Witch, Open Your Eyes

Fang Daichuan stayed at the beach and smoked a cigarette. Then he slowly got up and walked back. As he walked, he tore his character card to pieces, threw his hand into the sea, and then pulled out the two reagent plugs from the box. Into the pocket. When he returned to the hall, the atmosphere was a little tense. He reflexively went to Li Sinian.

Li Sinian noticed his gaze and smiled at him. The box in his hand has disappeared, with a magnetic card in his palm. He must have seen his character card along the way.

"How is it? Have you discussed anything about it?" Fang Daichuan stood by the door, unwilling to go in. The two corpses were still lying inside. There was a strong **** atmosphere and a slight corpse air in the room, which made people a little nauseous. .

Ding Zihui hurried to his side: "You are back, we are discussing what to do with those two... two corpses."

Fang Daichuan nodded: "Did you discuss something?"

"We will go to the beach to dig a hole and bury them." Ding Zihui looked at Fang Daichuan.

Yang Song sneered coldly: "With this little effort, why don't you think about how to cut a tree and run out of this island?

Ding Zihui’s eyes turned red in an instant, and her mouth was stupid than Yang Song, and she cursed unconvincingly: "How can you, how can you be like this!" The little girl hadn't learned anything to curse, so she was unconvincing. It can only be repeated repeatedly.

"It's better to bury it." Li Sinian suddenly said, his accomplices were too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so that when he opened his mouth, no one dared to speak any more, and looked back at him like a conditioned reflex. Fang Daichuan was also a little puzzled. No matter what Li Sinian showed, he didn't seem to be a respectful and nosy character.

Sure enough, Li Sinian explained: "You must have followed the rules. We have to go back to gather here at 8 o'clock every morning. Now that the weather is so hot, these two corpses are left. The smell of flies is still a trivial matter, in case something happens. When illness comes, it's troublesome."

When he said that, even the cynic Yang Song had no room for objection. Everyone agreed to go to the beach to dig a hole and bury the two people on the spot.

In the matter of carrying a corpse, you can guess who will fall on your toes.

Fang Daichuan didn't want to remember the way he took the corpse to the beach. He had acted on corpses countless times during the acting, but he really did not expect that one day he would be on a desolate island, carrying the real corpse on his back, waiting for others to dig the sandpit and bury the corpse. ——Still two.

A corpse is much heavier than a person. Doesn't it mean that a person will be 19 grams lighter after death? Why do you feel 19 pounds heavier on your back? Fang Daichuan was thinking about it as he walked, forcing himself not to feel the stiff touch behind him. The body with residual warmth lay on his back. When walking, the fingers of the corpse would keep hitting his calf. He always felt that the next moment he would be patted on the shoulder by the corpse and bite on the neck. Fang Daichuan shuddered, and his steps accelerated.

Will it die? The others had dug the sandpit, Fang Daichuan put Lao Chen in, couldn't help thinking like this, would everyone die? Will i die too? How many people will die in these seven days? He stood in front of that simple tomb, not feeling how sad in his heart, but wanted to laugh especially.

When the others were immersed in the sorrowful sentimental sentiment of a rabbit and a fox, or frowning and thinking about the possibility of their own survival, Fang Daichuan's mind was flashed with snowflakes, and only felt that his feet were empty and floating. This kind of non-realistic absurdity made him think sarcastically: "You might as well dig your own pits now, so that you don't have to trouble others when you die. Everyone is one person, don't fight or grab, here. Dig the pits in a row, come over and lie down before you die."

The wind on the beach is getting stronger and stronger, and the sky is already dark. From this angle, the rising moon cannot be seen, and the edge of the sea and the horizon can not be seen from a distance, and the upper and lower sides are as dark and terribly dark.

This is the occasion of the werewolf.

It's funny that everyone is standing on the beach and looking at each other. Fang Daichuan stood on a reef and looked at him. He felt that they were like the first time clients, cowering and embarrassed to face the chicken that had already been stripped. Everyone has just come from a civilized society, and encountering such a change in one day, there is a sense of morality in my heart, and no matter how longing to survive, I can't kill people. So the atmosphere at the seaside fell into a kind of tacit embarrassment, and no one was embarrassed to say: "Well, run and kill, let's start the killing game."

