My Healing Game

The owners of Happiness Community had just left the plastic surgery hospital area with their front feet, and the building they had just stayed in was wrapped in a black curse. The dense and vicious curse was like moss, crawling over the building, eroding all the breath they left behind. .

After dealing with the evil spirit left by the ghost, the weird curse followed closely behind everyone, keeping a distance not far away.

Drilling into the path without lights, and walking through the intricate alleys, if Han Fei hadn't seen the map of the former building manager, he would not have known that there was a passage hidden here.

The owners of the happiness community and the dead building rushed to the road, and the closer they were to the dead building area, the safer they were.

When several people slowly relaxed, Jingshen frowned, and he kept urging everyone to speed up.

Seeing that he was about to enter the dead building area, the mirror **** who was sealed in the mirror suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

The shadows of swift movement stopped in the alley, and they looked forward.

At the exit of the alley, there is an old man's head.

The gray and white hair stuck to his face, the old man's eyes were open, and his eyes were fixed on Han Fei in Xu Qin's arms.

When I saw the old man's head, the faces of all the main businesses in the happy community became weird. They were so familiar with that face. They lived in the same community with the owner of that face for almost ten years!

"Fu Sheng?" Xu Qin opened his blood-smeared lips gently, and said a name in a low voice.

It is worth noting that she did not call the other side's building manager anymore, because in the eyes of all the residents in the happy community, only Han Fei is now eligible to be the building manager.

Eyelids blinked hard, the old man was extremely weak, his eyes felt pitiful.

"Do you know him?" Haha, when he saw the old man's head, he was startled in a cold sweat. He knew that the butterfly had torn the other party into countless pieces in order to prevent the resurrection of the manager of the dead building, and suppressed it into different idols. The old man's head is the aggregation of the consciousness in those idols.

"Don't be attracted by him! Watch behind!" After seeing the old man, Jingshen was completely nervous and sensitive as if he had changed himself. He seemed to know some things that Fu Sheng had experienced in the past, so he had a kind of innate fear of Fu Sheng. .

Hearing the reminder of the mirror god, everyone discovered that the alley behind them had been completely covered by curse, all the light had been swallowed, and a **** figure stood in the deep darkness.

He has no entity, nothingness, and seems to be just a soul-calling song in the world. As long as someone sings this song in the dark night, he will never dissipate.

A faint singing sound rang in everyone's ears, and the source of the singing did not come from behind, but from Han Fei's clothes.

Xu Qin lifted off Han Fei's coat, and an old music box fell to the ground. The words engraved on the box pierced everyone's eyes like the tip of a knife.

"The music box in the black coffin? How did the building manager bring this thing out?"

"The obsession with singing is hidden in the music box, and the soul-calling song it plays contains an unspeakable aura. Han Fei took this thing with him in order to act more like it." Jingshen stared at the head not far away. , He understood everything in an instant, all this seemed to be planned by Fu Sheng.

He left his broken shrine and singing music box, and then left the ancestral hall to take refuge.

As long as Han Fei is greedy and wants to occupy the shrine, or as long as he gets close to the shrine, everything behind will be triggered.

To build a shrine, it must be remembered by more people. He knew that Han Fei would definitely leave the dead building area after establishing the shrine. Even if Han Fei was unwilling to leave, he would be forced to leave by something.

And the map owned by Han Fei was left in the happy community, so Han Fei will pass this little-known "shortcut" from here with a high probability.

Just after escaping from the hands of hate, they encountered an unspeakable singing voice again. Everyone was nervous, they didn't know how much strength the singing voice had restored.

"The manager of the dead building is me, and the manager of the happy community is still me. All the shrines in that area are left by me. Although I am dead, my memory is still engraved in your hearts." The old man opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was almost blown away by the night wind.

What was once aloof is unspeakable, but now there is only an old, wrinkled head.

"You used to want to kill everyone." Jing Shen looked at the head in the distance and said every word.

The old man’s head didn’t refute, he raised his eyes weakly and looked at Han Fei: “Give him to me, you can’t save him. His soul has been ulcerated and damaged. Even if he can recover in the deep world, it’s no longer the original one. He himself."

"The ability of a living person to use the shrine will consume soul and will. You know this from the beginning! You deliberately let him inherit that shrine!" Jing Shen looked at the old man with only indifference in his eyes through the mirror. Fu Sheng has never trusted anyone. In a sense, he is a kind person, but Jingshen doesn't like him.

"I didn't force him to make any choices. All the paths were his own choice, including at the beginning..." The old man's head voice became lower and lower: "I know you want to protect him, but now only I can save him, your only choice is to give him to me."

That head didn't intend to fight everyone, he avoided this option from the beginning of the layout.

No matter how the old man persuaded him, everyone in the happy community had no plans to surrender Han Fei. Seeing everyone so steadfastly guarding Han Fei, the old man's eyes became a little complicated.

"Some of you and I have known each other for almost ten years. Could it be that ten years of getting along with each other can't compare to these months?"

The singing cut off the back road, the old man's head obstructed the front road, and the atmosphere in this little alley that no one knew was solemn.

"Well, I think I already know the answer. Maybe I chose the wrong path from the beginning." A wry smile was barely squeezed out of the old man's face: "You should have discovered that he is a living person, and he has skin. Temperature, his heart has been beating vigorously, he is different from you, no matter how deep the fetters and attachments are, this fact can't be changed."

The old man paused, and after hesitating for a while, he decided to say the following: "He and I actually came from the place where the sun rises. We were fortunate to have seen the look of hope, so we cherished everything there more. I. He will make the decision to kill everyone, also for that little bit of last hope. His soul is not yet complete, and maybe he will make the same decision as me in the future."

