Liar

The woman's screams stopped, and everyone's thoughts stopped abruptly.

 The men who were shouting abuse just now also fell silent at this moment.

 Now it is no longer a matter of "illegality", this weirdo in front of me really knows how to kill people.

 There was silence for more than a minute, and then the goat head nodded slightly: "Very good, nine of you, it seems that you have all calmed down."

 Everyone changed their expressions, but no one dared to speak. As he said, now it's really It's "nine".

 Qi Xia stretched out her trembling hands and took off a pink-yellow thing from her face.

 The crushed brain was still beating slightly with body temperature, but within a few seconds, it lost its vitality like a deflated rubber ball.

 "Please allow me to introduce myself..." The goat head stretched out his bloody finger, pointed at his mask, and said, "I am the "human goat" and you are the "participants.""

 Everyone was startled after hearing this. , and then became a little confused, "human sheep", "participant"?

 "The purpose of bringing you together now is to participate in a game and ultimately create a 'god'." Goat Head said in a calm tone.

 These two consecutive sentences made everyone frown.

 After getting along with each other for a few minutes, everyone has roughly understood that the man in front of them is a madman, but this madman said that he wants to create a "god"?

 "Create... what kind of god?" the muscular young man asked nervously.

 "The same god as "Nu Wa"!" The goat head danced and said. He exuded the smell of mutton and his voice was ferocious. "How wonderful! You will witness history with us. The former Nu Wa He created human beings, but turned into a rainbow when he patched up the sky... We can't lose Nuwa, so we have to create a Nuwa! There is a great task waiting for "God" to do it!"

 His voice gradually became louder and louder. It's like people have been injected with chicken blood.

 "Nuwa..." The sturdy young man frowned. He felt that this matter was too difficult to accept. He paused and asked, "Are you a certain religion?"

 "Religion?" Goat He shook his head slightly, turned to the young man, and said, "We are much grander than "religion", we have a "world"!"

 After hearing this sentence, everyone became silent again.

 The muscular man's question was very specific. What this sheep-headed man did was no different from a cult, but most cults tended to make up a new god rather than use a heroic figure like Nuwa.

 "In that case..." the muscular man continued to ask, "What do you want us to come here to "participate" in?"

 "I told you, it's just a game." The goat head replied without thinking, "If we win , one of you will become a "god"."

 "The Yan family shovel..." The flower-armed man seemed to have calmed down, and he cursed, "What if we can't win?

 " No..." Goat Head looked at the blood on his hands and said with some disappointment, "It would be a pity if we can't win..."

 Although he didn't say it directly, everyone understood what he meant.

 If you can't win, you die.

 Among the options he gave, there was no "getting out alive".

 Either become what he calls a "god" or die here like that young man with a blooming head.

 "If everyone understands... then this "game" has officially begun. This game is called "Liar"." The goat head slowly took out a stack of paper from his arms, and then walked to each person casually. Put one down next to the person.

 Then he took out a few pens and distributed them to everyone.

 There were a lot of blood stains on the table, and everyone's white paper was stained with red when it fell on the table. Turn over the paper and wipe it with your hands. The blood red spreads like paint, making the white paper redder.

 "Next, I want each of you to tell a story about the last thing that happened before you came here." Goat Head continued, "But please note that among all the storytellers, one person told lies. When Jiu After everyone has finished telling the story, you will start voting. If all nine people choose "Liar", the liar will be eliminated. If one of them chooses wrong, the liar will survive and all the others will be eliminated. "

 Liar...?"

 Everyone was a little confused. Would anyone really lie at this critical moment of life and death?

 "Wait, can we discuss "tactics"?" the muscular man suddenly asked.

 "Whatever." The goat head nodded, "Before the game starts, you have one minute to discuss your tactics. Should you use it now...or later?"

 "I want to use it now." The muscular man said without thinking.

 "Please."

 The goat head took a step back, away from the table.

 The muscular man pursed his lips, then looked around at everyone, avoiding the headless corpse lying on the table as much as possible, and said, "I don't know if any of you are going to lie later. But this "rule" sounds too arbitrary. As long as one person votes wrong, we will all die, and even if we vote correctly, the liar will die, so it seems that there will be dead people anyway, now that I think about it. Find a way for everyone to survive..."

 When everyone heard this, they all looked at the muscular man.

 Is it possible to keep everyone alive?

 "That means none of us lie." The strong man didn't wait for everyone to figure it out, and immediately announced the answer, "All nine of us told the truth, and finally wrote on this piece of paper, "No one lies." We can survive smoothly without breaking the rules."

 The white coat tapped his fingers on the table and said after a moment: "Your plan is very good, but there is a premise, that is, "you are not a liar." But we. How should I believe you? If you are a liar, then we will all write "No one lies", and you will be the only one who survives."

 "What do you mean?" The muscular man looked slightly angry. "If I were a liar, how could I make such a suggestion? I just need to protect myself."

 The goat head waved his hand slightly and said, "One minute is up, please stop communicating."

 The two men became cold. He hummed and said no more words.

 "Now, please draw cards." Goat Tou pulled out a small stack of cards from his pants pocket. The cards looked about the size of playing cards, with the words "Nuwa Game" written on the back.

 The muscular man was stunned and asked, "What is this?"

 "This is an "identity card."" Goat Head laughed and said, "If you draw "Liar", you must lie."

 The muscular man was ruthless. Gritting his teeth fiercely: "Are you kidding us?! Why didn't you tell us in advance if there were such rules?!"

 "This is to teach you a lesson." Goat Head said with a sneer, "You asked me if we could discuss tactics before I finished explaining the rules. It was you who wasted a precious minute, not me for not telling you in advance."

 The muscular man's face looked a little ugly, but he still swallowed his anger when he thought of the goat-head's murderous methods.

 In one minute, all nine people drew a card from the goat head's hand, but no one dared to open it and take a look.

 If the card says "Liar", it becomes a question of whether you live or someone else lives.

 The four girls' hands were trembling slightly, and the men's faces didn't look good either.

 What this draws is not "identity", but "life and death".

 Qi Xia took a deep breath, casually clasped her card with her hand, and then moved it in front of her.

 Take a look.

 The word "liar" was written clearly on it