My Healing Game

Ten Fingers finally swallowed his companions in order to release all his abilities. After he was severely wounded by the Death Knife and left the memory world, the only outsiders in this city were Han Fei.

The mood value has dropped to zero, everything in Han Fei's eyes has been alienated, and all negative emotions have been magnified several times. As long as he starts to fear, he will be instantly crushed.

The department store is like a seven-story shrine. The entire city is transformed into a big lake that reflects the night. Wild dogs and monsters with money collars stretch their teeth and claws. The big tree of resentment connected to the well stretches its branches and leaves, and its arms are full. After leaving the building, it took root into the body of every monster.

"Are you scared?"

Looking at the mall like the apocalypse, Han Fei was not afraid. He didn't know when he was used to walking in nightmares.

He wouldn't retreat alone, let alone a companion standing behind him at this moment.

Han Fei was not the only one who wanted to kill Boss Gu. Those resentful spirits who had been pushed into the well by Boss Gu could hardly contain the killing intent in their hearts.

Everything is in Han Fei's plan. First, wait for Boss Gu to drive away Ten Fingers, then use his conscience to awaken the world and tell the truth.

After removing the layers of aura from Boss Gu, the public, who knew they had been deceived, naturally stopped working for Boss Gu.

Han Fei isolated the mall owner step by step. The **** no one believed in was not a **** at all.

From the most desperate situation, he struck a way out, and now Han Fei is qualified to look at each other.

The woman in the red dress who could not bear the irritation of hatred was the first to do it. Her nearly three-meter-high body looked "petite" in front of the resentful tree, but her destructive power should not be underestimated.

The woman made a wound on Boss Gu's body, and all the **** hands that grabbed the woman were easily broken by her. She would not let Boss Gu take anything from her.

"We should do it too." The colorful family portrait was torn apart in the air, and the elderly family walked out of it. They destroyed the photos that had been soaked in well water. If there is no destruction of the shrine tonight, they will be gone.

A family member walked towards the giant tree. The old man looked at the fragments of the photo that were still falling, turned his head and said to Han Fei: "All of us have been pushed into the well, and now we have a special connection with the shrine. We I can’t help you destroy the shrine, I can only help you hold the madman outside."

"enough."

"Remember, don't make a wish to the shrine at any time, don't be deceived by it. Only you can realize your wish in this world." The old man finally glanced at Han Fei: "Don't be afraid of the shrine. The well was just a mouthful at first. Ordinary wells, it will change, just because there are too many memories and desires falling into it."

After instructing Han Fei, the old man walked towards the giant tree of resentment. At this time, Boss Gu's body was about to cover half of the mall.

The monster with the money collar continued to merge into Boss Gu's body, and it seemed that he could never be defeated. And the reason why Boss Gu is like this in the memory world is probably also related to the impression he left on the owner of the shrine.

After entering the memory world, Han Fei experienced the past of the owner of the shrine, and he knew the despair very well.

Compared with the owner of Gu, who has a lot of money, connections, and power, the owner of the shrine is like a puppet that can only be manipulated. This can also be seen from the toys that children like to play with.

Whether it is a drowning boy or a six-finger child, they all like to play with a puppet that resembles a real person.

Everyone is playing with puppets and putting them in various poses, but in fact most people in this city are like that puppets.

The so-called destiny is just a thread that cannot be broken away, one end is connected to the desire in people's hearts, and the other end is connected to the shrine full of desire.

As long as there is a slight relationship with the shrine, it will be forced to find the future arranged in advance.

"All tragedies are this shrine, and it is indeed the only way to destroy it."

It is difficult for people who have a relationship with the shrine to cause harm to the shrine. Only Han Fei in the department store has the ability to destroy the shrine.

"Since I entered the memory world, this shrine has been tempting me, touching the memory in my heart, and hitting me again and again. Fortunately, I have long been accustomed to facing despair."

The shrine that was attacked by the ten fingers with all its strength has changed. The top of the shrine was completely lifted, and the inner wall shattered to the surroundings, exposing the well formed by countless hands.

Han Fei had seen the inside of the shrine in hallucinations, but he still felt very shocked when he approached again.

The countless arms reaching Han Fei seemed to represent desire and greed, and it was those arms that kept asking for it to form this bottomless wishing well.

Lost the outer wall of the shrine, this well made up of arms is expanding. The **** patterns and sacrifices in the underground warehouse were all torn to pieces by the arms, and a large number of photos that Boss Gu dumped in the dark room also began to be swallowed by the well.

"The arms that make up this well seem to be much less than before. Is it because many alienated monsters no longer trust the boss of Gu? Abandon this so-called god?"

A very thin rope hung beside the dark wellhead, and the cries of Pei sheep, the sound of oriole explaining the price of goods, and the sound of Li Long and Li Hu arguing were faintly heard from above.

All the things Han Fei had experienced was woven into a rope, and along this rope of memory, it seemed that he could reach the bottom of the well.

No one knows what is hidden under the well water. Ten fingers have been searching for ten years without success.

