There are only nine people left, and the probability of survival is one-in-three, although the shape is still not optimistic, but it is much clearer than at the beginning.

New eliminations have begun again.

There is no clear goal for who to vote for.

Wei Liang smiled and said, "I have a good idea. ”

Then the eyes of the people turned to him again.

Le Zhengzong said: "Please wait a minute. ”

Wei Liang asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Le Zhengzong Yan said: "Friends, I have discovered a terrible fact, from the beginning to the present, our actions seem to be pushed by an invisible hand, seemingly free, but involuntarily. ”

Some listened to him and thought for a moment.

Le Zhengzong pointed the finger at Wei Liang and said: "From beginning to end, the rules of the game are set by you, it is you who hint to us, who should be killed first, and who to kill later, I have to suspect that this is a conspiracy." ”

Ding Ding chuckled in his heart, secretly worried about Wei Liang.

Wei Liang's face was calm, and he said slowly: "I didn't say a word in the last round of voting, on the contrary, that man was forced to death by you." ”

Le Zhengzong said coldly: "Don't spew blood, I didn't force him, I just understood him and made the most correct decision for him." ”

Wei Liang sarcastically said: "It's another typical 'it's all for your good' story." ”

Le Zhengzong said: "He lived a very painful life, but he didn't have the courage to commit suicide, just like a person who was about to parachute, hesitating on the plane, I just gently pushed it." For him, this is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

"It's just wishful thinking on your part." Wei Liang smiled: "What I saw is that because you know him well enough, you took advantage of his weakness and killed him in order to increase your chances of survival." I have seen people who persuade people to quit smoking, I have seen people who persuade people to quit gambling, but I have not seen people who persuade people to commit suicide. ”

Le Zhengzong said: "Anyway, I don't believe you, this time the vote, I hope it can be fair." ”

Wei Liang was never afraid of challenges, and almost did not hesitate, and said, "Okay, tell me about your method." ”

Le Zhengzong said: "Draw lots." ”

There was a sneer from the crowd: "How do you draw lots in the water?" We're all in chains. ”

Le Zhengzong said: "That's what I mean, not really drawing lots." Maybe we can recite ancient poems, one word per person, and whoever reads the last word, we will vote for whomever we want. ”

After a short silence, a man asked, "What poem do you memorize?" I have a low culture, and I can't memorize it if it's too remote. ”

Le Zhengzong said: "Just memorize the catchy one, Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts". ”

Wei Liang's brain was running rapidly, and after a little groaning, he said, "Okay, I'll be the first to agree, so as not to be splashed with dirty water." ”

Le Zhengzong was a little surprised, he didn't expect him to compromise so quickly.

The rest pondered for a while, but had no opinion.

Wei Liang asked, "Who memorizes the first word?" ”

"Whatever." Le Zhengzong paused and said, "Let's start with me." ”

"Someone else." Wei Liang smiled: "This method was proposed by you, if you memorize the first word, there is a possibility of cheating." ”

"Change it, I have a clear conscience anyway."

Wei Liang looked around and asked, "Who will come first?" ”

No one replied, everyone was silently calculating, how many words is "Silent Night Thoughts"? How many people are here? Divide the number of words by the number of people, will it be your turn?

Wei Liang smiled and said, "Since no one answers, let me come first." ”

Le Zhengzong sneered: "You won't cheat?" ”

Wei Liang said slowly: "In order to get rid of suspicion and achieve a fair and just effect, we recite this poem ten times, how about it?" ”

Everyone was stunned, they were still secretly calculating, but when they heard him say this, they didn't have to calculate it at all, because they couldn't calculate it at all.

Le Zhengzong also had no opinion.

"Bed." Wei Liang said the first word, and at the same time made a look at the board man on the left.

He can rotate clockwise or counterclockwise, and if he were to go in a different direction, the second one to open his mouth would be Tintin, but he deliberately avoided that situation.

"Before." The man didn't think much about it, and said the second word.

"Ming." The girl to his left spoke a third word.

In this way, one word per person, the ancient poem was recited over and over again. After each recitation, the last word will fall on a different person, which does seem fair.

It didn't take a while, but I had already read it to the last time.

Le Zhengzong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it would not be his turn, and said, "Low." ”

A teenager to his left spat out a word: "Head." ”

Ding Ding's expression also relaxed, and said, "Think." ”

Wei Liang smiled and said, "So." ”

The facial features of the man were distorted, his lips trembled, and he couldn't spit out the last word "township".

All eyes were on him.

Ban Cun Nan suddenly asked: "This is the ninth time, right?" ”

Wei Liang smiled but did not speak.

Le Zhengzong said: "Don't pretend to be stupid, this is the tenth time, we all count." ”

The rest also accused.

The man pleaded, "I don't think it's fair, why don't we do it again?" ”

No one spoke, everyone stretched out their hands and began to vote.

The ending is obvious, Bancun Man was drowned.

Wei Liang looked at the bubbles that kept coming out of the water, and could only secretly say I'm sorry.

In fact, before he started to memorize, he expected that the board man was going to die.

Everyone thought that the result was unpredictable, but they didn't expect that Wei Liang had a brain beyond ordinary people, and it took almost less than ten seconds to reach the end.

Having survived the Crimson Tower until now, and being able to dominate every game, he is certainly a powerful man with an IQ far beyond the average person.

