My Healing Game

"Are you sure you want to take her with you? If you are seen by the owners, you may scare them." Hua Ge has already said very tactfully. His real idea is that you are running around with this thing, and you are not afraid to take the whole thing. Are the buildings messed up?

"It's okay, I will try not to let the owners find out." Han Fei has folded the red skirt: "I just cover it like this."

"Then you really think for the owner's sake." Hua Ge showed a helpless smile on his face: "Did the master who trained you teach you well?"

"He has disappeared, and I am looking for him too."

"That's all right."

Brother Hua subconsciously walked to the other side of Han Fei, away from the red skirt: "You have to take it, don't take it to a room with people."

"Don't worry, I also worked in a community before and became friends with many owners. They all think I am very nice." Han Fei was telling the truth, and he quickly became the building manager.

"You are a good person, but you have a unique idea." Brother Hua patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "Anyway, the three of us must take responsibility. Strange things happen frequently in the community, and the owners who live here are also very scared. We must try our best to give them a sense of security. You two remember that we patrol every night not to find out the truth, but to tell the owners that there are three of us in this building."

"Okay." Han Fei nodded again and again. He respected ordinary people like Hua Ge, but he was curious about what kind of memory the butterfly instilled in them, and where did the butterfly patterns on their bodies hide?

"Pack your things and get ready to go. I hope I can spend tonight safely." Hua Ge looked at the inspection table, then moved away the cabinet with various security items. Behind it was a muddy statue of Guan Gong.

After three bows to the statue of Guan Gong, Hua Ge re-arranged the cabinet, and he strode out of the room.

"It's been a long time since zero o'clock. Today happens to be April 4th. I always feel that something will happen in the building. It's best not to leave me too far, and don't run away if you encounter any danger." In the same way as the senior, his voice has become steady.

"Brother Hua, you wear a watch, can you tell me what time it is?" Han Fei realized one thing. In reality, it is not April 4th. The memory of the security guard is likely to be fixed on April 4th. On this day, if Han Fei does not show up, this should be the last night in their lives.

"At 3:27 in the morning, what are you asking for?"

"Everything with the number four in this building seems to be unlucky. Today is April 4th again. I feel that today's 4:44:4 will be very scary." Han Fei said in a sentence. All the security guards felt frustrated.

"Then we strive to come back before four o'clock." Hua Ge waved his hand, letting the injured Xiaofang and Han Fei walk behind, and he opened the way in front with a bright flashlight.

It can be seen that he was also very scared, and he had to turn his head slightly before he went too far, as if he was in the corner to see if Han Fei and Xiaofang were still behind him.

Perhaps to ease the atmosphere of terror and depression, Brother Hua gave a dry cough and began to teach Han Fei and Xiaofang "experience": "You are both newcomers, and it happens that I will take you together today. Our night security guards have to patrol four times every night. At eight o'clock in the evening, zero o'clock in the morning, three o'clock in the morning, and eight o'clock in the morning, each patrol should start from the corridor on the left, first go to the 24th floor, then down the stairs on the right, to the first floor. If you want to give the takeaway ghost to the red skirt , We will wait until that time to pass by, hoping that our luck can be a little better.

Brother Hua didn't know if hitting a ghost was considered lucky, he had a kind of innate resistance to that takeaway ghost, it seemed that something had happened before.

"No matter what, the patrol must be carried out normally. We must check the fire-fighting facilities, blind corners of the stairs, and monitoring on each floor to see if they are normal..."

The three security guards were worried about the arrival at four o'clock in the morning. They tacitly walked away quickly.

Han Fei also figured out why Hua Ge and Xiaofang insisted on patrolling, not only because of their inner professional mission, but also because they would be punished the next day if they didn't show up in the surveillance on time.

Working as a security guard in a haunted community has a very high income, but correspondingly, if you fail to abide by the rules, the punishment is severe.

Xiao Fang didn't elaborate on what the punishment was, he just instinctively felt that it was better to go on patrol.

