My Healing Game

Han Fei picked up the toy that the boy had left behind and stuffed it into the plastic bag containing the bun.

"When the man goes out, I will use the reason of returning toys to visit their house."

The toys played by the children are in the same series as the toys of the victims in the store, which puzzled Han Fei.

The ten fingers occupy the shrine. They have explored the world of the shrine owner for many years. They must have a lot of information. They may have seen the real world.

"Will there be any difference between the world in their eyes and the world in my eyes?"

Carrying the toy, Han Fei didn't catch up immediately. He deliberately kept a distance from the father and son, and it was not time to find out the relationship.

Waiting for a while, Han Fei just entered the community, the rusty corridor door was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged Xie Ding man with glasses was walking out carrying a few large bags of garbage.

It was inconvenient to see the other party taking trash, and Han Fei subconsciously wanted to help each other. The middle-aged man was also taken aback when he saw Han Fei's behavior.

Then he shook his head slightly: "Even if you do this for me, I can't give you a rent reduction or exemption. I know you are a good boy and very kind, but in this world, no one is easy."

"You are..." Han Fei's outstretched hand hung in the air.

"What are you doing standing at the entrance of the corridor?! Every time you save a lot of money before going down! Do you have to wait for the smell?" The door on the corner of the first floor was opened, and the landlady yelled at the middle-aged man: "Just after work I collapsed on the sofa, like a dead person, and didn't say much, but you are tired? I am not idle every day!"

The Xieding man sighed and walked outside with the trash, but when he passed by Han Fei, he whispered: "I was smoking on the balcony just now and saw you pick up the toy of the kid in room 7. I I advise you to throw away the toy and don't get involved with his family."

Xieding man's voice was very low, and after speaking, he took the trash and went out.

The landlady saw the Xieding man harp, so she stopped getting angry and slammed the door.

Normally, the man kindly informs Han Fei, and Han Fei should understand and leave quickly.

But Han Fei didn't play the cards according to common sense. He could feel that Brother Xie Ding was not malicious, and he was kindly reminding him.

In the memory world of the owner of the shrine, good people are rare. This opportunity must be seized!

When he didn't go home, Han Fei followed the big brother Xie Ding with the toy in his hand. This sudden act shocked the big brother.

"Uncle, what's the matter with that room 7?"

"Are you still here?" The Xie Ding man frowned, "Don't ask more, it doesn't matter to you anyway."

"But I picked up his toys. The most important thing is that I found a strong smell on his toys. I have never smelled that smell..."

"Hush!" The Xieding man walked far away, and then lowered his voice: "The smell is not a normal smell, it's a corpse smell."

"Smelly?!" Han Fei pretended to be surprised, as if he heard an answer he had never imagined.

"The male tenant in Room No. 7 seems to work in a hospital morgue. He is a caregiver who has been dealing with corpses. He is a bit mentally abnormal. You'd better stay away from his house."

"Hospital nurse? Can you ask more, in which hospital did he work as a nurse?"

"It's the third people's hospital that treats your mother. I heard that he has done a lot of jobs before, but he didn't do it long. It is estimated that he will not be able to do this job as a nurse for long." Big Brother Xie Ding The **** was piled up next to the **** bin. Because there was no one to clean and manage it, the **** bin was already full. There was a **** mountain piled there, flies flying around, and the smell was stinking to the sky.

Brother Xie Ding returned to the corridor after speaking, but Han Fei stopped by the garbage dump: "Ten Fingers ran to the shrine owner's mother's hospital as a nurse? This is obviously a problem!"

"Ten Fingers has changed different jobs, and it feels like they are looking for something, contacting different people on a large scale, what are they looking for? Are you looking for me?"

Han Fei also discovered a very noteworthy place. In this memory world, he directly substituted into the body of the owner of the shrine, experiencing what the owner of the shrine had experienced. But what the ten fingers are for are other people. They seem to be still looking for the owner of the shrine?

"Why is there such a big difference? Is it because of the existence of the black box? Or is it because of the system? Or is it because of the mirror god?"

Han Fei couldn't forget the sacrifice made by the mirror **** to send him into the shrine. When he touched the shrine, the mirror exploded directly, and the fragments in the sky were like stars in the night sky.

