Witch, Open Your Eyes

Like a thief, Fang Daichuan poked his head out of Li Sinian's room and looked around alertly. Li Sinian followed him inexplicably, with his left hand in his pocket, leisurely like an old man strolling in his back garden.

Most of the paintings on the tapestry have been hidden, and there are still a few water stains on the carpet.

When Li Sinian saw the painting, his expression became serious. He rubbed his fingers across the wet tapestry and smelled the water between his fingers.

"How is it?" Fang Daichuan asked nervously, widening his eyes.

Li Sinian frowned and rubbed his fingers: "It's nothing special, it should be water, how did you find it?"

This is terrifying. Fang Daichuan rubbed the goose bumps on his arm and recalled: "I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I wanted to go to you, and then I saw paintings on these tapestries when I got out of the room. I remembered me. When we came up earlier, the window in the corridor was open. What I thought was that maybe the rain poured in at that time and some of the tapestry was wet, and the painting was exposed. As a result, I turned into the one in front of your room Around the corner, I heard a sound in the hallway. I took a quiet look. The crazy boy was holding a small bucket and was splashing water on the mural."

"Did you not see him when you were in the corridor?" Li Sinian asked.

Fang Daichuan shook his head decisively: "Absolutely not. I doubt if he went to fetch water in the kitchen on the first floor at that time."

After they spoke, the sound of wind and rain became louder outside, and a layer of water mist was condensed on the outside of the glass, and the thunder and thunder was rolling, and the whole island was turned upside down. Li Sinian opened the window, and the curtains and tapestries were soaked in the wind and rain.

The painting also resurfaced.

Holy light, white robe, snake holding apple; meaty wings, pointed horns, two-headed dog guarding the area. Li Sinian followed the painting and looked towards the dome. He also saw the three sculptures. He frowned tightly.

"You, do you understand? I understand the war between gods and demons. What kind of ghost is that goddess?" Fang Daichuan asked. Li Sinian is half of Western descent at any rate. These gods and gods are at least better than the Chinese. Good at.

Li Sinian said hesitantly: "Blindfolded, holding a sword and a balance, this is the look of Judithia, the goddess of justice, in charge of justice and refereeing. The Latin word'Justice', which stands for justice and justice, comes from her name. During the Renaissance, she liked to make her statues. The shape is basically like this. Blindfolded, meaning not to be disturbed by outside sounds, holding a balance in the right hand, symbolizing judgment of right and wrong. Holding a long sword in the left is a punishment for the unjust. "

"Hey," Fang Daichuan said, "Humanity Judgment, I know this script, Agatha's classic novel "No Life" is the theme? Bring a group of guilty prisoners to an island and kill them all. ——This boss has a high self-esteem, he is in charge of justice, and he calls himself a goddess? He is also a playwright, probably not very good."

Li Sinian ignored him.

Fang Daichuan looked up for a while: "But why is she wearing a black robe? Shouldn't all the Greek goddesses wear a white robe? They also have wings? At that time, gods don't seem to have wings, right? The God of Christianity?"

"Maybe it's not Judithia, but some pagan god?" Li Sinian shook his head while guessing, saying that he could not answer this question. He turned to look at the snakes and **** two-headed dog on both sides, "but Zhu There are indeed snakes and dogs around Titia. The snake symbolizes greed, desire, and worldly power. The dog symbolizes loyalty and friendship. Ju Titia is not seduced by power, nor deceived by human emotions, but rationality. And justice."

Fang Daichuan watched with him for a while, until both of them were soaked in rain. The central air conditioner in the villa was adjusted to a constant temperature mode, which is conservatively estimated to be only 20 degrees. He was soaked in moisture, standing under the air conditioning outlet, he felt cold all over. He closed the window.

The tapestry was full of water, and the picture did not dissipate for a while. Twenty-four human faces stared at them in the corridor.

"You just said you saw that kid splashing water on the wall?" Li Sinian thought of another thing.

Fang Daichuan nodded and shivered: "The windows should be left open tonight? I wonder if he ran out in the middle of the night and saw the wet paintings, so he went down to fetch water and splashed on the wall."

He said and looked at the window just now.

Suddenly, he thought of something, suddenly turned his head, and looked at Li Sinian in horror. A flash of lightning struck through the window, reflecting Fang Daichuan's face pale, and his extreme terror was scattered in the dilated pupils.

Li Sinian didn't know what he meant.

"That window!" Fang Daichuan's head was numb, and the chill rose from under his feet and rushed to his entire brain. The heavenly spirit cover was all wooden. He suddenly thought of a detail that made him shudder.

