Witch, Open Your Eyes

Chapter 12: The second day 01

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When Fang Daichuan was awake, the clock in the corner of the room pointed directly below, and Fang Daichuan stared at the brass clock base for a while.

The desk clock was very tall, about 1.7 meters, and the clock dial was on the top, so short people would have to look up. The style of the clock is quite similar to the overall style of this villa, it's pretending to be a ghost, and a picture is roughly outlined with engraved lines on the base below. The picture is symmetrical from top to bottom. Fang Daichuan tilted his head and looked at it for a long time. In a trance, he drew a scene of more than a dozen people eating around a long table. The center line of symmetry is that table. The individual is the back view. The base was not big, so at this moment, the figure was too small, and Fang Daichuan didn't take a closer look.

He put on his clothes, went to the bathroom to wash his face, brushed his teeth, and was about to spray some hairspray on his hair for styling when he remembered that he was no longer in front of the camera, so there was no need to mess with his hair.

At about seven o'clock, everyone came to the lobby on the first floor to gather one after another. Since last night, everyone hasn't eaten anything, and they have been terrified all night. It is estimated that no one can sleep soundly. It was finally dawn, and the living people were full of mixed feelings and exhausted. But on the surface, everyone still pretended to be in high spirits as if nothing had happened, and some girls even put on makeup.

When Fang Daichuan went downstairs, he smelled a strong aroma of food. He instantly heard an intense response from his stomach, and he clutched his stomach in embarrassment. To be honest, except for the wine that Li Sinian brought him to drink and the two oysters that he ate last night, Fang Daichuan didn't eat anything all night, and during the day he carried the corpses and was worried, and now he was already hungry and his chest was stuck to his back.

"Morning!" Li Sinian greeted Fang Daichuan with raised right eyebrows when he saw Fang Daichuan standing on the stairs. He held a white disk in his right hand, with gilt patterns on the side of the disk, "Come and help, breakfast is ready."

Fang Daichuan nodded blankly: "Oh, yes." He walked down a few steps quickly.

The long table was half full of people, and he was standing on half of the stairs. From this angle, half of the people could clearly see the facial features, while the other half only had the back of their heads. Fang Daichuan stopped for a moment before continuing to walk down, he frowned secretly.

It is unknown who cleaned up the body, the hall was clean and tidy, spacious and bright. The translucent glass windows let in the sunlight unscrupulously, and the crystal chandeliers emit soft light. It was like a dream last night, Fang Daichuan stood by the table and touched the chair. There were still some black and red blood stains left in the texture of the back of the chair. Fang Daichuan rubbed his fingers, thinking that someone died here yesterday, he couldn't recover for a while.

The atmosphere in the hall was suddenly silent. Everyone seemed to have thought of the same thing, restrained their expressions uncomfortably, and bowed their heads in silence.

Li Sinian brought another plate: "What are you doing in a daze? Go to the kitchen and serve the dishes."

Fang Daichuan collected his mood, bowed his head and entered the kitchen.

At the door of the kitchen, I met the mother who was serving food outside. Wearing a small apron, she was holding a pot of stew in her hand. The ginger-yellow ceramic amphora was fragrant. Fang Daichuan hated women's work the most, so he quickly snatched the pot from her hands and said, "I'll do it."

Unexpectedly, seeing the person serving it calmly and leisurely, and the ears of the pot were astonishingly hot, Fang Dai Kawabata almost threw it on the ground in his hand. He was so hot that he jumped straight up, bounced his heels up slightly, and ran out at a trot all the way.

Seeing Fang Daichuan running over in a hurry, Du Wei stood up and helped him pull the chair away. He gave his hand and helped to put the pot in the middle of the long table. Behind Fang Daichuan, the mother put another pot of vegetables on the other side of the long table.

Everyone took their seats.

Chen Hui looked at the dishes in the pot with some concern: "Didn't it mean that there was not enough water? How did you do it?"

Li Sinian put the last white porcelain plate in front of Fang Daichuan, and glanced at Liu Hui with a smile: "I went out early in the morning and walked around. There is a hillside behind this villa, and there is a small vegetable garden on the gentle slope, so I picked it." The automatic flush toilet in this villa, the water is in the four-story water storage tower, I am afraid it will not be clean, so Boss Du and Mr. Liu went to the small lake in the back mountain to get fresh water. We don’t have to worry about drinking water for now.”

"Mr. Liu?" Yang Song raised his eyebrows and glanced around, "Which one is Mr. Liu?"

The gentle middle-aged man smiled: "I'm Liu Xin."

Li Sinian pointed in the direction of the single mother: "This is Ms. Niu Xinyan, she is worthy of being a mother, and her cooking skills are awesome."

Niu Xinyan bent her eyes and smiled.

"The surname is Niu..." The old lady had an indescribable expression, and said in a strange voice, "A woman's surname is Niu, I really don't know what parents think. If my husband's surname is Niu, I will let my daughter say anything." Follow my surname. What kind of cattle, horses, pigs, sheep, what a beautiful name with such a surname is useless."