For Wei Liang, it is not difficult to deduce this result, let alone recite it ten times, even if he recites it a hundred times, he can know who will die.

Because the results are regular.

Replace nine people with nine numbers.

If Wei Liang is one, then the Ban Cun man is two, the girl on his left is three, and so on, Ding Ding is on Wei Liang's right, and the number is the largest, nine.

The first time you memorize the poem, the last word will fall on the second head, the second time you memorize the poem, the last word will fall on the four, the third time you will memorize the poem, the last word will fall on the sixth, and the fourth time you will memorize the poem, it will fall on the eighth.

The law goes like this: two, four, six, eight, one, three, five, seven, nine.

No matter how many times you memorize it, it is the same rule, and the above set of numbers will be repeated over and over again.

By analogy, when you recite it for the tenth time, how many will the last word fall on?

The answer is: two.

That is, the board inch man.

Therefore, Wei Liang dared to agree to this method without hesitation and firmly implemented it. Because from the very beginning, he was strategic.

But everyone didn't know this, and they thought it was the bad luck of the inching man.

Ta Ling said indifferently: "The eighth round of voting begins. ”

Everyone had no goal again, and subconsciously looked at Wei Liang.

But Wei Liang didn't speak.

Le Zhengzong's words just now sounded the alarm, and it was obvious that not only did he feel the threat of Wei Liang, but the rest of the people would have such thoughts more or less.

It is customary for people to get rid of the most threatening people first, and as the number of people decreases, this notion grows deeper.

Wei Liang naturally didn't want to be the target of public criticism, so he simply kept a low profile and said with a smile: "In order to avoid suspicion, I will remain silent." ”

The young man said, "Why don't we still recite poems?" ”

No one objected.

So it was decided.

This time, it was a different song, Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Autumn Thought".

Still reciting it ten times, Wei Liang has already calculated one qiē, as long as he and Ding Ding are not allowed to pronounce the first word by a specific person, he and Ding Ding can survive.

Under his seemingly random inducement, this kind of thing did not happen.

After a while, everyone finished reading, and a man with a hooked nose won the prize.

His face was ugly, pale as a piece of paper.

With a thud, he also sank into the water, and strings of bubbles bubbled up, heralding the death of a life.

There are only seven people left.

Wei Liang still remained silent, people have inert thinking, if a method is feasible, it will continue forever, then, just memorize poems, he likes this.

But some people don't like it.

Le Zhengzong jumped out again and said, "I think we should change our approach." Doesn't it feel stupid to keep reciting poems, you spit out a word, and I spit out a word? ”

The young man was displeased: "You are the one who proposes to memorize poems, and you are the one who opposes memorizing poems, what do you want?" ”

Le Zhengzong said: "The name of this game is called the most damned person, since it is the most damned person, it must be a great crime." We might as well repent and speak out about our crimes, so that everyone can judge. ”

Wei Liang smiled harmlessly, and said: "The last time we were honest with each other, you took advantage of other people's weaknesses and forced each other to death, and now you want to repeat the same trick?" ”

In his opinion, Le Zhengzong is completely a clown who jumps off the beam, has no ability, prefers to show off, he is almost impatient, and quietly glanced at Ding Ding.

Ding Ding understood and was about to attack him, but the young man spoke first and sneered: "If you want to say that the crime is extremely evil, I think it must be you." Do people who have depression deserve to die? Don't people with depression deserve to enjoy life? No! My sister was suffering from depression, but now she is well and she is living happily. And you, taking advantage of the weakness of depressed patients, deliberately forced others to death, and what you said was so righteous and awe-inspiring. Truth be told, you make me sick. ”

The boy is actually talking nonsense, he doesn't have a sister at all, just because he has taken a professional training course, his memory ability is far beyond ordinary people, memorizing ancient poems is a piece of cake for him, and Wei Liang is the same, he can know himself and his opponent, of course he wants to play like this, until he wins, but at this time Le Zhengzong stood up against it, which couldn't help but make him angry, but it was not easy to say, so he could only make up a reason casually.

Anyway, if you want to add sin, there is no excuse.

Tintin also stood up and condemned him a few words. In fact, she has no opinions, but she has the advantage of always standing by smart people. Since Wei Liang wants to deal with him, Ding Ding will definitely not drop the chain.

Of the seven people, three have already openly expressed their dissatisfaction.

There is a herd effect in psychology, that is, people will follow what the crowd agrees with, default to their opinions, and do not subjectively think about the meaning of events.

The remaining three people thought that since everyone else had an opinion about him, it meant that there must be something wrong with this person.

Moreover, everyone speaks for their own interests, and Le Zhengzong is attacked by the group, but it is the result they want to see, which means that there is one less competitor.

So the remaining three also joined the conquest team, and they criticized him verbally and penually, and seemed to portray him as the biggest villain in the world.

Le Zhengzong was stunned, he had a feeling that he was the enemy of the world, and he didn't understand why this was happening.

The voting results came out, and it was not surprising that Le Zhengzong got six votes, except for his own vote, the rest of the people voted for him.

With a plop, he sank into the water, struggling hard, seemingly extremely unwilling, but powerless to return to the sky.

There are six people left, and with a fifty percent chance of survival, there is even more hope.