After Wang Dong briefly checked Ouyang Feng's body, he asked Shi Potian, "Brother Shi, when did you find Mr. Ouyang?"

Shi Potian was shocked and replied: "This morning, I came to the back mountain to play after breakfast, and walked into the cave, I didn't know how to read, and I didn't know what was written on the wall, so I looked at it randomly, but I didn't expect to go to the fifth stone room, and I happened to see Mr. Ouyang lying here, with his eyes open, bleeding from his seven orifices.

I thought he was deliberately pretending to be a ghost to scare me, so I called him Mr. Ouyang, Mr. Ouyang, who knew that he neither ignored me nor blinked, I wanted to go up and pat him, who knew that as soon as my hand touched his shoulder, he fell crookedly, I hurriedly reached out to probe his snort, and found that he had been dead for a long time, not pretending to be a ghost to scare me......"

Wang Dong was silent, listening carefully to Shi Potian's narration, while quietly observing his expression.

"Two people died in two days, and I'm afraid there is something wrong with this chivalrous island. ”

Ling Hu Chong also looked at Ouyang Feng's corpse, and found nothing special, "Let's go find that old servant and ask him when the master of Xia Ke Island will come back." ”

Wang Dong agreed, he had no interest in the owner of Xia Ke Island, and he wanted to ask the old servant something else.

So the five of them left the cave and went to find the short and thin old man.

The short and thin old man was preparing lunch for the guests in the kitchen at this time, and when he saw the five of them coming, he was puzzled and asked, "How did the distinguished guests remember the little old man's kitchen?" ”

Seeing that he was talking and laughing freely, everyone became even more suspicious in their hearts, and Ling Hu Chong said, "Old man, have you seen Mr. Ouyang this morning?"

The old servant shook his head and said, "No, I got up early in the morning and fought the five fowl fists as usual, and then I came to the kitchen to prepare lunch for you, what's the matter, Mr. Ouyang is gone?"

"He's dead. Ling Hu Chong stared at the old servant with burning eyes.

"Ahh

Ling Hu Chong didn't answer and asked, "When will your master come back?" What is the purpose of him inviting us here?"

"When will the master come back?" repeated the old servant, then shook his head, "Little old man really doesn't know, he only told me to greet you well, and when the time comes, he will come back to see you." ”

"When the time comes, we'll all be dead, who will he come back to see?"

"Ahh The old servant opened his mouth wide in surprise, and said after a while: "The master said, if you want to leave Xia Ke Island, you can leave at any time, and the little old man can arrange a boat for you." ”

Linghu Chong said: "Now that we have lost two companions, we want to stay here to find out the truth, how can we just leave?"

The old servant said: "I have lived on this island for decades, and I have never encountered any strange situation, there are no ghosts and ghosts on the island, and there are no birds of prey and beasts, it has always been peaceful, why did Li Daxia and Mr. Ouyang be killed one after another?"

As soon as these words came out, several people's hearts moved:

There is nothing strange on the island, and the troublemaker is naturally one of the seven guests.

Although none of the five looked at each other, they may have doubted each other in their hearts.

Wang Dong waited for Linghu Chong to finish asking, and pretended to ask casually: "Old man, have you changed the candles for my room?"

The old servant shook his head blankly, "How dare the little old man enter and leave the rooms of your distinguished guests at will?"

Wang Dong smiled slightly and nodded.

Seeing that he suddenly asked such a question, Linghu Chong was curious for a moment and asked Wang Dong: "Brother Wang, is there anything strange about the candles in your room?"

Wang Dong was not prepared to hide it, and said: "I don't know what the candles in your rooms are, but there are a total of six candlesticks in my room, numbered separately, and arranged in the order of two, five, six, one, four, seven......"

Ah Qing suddenly continued: "Mine too." ”

Wang Dong nodded and continued: "On the first night, I sat on the bed and meditated and practiced, and when I finished the exercises in the middle of the night, I found that one of the candles had been blown out, and the candle that was blown out was numbered '2', and I didn't pay attention to it at the time.

It wasn't until last night that I noticed that the blown out candlestick was gone, replaced by a candlestick numbered '3', and then the same thing happened again, and last night before going to bed, I found that the candle numbered '5' was blown out. ”

The old servant asked, "It is not surprising that the winds on the island are strong at night, and the lights are often blown out." ”

Wang Dong said: "But the wind on the island still has eyes, and it actually knows which candle to blow out, and the number of the candle that is blown out happens to be the same as the room number of Li Daxia and Mr. Ouyang, which is too much of a coincidence." ”

"What did you say?" Ling Hu Chong was the first to react, "Are you saying that the number of the blown out candle is the same as the room number of Brother Li and Mr. Ouyang?"

