My Healing Game

The department store is the first building owned by Han Fei. With the help of the shrine and the mirror god, he can perceive all the souls entering the mall.

Emptying himself, Han Fei tried to use the shrine to experience the whole building.

A series of strong or weak grievances floated in the mall, most of which were fixed on the shelves, only a blood-red grievance was escaping frantically.

"The ten fingers are not in the mall. The nine fingers were left on purpose by him."

There is a certain connection between the ten fingers. They will leave behind the nine fingers that still retain all their combat power. If the nine fingers can kill Han Fei, then everyone will be happy. If the nine fingers are killed, they will find another way out.

"As I guess, the ten fingers can become hate, not because of how strong the obsession is left in his heart, but because he is so cunning and cruel. Became hatred." Jingshen remembered what happened before, and he gently shook his head: "Any kind of hatred that grows up step by step is very difficult to deal with, but you can rest assured that sooner or later, I will kill him personally. Let him spit out everything he took from me."

"I just think it's a pity. I was going to trade with ten fingers to see how heavy his soul is." Han Fei stroked the shrine with his fingers, his face showed the same smile as a god, like an evil god.

Take out the mobile phone that Firefly left him from the inventory, and send a message to the owner's rights protection mutual aid group of the dead building, informing everyone to enter the mall immediately.

After doing all this, Han Fei touched the shrine again, he wanted to find crying and female anchor in the department store.

The architectural layout of the department store is the same as in the memory world, except that the shopping malls in the deep world are more eerie and scary.

Most of the shelves are filled with all kinds of weird goods. There are hundreds of different paper people in the Glossy Paper Man area, which really shocked Han Fei.

There are still some of the most "precious" goods in the mall, but Ten Fingers have taken away the most "precious" goods before leaving.

"Just these things left behind are enough for my neighbors to eat for a long time."

Han Fei searched for a long time, and finally felt crying in the furniture area on the sixth floor. At this time, Jiuzhi who had escaped also happened to be running upstairs.

"Why does this guy run upstairs if he doesn't leave directly? Is there something hidden there?"

Without any hesitation, Han Fei chased upstairs with the mirror god.

When he walked out of the underground warehouse, Han Fei reunited with the neighbors who came over, and everyone was very worried about Han Fei.

Let Jingshen go after Jiuzhi first, Han Fei found Zhuang Wen and used her last wish.

A steady stream of flames of greed surged from the underground shrine. Zhuang Wen screamed and wailed very much in the flames, and the neighbors who were watching were a little scared.

However, after a while, Zhuang Wen stopped her hysterical catharsis, her divided souls merged together, and a trace of reason appeared in her muddy eyes.

The most important thing is that the rotten heart in her chest was reborn in the flames.

After the flame of greed extinguished, a faint flame of black hatred began to beat in Zhuang Wen's heart.

"Please pay attention to players with number 0000! Zhuang Wen's friendliness is increased by ten! The friendliness is up to the standard, and you officially become friends."

Zhuang Wen's soul tormented by the butterfly has been repaired, and the aura emanating from the shrine instantly weakened. It was clearly a third-level shrine, but the vision it showed was not as good as Han Fei's first-level shrine.

Zhuang Wen, who has regained her sanity, won't go crazy anymore, at least she won't accidentally kill Han Fei inadvertently.

Zhuang Wen and Jingshen shot at the same time, and when Han Fei and the others climbed to the sixth floor, only one head of Jiuzhi had been shaved off.

The large resentment is in the hands of the two haters, like a toy puppet with a face pattern printed on it.

"Don't rush to kill him." Han Fei stopped the mirror god, he began to wander around the furniture area according to the instructions of the shrine, and finally he found a dilapidated spiritual altar on a shelf where discounted promotional items were stored.

Opening the spiritual altar, crying sounded on the sixth floor, and Han Fei looked at the boy in the spiritual altar with a long sigh of relief.

He involuntarily hugged the spiritual altar, and cried with a hug using the secret of touching the depths of the soul.

These were not pretended by him, he was really worried about crying.

The crying child was taken out of the spiritual altar by Han Fei, and the despair around him was distorted.