——When everyone went back to the room, the window was open. When he left the room, the window had been closed, but water stains on the curtains and tapestries were vivid. Then he pushed open the closed window, saw a white shadow, was frightened, and ran to the corner and rang Li Sinian's doorbell. At that time, he was terrified and had no time or mood to close the window. Then he saw a big show between the child and his mother, and then until Li Sinian went upstairs, they entered the room, had a glass of wine, and then came out.

When they came out, the window was closed tightly.

The windows are so high that children cannot open and close directly. If a child goes out to see the murals soaked in rain, and then goes down to fetch water, the time before the window is closed must be very short. Before Fang Daichuan went out, after the little boy went downstairs, someone closed the open window. Then Fang Daichuan opened it. When Fang Daichuan hid in the corner and entered Li Sinian's house, someone came out and closed the window again.

Fang Daichuan developed a white hair sweat. He explained the process and Li Sinian one by one, and Li Sinian also talked about white hair sweat.

"According to you, someone frequently enters and exits the corridor just to close the windows of the corridor?" Li Sinian patted the hair on his arm and asked, "Why? Just a window?"

Fang Daichuan said bitterly, "How the **** did I know?! What I fear most is that it is not going in and out at all, it is hidden in the corridor, watching me come out, open the window, hide from people..."

Li Sinian sighed. He looked left and right, there was no one around, only the sound of raindrops hitting the glass window outside the window, but he felt for no reason that there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the darkness, peering at everyone in the dark. .

He raised his eyes and glanced at the sculpture of the goddess. The goddess of justice, blindfolded, looked down on the corridor with pity, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You said you saw a white shadow on the reef?" Li Sinian suddenly captured what information.

Fang Daichuan nodded, "Is that you? Did you go to the cabin by the rock?"

Li Sinian took a deep breath and looked out the window. The seaside scenery was clearly reflected outside the window. He closed his eyes, turned his head to stare at Fang Daichuan, and said cautiously: "I didn't go to the beach, I went to the wooden house on the hillside." As he said, he lifted his foot, and Fang Daichuan clearly saw the mud on the soles of his shoes. There are moss and broken leaves.

"Who is that?" Fang Daichuan was completely stunned. "Apart from the prophet, who needs to run out of the house?"

Li Sinian lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Now I don't know which priests there are. I thought there should be 2~3 gods, but now I think about it, it seems wrong. Do you remember that manual? "As long as the current number of players exists In the opposite camp, the game is pronounced to continue.’ This is not a border game, but a city city bureau. The priesthood of the 12-person city city bureau may be pre-girl guarding hunting, and in some places, pre-girl guarding white, I don’t know which one is used here. The thirteen of us may still have a third-party camp. It would be okay if it was a white wolf or a thief, but it would be troublesome if it was Cupid."

He quickly calculated: "There must be prophets and witches. The guards are not easy to set up in real games and cannot be played at all. The other two priests may be idiots and hunters. But idiots or hunters do not need to go out at night. ..."

Fang Daichuan hadn't played Werewolf before, so he hurriedly asked, "How does a hunter play? What is an idiot?"

"Hunters and idiots are both in good people's camp. When the ticket goes to the hunter, he can take a random player from the field and die together. The idiot won't die when he is voted out. Instead, he will open the card and continue to participate in the game. Participate in the vote, only if the werewolf is killed, he will really die." Li Sinian explained.

It's too complicated. Fang Daichuan heard the first two big words. He chose to give up. Let Li Sinian give up this kind of IQ work.

However, Li Sinian couldn't think of any reason to go out in the middle of the night. He grabbed his little curly hair and said, "In this way, tomorrow morning I will wet the carpet at the entrance of the stairs. Remember to take a book from your room and stand on the stairs. Pretend to read a book, and when someone walks by, look at the carpet to see who has mud on the soles."

good idea.

Fang Daichuan was amazed by such shameless methods.

The ink stains on both sides of the corridor had begun to slowly disappear. Li Sinian took one last look and caught a glimpse of Gothic English in the corner of the tapestry. The English sentence was engraved on the corner in front of his door.

"It’sbettertoreigninhellthantoserveinheaven."

Li Sinian was a little surprised.

"I'm still worried about one thing," Fang Daichuan looked at Li Sinian hesitantly, not knowing how to say, "On the mural, there are only twelve people on each side. Then...what about us? We are the ones on the dome. Will the gods and demons fight? You and I are really in the same camp, right?"

Li Sinian suddenly recovered his mind. He hooked his lips: "No matter where we are, there is absolutely nothing to do with that **** **** and devil. You think, your appearance is completely coincidental. If you can find hints about you in this villa, that's a **** of a life."

It made sense, Fang Daichuan was relieved now. He turned his head to look at the rainstorm outside the window, praying in his heart, please hurry over this long night.