My Healing Game

The gray mist in the dead building community carried a heavy will of death back into the fourth building, and the windows healed far less quickly than the evil spirits destroyed.

The residents in the building have never seen such a situation before, and there have been ghosts and ghasts fighting in the building before, just like the jumper and the female anchor fought, but they never went to the building itself even if the trouble was no matter how fierce it was.

A collapsed building is not good for anyone. Everyone is fighting, not suicide.

But this new wandering soul is different. It regards the rules of the dead building as nothing, and comes up as a way of playing with the same death, and even if he is dead, he still wants to bring everyone in the building to the funeral!

This harsh style directly convinced the male student of what Han Fei said, and it is estimated that only such a terrifying person can do the things Han Fei said before.

The madness and hysteria displayed by the evil spirits are far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and many ghosts can't understand them.

The friends in the original owner’s mutual aid group didn’t take Han Fei’s words seriously, and some people went out to check it out, until the glass windows shattered and the endless murderous singing sounded in everyone’s ears. , They panicked!

Standing next to the window, Han Fei watched the big battle of evil spirits, and now he began to worry about how to control the opponent.

The gray fog of the entire community began to concentrate in Building No. 4, and the window seemed to be a deep ocean, and the singing sound was like a giant sea monster hidden in the dark, constantly hitting the building.

"When the butterfly comes back, it is estimated that it will find itself directly orphaned."

Han Fei was not joking, his singing keenly discovered that there was a force in the dead building cooperating with him. This unspeakable existence concentrated on attacking the place where the gray mist had poured in, and wanted to follow the gray mist into the dead building.

It has a good idea, but it just can't break through the last layer of defense.

The unspeakable existence has been spent several nights outside the dead building. The murderous intent and the inexhaustible anger in its heart against Han Fei has completely boiled. It has decided to completely destroy this community and let its own curse fill every time. A piece of land.

The singing became stern, as if crying blood!

The sorrow and joy in the building was instantly suppressed, and a huge shadow faintly appeared in the gray fog. It seemed to be an unspeakable song, and its entire body was squeezed into the dead building!

It can't be said that it is even more terrifying than hatred. When it breaks through with all its strength, it is difficult to stop the dead building, and there is a spirit of evil inside and outside.

The whole building was crumbling, and very fine cracks appeared on the walls. It seemed that when the collapse would happen in the next second, the gray mist suddenly appeared from the bottom of the dead building several times before!

The meaning of death contained in these mists became even more intense, and it was about to turn black.

Ordinary people, let alone entering the black fog, just look at the fog, they will be affected by the killing intent, and they will be confused.

The gray mist gushing from the bottom of the dead building is like the tide of the earth, trying to stop the singing, even with the cooperation of the evil soul, it seems that the singing cannot enter the dead building in a short time.

"Why is there so much death under the death building? Is there a big grave under the death building? Whose body will be buried?" Han Fei was shocked by his own thoughts, even ordinary corpse pits could gather together. Death, it is difficult to produce such a pure intention to die. He suspects that what is buried under the death building is not a pile of corpses, but a "special" corpse.

"Could it be Fu Sheng's corpse?"

Han Fei couldn't be sure, he only knew that the secret of the dead building was hidden underground.

"Maybe I can take this opportunity and take the elevator to the underground to have a look."

The sound of glass shattering continued to sound, and the old ghost affected by the evil soul became the most terrifying and cunning existence in the dead building.

"Let's hide first. At this speed, your ghast will probably enter this room soon." The male student stared at Han Fei's community security uniform and touched the crack on the wall. He found that he really had a smaller structure. At first, he was worried that Han Fei might kill all the owners of the community, but now he realized that they were planning to destroy the buildings together!

"It's probably impossible to hide from hiding. He is close to me, and I can definitely feel my existence." Han Fei took a very sincere look at the male student: "Classmate, you are fighting against the old ghost on the 23rd floor. How much is it? The odds?"

"There is no chance of winning, nothing at all." The male student was really scared. He knew the man in front of him for less than half an hour, and now he has reached the point of life and death.

