All he could offer was his own advice.

Jing Huashui clearly understood this, she nodded, and didn't say much. At this time, it is useless to say more, unless she wants to slap herself in the face, and choose to give up the next time the red flower comes over, and hand the red flower out directly, without raising her left hand.

In this way, the red flower has been passed three rounds, and the drumming has not stopped.

It can be seen that Qian Cangyi's discovery just now blocked the masked man's plan, at least for a short time, the masked man's plan to use the precise time to kill the actor could not succeed.

After a few more rounds, a masked man was devoured by a red flower, and this time, Jing Huashui survived without any accidents on the way.

"That's the normal thing." Lan Xing said, the expression on his face full of joy.

"There are five masked men left." Mo Ran glanced at it.

As the number of masked people decreases, the probability of Jing Huashui being chosen will increase, even if no traps are set.

Qian Cangyi didn't speak, just one round of security, it didn't prove anything at all.

The next round starts again, and Jing Huashui, who has already played three rounds, is already very proficient, whether it is receiving flowers or handing flowers, it is the same as the mask man, and it is completed in the shortest possible time.

After a few rounds in a row, except for one time when he almost selected Jing Huashui, the other two rounds belonged to the type of thrilling and undangered.

Now, counting Jing Huashui, there are only three people left who participate in the drumming and passing flowers.

As long as he holds on for two more rounds, Jing Huashui will be able to become the last survivor and get special dice.

It can also be used to prove its worth, although the gold content is not high.

"Come on!" The shadow puppet show knew the current situation from Qian Cangyi's narration, so she loudly encouraged Jing Huashui, although she did not agree to Jing Huashui's invitation to cooperate, but the scene where Jing Huashui rescued her before was still vivid, if it weren't for Jing Huashui's healing skills, I am afraid that one day after the heart of the lava, she would have died early due to wound infection.

Originally, it was just an ordinary sentence, but this sentence reminded those present of the first rest area.

On that day, seven people were still alive and even gathered in the room at the top of the minaret to tell stories.

At the end, all the people gathered around and shouted the word 'come on'.

Of the five, Blue Star was arguably the most sensitive to this matter, and although he didn't believe in it, the story was organized by him at the time.

Looking back now, there is some hindsight, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that there was already an undercurrent at that time, and it only took a little external force to detonate the contradictions between different actors.

Lan Xing thought to himself, then shook his head, throwing aside the thoughts in his mind, and focused his attention on Jing Huashui, after all, right now, Jing Huashui was the protagonist among the five of them.

"There are only three people left, and now it has almost completely become a fight for luck, I remember you said that your luck is very good, I hope it is as you said, otherwise, I am afraid that it will be ......" Mo Ran turned his head to look at Qian Cangyi.

"Really?" Qian Cangyi asked rhetorically, "What do you think luck is?" Destiny? ”

"Sort of." Mo Ran looked away and focused on Jing Huashui, "If you're lucky, wouldn't it mean that I'm unlucky when I meet you?" But if you think about it, resurrection is a rebellion, and if Sunset Castle has some kind of consciousness, then my actions will definitely cause it to rebel. ”

"From that point of view, it seemed inevitable that I would be unlucky." He smiled wryly.

"You're talking too much nonsense." Qian Cang put his hands in his trouser pockets.

After finishing speaking, Qian Cang walked to the drummer, although he didn't show it in the process of beating the drum and passing the flowers just now, it didn't mean that he didn't need to think about this matter.

Will the Masked Man also be able to use that opportunity for a quick pass?

He walked not far in front of the drummer and voiced his question, after which he received an affirmative answer.

The Masked Man could use this opportunity, but they didn't use it all the time.

"It's really insidious, I feel that the situation of drumming and passing flowers is very similar to the situation of Sunset Castle, only some basic conditions are given, and the rest of the conditions and restrictions need to be explored by yourself." Bluestar grumbled.

This reminded him of the review criteria in various film and television works in the real world.

"We've found out, but we don't know what traps the Masked Man would use to set out of this?" The shadow puppet play is always facing the direction of Jing Huashui, so that the ears can hear more clearly.

Maybe it was her answer, or maybe it was pure coincidence.

The drummer picks up the drumstick and starts the next round.

Jing Huashui swallowed his saliva, those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and now, beating the drum and passing the flowers may be regarded as the real beginning.

Boom! Knock knock! Knock knock!

Unlike the previous drum beats, this time the drum beats completely changed the rhythm, no longer a drum beat as rapid as a rainstorm, but a completely traceable rhythm, one-two-three-one-two-three.

At this moment, every actor knows what this means, and the sound of the drums in this rhythm seems to be completely for the purpose of killing, as long as the masked man agrees in advance that he will stop at a certain rhythm. Knowing this, coupled with the results of Qian Cangyi's inquiry just now, how to kill the actor is completely clear.

"Exit!" Qian Cangyi shouted.

Rather than pinning your hopes on the almost impossible situation that the other party will make a mistake, it is better to take a step back, carefully imagine the solution, and be prepared to deal with it.

At this time, the red flower has already reached the masked man on the left side of Jing Huashui, and in two seconds, Jing Huashui will take over this red flower that may devour his life.

Jing Huashui took the safflower, but she didn't do what Qian Cangyi said.

She didn't give up, she only needed to hand out the red flower in two seconds, and she quit the game of drumming and passing flowers by default, but the next time may be an endless exchange of two masked people, maybe ...... It may not be said that it will be passed on to the heavens and the earth, and there has never been a time limit for each round.

In terms of physical strength, the Masked Man has no limitations.

Two seconds later, the time limit had arrived, and Jing Huashui handed over the saffron in his hand.

"Your words were heard by the drummer, and in this way, with the lesson from the last time, he will definitely wonder if this sentence is another trap, after all, he has already been tricked once, if he stops, and your words are lying to him, then as long as I use one chance in every round, the dead person will be the masked man."

"If I don't stop, whether I use that opportunity or not, whether I actually opt out, or feint, it doesn't matter to him, because they've already discussed their plans, so the drums won't stop during the lap!"

Jing Huashui told his own reasoning.