The voice was a male voice, and it was not Chinese, but Korean. I didn't get it.

A spirit rolled over and sat up, and I ripped off my sleeping bag and rushed out of the tent......

The bonfire was still there, the camp was quiet, the Yanbian people who were on guard did not know where to go, and Zhou Tianming in the hammock was gone. Only the flower messenger tied to the coconut tree trembled all over his body and whimpered.

I pulled out the mass of gauze that was stuck in his mouth and asked him anxiously what was wrong? What about the Yanbian people and Zhou Tianming who were on guard?

The Flower Messenger's voice was hoarse, and he gasped, "Yes...... Someone! In that village...... Someone! They went after ......."

Listening to his words, I immediately looked towards the village behind the camp, and sure enough, the light of a rare flashlight flickered in it.

The fat man, the orange cat, and the big bear all got up, and the Yanbian people also got out of the tent under the leadership of the old man in Taijifu, and I didn't have time to say more, so I told the big bear to stay and take care of the girls in the camp, light a flashlight, and take the lead to run into the village.

We ran in the night with our fingers out of reach, and the sea breeze became raging, blowing cold on our backs, making people feel chills all around.

I suddenly felt that everyone's previous analysis seemed to be wrong.

In the past, whether we were looking for a photo maniac or speculating on the murderer of the goddess, we all appeared as people in the team, and the object of suspicion was also our own people, and we only considered the beasts in this strange and vast desert island.

There is a cruel reality that everyone ignores, that is, there will be other people on this desert island besides the eighteen of us? And the real culprit who caused the disappearance and death could be him?!

But who is this man? Is it a villager who once lived in the village?

We had been to the deserted village during the day, which had been abandoned for many years, apparently uninhabitable, and there was no sign of anyone living in the village.

Relying on the stars above my head, the flashlight in my hand, and the vision brought by the earth's eyes, I led everyone into a quiet deserted village, and soon found Zhou Tianming, who was also walking in the village with a flashlight.

Seeing us, Zhou Tianming said briefly: "There are people in this village, and there is more than one!" That Yanbian guy doesn't know where to run! Find out! ”

The crowd began to work in groups of two, looking for each other in the village, and the pillars of light of the flashlights rose and fell in the night.

As mentioned earlier, there are nearly 100 houses in this deserted village, and the stone roads in the village are slippery, and the walls of the houses are covered with green moss and creepers.

Their windows and doors were rotten, and they didn't feel anything during the day, only to find out that through these damaged doors and windows, the adjacent houses were "indirectly" connected to each other.

The whole village is close to an oval shape, and in the middle of the night when you can't see your fingers, it seems to have turned into a large ecstasy array, which soon makes people fall in the direction, and it is difficult to distinguish between the east and the west.

We kept searching, until dawn fell, the whole village was turned back and forth, and we didn't find any of the people Zhou Tianming said, and even the Yanbian people who chased out first were unknown.

Everyone was exhausted and panting, and after gathering again, it was decided that it would be better to go back to the camp to rest first, and then look for it when it was completely dawn.

Back at the camp, the orange cat and the girls did not sleep, and looked worried. When they saw the people returning, they hurriedly asked how we were doing.

Zhou Tianming recounted the previous experience in detail. He said that he was lying in a hammock with his eyes closed, and in a daze, he felt that the flower messenger tied to the coconut tree began to shake his body and whimper.

Since being tied to the tree, the flower messenger will basically come out like this at every turn, Zhou Tianming didn't care, but then he heard someone shouting.

He suddenly came to his senses, this shout was in Korean, and he didn't understand what it meant, but his intuition should be that Yanbian man who was keeping watch at night.

Before he could open his eyes, Zhou Tianming felt a black shadow rushing towards the village behind him at an extremely fast speed, and in front of this black shadow, there were two figures running, drilling towards the village.

Zhou Tianming was taken aback, he quickly understood what was going on, someone must have secretly approached the camp and was discovered by the Yanbian people who were on guard, and chased after him directly.

didn't have time to think about it, Zhou Tianming felt stunned on the one hand, and didn't know why there were two more sneak attackers out of thin air, and on the other hand, the speed of the Yanbian people was too fast, and when he reacted, the people had already rushed out far away.

Zhou Tianming rolled over and got out of the hammock, hurriedly picked up a flashlight and chased after him. He saw the three figures enter the village, and there was no sound of fighting or shouting, but they were all gone.

Then we rushed over, and everyone knew about it.

Zhou Tianming looked at the old man in Tai Chi suit, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth in the end. His face looked a little unreal against the background of the dawn and the dancing bonfire, as if it had been covered with a layer of fog.

Tossed in the middle of the night, everyone was already sleepy, although the girls were worried, but one by one they yawned. Everyone went into the tent to catch up on sleep, leaving the orange cat standing guard and asking him to wake us up after dawn.

I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I touched my head on the pillow.

Strangely, since I landed on this desert island, I have never dreamed of a little stinky fart. Last night, I thought it was due to being too excited to land on the island for the first time, but there was still no little girl in the dream that I fell asleep twice tonight.

If the mysterious note that was left on the coffee table in our living room was true, then why did I get closer to the little fart, the less I could detect her presence? I couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding in my heart.

By the time we were woken up by the orange cat, it was already dark and it was nine o'clock in the morning.

Breakfast was made and everyone was given two sandwiches.

By restaurant standards, these sandwiches look rudimentary, with jam and grated coconut on toast. But on this desert island with few materials, it is especially valuable, and it is obviously the work of a girl.

Needless to say, I also knew it must be a mermaid. She is a careful girl, like the girl next door, which can be seen in the daily details.

After eating, everyone began to discuss and arrange today's plan.

For us at this moment, the goal is not only to find the photo maniac and continue to speculate about the real murderer of the goddess.

The figures that appeared on the desert island last night almost completely overturned all our speculations, and who are they? Why sneak up on our camp? And what is the purpose?

Could these two mysterious people have anything to do with the disappearance of the photo maniac and the strange death of the goddess?