"Then you should run away with me, take Laisheng and Yinghuo, and we will go underground." Han Fei didn't make this decision right away, because Laisheng's father is a soul chaser himself, so he should be right. Understand better underground.

While Han Fei was discussing countermeasures with the male student, the sound of the broken glass suddenly stopped.

"It seems to be parked on the 13th floor? Is there a terrible ghost living there?" The evil spirit will not smash all the glass in all the rooms on each floor. Strive to tear the dead building into the largest gap in the shortest time.

"No?" The male student was a little puzzled: "Then we don't have to leave?"

"Don't put your life in the hands of others, you will go downstairs with me first." Han Fei and the male student walked out of the room with Firefly and Laisheng. At this time, the funeral team could no longer take care of them.

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"It's over, it's over, the sound of glass cracking will soon reach our level! This time we are really dead!"

On the thirteenth floor, in room 4134, two men and one woman huddled behind the sofa. They were the woman rescued by Han Fei in the cabinet world, Feng Ziyu's hapless neighbor, and the dead building security guard called the Oiran.

"I can't hide past the first day of the first year, but not the fifteenth. I didn't think I would still die in this ghost place!" Feng Ziyu's neighbor is a fat uncle. When the butterfly caught Feng Ziyu, he ran to Feng because of the noise. The place where Ziyu lived was thrown into the cabinet world by the butterfly as trash.

"Men have tears and don't flick them lightly, why are you a big man crying every day, so annoying!" The oiran was wearing the only clean security uniform, fully armed, and holding a bright flashlight and a rubber baton.

"Should we run away?" The middle-aged uncle got up from the ground.

"Bai Si-nian said, let us wait for him here." The woman who had been silent finally said: "He will come back. He also said to help me find the lost child. Do you think the laughter and laughter outside Is Bai Si-nian a bit similar?"

Both the oiran and the middle-aged uncle were so panicked that they didn't listen carefully to what the woman said.

The woman didn't speak any more, she kept looking at the photos in the palm of her palm. In the photo was her son, cute and innocent, wearing a bear pajamas.

"Be quiet, both of you! It seems that something is coming!" The guard oiran was very nervous. He stared out of the window. The fourteenth floor window above his head had been smashed, and the whistling wind poured directly into the building.

"It's our turn..."

Strange sounds sounded in the corridor, as if countless hands and feet were crawling on the ceiling at the same time. The most terrifying thing was that the sound suddenly stopped when passing through Room 4134!

The three survivors looked at each other with horror in their eyes. They dared not make any noises, praying for the things outside the door to leave quickly.

Perhaps a certain evil **** heard their wish, and after a few seconds of calm, dense black bloodshots began to appear on the anti-theft door, and the smelly black blood penetrated into the room along the crack of the door.

"Boom!"

The locked door was brutally smashed open, and there was crazy laughter outside the door.

Heads stretched out from their backs, two blood-stained arms smashed through the door, slender fingers were like vipers with eyes, countless curses swept away the security uniforms piled up in the living room, and went straight to the back of the sofa. .

There is a huge disparity in strength, and the three people in room 4134 are not even qualified to hide in front of the old ghost.

The majestic and exaggerated Yin Qi was directly pressed, and the three people behind the sofa probably did not realize the pain caused by the curse, they would be crushed to pieces and their souls scattered.

"You two jump out of the window! Follow the pipe to the other floors!" The oiran behaved very righteously at this time, holding the baton and blocking the woman.

The middle-aged uncle and the woman ran backwards, but they couldn't open the window containing the seal and death curse in the death building.

"There must be a special reason for such a weak ghost to survive." A face on the old ghost's back opened his eyes. That face looked almost the same as Han Fei, except that the eyebrows were full of lingering. The evil spirit, the corners of his mouth were soaked with madness.

The evil spirit is very clever. He saw that there was something hidden in the oiran. He didn't use the Yin Qi to crush the opponent at will, but wanted to get the death curse from the old ghost into the opponent's body.

It is a good thing to succeed, and there is no loss to yourself if you do not succeed.

The death curse dragged the oiran behind him like a rope, and the oiran also saw the faces on the old ghost's spine.

