My Healing Game

Feng Ziyu once met the other party when he went to check in the Lihua community before. After a brief conversation, Feng Ziyu felt that the other party was not crazy, but just pretended to be crazy under certain pressure.

He thinks that the director of the horror film should know something. The fact that the other party has been staying in the Lihua community is very doubtful.

After memorizing all the information, Han Fei directly destroyed the documents. He called Li Xue, and after reporting the trip, he took the swing stick and walked out of the room.

Lihua District is also in the old city of Xinhu, but it was built in a very remote place and has been renamed many times. Han Fei also searched for a long time before finding the place based on navigation.

Looking at the dilapidated gates and the human rights banners hung on the walls, Han Fei seemed to have returned to decades ago. The place has remained the same as before. Technological progress has not brought much change to the bottom of the city.

"That horror film director made a lot of money after he became famous, how come he still lives here?" Han Fei opened his cell phone to search for the other party's name. After he entered the word-Zhuang Ren, a large number of search results appeared.

Ten years ago, the horror film director was quite popular. Every one of his films was bad, with ridiculously low ratings, but he had a box office and was able to make money.

Many people don't go to horror movies to watch his movies, they watch them entirely with the idea of ​​appreciating comedy.

Under the social platform that the director has not updated for nearly five or six years, there are also his "believers" who are playing stalks, calling him the dean of comedy, and appointing him this horror film director as the godfather of new concept comedy.

Looking at Zhuang Ren's comment area, Han Fei felt very familiar, and his social platform message area was somewhat similar.

He is obviously an actor, but he is misunderstood as a bounty hunter by many netizens.

From this perspective, he quite understands Zhuang Ren.

The door of the gate of the community was locked, a water stop notice was posted on the wall, and the trash bin at the door had not been cleaned for a long time, and it was dirty and messy.

This community was once a very good community, but over time, it has been forgotten by the city, just like the people who still live here.

After walking through the bumpy road under construction, Han Fei glanced at the sign hanging on the roadblock and realized that the road has not been repaired after half a year, and it is estimated that it will not be completed in the second half of the year.

The interior of Lihua Community is not too big, there are only four buildings in total, not high.

Building No. 4 was completely sealed off. I heard that Yongsheng Pharmaceutical bought this building a long time ago.

Shaking the welded iron gate of Building 4, Han Fei not only sighed that it is good to have money.

The chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical used to live here, but it is a pity that Han Fei can't go in and check, at least during the day, he still dare not break into a residential building.

After bypassing Building No. 4, Han Fei came to Building No. 1 where Zhuang Ren was located. He walked directly to the fourth floor. During the whole process, he saw no one. The community was like a ghost, and it was scary during the day.

"Is anyone here?"

Knocked on the door, but there was no response in the room, as if there was no one in the room.

Leaning his upper body forward, Han Fei's ears were on the door, and he could vaguely hear the sound of news broadcasts.

"Is this Zhuang Ren's house?"

Han Fei knocked at the door for three minutes before footsteps suddenly heard from the room.

The security door was opened by a slit, and a bloodshot eyeball appeared in the slit of the door. The owner of the house stared at Han Fei without saying a word.

"My name is Han Fei, and I want to ask you something."

Hearing that Han Fei was here to inquire about something, the owner of the house immediately prepared to close the door, but Han Fei had already prepared, and his fingers reached into the crack of the door ahead of time and grabbed the door panel.

"I'm not a bad person. If you don't worry, I can call the police for you and let the police come along." Han Fei's tone was gentle, but what he said made people wonder how to answer.

Obviously, it's just a question of whether the door is closed or not. Why should the police be involved?

With a little bit of force, Han Fei stubbornly pulled the door open. In order not to make the owner of the house too resistant, he stood at the door politely and did not enter the house directly.

"I have read your information on the Internet and know your past. Please calmly listen to me." Han Fei stared at the face behind the door and slowly lowered his voice: "I know you are not crazy, because I I also encountered the same thing as you. My family was locked up somewhere. They didn't die, or they were existing in another form."

