Witch, Open Your Eyes

"Isn't this the key Yang Song stole from Niu Xinyan?" Fang Daichuan asked.

"More than that," Li Sinian turned the key leisurely, turned his face, and showed Fang Daichuan the cut of red rope pinched in his palm.

One end of the red string is a heavy brass key, and the other end is a thin iron key. The iron key is very strange. It is an oval pick, engraved with a circle of bumps and bumps, like a ball shrinking. Little hedgehog getting up.

"What is this?" Fang Daichuan held it in his hand curiously.

"It's a long story." Li Sinian said as he took out the ice bucket from the corner refrigerator. After the entire villa was powered off, the frozen ice was almost melted, and only a few ice slags and a can of ice water remained in the bucket. He held Fang Daichuan's bubbling right hand and immersed it in the ice water.

"Yang Song said that his father had a safe with some documents from that year. Later, Du Chaosheng wanted to spend money to buy it. Her mother kept her mind and sold the keys to them, but the cabinet found an opportunity to put it in this The island. After her mother died, the boss bought the island and found the cabinet left by her father."

"What's this called?" Fang Daichuan smiled, "definitely not put the eggs in the same basket?"

"Non-standard risk hedging." Li Sinian also smiled.

Fang Daichuan took the key in his hand and gently rubbed the brass carving: "Then how did this key get to Niu Xinyan's hand? If I remember correctly, Niu Xinyan’s husband and Yang Song’s father are Are you dead together?"

Li Sinian said: "She didn't elaborate, but I guess it might be that Du Chaosheng took the key to the island and wanted to find a box on the island. What kind of means did Niu Xinyan stole? Or, Du Chaosheng died, Is it really related to Niu Xinyan? Yang Song didn't know why it got into Niu Xinyan's hands. She went to give Niu Xinyan a candlestick at night, and saw the key hanging on her coat rack, so she took advantage of her to steal it. I'm gone. She wanted to ask me some questions and offered to use this exchange. She said that I would be interested in the things in the safe."

No matter how it was tossed around, this key went around in Li Sinian's hands, Fang Daichuan thought, maybe in the dark, there is really a dead bone in the seabed cave.

"How is the injury on your shoulder?" The water in the ice bucket on the straight road is no longer cold, and Li Sinian throws away the ice bucket, but thinking of the injury on his body, he is still a little worried.

Fang Daichuan wiped off the water on his hands and flirted with his T-shirt at random. He tore off a spare bed sheet and used it as gauze to wrap his shoulders and chest properly.

"The way I wound wounds was learned professionally from my parents," he said, and his expression was quite triumphant. "I used to be injured in the crew and couldn't walk away. It was all wrapped up by myself, no I said, the emergency nurse may not be able to wrap me up well, tight and not affecting activities."

Li Sinian didn't know what it was like when he heard this.

"You like filming so much?" Without thinking, he blurted out.

Fang Daichuan raised his head and thought for a moment: "I like it. If possible, I want to shoot for a lifetime."

Li Sinian nodded: "I will help you."

Fang Daichuan smiled embarrassedly, but at the time, he did not take this sentence to heart.

They opened the door, Li Sinian picked up the candlestick in the room and walked upstairs cautiously.

"Did Yang Song see what's in the safe?" Fang Daichuan followed Li Sinian, a candlelight flickering, seemed to be extinguished in the night breeze, hardly illuminating the half-meter around them. road.

Li Sinian held a candlestick and illuminated the steps of her feet, and replied: "No, she said she only opened the door on the third floor, and it turned out..." Li Sinian said, with an unbelievable expression on her face, "she said, Did she see a ghost?"

Fang Daichuan's face instantly paled.

I don't know where the windows were closed in the corridor, and a gust of wind blew in. Fang Daichuan had his left hand gripping the corner of Li Sinian's waist, looking at the surroundings with some fear.

