My Healing Game

"The takeaway arrived? It happened when the security guard took the red skirt away?"

Han Fei stared at the door in the dark, and through the thick door panel, he could imagine the scene outside at this time. A deliveryman covered in blood, carrying a huge corpse box on his back, was lying on the security door.

"The light in the room suddenly went out, indicating that there should be other things in the room besides the red skirt. Should I open the door to let the deliveryman in?"

In the dead building game, Han Fei has encountered a takeaway, but the difference between the deep world and the game is that Han Fei is not a game character without the power of a chicken, he is already level twelve.

"Forget it, it's better not to make a noise prematurely. I'm just a newcomer security guard who is extremely timid and afraid of ghost stories."

The takeaway was knocking on the door when the red skirt was taken away. This has already explained a lot of things. The scariest thing in room 1044 is probably the red skirt. He only dared to knock on the door at this time.

"Is anyone at home? Is anyone at home? Is anyone at home!"

The crippling voice kept ringing, the door handle of room 1044 was twisted, and the sound of nails scratching the door came from outside the room.

Withdrawing quietly, Han Fei hid behind the cabinet. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he first put on the stab-resistant vest in the security room, and then plugged the bright flashlight into his pocket. He had already equipped himself with equipment.

The door lock was shaking more and more violently, and after about ten seconds, all the sounds outside the house suddenly disappeared.

"gone?"

The hanging heart slowly dropped. Just as Han Fei was about to come out from behind the cabinet, he saw that the security door of the living room was pushed open.

"No one is at home... then I will leave things in your house!"

A strong smell of corpse came out, and a **** arm reached into the room and stuck it on the pale wallpaper.

It grabbed an open empty cake box, and seemed to want to enter the house, but at this moment there was a sound of water flowing in the bathroom, and it seemed that the shower was suddenly opened.

Hearing this sound, the **** arm twisted slowly.

The light was too dim, and Han Fei couldn't see clearly even if he had good eyesight.

The anti-theft door was gradually pushed open, but there was no one outside, except for a huge **** chest.

"That box is the takeaway?"

Vaguely, as if something crawled out of the box, it crawled on the ground quickly like a poisonous snake, and finally it ran into the bedroom.

After the thing was delivered, the **** arm behind the door threw the empty cake box on the ground, and then slowly closed the door.

The door was closed, and everything seemed like nothing had happened.

"When the owner was away, what did the takeaway ghost deliver to the house? That thing seemed to be hidden in the bedroom."

The sound of the water in the bathroom had not stopped, and new things ran into the bedroom. If the red dress came back at night, Han Fei felt that he might not even be able to survive the first night.

His brain is running fast, thinking about the places that he has ignored, but when he is highly concentrated, the air seems to suddenly become damp, a faint fishy smell floats into the nasal cavity, and the fingers touching the cabinet feel wet. .

Looking up, something was leaking from the pale wall, as if a pale face was weeping.

The room is still the original room, and the furnishings have not changed in any way, but the feeling for Han Fei is suddenly different.

Everything seems to be covered by something. There is a layer of fluffy hair squirming on the sofa, an eyeball in the leftover water of the teacup slowly opens, and the food in the lunch box is rapidly decomposing, with seals attached, which is obviously just a display. Portraits faintly appeared on her TV.

There are many similar changes. The room illuminated by the light and the room in the dark are simply two different places.

There was a rustling sound from the floor, as if several fingers were pulling something to get out. Han Fei heard it right. It was not the neighbor downstairs who was buckling, but something sealed in the floor.

With his hands in front of him, Han Fei could feel that something was waking up in the dark, all the strangeness was just a sign of its awakening.

"Snapped!"

The window with the curtains was suddenly blown open, the curtains fluttered, and a figure appeared vaguely on the edge of the night.

She made the appearance of pinching Han Fei's neck with her hands, her eyes were almost out of her eyes, her mouth was screaming silently, her vocal cords seemed to be cut, and her throat was full of blood with some kind of scum.

The curtain fell and the figure disappeared, but on all the reflective objects in the house, including window glass, TV screen, mirror, and glasses, a human-like face appeared on them.

