The group of people did not feel any different because Huanxiao and the others joined.
They remained silent, wary of the coffins on the shore.
Now, the coffins were replaced with black and white photos of their companions, making them look even more frightening.
Originally one coffin should follow one ship, but now there are several coffins following the same ship.
The extra pallbearers appeared suddenly, and no one saw where they came from.
The coffin bearers wrapped in black cloth are like guides leading the souls of the deceased. They follow the ship silently.
Whether fast or slow, they all walked with the same frequency. At a glance, one might think that they were copied and pasted.
No one dared to talk to the coffin bearers. Everyone tacitly acted as if they could not see them, but they still couldn't help but cast their eyes to the shore occasionally.
"Xiaohuan, do you think I'm hateful? I killed Seriousness."
Wen Su, who had been silent for a long time, still couldn't help but feel the torment in her heart, and asked Huan Xiao while rowing.
But her voice was deliberately lowered so that no one on the other ships could hear her.
Seeing Wensu looking at her nervously, Huanxiao knew that she wanted to be comforted and understood to eliminate her guilt, but Huanxiao didn't want to be someone else's psychological counselor, so she said with evasive eyes:
"...I don't know. In fact, Yan Shu planned to save you before."
"So, do you think I'm evil?"
Wen Su bit her lower lip, her expression turning pale.
She didn't want to kill others, but given the situation at that time, if she was really pushed into the river by Li Yanshu, wouldn't she lie in one of the coffins on the shore?
Isn't it wrong to think about your own life?
...But, Li Yanshu wanted to save her, was she going too far, was she too selfish?
Wen Su fell into self-doubt and entanglement, and could only hope that Huan Xiao could save her from the abyss after the murder.
Huan Xiao turned his head away from looking at her and said:
"No, I don't think so"
Now that you have done that thing, don't regret it, otherwise you will hurt others and yourself, and you will easily become insane.
According to conjecture, one of Wen Su and Li Yanshu must die, so why can’t the one who survives accept his luck with peace of mind?
Seeing how Wensu was struggling and crying now, Huanxiao felt tired.
"Xiaohuan, I'm not wrong. This is how a trick game is. The winner lives and the loser dies. The law of the jungle is a normal phenomenon in this game."
Wen Su said such words, but there was no confidence on her face.
She simply wanted to use words to numb herself, but in her heart she was blaming herself and already regarded herself as a bad person who had done the most evil.
Seeing Huan Xiao's silence, Wen Su felt uncomfortable. She knew she was in the wrong, so she stopped talking to Huan Xiao.
"Sleeping Beauty, is this the first game you have participated in? Have you contacted other players in the real world?"
A boy with dyed red hair next to him couldn't bear the loneliness, so he opened his mouth to talk to Huanxiao.
The reason why he chose Huan Xiao was because the way Huan Xiao entered the game was unique and distinctive.
Huanxiao didn't know he was calling her at first. It wasn't until she saw Hong Mao looking at her that she pointed at herself in confusion and asked:
"me?"
"Of course I'm calling you. Besides you, who else here fell asleep at the beginning?"
The redhead raised his eyebrows naturally.
Seeing this scene, the others forgot about the terrifying coffin on the shore, and all wanted to talk to Huan Xiao.
"Sleeping Beauty, this title is really vivid. This is the first time I have seen someone bring a bed with them into the game. The game treats you really well."
A girl with a low ponytail also joked.
But she knew it was just a joke. The game was full of malice toward players. It would be good if it didn't target players. How could it be good to players?
"My little sister is so pretty. She must be followed by many people in school. Do you have a boyfriend? Do you want me to introduce you to a game?"
"Come on, don't harm this little girl."
Seeing how enthusiastic they were, Huan Xiao put a smile on his face and said:
"I've already participated in two games, but I'm still new to everyone."
"That's right, you're pretty lucky to be able to participate in the third game."
There was no trace of contempt in the burly man's tone.
"That's right. Women are the most likely to die in the game, especially students. They have never seen strong winds and waves. As soon as they enter the game, they scream in fear and attract ghosts. It's strange that they don't die."
"To be honest, unless you become an airbender, anyone can die inexplicably."
Knowing the number of times Huan Xiao had participated, the others quickly gave up their interest in communicating with Huan Xiao.
Who makes the game respect the strong? No one will care about a weak person, no matter how beautiful he is.
Hong Mao also quickly joined in their conversation, fearing that if he was slow, he would lose his place.
A strong man is an airbender and a being that everyone wants to fawn over. Huanxiao cannot be compared with him at all.
"Xiao Huan, don't look at it. They are not on the same level as you. Even if you have a beautiful face, you cannot step into the circle of airbenders."
Wen Su, who was rowing, suddenly laughed at Huan Xiao.
Wen Su once relied on her pretty and cute appearance to try to go to an airbender exchange meeting with her acquaintances who were airbenders.
As you can imagine, after her friend mocked her, she could no longer contact her friend.
In the end, Wen Su realized that she had been tricked, and what she thought was sincerity was even more disgusting in the eyes of others.
Since realizing the huge difference between airbenders and ordinary people, Wen Su has been both envious and jealous of the existence of airbenders.
She hates everyone who can become an airbender, and looks down on everyone who can't.
"Wensu, I'm not looking at them."
Huan Xiao shook his head and explained, then stretched his hand over the others and pointed forward, saying:
"Look, there is another fork in the road ahead. This time there are three choices."
I saw three rivers coming into view in front of where Huan Xiao was pointing.
Left, center, right.
The left side disappears into the forest.
It's straight in the middle, but there's no end in sight.
The house is hidden on the right.
Everyone who was trying to please the airbender gradually stopped communicating after hearing Huan Xiao's voice.
They looked at each other and looked at the fork in the road, but no one spoke for a while.
"I think we should choose the same path to prevent an accidental shipwreck when the time comes. What do you think?"
The strong man, one of the airbenders in the crowd, suggested.
"Brother Qiang is right, we should choose the same path."
"That's right. Otherwise, if one dies, the other two will be buried with him. We have to leave a way out."
"We listen to Brother Qiang!"
No one raised any objection, which made Brother Qiang nodded with satisfaction.
This is the advantage of being an airbender, no one is willing to go against you.