The three of them quickly entered the corridor and came to the fifth floor.

The voice-controlled lights came on, and the depressed feeling disappeared. Only odd floors in the death building had lights, and the coldness seemed to be dispelled wherever there were lights.

"Why don't we stay here a little longer?"

The three of them didn't have more communication, and all consciously slowed down. The tacit understanding between people is sometimes as simple as that.

After chirping for a while, Brother Hua turned on the flashlight to go to the sixth floor.

At 3:30 in the morning, patrolling in a haunted residential building is a very scary thing. If there is any problem, once you start to think about it, you can scare yourself into something wrong.

The even-numbered floors of the dead building are not equipped with voice-activated lights, and the sixth floor is also pitch black, and it feels as if there are no people living.

After Han Fei and Xiaofang came to the sixth floor, they were anxious to go to the seventh floor, but Brother Hua stopped: "Wait a moment, a divorced mother lives on the sixth floor. Her son has the habit of sleepwalking. I like to find the key to open the door in the middle of the night, and then squat in the corner of the corridor."

"Find the key to open the door?"

"Yes, no matter where the mother hides the key, his son can always find it. That mother feels very strange. Afterwards, she locked the key in the safe, and checked the surveillance the next day, and she could still see it. Until her son left her house in the middle of the night with the key." Hua Ge was in a low voice, holding a flashlight, and moving a little bit: "Later, the mother asked us to help look after her child every time he inspected. "

Although Hua Ge was not courageous, he was quite responsible. He pushed open the safety door on the sixth floor and looked inside. There was nothing on the black hole floor.

"It seems that the child is not sleepwalking today." Just as Brother Hua breathed a sigh of relief, they heard the sound of marbles rolling on the floor from the corridor.

The three of them huddled together, looking for a voice, and there was a pale-skinned child squatting behind the safety gate.

He is only five or six years old, his eyes are open, his expression is a bit sluggish, and he keeps chanting something in his mouth. He pushed the marble behind the door, and then the marble rolled back on its own, as if someone was playing a game with him.

Xiao Fang was startled by the kid, and when he was about to teach the strange kid, Brother Hua stopped him.

"Children who are sleepwalking can't wake up directly. The older generations say this will lose their souls."

It seems that this is not the first time Brother Hua has done such a thing. He is very experienced. He squatted directly behind the child and gently picked him up.

"I will send this child to her mother."

When Hua Ge passed by Han Fei with the child in his arms, Han Fei vaguely heard the muttering words in the child's mouth-you will die if you look back, you will die if you look back, and you will die if you look back!

With his neck numb, Han Fei glanced back unconsciously. He found that a hand behind the safety gate where the child was squatting just now grabbed the marble and hid it.

"Someone is playing with him?"

Han Fei took a deep breath. He looked back just now. He was okay and alive.

Knowing that looking back is not the condition of his own death, Han Fei turned his head crazy several times: "I don't know whether my death curse was triggered or not. If it is triggered, what will my death curse be?"

The door of room 1064 was half open. Brother Hua didn't enter the house, but knocked on the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Not long after, a woman with long black hair came to the door, and she spoke to Brother Hua repeatedly. Thanks, and then took the child back to the room.

Closing the door, Hua Ge seemed to be in a good mood, and even his inner fears were dispelled a little: "Humans, just do more good deeds so that your mentality will become better."

He and Xiaofang were going to the seventh floor. When they walked out of the corridor, Han Fei looked back again. He was surprised to find that there was a child standing behind the security gate!

The child looked exactly the same as the one just now, except that the skin was even paler.

He was holding marbles in his hand and staring at Brother Hua.

"Is that the woman's child who was just taken into the house? If not, what was the thing that Hua Ge carried into room 1064 every night? Where did the woman's child go?"

His scalp was numb, and when Han Fei looked back again, the child was gone.

"Every floor of this dead building is dangerous. It is really difficult to survive tonight."