My Healing Game

The death curse engulfed the young couple, and the man picked up his wife in the shadow of the entire room. He did not approach Laisheng again, but glanced at the sleeping child from a distance.

The one-eyed one who had maintained his sense was reluctant to give up, but he had no other choice.

Dressed in blood, he slowly bowed towards Han Fei. When he saw Han Fei picking up Laisheng on the sofa, his eyes flowed with gratitude.

The two men didn't communicate more. One picked up his wife, dragged all the shadows in the house towards the mirror, and the other picked up Laisheng and walked towards the darkness outside the house.

The separation is faster than imagined.

When the door closed, Han Fei could feel the body of the child in his arms trembling at the moment the door closed.

He glanced down, the child's face was full of tears, not knowing whether it was because of a dream of separation or because he was not completely asleep.

"I will bring you back to reality, and I will save your parents so that you can have a chance to reunite. Of course, the premise of all this is that I can become the new manager of the dead building."

Tears slid down Laisheng's face, his hands were tightly gripped, like a kitten shrank in a corner on a rainy day.

The door of room 4064 had been closed, Han Fei hadn't stayed here for too long, he had to find his lost soul before the arrival at 4:44.

"I remember all the three souls ran upstairs, and then I will start to check from the seventh floor."

There are so many rooms in the dead building. On the night of returning to the soul, visiting from house to house is no different from suicide.

"Why don't you go to room 4144 first? Before Butterfly came back, I quickly let Zhuang Ren meet his family, and after his family was willing to help me, I would use the soul-returning talent to send Zhuang Ren back."

Recalling the soul is Han Fei's trump card, and regaining the soul is his biggest secret. This ability is also his confidence to recruit Zhuang Ren into the deep world.

Han Fei's idea is very good, and he can kill two birds with one stone. It not only fulfilled Zhuang Ren's long-term wish, but also gave himself a few more helpers. But if he really wanted to do so, Han Fei hesitated again. With Butterfly's insidious cunning, it would definitely play tricks in Room 4144, and Zhuang Ren's family might have been turned into monsters.

After seeing the tragic situation of Laisheng's mother, Han Fei doubted that when Zhuang Ren saw his family in person, it was when his family truly turned into monsters and lost their souls.

All the death curses in the death building have a trigger condition. Han Fei was not prepared to act rashly until he figured out the death curses on Zhuang Ren's family.

Pushing open the security door, Han Fei left the sixth floor. When he stepped onto the seventh floor steps, the sleepy boy's eyelids slowly blinked, as if he was about to wake up.

Seeing Laisheng like this, Han Fei also understood the silent love of Laisheng's father.

With the ability of Laisheng's father, 4064, the homeowner, he has several ways to make Laisheng fall into a complete lethargy, but he didn't do that. He believes in his child, so he can let Laisheng hear or feel the difference in half asleep and half awake.

He doesn't want his children to avoid and be immersed in grief forever. He wants his children to face the pain, at least to learn to face it.

"Actually, I am quite envious of you. Your mother is so gentle and planned everything for you. Although your father doesn't like to talk, he silently guards you in another way." Laisheng's father did not follow. But Han Fei had an inexplicable feeling. As long as Laisheng was in danger in the death building, his father would definitely be there in the shortest time. Maybe the other party was standing silently in the shadows now, looking at them.

"My childhood was very happy, probably..."

Entering the seventh floor, Han Fei scanned the paper money ashes on the ground. If the soul was recruited into a certain room, their footprints would definitely be left in the ashes on the ground.

The sorrows and joys in the building are like yin gods chasing their lives. As long as Han Fei stays in the corridor for too long, they will move towards Han Fei.

In order to prevent being chased by the paper man again, Han Fei moved very quickly.

He was going to look at it roughly, if there were no footprints at the door of all the rooms, then he would think of another way.

Seventh floor, eighth floor...

When Han Fei ran to the ninth floor, he suddenly found that this floor was different from the other floors.

Before rushing for his life, it was the first time he entered the corridor carefully to observe.

Although every household still posted blood-red couplets, and there were braziers and paper money at the door, the corridors were very clean, the paper money was in the brazier, and there was no dust on the ground, as if someone was cleaning the corridor every day.

"There should be no cleaners in the dead building? There are only a group of professional ghosts hiding corpses."

In addition to these things, Han Fei also saw some hand-painted paintings on the walls, including green trees, sunshine, children playing, adults with smiles on their faces, and of course slogans on fire prevention and theft.

In the eerie death building, the paintings on the walls seemed a little out of place. Even if Han Fei looked at it from the perspective of a living person, he felt that it would be better if all were replaced with blood red.

"Dare to paint on the walls of the death building? Are you impatient?" Han Fei heard sorrow again, this time from downstairs, he didn't hesitate, and immediately quickened his pace.

