My Healing Game

After silently collecting Zhuang Ren's photo into his inventory, Han Fei just wanted to try it, but he didn't expect to receive it directly.

　　 "Please note, players number 0000, you have successfully obtained the e-level cursed object fragment-living sacrifice."

"Living Sacrifice (e-level cursed object fragments): The cursed object consists of multiple fragments, distributed in the dead building, and is related to the e-level hidden mission death curse. With the player's current level, it is recommended not to touch it, otherwise you have a high probability It will also become one of the living sacrifices."

　　 It may be because Han Fei's level is too low. The system gave a reminder. When he challenged the manager task before the tenth level, the system also gave a thoughtful warning.

　　 But the warning belongs to the warning, how could it be possible to spit out the things that have been put in the inventory.

　　 With Han Fei's character, even if it is ruined, it will not be left to the butterfly.

　　 "e-level cursed item fragments..."

　　 The scariest cursed item Han Fei has ever seen before is the Scarlet Paper Man in a convenience store. This cursed object that gave birth to his own consciousness was only an F-level cursed object in its heyday.

"The name of the living sacrifice doesn't seem like a good thing. Just keep it for now. Maybe after you collect more things, you can figure out what this cursed object is. Then you will destroy it when you decide. , Or leave it."

　　 gently opened the bedroom door, Han Fei looked outside, the living room was also very ordinary, tidy up, nothing unusual.

　　 went outside, Han Fei looked around.

　　 A black and white leaflet was thrown on the dining table. It seemed that the residents in the building wanted everyone to donate money to fix something. What activities they will hold in the evening every week, all adults must participate.

　　 "Someone seems to have written something here." Next to the leaflet are paper and pen, and there is also an open calendar with a date circled on it-April 4th.

　　 "This time again, what does this time mean to the butterfly?"

The woman and the middle-aged man were still searching in the house. Han Fei quietly walked to the door of the room. He opened the old anti-theft door. He wanted to see the house number of the room, but who knew he heard the hallway when he opened the door. There were footsteps and dialogue.

　　 "Mom, can the deceased really come back?"

　　 "Don't doubt, don't be shaken, isn't the 4244 family already reunited? Your dad will definitely be back, too."

　　The conversation seems to be a mother and daughter.

"Sister, after falling asleep at night, I always hear footsteps in the room between half asleep and half awake. The ritual seems to have really worked. It should be my father wandering." Another woman's voice came, her age seemed to be. Not very big, it should have just been an adult.

　　 "Even if there are footsteps, how can you be sure that he is the father? We can't see..."

"Even if you can't see it, would you not even feel your dad?" The mother was obviously a little angry, and after asking her eldest daughter, she started to mutter something, "Your dad is coming back soon, don't let it go." He was angry, he loved you the most before.",

"Just because he loves me the most, I want to make sure that he is unique in my heart. I miss him so much, but he is dead. Will he be the one who comes back?" The eldest daughter was very wronged, this It doesn't seem to be the first time she quarreled with her mother.

　　 The three of them were getting closer and closer to the door. Han Fei hurriedly waved to the woman and the middle-aged man, and they ran towards the bedroom where the wardrobe was stored.

　　 The door lock was twisted. When the anti-theft door was opened, the bedroom door just closed. The middle-aged man in blood was the last to run in.

　　 "What are you doing at the door? Come in!" The mother urged, but the little girl who was walking in the front was unmoved, and only spoke a few seconds later.

　　 "Mom, I seemed to see a red shadow just now, entering the room you usually don't let us in."

　　 "Red Shadow?"

"Well, it feels like wearing a blood suit. When my dad was in a car accident, he was covered with blood and was dragged by the cart a long way? Could it be that he really came back?!" The little daughter stared at the bedroom. She didn't dare to enter the house, she didn't know why, she was sure in her heart that it was her father, but she still felt fear and anxiety.

　　 "Should we take a look in the bedroom?" the eldest daughter suggested.

"No, it's not time yet. It's going to fall short of going in now." Mother shook her head and refused. She closed the security door and entered the house: "We can live as usual. Don't make a fuss just because your father comes back. Don't be disturbed anymore. he."

　　 said with ease, but knowing that there are ghosts in the house, and wanting to be the same as before is really difficult.

　　 The two daughters agreed on the surface, but after entering the house they still swept to the bedroom door intentionally or unintentionally.

"Go back to your room and sleep. The ceremony said that when your father just came back, he would only show up when we were resting and sleeping. He will show up slowly when we are familiar. Then you will know if he is back. "The mother held a wooden idol in her arms and looked very shabby, but she regarded the idol as a treasure.

"After a busy night, I was really tired. Then I will go back to sleep." The eldest daughter went to her room to sleep, and the younger daughter went to take a bath. The woman sneaked into the little girl’s room. When she came out again, she held her hand There is no such idol anymore.

　　 After the little daughter took a bath and went back to bed, the mother seemed to have gone to rest too. The living room light was turned off, there was no sound outside, and there was dead silence.

　　 "Shall we go out now? This family seems to be abnormal." The middle-aged man in blood murmured.

　　 "Wait." Han Fei didn't expect that he would enter the room where Zhuang Ren's family was. He wanted to find out the state of Zhuang Ren's family.

　　 It was Zhuang Ren's family who had died, but they thought it was Zhuang Ren who had died, and they were still holding a soul-calling ceremony in the deep world.

　　 What made Han Fei more alert was the photo of Zhuangren, which was called a living sacrifice, and Han Fei felt that there must be some connection.

　　 About half an hour later, a bedroom door was pushed open, and a very light footstep slowly approached the bedroom where Han Fei was.

　　 Just when everyone's heart slowly raised ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the light in the living room was suddenly turned on.

"Zhuang Qing, I knew it was you. What do you want to do in your father's room?" Mother's voice sounded in the corner of the living room. She never returned to her room, but stayed in the living room: "The tape on the closet is Did you get it? You also stole the key to the soul lock, right?"

　　 There was a hint of anger in the mother's voice: "I really don't understand, your father loved you so much before he was alive, why did you resist him so much when he came back, and keep doing all this destruction!"

　　 "I..." The eldest daughter bit her lip, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, as if she was about to destroy the closet.

　　 "Tell me why!" Mother tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart.

　　 "Mom, don't believe what the people in the building said. I feel that there is a problem with this soul-calling ritual...!" The eldest daughter still told her secret.

"has a problem?"

"I've been having a dream, dreaming that we keep repeating the spirit-calling rituals. We have actually experienced many times on this day, but the spirit-calling has never been successful." Zhuang Qing looked at her mother and hesitated for a long time before speaking Said.

"Just because of your dream? Don't let your father come back to reunite with us?" Mother was a little disappointed in Zhuang Qing: "Do you know what family is? Even if there is only one percent hope, I will go all out to get him back. Because he is your father and my love."