There was silence for a while, and an uncle in his fifties shivered and said, "Or...Let's follow the method of that little brother. If the card is destroyed, let's wait for the plane to pick it up."

Everyone looked at each other, and no one answered the conversation right away.

This is the so-called prisoner's dilemma, Fang Daichuan lowered his head and secretly sighed.

"Li Sinian," Li Sinian said, "Don't call it out."

It stands to reason that one person said so, and everyone should introduce themselves and walk around, but the others seem to have no intention of reporting their names.

The uncle looked very courageous: "What do you say? We have to get a charter, we can't really kill people?!"

Ding Zihui on the side hurriedly echoed: "That's right, let's just say that. Werewolves don't kill anyone, and don't vote during the day. Let's live together to the end!"

"Yes, yes, let's be together!" Everyone nodded in response, not knowing whether it was true or false, and there was a relief of joy and calm on their faces.

Fang Daichuan suggested: "Since everyone has decided, we won't go back to live in the villa tonight. Didn't that person say that there are volcanoes on this island, and there may be animals in the woods? It is more reliable for us to live in the villa."

The island’s night was a bit cold, although it was already summer, the high temperature was swept away by the waves, and the salty chill was blown in the wind.

Fang Daichuan’s daily luggage was left at the airport, and Xiao Zhou couldn’t change his clothes. During the day, I was sweating and blood on both sides of his chest and back. Fang Daichuan lowered his head and sniffed himself, only to feel that he was emitting a strange smell all over his body, which was unpleasant. The faint corpse gas was entangled with the smell of blood and sweat. together.

I don’t know how Xiao Zhou is doing now, Fang Daichuan thought, has it been discovered that something is wrong? Will the police come to me? Anyway, I can be regarded as a little star, and there will always be some pressure from public opinion if I disappear inexplicably? He sat on the steps in front of the villa, lit a cigarette, and stared at the strangely shaped woods in the distance.

"Go in and sit," Li Sinian's voice came from behind, "the sea breeze outside is still cold."

Fang Daichuan raised the cigarette in his hand to signal that it was not convenient for him to enter the room. I don't know if Deng is too strict. Fang Daichuan pays great attention to this aspect. Never smoke indoors, and pay attention not to throw cigarette butts. He treats the service staff more politely than the other party. In the words of Brother Deng, "These are not paying attention now, they will be really red in the future, all black history."

Li Sinian thought for a while and handed Fang Daichuan a coat, his previous black suit, the material was very good. Fang Daichuan took it and wanted to put it on his body. He lowered his head and saw his blood stained. After hesitating a few times, he still had no upper body and held it in his hand.

Li Sinian noticed his hesitation and stretched out his right hand to him: "Go, let's go to the villa and look for it. No luggage is allowed for seven days. There must be clothes and water in the villa."

Fang Daichuan put out his cigarette but was pulled up from the ground by him. Li Sinian's fingers were cold, with some dry touch, resting on his wrist.

The villa was terribly quiet. Everyone was concentrated in a few rooms on the second floor, so it was easy to hear any movement and everyone could come out together to solve it. Two people walked up the dark corridor on the second floor. Fang Daichuan always wondered which door would open suddenly, and a man with a wolf head would rush over to bite himself.

Fang Daichuan touched his waist pocket with two potions stuffed inside, which made him feel a little relieved.

There was no one on the third floor tonight. Compared with the sound of breathing from the rooms downstairs, the third floor was quiet and there was no sound.

The structure of this villa is very peculiar. The first floor is very high and it is a big ballroom. The second floor is the guest room. The third floor seems to be arranged as an activity room. The doors on both sides of the corridor are closed. Fang Daichuan pushes forward. The iron doors did not move.

"This is an electronic lock," Li Sinian frowned and looked at the doorknob. "Swipe to enter. Why don't we try to swipe the ID card?"

Fang Daichuan touched the cold iron door. There were four rooms, much less than the 13 rooms on the second floor. It is estimated that each room should be very large.