"Players number 0000, please note that the medium-sized special grievance crying friendliness will increase by 20! He has already regarded you as the closest person, trusting you extremely, and hope you will not let down this trust."

The crying father is the murderer who killed him. He has always been afraid of his father, living in boundless fear and despair. The same was true this time. After crying and sending everyone out, he stayed in the department store and fell into the darkness again.

Despair cannibalize his heart, the same situation, but the result is completely different. The moment Han Fei opened the spiritual altar, the child really cried, but this time the tears and the usual tears have completely different meanings. .

A man picked up a child from the altar in the middle of the night. Although it was a bit scary, the ghosts around him felt very touching.

Holding the crying hand, Han Fei walked to Jiuzhi.

He wanted to make Cry personally revenge, but Cry told him that after the female anchor in a red dress found that her fingers had become weak, she followed them directly behind them and left the department store together.

The other party seemed to have found something very important in the mall. In order to get that thing, she did not hesitate to commit the crime.

"The red skirt should be waiting for us." It doesn't make any sense to say this now. Han Fei took out his life knife and walked to the head of Jiuzhi. He hoped to get useful information from Jiuzhi's mouth, but Jiuzhi only knew ten fingers. They seem to have fled in the direction of the beauty hospital.

There was no more information from Nine Fingers, and Han Fei felt that the other party might rather die than surrender, so he was ready to satisfy him.

The group brought the remains of the nine fingers to the front of the underground shrine, and Han Fei used the shrine’s special ability—soul trading for the first time.

The black cloth fell, the door of the gods opened, the balance of Jingshen's right eye slowly swayed, and then the flames of greed swallowed the nine fingers.

"The third-level shrine's special ability soul trade was successfully activated. Please choose one of the following three options."

"A finger (F-grade cargo): This finger contains killing intent and resentment, but the first officer can increase the strength of the medium resentment, but it will cause it to be affected by the killing intent, and it may lose reason."

"Experience: Some experience values."

"Yin De: Yin De plus five."

Han Fei looked at the attribute panel, he first ruled out the Yin Virtue, and the attributes that can be promoted in the sun should not waste the resources of the underworld.

"Fingers can enhance the strength of medium-sized resentment. I do have a lot of medium-sized resentment around me, such as crying and firefighting dragons, but this arm has side effects, which may be felt by the surviving fingers."

After thinking for a while, Han Fei chose experience. He wanted to see how much experience a large resentment could bring him.

The flames of greed disappeared with the nine fingers. Under the prompt of the system, Han Fei found that his experience value had increased by a part, which was roughly equivalent to half of the experience given by an F-level mission.

"I want to go from level 19 to level 20. I need about nine F-level missions. That means I don't do missions. If I only rely on the shrine, I have to sacrifice 18 large grievances to be promoted to one level?" Han He didn't want to kick the shrine in front of him, but considering that the shrine was his own idol, he had no choice but to let it go.

"Just because I chose to open both sides of the black box at the same time, is it so difficult to upgrade? Do I need twice as much experience to upgrade as Fu Sheng did at the time?"

Han Fei always felt that Fu Sheng's promotion situation was different from his own, but he had no evidence.

"When I find Fu Sheng's memory fragments next time, I must ask clearly, I can't let him disappear quietly."

There was no rush to go offline, because Han Fei probably forgot the time. Although several days have passed in the memory world, it hasn't been too long in the deep world.

The memory world is a place where thinking is stagnant, where the flow of time is different from the deep world, like a continuously circulating time cage.

Taking the neighbors to look around the mall, Han Fei would immediately hand it over to each other as long as he found goods that could enhance the strength of the neighbors.

In the past, this mall was only used to supply ten fingers, but now Han Fei shared it with all his neighbors.

Resentment spirits, Yin Qi, hundreds of different styles of paper figures and paper money, these things Han Fei can't use anyway, it is better to let the neighbors take them to improve their strength.

"You must calm down, you can't go to the supermarket like this in the underworld, it will be troublesome if you can't change it in the underworld."

Originally, Han Fei wanted to choose more, but haha, who stayed behind in the dead building, suddenly sent a message from the mutual aid group.

