The two wolves talked about tactics on the field, but the good people were confined to the rules and could not speak, so they could only watch them decide which one to live and who died.

After Chen Ti finished speaking, he simply reported to Meghan about his test from the first night, "My first night was Matsuura, I was a gargoyle, and I must have been searching for my teammates to test the first night, so I observed it when you draw cards. Matsuura's expression was very serious. It was not a prophet like the grandson who could only ask grandpa to sue grandma or a wolf. When I touched it at night, I really found my teammate.

This kid is also a good guy to cheat and he is also very good. He dares to kill himself in such a game that is really dead. He is not an ordinary person anymore. So yesterday I got up and stomped on both sides and stepped on him, wanting to be a high status, but there is a gravekeeper, so he has to leave the next day."

He smiled, "The next day, I listened to the speech and went to test this No. 11. He actually didn't look like a hunter, but rather a wolf. I was going to test the tomb guardian. I was always worried that Zhou Yijue was not a tomb guardian, but the sixth sense, so I went to test the No. 11, and he felt very much like the tomb guardian of the Wolf Team, for fear of being killed. You said it was a coincidence that he was actually a hunter, but it was also reasonable. The hunter also jumped when he saw the tomb guardian, and he was the only one left. He had to hide it."

After saying that, Chen Ti looked at Meghan, "This No. 11 will probably have to get up and jump to you with a gargoyle. Tell you not to kill him. I will explain it to you clearly. You are an obvious wolf on the field. I have jumped out now. The hunter has been detected by me. The situation is very clear, so I said to vote for you at the beginning, but then I thought that it would be okay to vote for me. We are a sure win game, so there is no need to talk nonsense anymore. I can't self-destruct. If I could, I would have exploded long ago."

Chen Ti turned his head and continued, "I am worried now that the second mission of this dungeon may be related to the ritual outside, saying that it is to liberate those citizens of the city. However, since we can win the first goal, we should survive. Just vote for me, don't explode, it doesn't make any sense to explode at this time."

He said to Megan in a casual tone: "The Prophet's Family is dead, the Witch is dead, the Gravekeeper... If Zhou Yijue is not the Gravekeeper, I'll think about it..."

Chen Ti frowned and thought for a while, "That's only No. 1." Chen Ti said, looking at An Wujiu, "I didn't test No. 1. I heard No. 1 doesn't look like a priest, but he may be a hiding gravekeeper."

"Forget it," Chen Ti said to Megan, "I don't think so. Zhou Yijue got up and reported that Andrew was a good person, and brought the whole situation right. He is a civilian. I don't feel that he is a good person. He must be afraid that the gravekeeper will beat him if he is a wolf, because only the wolf and the gravekeeper clearly know whether he is a good person or a bad person who dies during the day. Zhou Yijue should be the gravekeeper."

"I won't say it anymore, don't be taken away again. That number 11 is the hunter. Come out and you can kill 11 tonight."

Chen Ti finished his speech.

It is obvious that he showed his trump card and explained the weirdness he had in the first round of speeches.

It's Wu You's turn.

An Wujiu looked at Wu You and felt that he was still immersed in shock at this moment and could not say anything for a moment.

After more than ten seconds, he spoke and said in a low voice: "What else can I say?" He didn't even look at it, "Then the good guy has a great disadvantage now. If he kills the hunter, he will be gone. I'll pass."

The right to speak came to Noah No. 9.

She turned her face innocently and looked at Chen Ti, then looked at Yang Ce.

"If the gravekeeper is not brother Zhou Yijue, is the good man not losing yet?" She thought for a while, "because the gravekeeper cannot prove himself. If he is really not, then the gravekeeper and the hunter are present. Today we will sacrifice a wolf, and one god will die at night. After getting up, there will be a god and one wolf, and it is a Ming wolf, so we can directly sacrifice."

"But if the gravekeeper was him..." Noah sighed softly, "then he might have lost."

"I can't say too much, either." Noah looked at Yang Ce, "I'll go through first."

It's the new focus on the court, No. 11 Yang Ce.