Li Sinian smiled when he saw this: "Girl Chuan, you are too courageous, where did you go when you threatened others with poison?"

"Brother Nian, did you bring a body with a cross or something?" Fang Daichuan smiled bitterly and begged for mercy, "I have never been afraid of fighting with people. I am afraid of ghosts."

Li Sinian shook his head: "What's so scary about ghosts? We can't kill us when we are alive, but we will become more capable if we die?"

Fang Daichuan hurriedly pooped behind him, he screamed: "Don't set up flags randomly!"

"It's safe!" Li Sinian didn't care.

While they were talking, the two had already walked up to the third floor.

On the first night, the two people also went to the third floor to check the situation. There are four opposite rooms on the third floor, which are also opened by swiping the door card, but they don't know where the door card is.

However, the strange thing is that when they went up from the corner of Li Sinian this time, the third floor was actually a dead end. A carved wooden door covered with copper was blocked in front of the two people.

Fang Daichuan hugged Li Sinian's waist tightly with one arm, and held the empty wine bottle that came out of the room in the other hand. His voice was shaking when he spoke: "Is...is it here? Yang Song is behind here. See the ghost?"

Li Sinian patted his hand: "There is no ghost, don't be afraid."

He inserted the brass key into the door hole and gently opened the door.

The old wooden door creaked and slowly opened.

The deserted islands on the sea, the black-out castle, the creaking wooden doors, and the unknown darkness behind the doors. This is too much like the beginning of a horror movie. Fang Daichuan became too nervous, and his calf began to twist little by little.

He couldn't help but began to think about the thriller movies he had seen, Hitchcock, Sean Cunningham, Wen Ziren, the more he thought about it, the more he was afraid, the more he was afraid, the more he thought about it.

The door slowly opened, and the inside was pitch black. The only light source for illumination was the candlestick in his hand. Fang Daichuan didn't dare to go in, and forced Li Sinian's footsteps. The two of them seemed to have broken into the Truman world and watched this secret room with breathlessness.

This room is very empty, with curtains tightly hidden all around, but nothing else. At the other end of the room, there seemed to be another door.

Li Sinian grabbed Fang Daichuan's hand and pulled him in the door.

Fang Daichuan's palms were wet, and his nervousness was generally shaking. Li Sinian suddenly felt a little pain. He turned his head and wanted to say, or let's go out. I didn't look at it, but Yu Guang caught a shining weapon coming toward him!

"Be careful!" Li Sinian turned around without hesitation and hugged the person behind him, covering him with his back tightly.

"Kang-dang--!" Fang Daichuan was shocked when something slammed on the floor. He quickly pushed Li Sinian's body away and looked around alertly.

It is a very tall candlestick.

Li Sinian's heart was beating wildly in his chest, and the moment of fear poured into his blood vessels like venom, quickly swept the whole body, and then all poured into the heart. He steadied himself, and smiled helplessly: "I blame you, the atmosphere is so good, it scared me."

The two people worked together to lift the heavy candlestick from the ground, and Li Sinian used the small candlestick in his hand to hit it against the fire.

The tall candlestick burned, and the surroundings lit up a lot.

The two people looked at the room and felt a lot more relaxed. The room was very narrow and there was no furniture. Li Sinian walked across the room quickly, observing the small hidden door.

The door was concealed, and Li Sinian opened it casually.

It was still a narrow room, Li Sinian glanced at it, but froze in place.

There are lights in the room.

The flickering lights flickered restlessly, and the man heard the movement at the door, but did not move.

Li Sinian's blood coagulated in the blood.

There is no shadow, and the man is wearing a black cloak with his back to the door. Li Sinian stopped Daichuan's approaching movement behind him. He didn't dare to get out of the air, staring at the man's movements, breathing so fast that he could light a candle.

There was an ominous smell in the air, with some rotten stench and the smell of the ocean, which made Li Sinian's feet sweat.

One person and one ghost, separated by a half-open door.