"A few people entered the death building, like wandering souls, but also like other things. They seem to have come out of the butterfly death room."

Before the department store was taken down, the dead building area was Han Fei's base camp. Haha was also worried about problems, so he immediately notified the dead building owners here.

"Wandering soul?" Han Fei suspected that another player "sleepwalking" came in.

"Not just wandering souls, there are other things, and the monsters on the plastic surgery hospital are starting to be dishonest again. They seem to be ready to explore the mist."

"Understood, we will go back now." Now that the department store has stabilized, just leave the mirror **** here and continue to guard it.

"Cry has been saved, our next step is a plastic surgery hospital." Han Fei's general plan has not changed, he is integrating this area step by step.

Leading the neighbor with various goods, Han Fei was about to walk out of the mall when Jingshen suddenly appeared next to him.

"Han Fei, can you do me a favor?"

"What's busy?"

"Do you remember the drowning child in the shrine world? It was the first customer you met after you became a clerk." Jingshen said softly, "The drowning child's father killed Wang Ping'an's father, and the murderer is burying him. Wang Ping'an and I happened to see the corpse. We fought together, but I fumbled and killed the man."

Han Fei still remembers this incident. This is the first plot triggered by his entering the memory world.

"In reality, Wang Ping'an was the one who convicted me. He became extremely crazy after his father died. The police came to the door and determined that he was the murderer. I could have told the truth, but I was caught by a gangster in Xicheng District on my way to the police station. Take it away, after that I fell completely into the darkness, thinking about revenge."

"You mean Wang Ping'an is still alive now?"

"It's very likely." Jingshen nodded: "If you have a chance to see him, please help him clear his grievances."

"Okay, I'll help him." Han Fei left the department store with his neighbors. They walked along the alley marked on Fu Sheng's map and returned to the dead building smoothly.

Found haha, Han Fei asked in detail what happened before the death building.

"It is certain that a wandering soul has entered the dead building, but there are some very strange things besides the wandering soul." Haha pointed to the room where the butterfly closet was: "We just cleaned the dead building area before, and there is almost nothing nearby. Ghosts, those wandering spirits and strange things rushed directly into the mist after running out of the closet."

"But I didn't perceive their presence in the mist. Could it be that they ran into other areas?"

"The nearest to us is the plastic surgery hospital. I guess they might have gone there." Haha spread his hands: "I don't know why, all wandering souls seem to be very excited when they arrive here. I feel incredible. What's so exciting about a city shrouded in darkness?"

"Maybe they have a hobby in this regard."

Han Fei asked the neighbors to check the area around the plastic surgery hospital and the dead building.

Han Fei had already done what he needed to do, and he really couldn't hold it now. The inheritance mission of the highest-risk shrine had already drained him completely.

After explaining to the neighbors, Han Fei found a safe room and opted out of the game.

The blood slowly solidified the world, and Han Fei could see a sea of ​​blood on the horizon pouring toward the dead building.

"I……"

There was a voice behind him, and the blood man stuck behind his back still only uttered one word.

Han Fei opened his eyes when his consciousness was pulled away.

He wanted to take off the gaming helmet, but he found that his body was no longer strong. It was not physical exhaustion, but a feeling of mental exhaustion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was lying in the game cabin. , Han Fei went into a coma directly.

I don't know how long he has been in a coma. Han Fei felt pain everywhere in his body. He moved his body laboriously and took off the game helmet.

"My body is much stronger than ordinary people, but even so, I still can't hold it anymore."

The bones were about to fall apart, and Han Fei didn't know why he was so tired. He was just like being pressed by a ghost for a month.

With a dry mouth, Han Fei crawled out of the game warehouse and poured a glass of water, then he climbed to the refrigerator, grabbed the frozen canned meat directly, and ate it.

After eating a lot of meat, Han Fei felt that he had regained some strength and his head no longer hurt.

"This shrine's succession task is indeed a bit strong."

The sun shines through the curtains into the house, and it is now noon.

Han Fei looked at the canned meat box on the floor, and he lightly licked his lips: "Why do I like to eat meat so much now? Is it because of Xu Qin? But these meats that do not contain a curse are not tasteful enough to eat. ."