My Healing Game

Han Fei did not know the layout of the post as the head of the building, and he would not completely trust Fu Sheng.

　　The reason is very simple. Han Fei chose a different path from Fu Sheng after obtaining the black box.

　　 Fu Sheng wants to completely destroy the deep world and seal everything out of reality, while Han Fei wants to destroy what should be destroyed and redeem what should be redeemed.

　　 If Fu Sheng considers the problem entirely from the perspective of self, then Han Fei considers it from the perspective of fairness.

　　 Han Fei, who was in an unconscious state at the time, followed instinct and opened the different sides of the black box. While releasing the devil, he also embraced hope.

　　 No one has ever dared to be like Han Fei. No one has this courage as the head of the building.

　　 It is also because of the choice made by Han Fei that he and Fu Sheng are no longer the same people. Perhaps Fu Sheng will try to guide Han Fei now, but at some point in the future, they will also have differences.

　　 That kind of disagreement is not something anyone can persuade. Everyone is betting on life and the future, and it's hard to look back.

　　 Han Fei re-wrapped his hair with pieces of paper, and now he dare not go back to room 4144 immediately. Fu Sheng's memory is divided into countless fragments. Although the memory fragments in the dead building and the memory fragments of the happy community originated from the same person, because of the different emotions contained within, the individual personalities formed by the memory fragments may be different.

　　 A person will have a dark side more or less, let alone a person like Fu Sheng who is selected by a black box, the darkness in his heart may be more terrifying than a butterfly.

　　 "Leave the 14th floor first."

　　 Han Fei carried the middle-aged man into the corridor, but the woman stopped there.

　　 "Did you find anything?"

　　 "Or take the elevator, I always feel that we will die if we get down here." The woman grabbed the fruit knife in her hand tightly: "I'm instinctive."

　　 There is a faint light coming from the dark corridor. At first glance, it is very ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the light seems to be closer.

　　 It seemed that it was not a light at all, but a pair of huge cold eyes.

　　Han Fei has no time to hesitate now. All the rooms on the 14th floor have two 4s on their door numbers. This floor is completely a ghost den.

　　 Just looking at the paper money in that place, Han Fei's scalp numb, and the owners of all the rooms on this floor seem to be calling for souls.

　　 When the "light" approached slowly downstairs, Han Fei came to the 13th floor with the middle-aged man on his back: "Hide here first, the 14th floor is too dangerous."

　　 Han Fei quietly closed the security door, letting the middle-aged man and woman hide behind the door, and he entered the corridor alone.

The thirteenth floor is a little normal, but paper money is still scattered on the promenade. Every household has red couplets, but the black characters on the couplets are all curses. Their security doors are also smeared with various things and broken. The red lines and mirror fragments and so on.

　　 Soon, Han Fei came to the door of room 4134. Before he could turn his head, there was a cold breath in his ear!

　　 suddenly turned around!

　　 Han Fei saw a security uniform painted in black and red on the door of room 4134. There was a big hole in the chest and abdomen of the uniform, which seemed to be torn open by hand.

　　 He took a half step back, the security uniform that had been pasted on the door slowly slipped off, and then the door panel opened a thin slit, and a man's voice came from it.

　　 "It's coming to Huihunye, there can be no one in the corridor, you come in quickly."

　　 "Huihunye?" Han Fei discovered that the person used "you" instead of "you", and the other party didn't seem to know the existence of women and middle-aged men.

"It's not clear in a few words. In short, if you don't want to die, just come in." The man's voice is serious, and constantly urges: "If I didn't see you wearing a security uniform, I won't save you. Hurry up! Big risk!"

　　 Han Fei is an acting master himself. He cannot directly tell whether the other party is lying, but he can hear whether the other party deliberately acted.

　　 "I still have two friends, right at the door, can take them..."

　　 "Is it also a security guard? There are three security guards still alive this time? Come here soon!" The man said with doubts, but decided to take Han Fei in.

After a while, Han Fei brought two other people over and saw that the middle-aged man and woman had no security uniforms. The person in the house immediately prepared to regret it. However, Han Fei's hands were too fast. When he wanted to close the door, Han Fei was already stuck. Door panels.

