought it was normal chicken soup. Then the problem was obvious. If it were not for their perceptions, it was the perceptions of the indigenous people.

She prefers the issue of the natives.

Forget it... It's only the first night. After dawn tomorrow, I'll go to the town to inquire about the news, and then... go to the foggy area to take a walk?

Chen Yu thought so.

The fog on Butterfly Island does not cover the central town, which is very strange.

Perhaps, there are real secrets hidden in the fog.

She withdrew her thoughts, and as soon as she turned around, her eyes instantly froze!

etc……

My reflection in the window glass seemed to have not moved just now?

Chen Yu's breathing stopped, and she slowly turned around, and her shadow in the glass was also slowly turning back.

"call……"

She breathed a little relieved, were she too nervous?

However, when she turned around again and was about to go to the window to rest-

This time, her figure in the glass did not follow her...


Chapter completed!