Chapter 24: Second night 05

Fang Daichuan sat on the bed cross-legged holding the record he wrote, thinking about it, and not sleepy.
After thinking about it, he couldn’t understand why someone did it. Finally, he even wondered to himself:
Did I really vote for Zhao Chu this morning? If I didn’t remember it wrong? I always doubted Du Chaosheng. In the end, although Li Sinian asked me to vote for Zhao Chu, I thought it was also Zhao Chu, but is it possible that, because of my psychological hint, I actually voted for Du Chaosheng?"
The more Fang Daichuan wanted to be more reliable, Du Chaosheng would definitely not vote for himself in the first place; Li Sinian had targeted Zhao Chu when he came up, and it made no sense to vote for Du Chaosheng; sister Ding Zihui is a commoner, in this case, she cannot lie as a stick There is one old lady Song and one Liu Xin. The old lady Song is the first few speakers, and there is no need to follow the vote. Even if she voted for Du Chaosheng, everyone can understand that there is no problem; Liu Xin is returning the vote. No matter how you look at it, lying at this time is too good to lock him as a wolf, and he doesn't look like a fool either. Fang Daichuan pulled off half of his forehead, tangled so hard that he wanted to kill himself by drinking poison.
headache. He pulled his hair for a while, jumped out of bed, opened the door and sneaked out. There was wine in Li Sinian's room, Fang Daichuan thought, to ask him for a glass of hypnosis.
The second floor is very quiet, there is no sound. Fang Daichuan clearly heard his footsteps echoing in the corridor. There are mural blankets hanging on both sides of the corridor, and Fang Daichuan has not paid attention. This kind of blanket Fang Daichuan has seen in some adventure crews, and the tomb passage scenes are all built with this kind of mural blanket. It's really abnormal, Fang Daichuan thought, regardless of whether it is a Chinese or Western-style building, it is understandable to hang picture frames and wallpaper on the walls, and make murals on two walls, like living in a tomb.
These two murals are a bit strange. During the day, Fang Daichuan didn't notice any clues. At this moment, through the lightning from time to time outside the window, Fang Daichuan suddenly discovered that the blankets were wet with water and dim paintings appeared. He leaned closer and looked at the walls on both sides.
On the left are clouds and golden light, and all the characters wear white robes. They looked up in the direction of the dome of the ceiling, with expressions on their faces somewhat solemn and sad. For the first time, Fang Daichuan looked up at the ceiling of the corridor, where it was built into a dome shape, and it was carved with a scene like a battle between gods and demons.
The with white wings on his back fought with a black demon.
What weapon God is holding, the sky is too dark to see, like an axe stuck in a wooden stick. The devil's wings were covered with flesh, and he held a scepter in his hand. There was a plump woman standing under the battle between the two. She was blindfolded, holding a scale in one hand and a pillar sword in the other. She was wearing a white robe, but black bat wings that symbolized the devil grew behind her.
It is strange that Fang Daichuan does not know much about Western religion and theology. I don't know who these characters represent. But theoretically, the goddess holding the balance should represent justice. Why is there a devil's wings growing behind it? These sculptures could not have just appeared out of thin air, they should be on the ceiling, no one noticed before.
The tapestry that opened the window depicts a picture of hell, and it also emerges at this moment. The picture is full of fire, ice, and a two-headed dog guarding the door of hell. The picture on the left is heaven, Fang Daichuan thought. Fang Daichuan carefully counted what the characters in the were talking about. There were 12 people in total.
This number made Fang Daichuan feel a little uncomfortable. He turned his head and counted the heavens on the left, which were also 12. Everyone was facing the people in hell. At the position of the two-headed dog in hell, Fang Daichuan looked carefully and found that there are depicted there. On the ground, a snake with an apple snaked around.
Could this be a moral? Fang Daichuan thought to himself and Li Sinian to replace Shang Lao Chen and the unknown man who was shot and destroyed. There were originally 12 adults and one child in this game. If the snake lying on the ground and the two-headed dog represent short children, then the rest of them can correspond one by one.
He went through the genders of everyone in his mind and found that they could correspond to them.
With that said, he raised his head and stared at the two people fighting on the dome. Do these two people represent himself and Li Sinian? But they are obviously from the same camp, so what does the goddess represent? The boss who secretly observes everything?
Do not understand. Fang Daichuan only felt his head hurt more.
The window in the corner was closed, the curtain was half wet, and he stood quietly in front of the window. Fang Daichuan felt a little hairy in his heart. He hesitated for a while before opening the curtain. There was no one in the curtain, and Fang Daichuan opened the window.
The rain didn't stop, the storm hit his face with a damp smell, and the wet curtains behind him were blown to the wall by the wind, making a stiff sound. Fang Daichuan glanced outside.
On the edge of the reef in the distance, a white shadow flashed by.
Someone outside? ! Fang Daichuan got goose bumps on his arm. Why did he go outside in such a heavy rain?
He quickly ran to the corner and rang the doorbell in Lisnian’s room. The doorbell here was single-line and could not be heard from outside. He was caught in his heart by some unknown huge fear and rang the doorbell frantically. , I hope to tell Li Sinian about the weird murals and strange figures I just saw.
However, Li Sinian did not open the door.
There was a sudden burst of laughter in the corridor behind him.