No one knows how to answer this. Fang Daichuan licked his lips, and exchanged a glance with Li Sinian.

Niu Xinyan's face turned cold, she put the cup in her hand on the saucer, took a deep breath, and said nothing. On the contrary, Yang Song curled the corner of his mouth: "Yo, then I have to ask your old name, how nice it is."

The old lady curled her lips: "Miangui's surname is Song, it doesn't count if it sounds good, at least it's a personal name."

Yang Song dropped his chopsticks with a bang.

Everyone was silent for a while, Ding Zihui was sandwiched between the old lady and Niu Xinyan who was separated from the child, feeling a little depressed. It was rare for her to look left and right, then turned to ask the child beside her, "Little friend, what's your name?"

The child leaned against his mother's waist, and said in a milky voice, "My name is Liu Xiquan, and my nickname is Nan Nan."

"My name is Zhao Chu, can I still do it, you guys, have you finished your self-introduction, are you ready to eat?!" The man who liked to pat the table last night frowned impatiently, and knocked the porcelain with a fork while talking. Pan clang clang.

Fang Daichuan picked up a fork and persuaded: "Then let's...have breakfast."

The stew made by Niu Xinyan is really good. Canned beef is stewed with small greens, round lettuce and lettuce, and a few peppers are cut into it. The red canned beef, oily green vegetable leaves, and a few peppers are dotted among them. The color is appetizing. The taste is also good.

Li Sinian probably went to dig oysters again in the morning, and everyone got half a plate of oyster meat in the white porcelain plate, which was cooked in boiling water and some fresh soy sauce was poured on it.

It's a pity that there is no bread or rice. Fang Daichuan feels it is a pity. This villa is strange to say that there are Chinese food seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, but there are no rice noodles and chopsticks. Fang Daichuan awkwardly poked a piece of clam meat with a fork, dipped it in soy sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.

"This beef is really good." Liu Xin picked up a piece, and there were several layers of light honey-colored tendons sandwiched in the meat that was dyed red with red yeast rice. The meat was tender and chewy in his mouth.

The old lady Song pouted and said, "It's all dyed with pigment. I don't know how many additives are put in this can. There are also preservatives, which are all carcinogens. It's better to stew vegetables directly. It's thankless."

"You don't like it, don't eat it!" Yang Song raised his chin and said, her position was facing the old lady Song, and her eyes almost rolled into her eyes, "Why don't you get up early tomorrow to make it? It will cause cancer, can you? If you live until tomorrow and still talk about it, it will cause cancer in the ass."

The old lady's face drooped: "How do you talk! How did your parents teach you? You have no education at all!"

Yang Song raised his hand and poured the hot tea in the cup onto the opponent's face.

"I warn you," Yang Song pointed at the old lady's stunned face, "If you have something to say, don't involve my parents! My father died early, and it's better than half of your body buried in the ground. I don't know if I die. Is there a place to bury strong people!"

The old lady wiped her face and stood up, with trembling fingers, she screamed, "It's reversed!"

Fang Daichuan quickly swallowed the oyster meat in his mouth when he saw that the situation was not good, stood up and persuaded him to fight: "Oh, it's okay, it's time to eat, everyone sit down and talk about it!"

"Yeah, everyone, sit down quickly. What are you doing? It's so hurtful." Ding Zihui also frowned and stood up, persuading him softly.

Boss Du stuffed a big mouthful of meat into his mouth, sneered and wiped his mouth with a napkin from the corner of the table: "Harmony? Is there harmony in this room? Aren't there still several wolves hiding here, either you die or I live, Be nice ass."

"Don't let people eat?!" Zhao Chu rolled his eyes and muttered softly.

"Who won't let you eat?!" Yang Song turned his head and scolded Zhao Chu, "Is it me who didn't let you eat?! The food they cooked so hard, she opened her mouth to cause cancer and shut her mouth. ?!"

Fang Daichuan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "Oh, that's alright, can I just say a few words less!"

He turned his head to look at Li Sinian, hoping that Li Sinian would also come out to help with the fight, but he saw Li Sinian filling his mouth with food slowly, without saying a word or participating in a word. He glanced at both sides of the long table, swallowed the food in his mouth, and took a sip of tea in his leisure time.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang-"

Suddenly there was a loud metal crash on the second floor. This worked better than persuading a fight, and everyone fell silent. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, then looked up to the second floor.

"It seems to be the clock in the bedroom," Li Sinian frowned and muttered, "It's eight o'clock."

Almost as soon as his voice fell, the upright machine at the end of the hall automatically turned on, and the screen emitted a soft blue light. A familiar electric sound came from the loudspeaker in the corner of the room, and that electric sound had formed a terrifying conditioned reflex in everyone's hearts, making everyone's hearts tremble.

Fang Daichuan clenched his palms tightly.

"Congratulations to the players for surviving to the second day. All surviving players are asked to step forward and swipe their fingerprints and ID cards one by one. For villagers, start now."

There was a dangerous smile in that inorganic electronic sound.