The ghost patterns on his body slowly lit up, and the hideous Jiu Ming Cat opened his eyes, and Han Fei squeezed the resurrection knife to cut off the pale hands, and stepped on the side of the well.

Grasping the rope of memory, Han Fei jumped into the well without hesitation.

Countless arms want to tear him apart, want to stop him from continuing downward.

The ten fingers fell into the well, trying to cut the flesh and blood and climb up.

Han Fei knew the whole life of this leap and died, but he still tried his best to go down. He wanted to destroy the shrine and put an end to this tragedy before the mother passed away.

The rope of memory still couldn't touch the surface of the water. Han Fei looked at the well where countless wishes were deposited. His soul resonated, and his left eye suddenly noticed something!

The surface of the water is like a hazy mirror, reflecting his own figure. He has seen that figure many times in the memory world, but each time he can’t see the other person’s face clearly (see 447, etc.), whether it’s in the basement of Xicheng District. In front of the mirror, next to the fitting mirror in the women's clothing area on the third floor of the shopping mall, Han Fei's face in all the mirrors was a little fuzzy.

Like him, but it doesn't seem to be him.

He has been unable to see his face clearly until this moment he looks at the well filled with wishes.

His figure was reflected on the surface of the water, and that fuzzy face gradually became clear.

That person is not him, it just makes him feel extremely familiar, as if the other person has been watching him, and he is one of the most important people to him.

"who are you?"

The well water is like a mirror that separates reality and memory. Han Fei on the water is torn by countless arms, and he desperately stretches his hand to the water.

The figure under the water looked at Han Fei with relief, and countless malicious wishes gathered around him. There were countless arms dragging him behind him, seeming to want to drag him to the deepest part of the well.

"Give me your hand!"

Han Fei stretched out his hand toward the surface of the water, and the people soaked in the well water also stretched out his hand to him, but when Han Fei's hand touched the surface of the water, he didn't touch anything.

Jinghuashuiyue, how could it be possible to catch each other?

When Han Fei was about to try again, the well was hit, and his arms fell into the well.

Han Fei looked up, and the woman in the red dress, who was nearly three meters tall, was entangled in the branches and leaves of the dead tree and slammed near the shrine.

The closer the monster Gu Boss alienated to the shrine, the stronger its strength, but the other people are just the opposite. They will be affected by the shrine, and even suppressed by the shrine.

The harsh laughter reverberated on the first floor of the mall. Boss Gu seemed to have a chance to win. While responding to the siege of the crowd, he stared at Han Fei.

"I have waited so long, do you really think you have a chance to beat me?"

The wound on Boss Gu continued to crack, and more and more arms stretched out like branches, as if to open the entire mall.

With a loud bang, the wall on the north side of the mall completely collapsed, and the roof of the People's Hospital can be vaguely seen along that direction.

"You can never win, as long as you have someone in your heart."

Crazy dogs wearing money collars rushed towards the hospital. The mall owner knew what Han Fei cared about most. He shouted unscrupulously: "Life! This time I want to make a wish for life!"

"Wish?"

Han Fei looked at the countless wishes sinking in the well, they were nothing but imaginary bubbles.

"If I also believe in the existence of desire, then I will really lose." Han Fei remembered the old man's warning just now: "He said that this well was just an ordinary well at first, but the wishes and memories that fell into it later Too much, it became what it is now."

Han Fei clenched the rope in his hand: "This rope woven entirely from memory can't touch the surface of the water yet because the number of sacrifices is insufficient."

Looking down at the figure that was about to be torn apart under the water, Han Fei knew what to do. He cut his wrist and let his blood fall on the rope of memory.

"I have substituted the soul of the owner of the shrine, and now I am also one of the sacrifices, and also the most important sacrifice."

Han Fei jumped into the well before doing the task of the wishing well, and he knew how it felt.

The body slipped weakly, and no matter how hard I struggled, the only thought in my heart at that time was-if there is a rope that can pull me out of this cold and desperate well, it will be fine.

The blood slid down the memorized well rope, and was slowly absorbed by the well rope. The rope, which was a long way from the surface of the water, is now getting closer and closer to the surface of the water.

Han Fei's body became weak, and he could no longer hold onto the well rope, but the rope was still a little closer to the surface of the water.

"Lin Lu is not here..." Han Fei now understands the meaning of the mission of Wish Three. The mission requires him to kill Lin Lu at the right time and at the right place, and to kill his own fantasy of beauty with his own hands. These are all shrines. What the owner has experienced.

"Each task has a very clear purpose, which is a hint given by memory."

Lin Lu is the beauty imagined by the owner of the shrine, the imagination split by the owner of the shrine, and the last sacrifice.

"Apart from the mother, the biggest regret for the owner of the shrine is probably that he killed his last beauty with his own hands."

Freed from the shackles of fate, Lin Lu and the mother of the owner of the shrine are still alive. This should be the best ending for the owner of the shrine.

Looking at the place where the water surface touched the well wall, Han Fei took out his life knife and swung it at it!

