My Healing Game

Walking out of the bedroom where the photographs were stored, Han Fei still had some confusion in his mind, but those questions should be answered after he actually met the parents of the child.

Han Fei remembered that when prompted by the system just now, the subject used was them. From this point of view, Laisheng's parents should still be in Room 4064.

When he came to the living room, Han Fei looked at the room with many mirrors, and walked towards the bedroom where the boy's mother slept.

"Don't wake up mother." The boy ran to Han Fei and stopped Han Fei again. This child is not very old, but he is very stubborn. He may have been planted with obsessions since he was a child. . If no one takes care of it and guides it correctly, then the seeds of obsession might produce very scary things.

"Actually, I came to your house just to look for what I lost. Don't worry, I have absolutely no malice, and I will not wake your mother." Han Fei squatted down, his voice was unusually gentle: "I just opened the door to take a look, if I If the person you are looking for is not in the house, then I will leave immediately."

Seeing the boy still stopped in front of him, the smile on Han Fei's face slowly revealed a trace of sadness.

His acting skills are just right, neither hypocritical nor artificial, just to make the boy feel the pain behind his smile: "You have been waiting for your father, and I have been waiting for my child, you should be able to understand the miss What kind of feeling is it? It's like swallowing a piece of ice, then covering the heat with your heart and mouth, and finally shed hot tears."

Hearing Han Fei's words, the boy's extended arms slowly lowered: "Your child has also gone far away?"

Taking a breath, Han Fei still had that gentle smile on his face, but anyone could see that there was a gritted soul behind that smile.

"Tonight is the night of Huihunye, and my child is back, but I found that he seems to have lost his way." Han Fei is an adult man, but the helplessness of an adult man is more moving.

"You came into my house to find your own child?" The boy felt empathetic. His father and Han Fei were similar in age. If he was lost, his father would definitely try his best to find him like Han Fei.

The boy's mouth tightened. The boy thought for a long time, but he was not blocking Han Fei: "Then don't make a sound to wake my mother. She has prepared for this day's soul-calling for a full year. If we cause our father to not come back, she It will definitely be very angry and sad."

The boy is very kind, he has many qualities that are extremely rare in the dead building.

He seemed to be worried about Han Fei. He sneaked into the bedroom where his mother slept, then grabbed the doorknob and turned it a little bit with the lightest movement.

Han Fei's heart was also raised, and finally he was about to face the real owner of 4064. He hoped that the ten-point friendliness he had just increased would come in handy.

Laisheng and Han Fei were both staring at the doorknob, but when the door was about to open, there was a knock on the door in the living room!

The voice shocked Han Fei.

The boy quickly let go of his hand, his pale face also had a hint of excitement, and he whispered: "Is my father back?!"

He didn't even care about opening the door handle, he pulled Han Fei and hid behind the sofa.

The knock on the door was not loud, mainly because the room was too quiet, so I heard it very clearly.

"Does your father usually knock on the door like this?" After a few seconds, Han Fei noticed something was wrong. The knock on the door started to knock with his fingers, and slowly turned into the palm of his hand. Bleeding, patted on the door as if a layer of leather was directly on the outside of the door panel.

"No, Dad seldom knocks at the door. He always just said open the door, I'm off work, and I'm home."

"Then this may not be your father, and the soul-calling will also bring in other things."

"Is it the same as you?"

"No, I didn't invite souls, I just work in this building." Han Fei let the little boy hide behind him, and he slowly approached the living room door: "Keeping it knocking down like this may attract other things. ."

Han Fei walked to the door and looked out on the cat's eye. Outside the door panel, he looked at a man with his head down and wearing a red suit!

"Soul chaser?" Han Fei had seen many weird people in red in the dead building game, and had taken the same elevator with them.

"Let me see too." The boy's face was full of expectation.

Holding the boy next to the cat's eye, Laisheng watched for a long time, and finally the anticipation on his face turned into fear: "That's not my father!"

"Are you sure? He lowered his head, and you can't see his face again."

"OK." The boy focused his head.

"Then we don't open the door for him, let's hide in the living room first." Han Feizheng said, knocking on the door suddenly stopped.

"Is that man gone?"

"Let me see again." The knock on the door did stop, but there were other very subtle sounds outside the door. Han Fei lay on the door panel and looked out the door through the cat's eyes.

The man in the red clothes is indeed gone, but you can clearly see that there is a pair of shoe prints in the ashes of the paper money on the ground, and the bowl of white rice has also been turned over. I don’t know whether it was dripped with blood or something else. Look. A piece of red.

"It seems to be gone." Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He is now very resistant to the soul chaser. Those guys seem to have lost their humanity and are completely dominated by the dead building.

Turning around, Han Feizheng wanted to take the boy to the living room. He suddenly found the boy raised his head to an exaggerated angle and stared at the ceiling of the door.

"Over your head? Soul Ladder!"

Han Fei immediately realized something. He looked over his head. A man covered in blood was crawling out of the dark window at the top of the door, sticking to the ceiling like a huge gecko!

He was torn apart, his face full of death curses was staring at Han Fei and Laisheng, his mouth opened, and a **** tongue stretched directly to Laisheng's neck!

"Go back to the bedroom!"

Han Fei pushed the boy away, he picked up the resurrection knife and slashed upwards!

The bright blade directly cut off the tongue of the man in red, without a trace of obstruction, and the whole process was in the blink of an eye.

The long tongue that fell to the ground bends and twists like a loach~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The curse-filled face of the man in red slowly twisted and looked at Han Fei.

He didn't seem to have thought that his tongue would be cut off so easily by a knife. Moreover, even the death curse couldn't be repaired in the place that was slashed by the death knife.

Taking advantage of the time when the man in red was stunned, Han Fei immediately rushed into the living room holding the boy.

"Go to your mother and tell her that you have recruited other things! Someone ran into your house!"

The boy was full of anticipation and wanted to see his father for the first time, but he didn't see him, but saw a red monster.

He didn't pay attention to the soul-calling ceremony at this time, and hurried to the bedroom, but no matter how he twisted the door handle, he could not open the bedroom door.

In order to buy time for the little boy, Han Fei stopped between the boy and the man in red. The hideous ghost patterns on his body slowly exuded a yin, and a huge Nine Life Monster Cat appeared on his back.

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