The dark water gently lapped against the shore, splashing white water one after another.

Qin Manjiang and the doctor got off the boat and looked at the island in front of them.

"The smell of blood."

The doctor whispered.

He seemed to be extremely sensitive to this smell, Qin Manjiang wrinkled his nose, and did not smell any blood except for the fragrance of flowers mixed together.

The fog on the island is thinner than on the water, but not much better, with visibility around ten meters, and further afield, only vague shadows can be seen.

"Hello, Yan Xiao." At such a moment, the doctor suddenly introduced himself.

Qin Manjiang was stunned and shook hands with him: "Qin Manjiang." ”

He looked at Qin Manjiang: "I know, a great new player." ”

"Nope." Qin Manjiang said modestly, suddenly as if he thought of something, and asked, "I heard that there have been big people on Butterfly Island?" ”

Yan Xiao tilted his head: "Sort of, the previous chief is buried here." ”

"Butterfly Island, has the potential to be the ultimate game."

From Yan Xiao's mouth, Qin Manjiang heard a new statement.

"The ultimate game?"

He asked.

"Ping An Hospital is one of the ultimate games."

As soon as he said this, Qin Manjiang understood.

"Be careful, don't be the nourishment of it." Yan Xiao said.

Qin Manjiang nodded, for the time being, this player, codenamed Doctor and whose real name is Yan Xiao, does not have any brain problems as Zhong Xueran said, he is normal.

"Go to them first, converge."

Yan Xiao's tone seemed to be discussing with Qin Manjiang.

Qin Manjiang naturally agreed.

The climate on the island doesn't seem to be quite the same as it is outside.

Although the fog was very thick, when I looked up, I could see the sun.

Very strange...... With such a large sun, it stands to reason that the fog should have dried out a long time ago.

But the fact is that the fog on Butterfly Island does not disperse and gathers, hazy covering everything on the island, whether it is flowers, grass, trees, stones...... All of them could only be seen when they moved and got very close.

I walked along the road under my feet for about ten minutes, and finally, the scenery around me changed.

It's as if suddenly I have come back to reality from the world of hazy weird talk.

A clean town appeared in the middle of the island, and the fog had dispersed a lot, at least the whole town could be seen clearly, even by the people walking around and talking to the town.

Yan Xiao suddenly picked up her mobile phone and dialed a call.

"Hey. We're here. ”

"Hmm."

He hung up the phone and looked at Qin Manjiang: "They are all in the Butterfly Hostel." ”

The other four?

Qin Manjiang nodded.

Both of them were on full alert, but nothing particularly strange had happened on the island so far, except for the weirdly rotting boatman.

Entering the town, it was almost six o'clock.

When I looked at it from afar, I only felt that the town was very clean, and when I entered it, I found that there were a lot of people here, and the town was full of goods and shops.

At this time, the smell of dinner wafts through the streets.

"It's weird, isn't it?"

A woman's voice suddenly appeared on the sides of the two.

Qin Manjiang and Yan Xiao turned their heads to see that they were women in their thirties with her hair coiled and glasses, beautiful appearance, and excellent figure.

"It's not what we expected, there's no horror here, it's like a normal town, no...... It is more lively and more humane. ”

Qin Manjiang was wondering who this person was, and he heard a passer-by urging behind him:

"Make way, hot soup."

Qin Manjiang turned sideways slightly, and saw a middle-aged man holding a pot of fragrant chicken soup, about to go out of town, his eyes were only focused on his chicken soup, and he didn't care about the three strangers at all.

"They live here, just like ordinary people," the woman smiled slightly when she saw Qin Manjiang's doubts, "My code name is Coffee Machine, a lawyer, and my real name is Chen Yu." ”

"I'm ...... Abyss...... Just call me Qin Manjiang. At such moments, he was a little distressed.

"It's okay," Chen Yu smiled understandingly, "My code name is a coffee machine, and it's just because I just want a coffee machine." ”

While talking, Chen Yu took Qin Manjiang and Yan Xiao to visit this small town.

She didn't introduce each other to Yan Xiao, these two have known each other for a long time, and the relationship is not bad.

The object of Yan Xiao's call just now was her.

After visiting the town, Qin Manjiang had to sigh that this butterfly island town was indeed very lively and humane, and the aborigines looked at them with more or less curiosity, but there were no strange behaviors.

However, all three of them knew that this was a place with extremely vicious and strange stories.

Everything is just a façade.

"What about them?"

Yan Xiao asked.

"I've got some information." When Chen Yu said this, he finally frowned for the first time.

"I don't know if you have noticed, although this place is called Butterfly Island, and the whole island is full of flowers, but there is not a single butterfly."

In fact, Qin Manjiang and Yan Xiao had already noticed her problem.

It's called Butterfly Island, but there isn't a single butterfly, so there must be something strange about it.

However, all six of them took advantage of the light of day to desperately try to find something abnormal, but found nothing.

There was nothing strange about the island, or the town, except for the fog outside the town that persisted all year round.

Even asking the aborigines if there are any strange legends on the island, and frightening rumors, etc., nothing comes of it.

It's just a mediocre island, and even ...... The inhabitants are in a much better state of mind than the vast majority of the population.

In a depressing, terrifying atmosphere, such a spiritual outlook cannot be born.

On the way to the Butterfly Hostel, Chen Yu said, "Although we don't know what the ghosts we encounter in the weird talk game are, they often breed all kinds of evil thoughts of humans. ”

"But this place is as clean as a paradise."

Right...... Xanadu.

This is also Qin Manjiang's first impression of Butterfly Island Town.

If they hadn't already known that this place was a terrifying zone where the previous chief player had been wiped out, they wouldn't have been able to find anything unusual here.

After following Chen Yu to the Butterfly Hostel, Qin Manjiang finally met the other three people.

Two women and one man.

After meeting each other, everyone was a little surprised.

"I'm a wool master! Liang Yue! ”

The girl is not tall, but her interest is very high, and she seems to be very happy after seeing Qin Manjiang and Yan Xiao, and her eyes flashed with the simplicity and stupidity unique to college students.

"Wang Million." The rich second generation wearing sunglasses was half-lying on the sofa, bowed his head slightly, and looked at Qin Manjiang with his eyes exposed: "His real name is also Wang Million." ”

The last girl was a little cold, she was holding a black notebook, and she had been writing and drawing by herself, until Liang Yue touched her shoulder, she raised her head and said coldly: "Swimming fish." ”

She didn't say her real name.

However, this is not critical.

It's getting late.

The six of them didn't talk for a moment when they heard footsteps.

"Guests, it's time for dinner."

The smiling hostess came over and shouted.

They weren't going to eat on this island.

However, there is no time limit for this game, which means that they will have to stay here until the strange story is completely solved, which means that their supplies are in vain.

Eating and lodging can only be done on the island.

But when the six people came to the hostel restaurant on their front and back feet, they all froze in place.

It's not that the food is unappetizing.

The rich aroma of chicken soup they had already smelled.

It's just that after seeing the ingredients in the crockpot on the table, Liang Yue almost vomited.

That's not a chicken at all!

It was a bloodless human hand that was about to rot.