My Healing Game

　　　　 "The sleeping task requires to start within five minutes, and the bathing task requires that I have enough time to complete both tasks before four in the morning."

　　Han Fei has already planned in his heart: "Complete the sleep task first. According to the requirements of the task, when the sleep task is completed, I can also meet the three-hour limit. I can go offline at any time."

　　 "You have to go to the bathroom for a bathing mission. It is difficult to escape when encountering a supernatural event in a narrow space, but I can go offline at any time. If I really encounter something that exceeds the limit, I just quit."

　　 He didn't pick up the task brainlessly, but gave it a comprehensive consideration.

　　 The novice protection period has passed. I don’t know what it will be like outside. Instead of taking risks to take on new tasks, it’s better to complete the novice tasks in this murder house.

　　 After all, in order to survive in this room, he has memorized nearly a hundred pages of case materials.

　　 Time passed, Han Fei got busy in the room. He turned off all the lights, found the kitchen knife hidden under the pillow, and then removed the mop rod.

Frankly speaking, a kitchen knife is more of a psychological comfort to Han Fei. Even if a neighbor comes to visit him, he will not use a kitchen knife. Only when the neighbor is passing by and unwilling to come in, he will take out a stick to provoke, or be more elegant. Said it was an invitation.

　　 In order to prevent the theft of the anti-theft door, Han Fei deliberately did not close the door, leaving a small slit.

　　 "If the ghost in the murder house goes crazy, I will run out. If there is a special neighbor coming in outside and I can't beat me, I will run to the bedroom in the deepest part of the murder house."

　　Advance can attack, retreat can defend. After Han Fei is all ready, he went to the bedroom near the living room. He did the sleeping task here last time.

"The last time I failed was because I was too panicked. I was only almost able to succeed. However, I was too courageous. This time I have to last three hours for everything. Only when I complete the sleep task, will the rest of the bathing task be enough. Operable space."

　　 Han Fei stared at the electronic clock on the wall, constantly giving himself psychological hints.

　　 When it was 00:05, he lay on the bed in the bedroom, completely covered himself with a quilt, leaving only a seam, and secretly observed the outside.

　　 "The ghost in the bathroom appeared at 2:44 in the last sleep mission."

　　 "Today I started the mission at half past five. If the ghost still appears at 2:44 this time, then I only need to drag it for 21 minutes and the mission will be completed."

　　 "It's a bit difficult, but it's not impossible. Compared with the last time, I now have one more passive exclusive skill-hide and seek. As long as I hide, the sense of existence will be minimized."

The sleeping task has started, and Han Fei is still more confident: "The time ahead should not be too tight. The key to this task is the last half an hour, but it should not be taken lightly. The task introduction says that every time a novice task fails, there will be difficulty. With a slight improvement, I must be prepared for emergencies."

　　Hiding in the quilt, Han Fei held the handle of the kitchen knife in one hand and the mop stick in the other. His muscles were tense, like a wild leopard in a hunting state, with a serious expression and sharp eyes.

　　 Who would have thought that just a few days ago, he still locked himself in the rental house with his messy hair in his face, playing games day and night.

　　 It was late at night, and the room became very quiet, only the sound of the electronic clock ticking and ticking was heard.

　　 Han Fei silently counted the time in his heart, his eyes fixed on the lock of the bathroom, and his entire attention was on the bathroom.

　　 But at midnight, a crunching and crunching sound suddenly came from the quiet room.

　　 "The lock of the bathroom door didn't move, it was a sound from other places!"

　　 In the dead room, any sound was amplified. Han Fei carefully judged the source of the sound, and his eyes moved away from the bathroom.

　　 "That seems to be the sound of a door opening? The door shaft in this haunted house is more rusty...only the innermost bedroom!"

　　 Han Fei's slowly moving gaze stopped at the door of the bedroom, and he saw half of a child's face outside his door.

　　 The child's facial features are blurred, and he slowly put his head into the bedroom.

　　 Han Fei held his breath and dared not move.

　　 The child looked into the house for a long time, then dragged his mutilated body past Han Fei's bedroom door.

　　 "It's only half past four, so it's too early, right?"

　　 Han Fei’s bedroom could only see the living room and bathroom, but could not see the bedroom located in the deepest part of the murder house. He only realized that something had come out of the room after hearing the sound of the door shaft.

　　 "The bedroom in the deepest part of the murder house is the most dangerous. The sleeping mission has changed, and ghosts appeared in advance, but there is also good news. Ghosts seem to have no interest in me."

　　 The child walked around in the living room and finally sat on the sofa. Han Fei could see the back of the child's head in the bedroom. He was worried that the child's head suddenly turned 180 degrees and turned his face to him.

　　 The air in the room was filled with anxiety, Han Fei was hiding under the quilt, and now he didn't even dare to stretch out his fingers.

　　 "It doesn't matter, just stick to it for more than two hours."

　　 The child sat on the sofa without moving until 0:44. Without warning, a woman with long hair passed by the door of Han Fei's bedroom and came to the living room.

"again?"

　　 The figure of the woman is also a little fuzzy. She picked up the TV remote control and sat silently beside the child.

　　 Looking at the two ghosts on the sofa with their backs to him, Han Fei's hairs stood up. They didn't turn their heads and Han Fei was scared~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If they turned their heads, Han Fei would be even more scared.

　　 Time seems to have slowed down, and every moment is so difficult. Since the two ghosts sat on the sofa in the living room, Han Fei’s posture has not changed, and he dared not breathe too hard.

　　 tick, tick, tick...

　　 The ticking sound of the electronic clock gradually mixed with other sounds, as if drops of water dripped.

　　 At 1.04, the kitchen door was pushed open. A woman with short hair bowed her head and stood at the door with a fruit knife. She seemed to be looking for something.

　　 At 1:14, the sound of high-heeled shoes walking in the deepest bedroom.

　　 At 2:44, the lock of the bathroom door began to vibrate slightly, and it didn't take long for the door to be opened.

　　 And in the gap, there was an eyeball looking at the bedroom where Han Fei was.

　　The pale white arms stretched out from the bathroom, and the black hair sticking together stuck to his cheeks. The man crawled out of the bathroom, and then disappeared into Han Fei's vision the next moment.

The temperature in the bedroom was slowly dropping, and Han Fei gritted his teeth. He heard the sound of something rubbing against the bed sheet, and there were faint strands of black hair hanging down between the quilt, as if someone was squatting down by the bed at this time. The head is ready to get into the quilt.

　　 Han Fei covered his mouth and nose, his eyes fixed on the gap in the quilt. It was already 2:45 in the morning, and three hours were about to pass.

　　 The cold feeling pierced into his heart and lungs, and Han Fei's face became purple. When he was almost unable to help it, the TV in the living room didn't know who turned it on.

　　 A faint cold light entered the room, and the coolness in the bedroom gradually disappeared.

　　 Han Fei let go. When he looked at the living room again, another figure appeared on the sofa.