My Healing Game

"Let's go in and take a look? Don't you be curious about the manager's secret?" Han Fei said casually, holding the mortal butcher knife.

"No, it's too dangerous!" The wedding dress woman said directly, and Han Fei was the first one to start talking in a hurry.

"It's really dangerous. How about we find someone to find the way first?" Han Fei took out the cursed pet chain from his inventory, it was covered with animal hair, and it looked very crippled: "I It is the community security guard who has the responsibility to protect the owner here, but we can catch a'person' who is not the owner, tie her with a chain, and then send her in."

Han Fei did not mention the old man in black, but the old man in black felt that the other person was talking about herself. If she remembers correctly, Han Fei also said just now that as long as she leaves Building 1, she will not be a building in the future. The owner is inside.

"I think it's okay, but you are a security guard, why would you bring a chain?" The madman squatted on the bed, grabbed the sheet and draped it on his body. He is the lunatic in the eyes of the ghost owners, but he is not stupid: "Ordinary chains are probably too It's useless. I have entered the closet, but I will faint inexplicably if I don't take a few steps. When I wake up again, I will lie on the bed outside the cabinet.

"Have you been in?"

"There are often more fleshy limbs in the 1144 room. At first I didn't know where they came from. It was not until one day when I hid in the closet out of fear that there was a place connected to the closet."

The madman tried his best to recall: "I can hardly describe it. I feel that there is a nightmare in the closet. As long as you fall asleep, all kinds of things will crawl out of the closet. They will lie on the pillows to check whether you are asleep or not. You will linger around your bed, and some even get into the quilt. When you suddenly feel a bit of coolness, don’t turn on the light and look inside the quilt. I was scared before."

The ordinary words, thinking about that scene carefully, make people get goose bumps again.

The lunatic sat cross-legged on the bed. He looked at Han Fei and the other "people" in the room. After a long time, he suddenly said: "The wardrobe used to be opened only after four in the morning, but there seems to be a problem in these two days."

"If you think about it carefully, when did it happen?"

"It seems that on the day you came to be the security guard, the cabinet door couldn't be completely closed since then."

The words of the madman reminded Han Fei of something. The madman is the back road left by the manager for himself, and the wardrobe is the passage.

After Han Fei entered the building, the access door remained open at any time, which showed that the administrator of the dead building felt threatened.

"The day I came, the singing voice also entered the dead building, and the manager should have felt the pressure from it. Thinking about it this way, it is really a wonderful move for me to attract the singing." The lunatic is the back path that the manager leaves for himself. , Han Fei wanted to figure out the environment inside the closet, and then hid in the closet, intercepting the badly injured manager halfway.

He is very courageous, and he is not afraid of any manager. He came here to change the manager of the dead building.

Cold eyes looked at the old man in black intentionally or unintentionally, and the chains in Han Fei's hand rattled: "Who is better to let them go in?"

"The manager of the dead building has more than one hole card, and there are also more similar wardrobes in the community. Even if you enter it, you will not necessarily encounter the manager, and you will expose yourself and put yourself in a dangerous situation." Hei The old man Yi has already understood how to talk to Han Fei. The man in front of him is not afraid of danger and death. If he wants to persuade him, he can only show the facts.

"Aren't you going to leave Building One?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes and glanced at the old man in black: "Why don't you leave?"

"I want to leave the dead building in my dreams, but not in this way." The black-clothed old man touched the butterfly pattern on his neck: "You turned Building One upside down, whether you want to be a security guard or be a security guard. The head of the building, everything is fine. But we are different from you. You are a complete soul. We are just flower pots for holding seeds."

Han Fei is not the kind of unreasonable person. Seeing that the old man in black is willing to tell the secrets in the building, he began to listen patiently.

"I have lived in the dead building for a long time and have seen too many changes. What I say next, you may not believe it at all." The old man in black crouched and sighed softly: "Every room in the dead building is It's a heart. All the memories and pains of the residents are held in this atrium. It's not that we live in the dead building, but a part of what we are."

"The former manager of the dead building was an old man. His heart was ashamed. It was the rotten heart that formed the foundation of the dead building. Then he went to the depths of the city and never came back."

"About ten years ago, a new manager appeared in the dead building. No one knows which room it came from, no one knows where its heart is hidden, and no one can completely kill it. "

"Since that night, the rules of the dead building have changed, and all hearts and memories have become managers' toys."

"It never kills by its own hands, nor does it use power to let the resentment go away, but you shouldn't think that this is its kindness. The resentment that falls into its hands, I wish I could fly away." The black-clothed old man remembered something, she Extreme fear emerged from the bottom of his eyes, and his soul body was constantly trembling.

"Then do you know why it doesn't kill?" Han Fei is a little strange. The butterfly in reality is also such a person. It does bad things, but never let his hands get a drop of blood.

"There is a legend about the manager in the building, and I'm not sure if it is true or not." The old man in black hesitated for a while before speaking: "The last bit of hatred in the dead building seems to have left a reminder before the soul flew away. The manager's Innate ability is related to dreams. It sees what it looks like at death in a dream that predicts the future."

"What was it like at death?"

"Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The manager dreamed that he was chopped up by a knife. That knife is very special. It will become sharper when facing an enemy whose hands are stained with blood."

When the old man in black said this sentence, no one in the house had any unusual reactions. It's just that unlike others' indifferent, Han Fei has already launched a master-level acting at this time, because only in this way can he conceal the stormy waves in his heart.

The knife that the manager dreamed of seemed to be the butcher knife!

"The manager of the dead building has been looking for a knife like that, but after so many years, it has still found nothing." The black-clothed old man's eyes were full of pain: "Perhaps it was that death was foreseen, and the manager's behavior became more incomprehensible. It Gradually it started to do more crazy things. It used the residents in the building as fertilizer for cultivating something. It seemed to want to make another self and let it die."

The old man in black made Han Fei understand a lot of things, and some seemingly unrelated things were also connected.

For example, why butterflies never kill by themselves, or why spiders want to hunt butterflies, so there are countless butcher knives in the beast alley.