The soul resonated again. Behind the well wall that was slashed by the knife, a pair of evil eyes were staring at Han Fei: "As my evil soul, how can you be so timid?"

Tearing the wall of the well, the evil spirit broke free from countless arms and grabbed the rope of memory.

He laughed wildly and looked at Han Fei's eyes: "I know everything about your thoughts. Let's do it."

"Although I am very grateful to you, you must remember that you are my evil soul."

"Isn't the criterion of evil not evil?" The evil spirit was awe-inspiring in the eyes of the evil soul, he casually cut his neck, and bit the rope with his mouth stained with soul blood.

At the same time, Han Fei also stretched his hand to the surface of the water.

The rope of memories gathered downward again. When the rope touched the surface of the well, all the arms went mad, and countless beautiful wishes shattered and turned into the most vicious curse!

"I hope that the most beautiful girl in the class will have an accident and be disfigured."

"I want her to love me alone. If she dares to leave, she will definitely die miserably."

"Money, give me enough money, I can give you everything."

"Is the more important things more likely to be fulfilled? What can family members get?"

The bubble of wish exploded, and a curse of dark black hair came out, the water in the well began to become turbid, and the shadows of the people reflected on the water began to blur.

"Grab this rope! I'll take you out!"

The figure under the water grabbed the rope of memory. After touching the memory, the emptied figure seemed to slowly become entity.

As the rope of memory drags outward, the phantom reflected by the well water seems to be pulled out of the mirror!

First the pale fingers, then the arms, then the strange face.

The man's body is covered with wishes that are still breaking. When the wishes are broken, all those beautiful blessings become the most vicious curse. They are firmly attached to the man's body, preventing him from leaving.

"Why can I be so miserable, but you can have happiness?"

"You told me you can make a wish here, you can't leave!"

"I haven't got what I want, how can I let you go!"

Countless voices echoed in the deep well, and countless arms clung to Han Fei and the man.

In the first simple and beautiful wishes, deformed monsters grew out of them, and there were too many of them.

"I'll stop them, you keep going up!"

The evil spirit released his hands and rushed to the arms in the deep well. He bit the monsters and drove the darkness away with the deepest malice and hysterical madness.

Holding on to the rope of memory, Han Fei struggled upward, but his arm had run out of strength.

There are too many hatreds and hatreds accumulated in the wishing well over the years, and the arms of the frantic request can't wait to tear Han Fei to pieces.

He was gradually unable to support, but at this moment, a hand worked very hard to help him push away the curse that was blocking the road.

A thin child walked out of the death knife, and he struggled to open the way for Han Fei.

"Wang Sheng?"

When the child appeared, one hand was supporting Han Fei's body, and a group of figures and Han Fei held the mortal knife together.

He has never been alone, and the most beautiful and precious humanity in the deep world has been gathered in the Resurrection Knife.

If the souls contaminated by desire in the deep well are believers in the shrine, then all the humanity in the Reborn Knife is a fellow who will never betray Han Fei.

The light and shadow that held up Han Fei was constantly torn apart by the hands of desire, but no matter how many people fell, there was always a pair of hands trying to drag Han Fei out of the darkness.

They went up a little bit, enduring the most vicious curse, their bodies were torn and deformed, but no one stopped.

There is light hidden in my heart, how can I be willing to sink in the darkness.

The ghosts who believed in the wishing well and the souls who believed in Han Fei were fighting, as if two gods were fighting each other.

When the last companion was knocked off by his arm, Han Fei finally brought the man to the wellhead.

But when he wanted to push the man out of the well, he found that all the vicious curses on the man had gathered on his chest, forming a pattern of a well on his heart.

Even if you get rid of the wishing well in memory, as long as there are people who believe in the existence of the wishing well, and there are people who continue to throw "curses" and "desires" into this well, men will never be able to get rid of it.

"The countless grievances accumulated in the wishing well need to be borne by someone. The owner of the shrine is the one chosen by the shrine. No wonder he will become unspeakable."

The well on the man's chest is already formed, no matter how Han Fei pushes it up, the well head is one meter away from him.

If the well in the man's heart is not broken, they may not be able to leave.

Han Fei's strength has been exhausted~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The fellows in the Death Knife have also been overwhelmed by those greedy arms.

At this moment, Han Fei had a decision in his mind, which would be the last choice he made in this memory world.

"I never felt how good I was, nor did I feel that I could bring any hope. I walked all the way, just want to live well, and then if I can, I will take you to see the world after dawn. "

Holding the rebirth knife tightly, the dazzling humanity shone on the blade, and then Han Fei pierced his only reliance into the well in the man's chest!

The blade is like a white flame, different from the black fire of hatred, it is a flame that has never appeared in the deep world.

It is not dazzling, nor does it contain too much power, but it can spread far in the dark night.

The water well formed by countless curses was twisted under the blade. When the pattern of the water well collapsed, the man's closed eyes slowly opened.

At this time, Han Fei had no strength, his body fell down, but his eyes were looking at the bright flame burning on the man's chest.

The torch is down, but the flame is still up!