"The memory world of the owner of the shrine is big or small. Everyone here has his own story. If they don’t use the power of hatred and resentment, they don’t even talk about exploring the secrets of the world, they just live on. It's not easy anymore."

Han Fei didn't know how strong the Ten Fingers had, anyway, when he saw the man in Room 7 just now, the other party behaved just like ordinary people.

"Maybe it's not that they can't use their own abilities, but after using their own abilities, they may be pushed out of the memory of the owner of the shrine."

Take out the blood-colored paper man placed next to his body, this f-level curse is a very ordinary folk craft in the memory world.

"I can only get the opportunity to open the inventory after helping the owner of the shrine to make up for regrets. From this, I can see that the memory world is very repellent of foreign objects. Everything here is the last trace of the owner of the shrine. He shouldn't want his last. A trace of obsession was destroyed by external forces."

The Ten Fingers have power far beyond Han Fei, but they have not been able to inherit the shrine. The key is that they have not been approved by the shrine owner.

"This is a very good opportunity for me." Lowering his head, Han Fei showed a small smile on his face. He used to use a warm smile to cover up his murderous intent.

Holding the toy and preparing to leave, Han Fei was about to turn around when he suddenly saw a paper airplane falling on the garbage dump.

He looked into the distance and happened to see a woman standing next to a certain window on the third floor.

There was something like twine hanging from the woman's neck, and she seemed to be hanging herself.

"The room on the left side of the third floor? When I went to work last night, someone hid in that room and looked at me!" Han Fei remembered what happened last night, he saw this woman hang up, carrying The toy rushed into the corridor.

Running to the third floor in one breath, Han Fei knocked on the door on the left.

"Is anyone here?! Is there anyone!"

The dust flew away, and the blessing stuck on the door was also shaken off.

Han Fei knocked for a long time and no one responded. Finally, Room 8 on the second floor near the stairs opened the door.

"I'm sick! Don't let people sleep! You were making noise there just after I got off the night shift?" A young man in pajamas walked out of Room 8 and yelled upstairs.

Seeing that the neighbors had an opinion, Han Fei hurried over to explain: "Someone committed suicide in the room of Building No. 9! I just saw a woman downstairs who was going to hang herself!"

His expression was frightened and eager, and he restored everything about an immature student perfectly.

"Suicide?" The young man laughed angrily, and he pushed Han Fei aside: "Are you kidding me? There is no one in Room 13 at all."

"Really! I saw it! I saw it with my own eyes!" When Han Fei looked up, his gaze swept into the man's house: "Let's go find the landlord and open the door together! Life is dead!"

"Life is a matter of life, but I have a wool relationship with me?" The young man was very irritable: "Go crazy and go crazy outside! Then it makes me sleep, do you see the big fist of Lao Tzu's casserole? I punch it down, you. The small body can't hold it at all!"

"There is really no occupant in room 13?"

"There are more and more lunatics in this building. Fortunately, I will move out next month, so I don't have to endure these brain damage anymore." The young man cursed and closed the door.

When the young man opened the door, Han Fei had already seen the home furnishings of the other party. All the items were neatly packed. Women's shoes on the shoe rack accounted for more than half of them. The wallpaper and decoration were also warmer, which didn’t match the man’s personality very well. There are many photos of young people and a woman on the wall. He should be living with his girlfriend.

This young man went to the night shift last night. Although he has a bad temper, he still feels that he loves his girlfriend very much. He is also a hard worker, but...Han Fei remembers that when he went to work at midnight last night, he heard There was a human voice in this room.

"Maybe I heard it wrong."

Han Fei came to the first floor and bit his head and knocked on the door of the landlord's house.

The landlord's eldest sister heard Han Fei's voice and thought he was going to make up the rent, so she ran over to open the door, but when she heard Han Fei talk about room thirteen, her face turned black in an instant.

"No one lives on the 13th! You read it wrong!" The landlady had a bad temper: "You have time to care about others, so why don't you think of a way to pay back the rent owed to me!"

After speaking, she wanted to slam the door, but Han Fei grabbed the door first.