"At least for now, he and you are not the same person." Jingshen said coldly: "I don't know how many pieces of your memory are shattered, but if you dare to destroy our last hope, then we must It will destroy all your memory fragments!"

"Did he also promised to help you find a substitute? Why did I promise you back then, but now you don't believe me, but believe him?" The old man's head represents another memory fragment of Fu Sheng, his character and temper. It is not exactly the same as the previous memory fragments.

"Yingyue, who lives on the eighth floor, must still have an impression. You obviously have the ability to help her, but you refuse to use the spirit to harm the living." Jingshen saw Yingyue next to her, and the blind girl lost her eyes. Standing in front of Xu Qin, the little girl protected Han Fei every step of the way.

"Using souls to kill living people and staining blood with their hands, what is the difference between such a person and the malicious ghosts in the deep world?" The old man has his own rules. He tried everything to change the deep world, but in the end he discovered , He tried everything but only managed to keep himself from being changed by the deep world.

"Then you will continue to be your person!" Mirror God slapped the mirror surface, cracks appeared in the mirror, and his anger could be seen, but he could not leave the mirror.

When the negotiation broke down, the old man seemed to have expected this. He looked at Han Fei, who was guarded by the owners, with a trace of worry and deep envy in his eyes.

"I will not do anything to you, and I can assure you that I will never hurt him." The old man's tone slowed down: "I sent him here, and I gave him my shrine. He is My last hope, how could I harm him?"

"His soul and consciousness will be hurt more and more. Have you noticed that his body temperature is decreasing? If you drag it down, he will be left here forever and become a ghost like you." The old man's muddy eyes Looking at everyone: "You don't want your last hope to be ruined, do you? You don't want to see Han Fei fall into the same despair as you do?"

The living people use the abilities granted by the shrine, and their bodies can't bear it. The owners of the happy community and the dead building don't know how to treat Han Fei. There is only one way before them, and that is to believe in Fu Sheng's memory fragments.

These are what Fu Sheng planned. A small piece of his memory can set up the next perfect game. From this we can also see how terrible the complete Fu Sheng was back then.

But even for such a person, he still failed in the end.

Seeing Han Fei's body temperature continued to drop and the soul flower began to wither, everyone could only choose to believe in Fu Sheng.

"I won't do anything to him, I just want him to make a choice." The old man motioned to Xu Qin to take Han Fei into an old house next to him, and then he let everyone leave the room.

Only the head of the old man and the unconscious Han Fei remained in the empty room.

"In fact, there are many things I can't tell them. If there are other options, if there are other hopes, who would be willing to be a lunatic who destroys the world?"

The old man looked at Han Fei who was unconscious, his head touched the back of Han Fei's head.

When this piece of Fu Sheng's memory touched Han Fei, it gradually became illusory. He was using his consciousness to make up for the gap in Han Fei's soul.

"No matter what your choice is this time, I hope you can succeed. I can still help you now, but when you reach a farther place, you may have to face the real darkness."

As the old man's head began to dissipate, Han Fei, who was originally in a coma, opened his eyes, but he was still in a state of unconsciousness, just as he did when he first completed the managerial task. He could only make decisions according to his instinct.

"Well, you can start your second choice!"

A black box was hidden in Han Fei's body. At this time, the black box was exposed in the gap of consciousness. After Fu Sheng called it out, he looked at Han Fei expectantly.

The black box symbolizes destruction on one side and redemption on the other. When you keep opening the box, you can see what is hidden inside the box!

The black box represents all the secrets and hides all the truth. Fu Sheng never knew what was in the box.

Han Fei, completely unconscious, raised his arm. He experienced various life and death crises in the deep world. It has been a long time since he became the building manager. Now he is used to the deep world and understands the world better.

His left hand was on the edge of the black box, and then Han Fei's right hand grabbed the other side of the box. He still opened the redemption and destruction at the same time as before.

In the black box that was opened, there was another black box, without any change, Han Fei couldn't touch the core at all.

However, when the outer box was opened, a wave of death and a wave of vitality entangled each other and poured into Han Fei's consciousness and soul. His injuries are recovering quickly, and his consciousness and soul have become more than ordinary people. Much stronger.

"Seeing so many cruel and crazy things, and personally experiencing the torture and torture of butterflies on living people, why would you make such a choice?"

The old man’s words were a little disappointed, he sighed softly, but at the last moment when his head dissipated, he still sent his blessings to Han Fei: "The road you have chosen is extremely difficult. I hope you can go further than me. The place."

Fu Sheng's second memory fragment dissipated completely, and he used all his power to repair Han Fei's consciousness.

When Han Fei regained his sanity ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the head of the old man disappeared and everything was the same as when he was on the ninth floor of the Happy Community.

Sitting up from the bed, Han Fei could clearly feel that his consciousness had become stronger, and his mind had become extremely broad, directly covering the Scarlet Orphanage.

"Please pay attention to players with number 0000! Unspeakable singing has reduced your hatred value by five, and now has a hatred value of ninety-five! When the hatred value is zero, you will have a chance to increase its friendliness."

"Please pay attention to players with number 0000! You have completely controlled your shrine, and you can consume the life value to force the soul fog in the soul to appear, and consume one life value every second!"

"Please pay attention to players with number 0000! Congratulations on your first unspeakable blessing! Your brain power is permanently increased by one! A negative state is randomly removed!"

A long-lost system prompt sounded in his ear, and Han Fei recovered from the trance: "Fu Sheng's memory fragments just appeared?"

He pushed the door out, the singing was gone, and only the neighbors in the happy community were left outside.