Chapter Eighty-Five: Setting Up a Situation (I)

At this moment, Fang Yu's whole person was completely stunned.

She looked at An Li, and her eyes showed a look of disbelief.

An Li looked at her with a smile, but the smile was not at all.

What she told was not a horror story, but it was too pointed, and others naturally couldn't hear anything, but Fang Yu, as the person concerned, personally said the sentence "An Li, I really atone for you", how could Fang Yu not understand?

Similarly, there is Du Shu, he already knew An Li's identity, plus the events of the year, he was the referee who watched from beginning to end, he reacted faster than Fang Yu, and almost immediately realized that An Li was insinuating them.

He frowned, but didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Lin Yayun, the protagonist of the story, was already a little drunk at the moment because she drank some wine, and she didn't hear the true meaning of An Li's story at all, but smirked over there.

"Your story doesn't make sense."

Suddenly, an alien next to him interrupted the eerie atmosphere.

"Where is it unreasonable?" An Li asked rhetorically.

"You also said that the little yellow chicken and the little black chicken are friends who grew up together, so how could the little yellow chicken veto the little black chicken because of the little white chicken's words? Didn't they grow up together? Is there no trust at all? ”

An Li shrugged and said indifferently, "Then who knows." ”

And at that moment, Fang Yu's face was already faintly pale.

When the supernatural person asked, it was like a slap in the face of her, as if An Li was questioning her, why don't you believe me?

"This is your story, how come you don't know it?"

"I didn't make it up, how would I know." An Li said.

Fang Yu tightened the wooden stick in his hand, and his eyes locked on An Li's body, as if he wanted to see the familiar traces on this completely different face.

She didn't give up, as if she was going to grasp the last straw, and asked with a wry smile, "How does the little yellow chicken know if what the little black chicken said is true?" How can you prove that this is not a lie made up casually by the little black chicken two years later? ”

An Li looked at her deeply and said, "The little black chicken doesn't need to prove it, and the little black chicken doesn't need the trust of the little yellow chicken." ”

"After two years of stumbling, the little black chicken has long been out of the question, the little yellow chicken believes it or not, time can't go back, nothing can be changed, the little black chicken is just explaining a fact, nothing else."

Fang Yu's hands trembled and trembled, and he was a little uncontrollable for a while.

An Li didn't care anymore, but Fang Yu suddenly understood.

What a fucking decision I've made in the past two years.

She was wrong, just as the stranger said just now, she would rather believe Lin Yayun's explanation than listen to An Li's defense, she just thought that she was shirking her responsibility and arguing with reason......

Now that I think about it, she couldn't have been more wrong.

Not to mention the truth, even if the original incident was really An Li's fault, it was designed by her, in terms of feelings, she should not hesitate to stand on An Li's side.

In the past two years, she thought she was killing her relatives in righteousness, but in fact, she was a complete fool.

An Li and Fang Yu quieted down, Du Shuo also didn't say a word, Jun Ling looked at them quietly, the atmosphere on the scene was very weird, and the others looked at each other.

At this time, Lin Yayun stood up in a daze, she took the cup in her hand, and drunkenly walked to Du Shuo beside her, as if she wanted to drink with him.

An Li glanced up at her, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

The next moment, a thin vine poked out from Lin Yayun's feet.

The thin vines walked close to the ground, and it was very inconspicuous in this deserted camp, and almost no one noticed it, except for Jun Ling, who was sitting next to An Li.

He smiled meaninglessly.

Then the next moment, the vine suddenly wrapped around Lin Yayun's ankle, dragging her directly into the fire......

Lin Yayun couldn't react, and when she saw that she was about to throw herself into the bonfire in front of her, her drunkenness instantly disappeared.

Fang Yu next to him was also shocked by this change, and subconsciously prepared to reach out to pull her.

At this time, An Li stood up, she reacted faster than everyone else, and quickly grabbed Lin Yayun's left hand, avoiding the fate of her falling into the fire pit with her face in the face.

It's just that the direction in which she was standing was a little subtle, and it just happened to be unfortunate that she blocked Fang Yu's outstretched hand.

Lin Yayun didn't throw herself into the fire directly, but she was really unstable with her center of gravity, and her right hand subconsciously held on......

Hearing the sound of stabbing meat roasting, Lin Yayun suddenly screamed.