He was somewhat unhappy when he was pointed out by Chen Wei's identity, but he was calm and was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I'm not a hunter." He said in a deep voice, "I'm just a civilian. In fact, if you push me, or if the werewolf kills me tonight, I can't shoot. I don't need to consider whether this No. 7 is a gargoyle. Since he wants to die so much, let him die in the daytime and die in front of everyone."

Yang Ce turned around and said to Meghan: "Do you think I'm speaking like a hunter? If I were really a hunter, I would definitely let myself out of the game and take you away in this round. I think there is still a tomb guardian. I think Zhou Yijue is not a tomb guardian. It's past."

It was the middle priest's turn to speak.

An Wujiu paused and his brows gradually frowned, "Actually, our only hope now is that the gravekeeper is still there, others don't know, but I can see that my own trump card is an ordinary civil card. I think if the real prophet heard that I have an identity, I would not dare to hand over the magical staff to me."

"If the gravekeeper is still there and there is still a hunter, it is actually enough. Chen Tie jumped out at this time, it is nothing more than gambling that the gravekeeper is no longer there."

An Wujiu frowned, "Chen Ti has always been a person who doesn't care much about his life, so his approach this time is actually very consistent with his personality."

"It's just that I'm very sad," An Wujiu lowered his eyes. "I've actually been lucky enough to be in the same camp as him. I didn't expect this to be the case." He said, looking at Chen Ti, with complex emotions in his eyes that were clearly distinguished from black and white.

"But personal love is personal love." An Wujiu's eyes were cold and the corners of his mouth were ruthlessly pulled, "He wants to die, but I want to win."

This sentence made everyone present feel hearts.

The relationship between the two is unknown, and it is not a secret at all.

But in the altar, there is no true love.

An Wujiu paused, "If the hunter really dies tonight, he hopes to shoot and take away the last wolf tomorrow. If the gravekeeper is still there, we can still win this round."

"Actually," An Wujiu looked at him, "I am a gambler like you, but you like to bet on a gambling mentality, I like to bet on a human nature. But because we have been to bed and you have pleased me, I want to give you a piece of advice."

Chen Ti showed a charming smile and raised his eyebrows to show his acceptance.

"People often lose not to their opponents, but to their own arrogance, to their hearts that are about to win everything."

"I've passed." An Wujiu smiled, "I will vote for No. 7."

Megan looked at him as he returned, thought about it, looked down at the projection of the surviving player, and still clicked on Shenwei.

"The vote ends."

Shengyin announced the results.

"Player No. 11 votes for himself, and all the other players vote for player No. 7. Player No. 7 is out carefully, please post your last words."

Chen Ti laughed out loud and squatted down with a smile. Later, he simply sat down against the wall, "Put myself a pose first, don't dizzy on the ground after a while, no one will collect my body for me."

When he said this, he stared at An Wujiu and sighed, "I lied to you, I just lied to you, but it's not the first time, don't be angry. And you can't die, at most you are an NPC. Maybe we can be divided into the same game, and the altar does not stipulate that players and NPC cannot be brought together."

He teased enough and pointed at Yang Ce at Megan, "I'm going to be laughed to death by this No. 11. He still behaved like to commit suicide. You said you are not a hunter, so why are you so afraid of being killed? If you are a civilian, I say you are a hunter and let her kill you, you should accept it happily. Oh, uncle, don't be so bitter and revenge. Being willing to accept the loss is the basic ethics of playing games."

"I won't say much," he leaned against the wall and explained to Meghan, "Thank you too, you can't hide it. If you kill the hunter tonight, you will be free."

Finally, Chen Ti looked at An Wujiu and tilted his head to him with his lips.

"Goodbye, An An."

"The last words have been published."

The moment Shengyin appeared, Chen Ti closed his eyes, turned his head slightly, and fell into a coma against the wall.

"Please prepare for other players, and the players will be sacrificed at the top of the mountain at dusk."

A projection appeared in front of everyone's eyes, with some pictures on it. There were also seven people in the painting, forming a circle. There were some symbols and words, as well as lines on the ground in the center of the seven people, which formed a shape similar to the seven-pointed star.