　　 "Are you looking for death?" The man gritted his teeth: "I knew they were not security guards, I wouldn't even save you!"

　　 said viciously, the man still opened the door.

　　 The three of them entered the house, and when they closed the door, heavy footsteps came from the safe passage outside.

　　 "Shhh." The man in the room made a silent gesture, and he stood at the door. Everyone didn't dare to move, just opened their eyes and looked at him.

The owner of room 4134 is wearing a clean security uniform, but the uniform is not suitable. What makes Han Fei feel strange is that there are still a large number of security uniforms piled up in the room. Some of them are broken and some are directly. Torn apart.

　　 Except for the one on the owner, it is almost impossible to find a complete uniform.

　　 When the footsteps disappeared completely, the owner of the house breathed a sigh of relief. He looked like he was escaping from the dead: "If I hadn't saved you, the three of you would have died just now!"

　　 "What is the sound of footsteps?"

　　 "Don't worry about what it is, and don't be curious. Curiosity killed the cat." The owner said in a low voice: "The three of you owe me a life. You can remember it for me."

　　 "Why do I owe you my life?" The middle-aged man was dressed in blood, at least he looked terrifying.

　　 "Believe it or not, I will throw you out now? I didn't intend to save you." When the owner of the house was talking, his eyes would always float towards Han Fei, he was looking at Han Fei's security uniform.

"You seem to be very interested in the uniform on my body? There are security uniforms everywhere in this room, do you have a habit of collecting this stuff?" Han Fei was very polite. He was thinking if there was a conflict. , I can have some chances of winning.

　　 "I don't have a habit of collecting clothes. I am also the security guard in this building." The man took out his work permit from his uniform, and his name was Oiran.

"Don't laugh at my name, my surname is Hua. My parents have no culture, so they asked a fortune teller. He named me Kui, saying that it means the chief. It can increase my longevity. My parents think The meaning is very good, and then I named me Oiran."

　　 "The big man is called the Oiran?" The middle-aged man was holding his back wound, feeling as if he couldn't stand up with a smile.

　　 Unlike middle-aged men, Han Fei thinks that fortune teller really has some skills.

All the security guards in the building are flower pots used by butterflies to cultivate pupas. Only those who can bloom the most beautiful "flowers" will be kept until the end. In this sense, the male security guard is called an oiran. Suitable.

　　 "Oiran, how long have you worked here?" Han Fei asked casually.

"Don't call me bluntly, I am your savior, and we are not familiar enough to call it by name." The man was a little annoyed, but soon his anger dissipated again, looking at Han Fei and the others. There was also a trace of complex emotions in his eyes, and it felt like he was looking at a dead person.

　　 "Brother Kui, have you saved a lot of security guards like me?" Han Fei changed the words and tone of his speech. He used master-level acting skills, and every word he said made the oiran feel friendly and natural.

"It's pretty easy for you to shout like that." The man motioned to Han Fei to enter the house. He did not dare to turn on the light. After tightening the curtains, he lit a candle: "The people in this building are crazy, I am fourteen. The security guards who entered this building a few days ago have been taken away by the residents in the building."

"bought?"

"Yes, no one to live, no corpse to die." The man said in a low voice: "They hold a special ceremony every four days. They call it Huihunye, and the whole building will be crazy, as if the dead will also do it. When I came back that day, that night would be the scariest night in the building anyway! If you hadn't found this room, you wouldn't have seen me."

　　 "Did any new security come in while you were escaping?"

　　 "Yes, as long as I see them, I will try my best to save them. Unfortunately, most of the time I can't save them. At most, I can only bring their uniforms back to this safe room for storage."

　　 What the man said was rigorous, and he himself believed very much what he said, but Han Fei didn't believe it.

　　 It's not that the man deceived him, but that his memory may only be fourteen days old.

　　 There are unclear uniforms piled up in this room. The man said that only a few of them were picked up by him. In fact, Han Fei felt that all the uniforms were picked up by him, but he didn't remember it.

　　 The security that came in each round was dead, and the flower pots of the same period grew skewed flowers, and only the oiran would survive forever.

　　 In other words, the man survived, not because of his luck, nor because of the safety of the 4134 room, but simply because he best met some of Butterfly's requirements.