"Forget it," Fang Daichuan thought of the two gunshots today, with lingering fears, "Do you remember how it is written in the rule manual? There are a lot of'surprises' here. The ghost knows what's behind the door, maybe it opens the door A machine gun that fires automatically."

The two walked up to the fourth floor again.

The fourth floor is an empty open space, not well decorated, like a parking lot. It is probably suitable for tearing up famous brands. Fang Daichuan thought happily, if he didn't get on the wrong car, he might have been eating seafood and drinking beer in Qingdao to tear up famous brands. How can he play his life in this place where birds do not shit. I don't know if I still have life to eat seafood and drink beer. Compared with my blood-covered self, this kind of worldly enjoyment is extremely remote. Thinking of this, Fang Daichuan smashed the pillar depressedly.

The pillar banged.

Fang Daichuan quickly turned his head and glanced at Li Sinian.

The innermost pillar was bigger than the others. Li Sinian smashed the pillar next to him. There was no sound but it was solid. The two looked at each other. Fang Daichuan was so angry that he turned his back with a kick. The pillar wrapped in the simple board broke into pieces, making a very crisp sound.

There is a large box inside, which is tightly sealed with tape. Fang Daichuan used both hands and mouth, scratched with his nails and bit with his teeth, sweating all over, but did not take it apart.

It was their tossing movement that disturbed the people downstairs.

Ding Zihui rushed up first. The girl deliberately chose Fang Daichuan's next door when she chose the room. She was very anxious when she heard the movement and didn't see Fang Daichuan.

"What are you doing?! Such a big movement scared me to death!" Ding Zihui's eyes widened.

Fang Daichuan raised his head from the big box and spit out the scotch tape, making him grin, "We found a box and wanted to open it, but there is no knife on him."

While they were talking, the others rushed up, and an uncle was disheveled, his beer belly was licking outside his shirt, his head was sweaty, and he asked: "What's the matter? Dead again?!"

Yang Song was the last one to arrive late, pulling on the collar of his shawl as he walked.

She saw the situation clearly, stepped forward, and stood in front of Fang Daichuan. She wore slippers, the back of her feet was so white that she was wearing burgundy nail polish, which made Fang Daichuan a little embarrassed.

"Let me come," Yang Songman pulled his shawl away carelessly, "On demolition of express delivery, you are not as professional as we are."

Ding Zihui hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, our girls are professional in unpacking express delivery by hand!" Then he squatted down to help.

There was the little couple who came up together. They didn't know what they were doing, their eyes were red, and they were cuddling together. Maybe it's because of life and death together, and the feelings have heated up sharply. The girl glanced at her boyfriend and came up to help.

"My buddy, you can be lucky!" The boy seemed to be twenty years old at most, still in college, propped his knees and looked at Fang Daichuan who was squatting on the ground, "You can drop treasure chests casually, it's awesome. "

Fang Daichuan could only smile.

The three girls quickly finished the delivery. Sure enough, as Li Sinian said, inside was a box of clothes and water. The styles of the clothes are simple and they are all standard sizes.

Fang Daichuan smoked a cotton T, took off his clothes three times and put on them, beautiful muscles flashed across everyone's pupils. Li Sinian originally thought that exposing the force value was not good, so he should hide it. Later, he thought of deterring the opponent so that it might be better for everyone not to move him, so he didn't stop it.

"This box of things is prepared based on the number of downsizing every day. If we don't follow the rules, the water is definitely not enough. Everyone is saving a little. If it is not enough, I will think of other ways." Li Sinian Bent over to lift the box and walk downstairs, "Get everyone up, it's almost dawn, let's divide the things."

The others rushed down and called people. Fang Daichuan followed Li Sinian, holding his coat in his hand.

"Can I trust you?" Fang Daichuan looked at his back, suddenly stopped and asked aloud.

Li Sinian turned his head and asked him seriously: "On this island, don't trust anyone easily."

Fang Daichuan lowered his eyes: "Do you also include you?"

"Especially me." Li Sinian smiled at him and went downstairs with the box.