When An Li pulled her to stand still, her right hand was already a blur of flesh and blood, her skin had been burned black, tissue fluid flowed out, and the charcoal brought from the fire was still sticky, and even more unfortunately, Lin Yayun was scratched by a zombie because her right hand was scratched by a zombie before, so after she came back, her right arm was wrapped in a bandage, and this time it was also ignited, and when the burning bandage was hurriedly pulled and extinguished by the people around her, Lin Yayun's arm was burned and fleshy.

The pain weighed down all her lethargy and made the people around her scramble.

At the same time, it also made her brain clear at the moment, and from the perspective of others, she only thought that Lin Yayun was unstable on her feet and stumbled at that time, but she really felt that the moment she fell, something was entangled in her feet.

But when she looked down, there were only a few barren weeds on the ground, where was there anything else?

After helping her, An Li retreated to the back and sat side by side with Jun Ling, hiding her merit and fame.

Lin Yayun's injury made the entire camp a mess, as if something big had happened, and it was a world of difference from the indifferent reactions of everyone when someone died in the team before.

This point also made An Li more and more sure that Lin Yayun had a second ability.

She looked down at the campfire, her eyes reflected with leaping sparks, her eyes were so deep that no one knew what she was thinking.

Jun Ling came up to her and said in a low voice, "Relieved?" ”

Hearing this, An Li's smile became a little more sarcastic, "Just this, where will it be enough." ”

She looked up, and there was chaos in the tent ahead.

After a while, someone came out and shouted, "Bandages, medicine, who has extra on their hands?" ”

As the only spatial adequacy in the team, almost all the medicines are stored in Lin Yayun's space, but now she is injured in her right hand, and the injury looks like that, and the space with her right hand as a medium is completely unusable, so she naturally can't take out bandages and medicines.

The strangers looked at each other and shook their heads regretfully, these things, they really don't have them, after all, these people, almost all their belongings, are in Lin Yayun's space.

Suddenly, a paranormal ran out of a tent, holding a roll of bandages and a few bottles of medicine in his hand, "Here, here." ”

When she saw this, the smile in An Li's eyes deepened.

The others couldn't help but be surprised when they saw him take out his things, but when they saw him come out of the tent, they were relieved.

That tent is Wang Li and Wang Fei's tent, when Wang Li first came a few days ago, she came with an injury, at that time Fang Yu had taken medical supplies from Lin Yayun for her treatment, but she got better quickly, these things were used once or twice, and it was fine, and it was not strange that there were still these things left in her tent.

Seeing this scene, there was also a person next to him muttering in a weird way, "I don't know if I took it out earlier." ”

An Li looked back at the person who spoke, and said lightly: "I didn't think about it for a while." ”

So the strangers with bandages and medicines hurried into Lin Yayun's tent again, and one by one, they treated and bandaged her as if they were facing a great enemy.

An Li watched coldly throughout the whole process.

At this time, Fang Yu lifted the curtain of the tent, walked towards An Li with a menacing attitude, and asked, "Are you really An Li?" ”

An Li tilted her head and denied: "No, you recognized the wrong person." ”

Just like what she said to her when she first joined the team.

Fang Yu's brows furrowed deeply, her face was very entangled, and she said, "Don't lie to me, I know you are." ”

An Li shrugged, noncommittal.

"Today's thing...... Does it have anything to do with you? ”

"If I said no, would you believe me?" An Li asked rhetorically.

Fang Yu didn't answer immediately, but was silent for a long time before saying:

"Things used to happen...... It's me who is too arbitrary, what the truth is, only the two of you know, if I blame you wrong...... I apologize. ”

An Li didn't speak, and the smile in her eyes cooled inch by inch.

Why would anyone naively think that everything can be easily erased with just a fluttering apology?

As if you apologize, I will definitely forgive.

"But today's incident, An Li, it's not that I don't believe you, but your reaction just now makes me have to doubt." Fang Yu said: "You obviously deliberately stopped me just now, and the person who poured Yayun wine at the beginning was also yours, and even she fell...... I'm not even sure if you're the troublemaker. ”

"An Li, it's not that I don't believe you, you weren't like this before, but if you really have something to do with you today...... Anli, I don't even know you who are so calculating. Fang Yu's voice was a little more eager and dumb.

There was a vertical line on her forehead because she had been frowning, and she conveyed her entanglement and discomfort to An Li without reservation.

But at this moment, An Li has no desire to listen.

She just said, "I'm not me anymore." The voice was extremely soft, and I didn't know if it was talking to myself or to Fang Yu.

After a long time, she raised her head and asked expressionlessly: "Then if today's matter is calculated by me as you think, what do you want?" Stop me? Or, like it used to be? Accuse me? ”