No one speaks, everyone sees the flawless character in their eyes, and they know each other. But at this juncture, no one blames him for being a powerless ordinary man.

Connecting everything, the raid of the zombie goddess, and the collapse of underground passages and altars, are likely to be a chain reaction.

Big Bear, Flower Messenger and two Korean guys all died in the sea, and our losses were huge, but we also generally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

The old man in Tai Chi was not lightly injured, I could see that he was clenching his teeth, and that arm was useless. One of the remaining Korean guys was next to him, constantly talking to him in Korean, and his expression was gloomy.

The glutinous rice dumplings chirped inside me, saying that it could heal the old man.

But how does the little guy know the sinister nature of the world, the old man in Tai Chi suit behaves differently before and after, and it is obvious that there is something hidden from us. In this case, it is better to be wary of him.

Glutinous rice dumplings are my hole cards, and the hole cards must not be easily revealed.

and Zhou Tianming's account is also suspicious.

Regardless of the strength of his Taoism for the time being, but after all, he also has an enthusiastic eldest sister who doesn't know magic at all, and the two of them broke the formation unscathed, and also defeated the mysterious woman, the whole process is really so simple?

But now is not the time to doubt, the boatman is dead, and the fishing boat that is going to pick us up from the island will probably not come. Now, if you want to leave this desert island, you must defeat the evil spirits hidden on the island and find out the truth behind it.

We have destroyed the altar in the sea, and the so-called living sacrifice that has lasted for many years will no longer be able to be carried out, and it will not let us go easily.

Considering its extraordinary mana, everyone is more than lucky, and if you want to win, you can only unite as one.

And I also suspect that this guy must know the whereabouts of the little stinky fart, otherwise the little girl would not have been able to trace the island, and she wouldn't even be able to sense it.

I recounted what we had been through, and everyone was stunned.

The mermaid and the enthusiastic eldest sister began to tremble, especially the enthusiastic eldest sister, she folded her hands and kept chanting Amitabha Buddha, as if worshipping Buddha has become the most reasonable thing now.

It's right to think about it, if it's really like what Zhou Tianming said, after they saw countless unjust ghosts and ghosts in that formation, for ordinary people, there seems to be no other way than to worship Buddha and pray to God.

Hua Wuji's face was full of despair, not because of the curse on the island or some evil spirit, but because of the death of the boatman.

He paced restlessly by the campfire, muttering, "How could the boatman die?" It doesn't matter if he's dead, how can we get out of here without a boat? It's over......"

The suicidal man rarely joined our discussion, his face had a human color, and his previous depression seemed to have been downplayed, and he thought about it and said.

"The death of the boatman has become a reality, the question is who killed him and why?"

The profession of a photomaniac is a journalist, she sorted out from a logical point of view.

"The purpose of killing the boatman must have been to keep us from leaving the island. But there are many ways to keep us from leaving the desert island, and we don't need to send a boat, and we don't have to kill people to solve the problem......"

"Do you mean that the man who killed the boatman was not his companion, but someone else? Isn't this murderer in league with the evil spirits, the old lady, and the descendants of the inhabitants on the desert island? ”

The fat man was thoughtful.

The photographer nodded, saying that otherwise, things would not make sense.

I agree with the analysis of the photo maniac, but who is this murderer? And where did the boatman kill? The corpse floated from the sea, it must not be the work of the people on the island, could there be someone lurking in the sea?

Zhou Tianming took out a pair of transparent surgical gloves from the backpack he was carrying, and began to examine the boatman's already mutilated body.

He first examined the corpse's broken legs and one arm, then turned them over.

"That's not right! We can't rule out that the murderer is on the island......"

Zhou Tianming looked at me and said, "Judging from the wounds of the corpse, it is very likely that this is an explosion, that is, someone on the ship was loaded with a bomb!" ”

Zhou Tianming's words surprised everyone, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

There were bombs on the fishing boats, something that no one expected. The boatmen were in the same league as the people on the island, and the fundamental purpose of their coaxing of us was to seek a human sacrifice, and there could be no intention of planting bombs on the fishing boats.

For our group, the only way to get out of the desert island is through fishing boats, so there can be no motive to commit crimes.

In other words, the real goal of the murderer planting the bomb on the fishing boat was just to target the boatman, or did he want the lives of all of us?!

Things are getting weirder and weirder.

The harsh reality reminds us that there seems to be an unknown enemy hiding on this desert island, in addition to the terrifying evil spirits, the descendants of the inhabitants, and the members of the expedition with evil intentions.

Who is he or they?

Zhou Tianming then said: "This boatman has no scales on his back, it should not be the representative of the four surnames you said, or a soy sauce character......

I nodded in agreement, and the four mysterious people were all found in the underground passages and altars, and they were all killed and fled. But this kind of dead is not really dead, according to them, the next day it will be resurrected and come back.

"Coming back from the dead, isn't it endless?"

Maruko was a little worried.

"The most important thing is that neither the evil spirit on the island nor the old lady has shown up until now, not even in the secret passage......"

The old man in Tai Chi Fu sighed, he was obviously still obsessed with the commission of the Dragon Balls.

"We've turned this island upside down, where are they hiding?"

The orange cat's eyes lit up suddenly.

"One more thing, where is the handsome Korean guy who disappeared at the first vigil?"

It was only after he mentioned this that everyone remembered. Indeed, there was no trace of this person, either in the underground altar or in the secret passage. The flower messenger escaped from the army by himself, and where did the Korean guy go?

As we spoke, the sky overhead darkened again, and it was only two o'clock in the afternoon.

The wind, in an instant, rolled up from the sea, and the angry waves rolled and crashed violently on the beach, like boiling water.

The dark clouds gradually became thicker, and under the strong wind, their bodies seemed to be thrown into a handful of sand, wrapped in a layer of black edges, and they were inexplicably surging in the mud, as if some kind of giant beast was hidden inside.

The howling wind was like a wild horse crossing the border, blowing our two tents to a crumbling staggering and staggering in the windswept clouds. Everyone's backpacks were also rolled out, and debris flew around for a while.

Encouraged by the strong winds, the tide is getting more and more turbulent, and the sea is spreading towards the shore at an incredible speed, and the whole desert island seems to be trembling in the wind and tsunami......