"It's you! Bai miss!"

When the oiran was about to faint, he suddenly saw Han Fei's face. He couldn't believe it was true!

"Fuck! You have grown so old after a few nights!"

The evil spirit swept the oiran with evil eyes, and he instantly realized one thing: "I had some accidents in the process of merging with my family. I forgot some memories. Do you know me before?"

Talking to people and talking nonsense to people, whether Han Fei is a ghost or a ghost, he can always say the right things.

"Of course you know! Your name is Bai Si-nian. You are the new security guard from the dead building. You brought both of them." Oiran was relieved. He really didn't expect that he could survive this situation. It's really hard: "Bai Si-nian is back, don't run away in a hurry for you two."

That woman is a little better. After all, she has survived in the wardrobe world for a long time. The middle-aged uncle hides behind the woman. His legs are shaking, and he can't even look at the monster in front of him.

"Do you know me?" The voice of the evil soul was full of killing intent, and few people dared to lie to such a voice.

"We were all saved by you. You are a particularly good person."

"Good guy? Me?" The evil spirit is more evil on his face: "It is indeed the same as I thought, no wonder when I want to put the big ghost outside, there will be fluctuations in my heart, and there will be a slight sense of resistance. It turns out I am a good person. But shouldn't a good person go to heaven? Why did I go to hell?"

"You helped us get rid of the danger, and you also helped me find the lost child in the building. In fact, you have become like this, and I blame the two of us for being too useless." The woman looked at the monster in front of her, and she was very self-blame and painful.

"I smell pain in you, are you sorry for me?" The evil spirit grabbed the woman's body with the old ghost's arm and placed it in front of him.

He smelled the scent of the soul at the tip of his nose, and he looked at the woman’s face close at hand: "Tell me my character, my past, and everything I have said to you! Maybe I, who became a monster, may find me back The previous self."

The woman's body was constrained by the curse. She looked at the evil and handsome face of the Evil Soul, and did not dare to conceal the slightest amount of information. She said exactly how good Han Fei is.

"A good man went to hell? Is it fair?" The evil spirit lifted an arm of the old ghost and locked the three of them on their backs, and then rushed towards the room window with a grinning smile: "I'm in a hurry, talking while walking, Don't stop, keep talking!"

He concentrated all his yin qi on the window glass, only in this way could he smash the glass and condense the unknowingly many years of death.

After the thirteenth-story window glass shattered, the gray fog erupted again downstairs, and the black fog was drawn out and began to rush towards the singing.

"Old guy, the grave you mentioned has been aroused, and the death in the grave is now entangled with the singing outside. There shouldn't be time to take care of us, right?"

The gray-black mist drifted into Room 4134, and the Evil Soul opened his arms without dodge or dodge.

"Since we have to fight for fairness on our own, what is the meaning of the rules? Don't worry, I will smash all the chains on our bodies. If anyone stops me, I will smash them together."

The cold voice caused the temperature in the house to drop suddenly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the frantic laughter, the old ghost left room 4134, took the three people, and quickly crawled on the wall.

A crippling whistle came from the Evil Soul's mouth, and he felt the position of the song and quickly came to the first floor.

The window at the corner of the corridor on the first floor was the place farthest from the singing. At this time, all the death in the dead building rushed to the singing, and the evil spirits tried their best to finally create an opportunity.

"Old guy, your family has been carrying a death curse for generations, and you will definitely come back here after death. Do you really want your little grandson to live like this?" The evil spirit looked at the wooden windows on the corner of the corridor: "Yours The younger generations have all gotten into your back, and your spine is propped up against the heads of the offspring. This bad day should be over."

Death words appeared on his skinny chain-like arms, and bloodshot began to appear in the old ghost's muddy eyes.

"My appearance is accidental and inevitable! I can feel your anger and hatred that you have suppressed for countless years, and blend with me perfectly. Instead of being kept as a pig and dog, it is better to take advantage of this excellent opportunity Fight once!"

The old ghost's hand grabbed the wooden board on the window, and the hatred deep in his heart was completely ignited by the evil spirit.