"Sister, wait a minute!" Han Fei pitifully rummaged in his pocket for a long time, and finally found 600 yuan: "The boss where I work is very good. He sees me working diligently and swiftly, and advances in advance. It cost me 600 yuan. Here you are, I will make up a part first, and I will definitely make up the rest."

Han Fei's cheeks were sweating, and his hands holding the money were covered with small wounds. Just now in a fight with someone, his hands were also torn apart.

Across the gap in the door, the landlady looked at Han Fei and then at the money in Han Fei's hand. The expression on her face slowly eased.

Opening the door, the landlady took the 600 yuan handed over by Han Fei, sighed lightly, and then drew out 300 yuan and stuffed it back into Han Fei's hands: "You have to eat and drink too. Give back 300 yuan for the rest. Give it to me at the end of the month."

"No, I saved a little for myself, barely enough to eat and drink."

"Dead duck has a hard mouth! You can take it for you!" The landlady is very strong. She put away the 300 from Han Fei, and then said with earnestness: "You just go to work and try to treat your mother. Other messy things Don't worry about the nostalgia, understand?"

"But I just saw a woman hanging herself in room thirteen..."

"There is indeed a woman who hangs herself in room thirteen." The landlady waved her hand impatiently: "It was just three months ago. She looked very good. She worked as a teller in a department store. She looked pretty normal. People, suddenly left."

"She is also working in a department store." Han Fei said, "Sister, my new job is also in a department store, and it's a night shift. Or you can take me to that room to see it, or I'm not at ease in my heart." ."

The landlord finally agreed. She let her husband accompany her, and the three of them took the keys and went upstairs together.

As we walked, Han Fei and Xie Ding walked behind, and the landlord's sister walked alone in front.

"Useless man!"

The three came to the third floor, and the eldest sister opened door 13 in person.

The room was empty, and all the furniture was covered with a layer of white cloth, which seemed to prevent dust from falling.

"These cloths were made by both of us. After the little girl passed away, we could not contact her family. We could only keep this room, and didn't dare to throw things away." Brother Xie Ding stood at the door, still When he was hesitant to enter the house, he was pushed in directly by the older sister.

"Have you finished reading? We didn't lie to you? There is no one in this house." The landlord sister motioned to Han Fei to come out, but Han Fei walked through the living room and pushed open the bathroom door. He saw it in the bathroom window before. The woman who hanged herself.

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and everyone was surprised by the scene in front of him.

The bathroom was filled with paper **** painted with all kinds of weird symbols. All of those paper **** exuded a foul smell. The most incredible thing was that the handwriting on some of the paper **** was still sticky and not solidified. It’s the same.

"Are these paper **** in the room three months ago?" When Han Fei turned his head and asked the landlord sister, the couple looked at a loss.

"No! The room I cleaned three months ago was cleaned up for her. Could it be that anyone sneaked into this room?"

"Someone stole the key!"

The couple did not think about ghosts at all, but their attitude towards Han Fei was indeed much better.

Staring at the pile of paper balls, Han Fei picked up one and opened it. He always felt that the symbol above was a bit familiar, but when he was about to remove one, his mood value began to drop rapidly.

The heart almost jumped out of his heart. Han Fei took the time to open the note. When he reached the tenth one, he suddenly saw a black-haired stinking arm exposed in the pile of papers!

With almost no hesitation, Han Fei grabbed that hand directly!

But after his arm dropped ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he just grabbed a handful of torn papers.

The sound of "boom", "boom" and "boom" came from the room inexplicably. It felt like a person who was hung up. Her body was swaying back and forth, and the toes of her shoes kept hitting the window glass.

"The voice is right next to me!"

The mood value dropped crazily, and Han Fei was a little out of breath. When he was about to lose his footing, Big Brother Xie Ding held his arm and pulled him out of the bathroom.

"Worked on the night shift all night. I know you can't stand it anymore. Go back and rest as soon as possible. We will change the lock of this room as soon as possible."

The landlord and his wife could not help but sent Han Fei back to his own room, and then hurriedly left.

Lying on the bed, Han Fei's mood finally stabilized. He also wanted to explore the truth, but he was too tired now.

Slowly closing his eyes, Han Fei fell asleep in the memory world for the first time.