The **** eyes rolled slightly, and the other party seemed to hear the hidden meaning of Han Fei's words.

"I know where they are, but I can't save them. I need to get some information from you." Han Fei said for a long time, and finally a hoarse and gloomy voice sounded behind the door.

"Where do you think they are?"

"Have you heard of the dead building?" Han Fei did not answer his question, but raised another question. What he didn't expect was that after he said the dead building, the door of the room slowly opened. .

A shaggy face and half-white beard appeared at the door. His actual age was around sixty years old, but he looked very sick and might die at any time.

"Come in, say this outside, you will be treated as a lunatic." The man entered the house after he said it, and didn't even close the door.

Han Fei determined the location of the swing stick, and then entered the house.

Avoiding the **** on the ground, he saw that there were medicine bottles everywhere in the house.

It is morning, but the curtains of all the windows in the house are closed, and the living room is very dim.

Han Fei closed the door, and when he looked up again, the man walked out of the back room with a fruit knife in his hand.

He stared at Han Fei blankly, his bloodshot eyes bulging out.

After a long time, it seemed that Han Fei had no reaction at all, so he said, "Do you want to eat an apple? The community help sent it yesterday."

"No, I didn't come to you to eat fruit." Han Fei sat on the sofa, watching the TV that was playing videos, and the notes spread over the coffee table: "You don't seem to like modern appliances too much? "

"The old thing is used to it, so I don't want to change it." The man sat on the other side of the sofa, and he and Han Fei looked at the TV together.

The screen is showing a piece of news from many years ago. The bus rushed out of the bridge in a rainstorm and drove into the river where the water level was soaring.

"Are your family members in this car at the time?" When Han Fei asked this sentence, the names of the victims were scrolled under the news. Among them, Zhuang Ren's family was clearly included, but Zhuang Ren was very He shook his head decisively.

"They didn't die, they were just locked in the dead building. I can be sure." Zhuang Ren **** his messy long hair: "People outside think I'm crazy, but in fact I am more sober than anyone else."

Han Fei didn't reply immediately. He pondered for a long time: "Have you ever entered the death building?"

"I have also been trying to get in, but I can't find a way." The man stared at blood-red eyes. He mysteriously opened the game console under the TV cabinet, and then handed Han Fei a gamepad.

"What are you?"

Zhuang Ren stopped talking. After he got the gamepad, his state became more unstable, his pupils kept beating, and all his attention was on the TV screen.

After connecting the various lines, the game started, and a game with poor picture quality appeared on the TV, and the name of this game was called-Dead Building.

The red letters on the black background are simple, but it makes people look very uncomfortable.

"My family is here! They are waiting for me to save them! Just get through the game!" Zhuang Ren's tone became more and more crazy, and he did not look like a normal person at all.

"The dead building you mentioned refers to this game?" Han Fei was a little disappointed, he put down the game controller, but when he was about to get up, he suddenly saw the game screen.

In this game called Dead Building, the first game map turned out to be called Happy Community!

More coincidentally, the games in the community are also looking for jigsaw puzzles, but instead of looking for human jigsaw puzzles, they help a child find ordinary jigsaw puzzles.

By asking different NPCs, finding eight pieces of puzzles in the corners of the huge map can pass the level smoothly.

Zhuang Ren no longer knows how many times he has played this game. He is very skilled at manipulating fuzzy characters and constantly triggering tasks. In the process of looking for jigsaw puzzles, he learned about the troubles of the neighbors in the community and helped them one by one. solve.

This first map looks rough, but it contains a lot of content.

At this time Han Fei didn't think Zhuang Ren was a lunatic anymore, so he watched quietly.

It took 15 minutes for Zhuang Ren to find all the jigsaw puzzles. In the end, the picture presented on the jigsaw puzzle was a child reaching out and grabbing a butterfly.

After passing the first pass, Zhuang Ren entered another map. The second map was called Qiuyun Mansion, where Zhuang Ren needed to help the delivery staff deliver things in the complex building.

In the process of delivering takeaways and goods, Zhuang Ren will meet with different people and experience the warmth and warmth of human feelings.