"Now everyone, please stay here and pray for the high priest according to the prompts. Please be sure to ensure the safety of the high priest. His life and death will affect whether each of you survives. The festival is currently going smoothly. After the missionary ceremony, the sarcophagus will appear. You can leave here to complete the sacrifice at dusk today. After the ceremony is over, everything will be settled."

After the Holy Yin explained all this, she disappeared and no longer appeared.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. After all, there was a bright werewolf among the remaining people, and no one could live in peace with him, even the wolf.

"I know you're feeling uncomfortable now." Megan finally spoke, "But now this is also the mission of the altar, which is probably related to the second goal mentioned at the beginning. You can't kill me now, so why not do the mission together."

What she said was unreasonable, and Nanshan also spoke, "Yes, let's see how to pray for blessings first."

He spoke, and Wu You compromised. He looked at the projection, "It seems that he needed to mark the red stone powder and write with blood."

"Is this the redstone powder?" Noah saw a cloth bag on the bottom of a shelf in the corner, revealing some redness. She walked over and opened it. It was indeed dark red powder inside.

Wu You and Wu took the bag of red stone powder over and tried it according to their plans.

"And the turkey heart and dry corn leaves."

"It seems that there are these, and everything you need is ready-made."

Everyone was preparing to pray for blessings, but An Wujiu stood calmly, his eyes always looking at the frozen glass window.

Nanshan noticed him, "Do you think something is wrong?"

An Wujiu still looked outside, even though all he could see was the low houses in the city.

"Did you hear any sound?"

Nan Shan listened carefully, but his hearing was not as sensitive as An Wujiu, so he shook his head, "What sound?"

"The sound of chain friction." An Wujiu spoke softly.

After he finished speaking, he turned his face, looked at the projection behind Nanshan, and finally retracted his gaze.

"I'm leaving here." He said to Nanshan.

Although this sentence was not loud, Wu You heard it. He came over and grabbed An Wujiu's arm, "You can't leave. Shengyin just said it, we must stay here and wait for the sacrifice to begin."

An Wujiu whispered, "He didn't say that he would die if he left."

"What, what does it mean?" Wu You didn't understand.

Megan also heard that her hand was cut by the sharp edge of the leaf when she was holding the corn leaf. She was about to draw those symbols on the ground. When she heard his words, she turned around and said, "You can't leave, no seven people can be left, otherwise the prayer will fail."

"I didn't say I must be alive." An Wujiu pointed at Shen Ti, "You can just put him in one of the positions to replace me."

"It's getting dark soon, I don't have time to explain to you." After that, he turned around and planned to leave, and told Nanshan and Wu You, "You don't have to be with me."

An Wujiu opened the door to the second floor room, ignored the obstruction of other players behind him, and walked down the spiral stairs and left the tower alone.

When I opened the door, the sound of wind and snow mixed with carnival came towards me, and the sound of chain friction seemed insignificant.

An Wujiu accelerated his pace and came to the "red roof and red house" described by the missionaries. There were many upside down tree trunks at the door of the house, all covered with snow.

The door of Hong's house was closed tightly, An Wujiu reached out to push it, and it pushed it open in an instant.

In the house, wherever you look, there are all spread out tree bark paper. Each piece has been written, which is shockingly numerous.

The contents of these papers, just like the heavy snow covering the entire water city, has spread to this day, and none of them are spared.

An Wujiu picked up one of them, and the blank part on it gradually showed a figure, and the content drawn inside was exactly the same as their sacrifice at dusk!

The priests dug out the heart of the sacrificer, and the eagle took it away and swallowed it.

He kneaded the bark paper in his hand into a ball, looked at the whole house, and found that the legendary elder was not there.

Finally, An Wujiu returned to the beginning and his eyes fell on the burning oil lamp on the stone table.

Wu You in the tower was not at ease. He wanted to find An Wujiu, but was stopped by Nanshan.

"Since Wujiu said that it is not necessary, let's stay here first. Now, with Shen Ti, he can barely be considered seven people. Once you leave, you will become the target of public criticism."
To be continued...