　　 If you meet someone more suitable than him, the butterfly will kill him without hesitation.

　　 "Why do I listen... I feel that this building is more dangerous than the closet?" The middle-aged man ran out of the closet hopefully, and what greeted him was not reality, but a more desperate abyss.

　　 "You'd better find a way to leave tonight, and tomorrow night is Soul Soul Night again. After midnight, you can't even run if you want to..."

Before the words of the oiran were finished, sorrow and joy suddenly sounded in the building. Hearing this sound, the oiran changed his face directly; "It's not quite right. I used to have this voice only when the night of soul-returning began. In the middle of the night is the most dangerous and terrifying soul recovery."

　　 "Are you in advance?"

　　 "I'm not sure, either!" Oiran was nervous, and he was very impatient now.

"The law of Huihunye should not be held every four days. It should be held on the 4th of every month and April 4th every year, and April 4th should be the most terrifying day." Han Fei remembered that he was in Zhuang. The wall calendar that Qing's family saw, and the date circled on it, tomorrow was April 4th, and Huihunye hadn't really arrived yet, and some things had already begun to emerge.

"Hunhunye every four days is not a real Huihunye, it's just a little trouble. The real Huihunye should be on April 4th of the year, that is, the ghost and the female anchor died at the same time. That day." Han Fei has always been curious about this day. The dead that day are definitely not only the jumping ghost and the female anchor: "Why did the butterfly concentrate everyone on that day to kill? Is it trying to use everyone's grievances to help it break through a certain Kind of restraint?"

　　Sorrow and music sounded inside the building, and it was impossible to tell which floor it was on, but unlike the others, Han Fei also heard the sound of singing in the sorrow and music. The unspeakable existence was just outside the building. It could not enter the building, and now it seemed to be looking for Han Fei layer by layer.

　　 "Return to the soul night, will the real body of the butterfly also appear on this day?"

　　 Han Fei is also very tired now, but he dare not quit the game, he is afraid that after he leaves, he will go online next time to face the most terrifying Huihunye.

　　 "Zhuang Wen also ran into Building 4, but why is there no movement in the building? With her crazy state, she must do something!"

　　 "There are two 4s in the house number of the jumper's own room. Now Zhuang Wen has merged all the pieces, and her strength has soared. Now it should be between two fours and three fours."

　　Han Fei quickly made a plan for himself. The first task was to find Zhuang Wen, and then to find Feng Ziyu. He had to complete a goal before quitting the game.

　　 "You two stay in this room, I'll go and take a look outside." Han Fei has a passive and professional talent. It is really difficult for ordinary building owners to catch up with him.

　　 quietly left room 4134, Han Fei found that the atmosphere outside was different from before.

When the sorrow and music sounded, the paper money in the corridor was blown by the wind, and the piercing sound of nail scratching appeared vaguely on the security doors with red couplets~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you get closer, you will find that, It was not an illusion at all, the security door was slightly twisted, as if it was under tremendous pressure.

　　 Putting away the landlord’s ring, Han Fei worried that the thing would split when he encountered hatred. Destroying things is a trivial matter, but exposing one's position is a major matter.

　　He tried to communicate with Dagui, hoping Dagui could help him warn him.

Da Nie in his arm agreed very decisively, which made Han Fei a little worried. He was not sure if Da Nie understood what he meant. If Da Nie patronizes with excitement, maybe the ghost will bite Han Fei’s head. It will send out a reminder.

　　 After all, the danger in Da Nie's eyes is different from the danger in the eyes of normal people. It just hopes that Han Fei is in a state of checkmate.

　　 "The architectural layout of Building No. 4 is similar to that of Building 1. When Han Fei walked to the middle of the corridor, he saw an old-fashioned elevator. He hadn't used any elevator in Building 1.

　　 There are various graffiti on the silver-gray elevator doors. Those graffiti vaguely form a human face. If you stare at it for a long time, it seems that you will be sucked into the elevator.

　　 "Stay away from this thing."

　　 Han Fei was about to leave, the number on the elevator display suddenly changed, and someone seemed to be coming by in the elevator.

　　 The sorrow and joy in his ear gradually became clear, Han Fei glanced at the elevator display for the last time, and then hurried into the safe passage.