Judging from the first two maps, the game maker’s heart is sunny and positive, and it should be that he wants to create a healing game.

In ten minutes, Zhuang Ren completed all the tasks, and then he entered the third map-the temporary resettlement house on Xingfu Road.

The quality of the resettlement housing is problematic, and the task requires Zhuang Ren to persuade everyone to come out of the resettlement housing within the specified time.

These games are very interesting, but Zhuang Ren has no idea how many times he has played them. He clicks on each option like a machine and takes the shortest path to obtain the corresponding items. He should have all the strategies in mind.

The third map, the fourth map...

Until about noon, Zhuang Ren had already played the eighth map, and the name of this map was Lihua Community.

When he was playing this map, the operation was very slow, and he felt like he was watching his life from another angle.

Half an hour later, the eighth map was also opened. Although this game is a bit difficult, it is definitely not impossible to pass the level.

Just when Han Fei thought the ninth map was about to appear, the game went back to the beginning, and only the words "Dead Building" remained on the TV screen.

"Is this cleared?"

"No, the door to the dead building just opened." Zhuang Ren clicked again to start. The eight maps he had played before were like eight puzzle pieces of children in the happy community, put together.

Seeing this scene, Han Fei felt like a flash of lightning flashed through his mind. He remembered some things, and these things might be related internally.

After the eight maps were put together, the ninth map appeared.

It was a very strange building. Every time Zhuang Ren manipulated the characters in the game to approach him, he would suddenly die.

He tried various positions, but none of them worked, and he couldn't find the entrance to this building at all.

The bloodshot eyes slowly thickened, and Zhuang Ren's operation gradually became irritable. Finally, he severely smashed the gamepad on the coffee table, and then yelled like crazy, pushing everything to the ground.

Manic and roaring, after a long time, Zhuang Ren calmed down again.

His hand was torn by glass shards, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. He picked up the gamepad again, and after exiting the game, he started a new level.

"Something must be missed, maybe some prop is needed to enter the final dead building." Zhuang Ren's hands were bleeding, but his eyes were fixed on the TV screen.

Looking at Zhuang Ren who was addicted to the game again, Han Fei touched the gamepad and suddenly said, "Where did you find this game? Who told you that your family was locked in a dead building? "

Even if a normal person suffers the shock of losing his family, he would not easily believe in such a thing. Han Fei felt that something must have happened to Zhuang Ren.

"You may not believe me, maybe you will think of me as a lunatic." Zhuang Ren said while operating, "The Dead Building Game was given to me by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical when he was young, probably more than 40 years ago, at that time. Live in this neighborhood."

"Chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical?" Han Fei had an incredible look in his eyes.

"You must say that people are dead anyway, and I can make up anyhow. In fact, I didn't understand at the time why the person who was called the closest to God would give me this game until more than ten years ago. My family has passed away..." Zhuang Ren looked at Han Fei, and Han Fei suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened.

"Yes, you should have seen the game map of the Lihua Community just now. This game predicted the death of my family." Zhuang Ren put down the gamepad: "Everyone thinks I am crazy. Slowly, I also start to doubt. , I don’t know whether it is me or the world who is going crazy."

No one in the room spoke, deathly silence.

After a long time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Han Fei said, "Did the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical have anything to say to you?"

"Time has passed so long, I only remember a vague scene. I saw him talking to himself in the corner of the community by himself late that night. He seemed to be stunned and kept saying that he still had an older brother." Zhuang Ren Recalling the past, my body leaned on the sofa: "I was still young and wanted to help him out of goodwill, but he asked a question that I still don't understand."

"what is the problem?"

"He asked me if there are any ghosts in the world?"

"How did you answer?"

"I said no, and then he gave me this game." Zhuang Ren stared at the TV screen, the wrinkles on his face seemed to aggravate: "He also told me that if I lose the most important thing, just Look inside, maybe they didn't leave, they were just locked in a black building and couldn't get out."

Everything corresponds to it, but Zhuang Ren did not fully understand that the dead building mentioned by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical should refer to the dead building in another game.