Fang Daichuan’s heart was beating fast. He leaned against Li Sinian’s door. Li Sinian’s room was on a corner. As long as he did not go out, people outside would not see him. He clenched his fists and listened carefully, but he could only hear his own crazy heartbeat in the silent corridor.
Calm, Fang Daichuan forced himself to take a deep breath, and he backhanded Li Sinian's doorbell again. Still no one opened the door. Li Sinian is a prophet. He should have gone secretly outside to find a log cabin to check the cards. Fang Daichuan speculated that the white shadow he saw just now should be Li Sinian.
There was another weird laughter from the corridor.
"Hee hee hee……"
Like a child got candy and toys.
child? Fang Daichuan thought of the mad son, and cautiously stuck to the corner wall, peeping at him.
Sure enough, it was the child. He was holding a bucket, splashing water on the tapestries on both sides of the wall, and making a rustling laugh while splashing it. After splashing for a while, he stopped and sang, "Who killed the robin? The robin died on the island. It was the wolf who killed the robin, and the sparrow sang with its wings. The wolf killed the robin with venom. Without it, you can't close your eyes when you die."
Lightning gleamed in karakla outside the window, and the corridor was bright and dark. The weird little boy poured water on the wall while singing nursery rhymes about death.
Fang Daichuan's gallbladder almost exploded, and he couldn't breathe at all. He clung to the wall, and put his face on the cold tapestry.
"Nannan, come back, it's dangerous here." Niu Xinyan called gently from the other side of the corridor.
Fang Daichuan's scalp exploded.
The little boy stopped singing in an instant, and he turned his head to look at his mother. Fang Daichuan took two deep breaths, lay down on the ground, and poked out his head cautiously.
Niu Xinyan squatted on the ground, her white silk nightdress spread out on the ground. She hugged the child and gently kissed him on the mouth. Fuck me! Fang Daichuan almost rushed out. Niu Xinyan closed her eyes and kissed the little boy intently, her arms clinging to each other-it was definitely not the expression and posture of a mother kissing her son!
"Let's go in," Niu Xinyan panted slightly and looked at the little boy, timidly, "I'm very scared."
The little boy's voice changed. He carelessly touched the back of Niu Xinyan's head. Fang Daichuan couldn't see his front face from the angle, but he could hear his calm voice. He said, "What are you afraid of, you are so stupid."
Fang Daichuan didn't remember what happened later. There was a gap in his brain for more than half an hour. He watched the mother and son swipe their cards back, then curled up on the ground and pressed his body to Li Sinian's cold door.
Until a pair of feet appeared in the field of vision.
Fang Daichuan raised his head. Li Sinian was drenched with water dripping from the tips of his hair, which hit the floor. He was holding the identity card, wondering why Fang Daichuan was here, and looked at Fang Daichuan in surprise.
Fang Daichuan stood up holding the door, stepping on the small puddle of Li Sinian's hair dripping, his feet slipped and he did not fall directly to the ground.
Li Sinian hurriedly helped him: "What's wrong with you? The palms of my hands are full of cold sweat."
Fang Daichuan poked out his head with lingering fear and took a look. The weird mother and son had already returned to the room. He held Li Sinian's shoulder and felt that he had been curled up for a long time, and his legs and feet were numb. No, it's more than legs and feet. Fang Daichuan now only feels that his whole body is numb, only his heart is jumping desperately.
"Open the door..." Fang Daichuan bowed his head and waved his hand, without the strength to explain, "Open the door quickly, I can't hold it anymore."
Li Sinian hurriedly opened the door.
Fang Daichuan held a glass of wine and sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt. His eyes were erratic and his hands were shaking.
"What's the matter with you?" Li Sinian took a shower in the bathroom, took a dry towel, walked out while wiping his hair, and handed Fang Daichuan a pack of compressed biscuits.
Fang Daichuan raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup, and tremblingly tore open the package of compressed biscuits. He doesn't know where to start, the amount of information tonight is too much.
Finally he decided to put it in chronological order. He first asked: "I can't sleep at night, and I came out to look for you. Why did you go?"
"Examining people," Li Sinian wiped off his hair, frying a little half-wet and half-dry curls. "I ran out for an inspection while you were all asleep. If I was discovered, I would expose it. "
Fang Daichuan ate biscuits and drank wine. The indoor lighting was very bright, and all the shadows were nowhere to hide, which calmed his spirit a lot: "Who did you test? Old lady Song? Old lady Song was a werewolf?"
Li Sinian shook his head: "Mrs. Song is already an iron wolf with me. It's fine to go directly in the morning. I don't need to check it out. I checked Du Chaosheng. I'm afraid I was wrong. One stood up and said he blew himself up. I logically think he will not be a werewolf, but you have seen the ticket type today. He cannot vote for himself. You and Ding Zihui have already determined their identities, and the old lady Song is unnecessary. Lie, Liu Xin's lie is too untechnical, he doesn't look like that kind of idiot. I thought, would Du Chaosheng have other secrets in him, I was wrong at first."
"The result?" Fang Daichuan asked.
Li Sinian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Unfortunately, what I thought was right at the beginning. He is indeed a good person." He said, pouring himself a glass of wine, and asked, "What about you? What are you doing tonight? What's going on?"
Fang Daichuan shuddered when recalling what had happened just now.
He jumped out of bed, threw the clean T-shirt to the shirtless Li Sinian, and opened the door: "I'll show you something, you come with me."