Originally, Han Fei had no hope, but when he passed room 4094, he suddenly discovered that there was no brazier at the door of this room. It was very ordinary, just like normal residents in the community.

In places that are absolutely abnormal, the only owner who behaves normally appears unusually conspicuous.

Everyone is calling for souls, so why just don't do anything in this household?

The sound of mourning was getting louder, and the funeral procession of the paper men had already gone upstairs. Han Fei didn't get entangled. He knocked on the door of room 4094 with the idea of ​​a try.

"Is anyone home!"

Knocked continuously, at the eighth time, the door of room 4094 was actually opened, and a young man in pajamas appeared at the door: "What do you want?"

The young man is similar in height and body shape to Han Fei. He is handsome, but his hair is messy, heavier dark circles, and he hasn't fastened his pajamas.

Han Fei stared at the person in front of him, trying to find out strange places on him, such as no shadow, a sharp knife hidden in his hand behind his back, blood stains on the corners of his clothes, etc., but he looked at him for a long time and was very surprised. I found that the other party really seemed to be an ordinary person.

"I think you are familiar. Are you a neighbor in the building? You are holding a child in the middle of the night. Is the child sick? I understand. You are here to ask me if I borrowed the car, right? The child is sick and has to go to the hospital. ?"

Before Han Fei spoke, the man automatically made up a lot of brains: "You wait, I'll change my clothes right away!"

The 4094 young man didn't close the door, turned around and ran into the living room, grabbed a coat casually, put on his clothes and prepared to go out.

"The child is not sick, I have something to look for you." Ai Le was approaching, and Han Fei directly held Laisheng into the house: "Let's go in and talk."

He always felt that the young people in front of him were familiar, which gave him a very special feeling, as if their souls were attracting each other.

When the young man reacted, Han Fei had already entered the house and helped him close the door.

In the middle of the night, a strange man suddenly broke into the house holding a child. This is a normal person who is worried and afraid. I don’t know if it’s because Han Fei is too kind, or because Laisheng looked too pitiful. The 4094 young man didn’t. Chasing them away, they kept asking them what happened.

The young man of 4094 hushed cold and asked Nuan. Now it was Han Fei's turn to be uncomfortable. He was ready to have all kinds of scary ghosts in the room, but he didn't expect that there was only such a "weird" person in the room.

Perhaps in reality, Han Fei would use good people and kind people to address each other, but in the dead building, Han Fei didn't know how young people lived.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and goodwill may be just a gorgeous coat to hide the dirty inside.

Han Fei guarded Laisheng, carefully watching the young man and the room behind him.

The architectural layout of the 4094 is different from that of the 4064. The living room is very spacious and has a large TV. Below the screen is a black TV cabinet, which stores some movie CDs and movie books for collection.

There are many comedy movie posters on the wall facing the TV. Below the poster is a sofa where you can lie down and roll around. There is also a thin quilt and TV remote control thrown on it. The young man seems to be watching a movie late at night, and then directly Asleep on the sofa.

"You seem to like watching comedy movies?" Han Fei suddenly realized one thing. Isn't the structure of the living room in front of him the scene he dreamed of when he was a child?

A very large TV is used to play movies that you star in, a soft sofa that you can lie on and roll, and a large living room where you can walk around at will.

Han Fei has lived in a cramped apartment building for a long time, and he is almost about to forget his previous beautiful imagination.

"I don't like watching movies." To Han Fei's expectation, the young man shook his head directly.

"Then why do you put so many comedy movie posters on your walls?" Han Fei has never heard of those movies, but by looking at the poster style, he knows it is comedy.

The 4094 young man shyly tidyed up his messy hair: "Actually I am a comedian. These are the works I have filmed."

Young people are more shy, especially after mentioning his profession, he is even more unnatural. It seems that he in reality is very different from the one on the screen. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Just sit down, let's sit down and talk." The young man seldom entertained guests. He quickly threw the thin quilt and some clothes aside. When the quilt was lifted, several medicine bottles placed beside the quilt fell to the ground. Among them are insomnia drugs, mood stabilizers, and antidepressants.

Picking up the dropped medicine bottle in a hurry, the young man said embarrassed, then picked up all the medicine and put it into the bedroom.

"What's the situation with your child? Is it serious?" The young man turned off the subject a bit bluntly. At this time, there was another noise in the bedroom, as if he had knocked over something.

When the young man cleaned up the bedroom, Han Fei saw the young man’s mobile phone on the sofa. The screen was on and the screen was not locked. The other party seemed to be playing on the phone just now.

With a hint of curiosity, Han Fei looked at the screen of the phone, and in the search bar was a half-written question—how to leave this without pain...

The question has not been finished yet, and the emergency contact phone number for psychological intervention and treatment has appeared under the search bar, and there is a line behind the phone line-dear, you are not alone or alone, because we are all here.