"That's right. Wang Dong said in an affirmative tone, "Now it seems that the blown candle is a sign of the murder of Li Daxia and Mr. Ouyang." ”

Linghu said: "I went to bed early every night, but I didn't pay attention to the candle problem, is there anyone else like this?"

Ah Qing and Shi Potian both shook their heads in confusion, indicating that they had not paid attention to the candle.

Simon Blowing Snow said: "I like to sit in the dark." ”

Meaning that candles have not been paid attention to either.

Ling Hu Chong thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, tonight, all five of us will gather in Brother Wang's room, and then guard those candles together to see if there is any connection between the candle number and each person's room." ”

Wang said: "That's what I mean. ”

In fact, Ling Hu Chong's proposal also implies another meaning, that is, he wants to rule out the possibility of "the murderer is among them" through this method.

Ah Qing and Shi Potian may not understand the meaning, but they are both easier to talk and have no objections, and Ximen Blowing Xue obviously understands that Ling Hu Chong is checking the murderer, so he has no objection.

"Okay, then from now on, let's act together, don't separate again, lest we be broken by the murderers. ”

So, all day that day, the five of them sat and chatted in the stone house, of course, mainly Wang Dong and Ling Hu Chong were chatting.

"Mr. Ouyang is obsessed with martial arts in his life, and even unscrupulous means in order to learn superior martial arts, so I can understand that he came to Xia Ke Island this time, but I don't know why Brother Linghu, who wants to laugh at the rivers and lakes, is also voluntarily trapped on this island. ”

Wang Dong was curious about everyone's purpose and motives at first, and he just asked at this time.

Ling Hu Chong was silent for a moment, sighed, and replied: "To tell you the truth, Brother Wang, I came to Xia Ke Island this time for my little junior sister, my little junior sister has a hard life, the family has undergone great changes, and she is in a desperate situation of dilemma, and the specific matters are not enough for outsiders......

In short, she disappeared suddenly now, I don't know where to go, I couldn't find it everywhere, and I happened to receive a message from the owner of Xia Ke Island, saying that he knew where the little junior sister was, and attached the little junior sister's hairpin, so I immediately came to Xia Ke Island to see him. ”

Wang Dong suddenly.

It seems that the reason why the owner of Xia Ke Island was able to invite these legendary figures to come to the island was to take various methods to break them, starting from the weaknesses of each person, and inviting them to come one by one.

In this way, Li Xunhuan came here mostly for Lin Shiyin, Ximen Blowing Snow may be for the pursuit of the ultimate swordsmanship, Ah Qing may be for Fan Li, and as for Shi Potian...... Maybe he was fooled.

The day passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was night.

The five of them had dinner and came to Wang Dong's room as promised.

Wang Dong lit the candle first, and was stunned to find that there were only five candles left on the table:

6、1、4、7、3

Shi Potian is room 6.

Ah Qing is No. 1.

Simon blowing snow is 4.

Wang Dong is 7.

Linghu Chong is 3.

Five candles lit the room, and the five sat around the table, all silent.

After two hours, all the candles burned steadily, and none of them meant to be extinguished.

At this time, Shi Potian suddenly stood up.

The other four were all moved.

Shi Potian said embarrassedly: "I'm going to go to a thatched house." ”

Ling Hu Chong stood up and said, "I'll go with you." ”

"Don't bother Brother Linghu, I'll ...... it myself"

Linghu Chong smiled: "I happen to be going too, let's go." ”

Saying that, he carried his long sword and pulled Shi Potian to the thatched house together.

The room was quiet again, and about a tea time had passed, when suddenly a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the candles flickered, and then ......

The candle numbered 6 is extinguished.

Wang Dong's face changed slightly, and he stood up suddenly, and the wind swept towards the thatched house.

Ximen Blowing Snow followed.

When he arrived at the thatched house, he found Ling Hu Chong standing outside to control the wind.

When Linghu Chong saw the two of them, he asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

"Candle No. 6 is extinguished. Wang said.

Linghu Chong's face also changed, and he hurriedly rushed into the thatched house, and found Shi Potian lying on the ground, not knowing when he died.

He still holds a piece of papyrus in his hand.

Linghu Chong took the straw paper out of his hand, unfolded it and looked at it, and there was a line of words written on it:

"The ignorant are doomed. ”