Chapter Twenty-Three: Serial Murders

In the darkness of more than a minute, the only woman among the seven died silently, and the tiny scars cut through her neck, so that she didn't even moan about the bellows after cutting her throat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fujiwara Ki and Chikan were almost the people with the highest combat power in the room, but just like that, they were quietly killed, and everyone's faces turned pale for a while.

After the horror, there is mutual suspicion, and everyone is more willing to believe that it is a human factor than the work of ghosts.

The strong man yelled hysterically at Fujiwara Ki: "You did it, only you can do it here." ”

"Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? Being bitten by these dogs in a row, Fujiwara didn't bother to explain at all.

The strong man was not angry, and he was directly ready to speak with his fists, but the fear made him forget the difference in strength between him and Fujiwara Kiri, and the fist with the wind slammed in front of Fujiwara Kiri, with a violent scarlet in his eyes: "Die, you youkai." ”

Unsurprisingly, Fujiwara Ki took the punch, and although his abilities were not as good as those youkai, he was also much stronger than ordinary people.

"Why do you always doubt me, did I kill you from beginning to end?" Fujiwara Ji countered the strong man and asked behind his back, the strong man gritted his teeth in pain and snorted angrily, Fujiwara Ji shook his head and kicked him out, "If you bother me again, it won't end well." ”

"You can kill us with your strength, everyone here is inferior to you, and if you want to kill us one by one, it will be easy. "The IQ of a strong man is not stupid enough to fight to the death with Fujiwara Nori, but it is ridiculous for Fujiwara to sow discord like this.

The only threat to him here is Chitachi, but she has been killed, and the rest of the ordinary people are no match for him, if not at all. It is not for nothing that they are so suspicious.

"The ferocious tiger was killed / The jackal sang on the cliff

Now I'm the king of the mountain / I have sharp claws and teeth

The leopard bit the little jackal to death / I am the king of the mountain here

Claws are stronger than jackals / I want the flesh of the usurper

The king of the mountain / the monkey respectfully welcomes the leopard king

Push down the edge of the cliff / Whoever is more cunning is king

The mountain eagle captured the monkey/cunning rabbit three holes to survive

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Takeuchi sang a nursery rhyme again, and the implicit meaning made everyone uncomfortable, especially Fujiwara Ki, when Takeuchi sang this nursery rhyme, he stared at him directly, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious - Fujiwara Ki is a usurper who wants to be king, and he is the only one who has the ability to kill threatening objects.

The lights suddenly went out without warning, and Takeuchi shouted in terror, "Don't kill me! ”

Fujiwara Ki observed the space within three feet of Takeuchi, there was nothing abnormal around him, the oil lamp was lit again, and Fujiwara, who was already mentally prepared, still took a breath of cool air.

Another man died.

The strong man who had just done it had his heart pierced and fell to the ground, and he had already lost his breath - this was the third, and there were five people left, the strong man who had just died was about the same as the companions they brought, and he was dying of excessive bleeding by the heart piercing, plus Chichibana, who had died, and the ground was covered with blood, and Fujiwara's feet were standing in a pool of blood.

The faces of the two samurai Tarzan who had not changed before him finally began to panic a little, Fujiwara Ki's heart tightened, his nerves tensed, and he burned a piece of talisman paper, and then a fireball surrounded him.

This is a short-lived Dao method, and the fireball will disappear soon after the spiritual power is used up, but it is enough to hold on until the wick is rekindled.

With the protection of the fireball, Fujiwara Ki changed the position of the door and analyzed the current situation.

There was a strange feeling in Takeuchi's house, as if there was an invisible executioner ready to harvest everyone's lives. Each of these people has something in common, but each one has a slight difference, and the different means are done in a very short time in the dark, which is hardly possible for human beings to do.

Killing people in the dark, followed by suspicion in the light, this is very much like a werewolf game, where werewolves kill humans in the night, and werewolves in disguise during the day frame the innocents, only now the process of the day is omitted, leaving only the lurkers in the dark.

The rain outside had not stopped, the oil lamps and candles were still burning, and everyone was staring at the faint flame on the table for fear that it would go out again.

But such a passive wait was useless, and Fujiwara suggested, "Although everyone is suspicious of each other, how about we put aside our suspicions for the time being and gather around the table? ”

"But if the murderer is around, the success rate of the sneak attack is greater. The strong man said nothing and refused to come closer, and the others did the same.

"It's incorrigibly stupid. At this time, do you still want to deal with these invisible monsters alone?" Fujiwara couldn't help but scold, "You are still suspicious of each other, if the murderer is one of us, do you think he can do it so quietly?"

"If you are the murderer, won't that be even more satisfying to you? ”

Fujiwara's words did not change their minds, why these people refuse to trust others, doubt has become their instinct.

"Then wait for death. Fujiwara Nori snorted and stood in front of the lamp, just hoping to restore the light of the oil lamp the moment the flame disappeared, and if there was no darkness, the hidden figure would have nowhere to hide.

After a few minutes, there was a strange cry on the roof, and as soon as the cry of a cow and a sheep and a sheep stopped, a hole was stepped out of the wooden roof, and a pouring rain poured in, extinguishing the flames and the fireballs made by Fujiwara Kidofu.

Darkness fell, another strong man died, and now there were 4 people left.

Before the danger passed, the two samurai, Takeuchi, and Fujiwara Ki were already at a loss.

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Half of the yard first, and make up for it tomorrow. (* ̄3 ̄)╭