Han Fei pressed the switch of the bright flashlight, but the flashlight failed at this time and could not be used at all.

He had to hold on to the rubber rod and tried to walk to the window.

The glass window was full of cracks, and the woman's face was gone again.

Cautiously approaching, when he was about to close the window, his back was pushed abruptly!

With five fingers firmly grasping the window sill, Han Fei turned his head and waved the rubber rod behind him.

He didn't hit anything, but he clearly felt that someone pushed him just now, someone wanted to push him downstairs!

Hurrying away from the window, Han Fei returned to the cabinet. When he was considering whether to go to the bedroom to cope with the difficulties with the takeaway ghost, there was a running sound from the corridor outside the house.

The key was inserted into the door lock, the anti-theft door was opened again, and Hua Ge and Xiao Fang rushed into the house out of breath.

The moment the two opened the door, the light that had gone out suddenly turned on, and all the abnormalities in the house disappeared.

Standing in the living room, Han Fei's newly bandaged wound began to ooze blood again. He looked miserable and pale, as if he had just woke up from a nightmare.

"Back to normal?"

This strange scene caught Han Fei's attention, but he didn't say much.

"Did you encounter something? Why were you so scared?" Xiao Fang gasped, seeing Han Fei's state in a bad state, he asked casually.

"After you left, the delivery person knocked on the door, and he opened the door without using the key. The empty cake box on the ground was delivered by him." Han Fei leaned against the sofa, looking terrified.

"What then? Did it only give this thing?" Hua Ge reacted more violently than Xiao Fang, and his pupils were constantly beating.

"I didn't see it clearly, but when the takeaway opened the door, there was still a black shadow crawling into the bedroom."

"Are you sure?" Brother Hua directly turned on the bright flashlight and dragged Xiaofang into the bedroom. They checked for a long time and found no abnormalities: "Did you read the wrong thing? Don't talk nonsense! We will be here tonight. go to bed."

"It's true." Han Fei did not continue to entangle this question: "How is the situation on your side? Is it going well?"

"When we were there, the door of room 1004 was just open, so I threw the red skirt in and closed the door." Xiaofang clutched his heart: "I really want me to cut that skirt. I still can't do it a little bit."

"I hope that skirt won't come back again." Brother Hua glanced at his watch: "It's one o'clock in the morning. Let's rest for a while. There will be another inspection at three o'clock."

"You have to go out at three o'clock in the morning?" Han Fei was shocked, and there was a limit to death.

"In addition to us, there are other neighbors living in the building. If even our security guards are scared, what should they do?"

"They are afraid to move away?" Han Feiguo cut off, he must persuade Brother Hua, if he doesn't go on patrol with them, he will stay in this murder house and he will definitely finish the game and go on patrol with them. , Then I am also ill-advised.

"You have no empathy. I think you are a newcomer, so forget it this time." Brother Hua is already very tired: "I'll watch the night tonight. You and Xiaofang will go to the house for a night's sleep first, otherwise it will be late at night. Can't stand it."

"Brother, how could I fall asleep? The red skirt might be back at night. I think it would be better for the three of us to stay together." Han Fei limped and closed the bedroom door: "We are still there. Stay in the living room."

"Also~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Brother Hua took the bedding from the bedroom and spread it directly on the floor of the living room. He called Xiaofang to sit on it together: "You have an injury. If you have any injuries, go to bed. of. "

Brother Hua looked like I was very reliable, but Han Fei couldn't trust him at all.

Even if he was lying on the sofa, Han Fei didn't dare to sleep at all. He hadn't completed a task yet and couldn't quit the game. If he died, he might really die.

His mind was filled with questions, and Han Fei didn't think about what to do next. He went through all the information related to the dead building, and the surroundings gradually became quiet.

Exhaustion spread over the body like a tide, his head dizzy, and the wound was constantly showing the vitality of his body, Han Fei felt his eyelids heavier and heavier.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to use the pain to stay awake.

After half an hour passed, Han Fei suddenly felt that the temperature in the room had dropped again. He subconsciously wanted to find something to cover his body, but he turned his head and saw a **** person hanging in the bathroom.

"Red, red skirt?"