My Healing Game

The face that was considered handsome in the deep world was stuck outside the mirror, staring coldly at the helpless girl.

The little skirt my father bought before his death was already wrinkled and wrinkled. The girl's white eyes trembled violently. She shrank in the corner of the black room, shaking her body under the gaze of the cold face.

The black python was devouring the room in the mirror. The darkness was covered by something darker. The girl kept moving backwards, but only the wall was left behind her.

There is nowhere to escape, there is no place to hide.

Pressing his hands on the mirror, Han Fei took out the resurrection knife, and a fair smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"As long as you listen to me, you won't die."

Han Fei said into the phone. After making sure that the girl heard clearly, he stared at the girl's cheek: "If you can smile and look at me smiling, then you can live."

The tone was as gentle as possible, but it still made the girl shudder.

What a strange request is this?

Yantang and Tie Nan outside the bedroom also heard Han Fei's voice. They looked at each other, and both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Why would your teammates say such things in such a terrifying room?

The girl trapped in the mirror heard the sound from the microphone. She looked at her face outside the mirror and was afraid to touch the phone on the ground.

"A simple request, as long as you smile happily, everyone will be better off." Han Fei frowned slightly. He wanted to complete the F-level hidden mission as soon as possible, but none of the ghosts in the mirror was willing to smile.

A neighbor walked out of the spiritual altar, and their faces appeared outside the mirror. Everyone looked curiously at the dark room in the mirror.

"Smile, be a little happier, and let me see your smile."

Han Fei's voice kept coming from the microphone. The girl looked out of the mirror, her mouth slowly splitting to the sides, revealing a stiff smile that was uglier than crying.

Without receiving the prompt to complete the task, Han Fei slashed the resurrection knife directly on the mirror: "Laugh more sincerely, come! I will teach you! First relax the lip muscles, open your mouth, and then you bite the microphone, Align the corners of your mouth with it, with both sides tilted up, pay attention to whether the ends of your lips are on the same level as the microphone, keep it! This is for you to exercise the curvature of the corners of your mouth!"

Han Fei is an excellent actor, and showing a charming smile is the basic skill of an actor.

The girl took the microphone and bit it, and then under the continuous guidance and urging of Han Fei, she cried out.

Out of control, the situation she faces now is even more desperate than being kept in a mirror.

Hearing the girl's crying suddenly in the bedroom, Yantang and Tie Nan in the living room looked at each other again, the shock in their eyes turned into incredible.

What happened in the bedroom?

If you just listen to the sound, it will inevitably make people think wildly!

With a light sigh, Han Fei knew that the girl was not the ghost he was looking for.

No longer blocking the black python, it swallowed the black room behind the mirror.

When it was about to swallow the little girl into its stomach, the skin on the girl's back was pulled apart like clothes, and a boy who was only a few years old slammed out!

The boy was bloodshot, and there were several adult resentful spirits entwined with him. Among them, the girl's father seemed to be among them.

"The owners of the business cards in the living room should be here. This kid is the culprit. It keeps attracting people over the phone, and it kills those people."

The cry sounded in the bedroom, despair soaked into the mirror, crying hands stroking the mirror surface, the body blended into the mirror little by little.

Overcoming the fear in the beast alley, after daring to stay alone in the midnight mall, crying is the neighbor who followed Han Fei the most times. Now he is no longer the kid who only played hide and seek.

When the cry appeared, the whole room fell into grief, and all despair became a weapon of crying.

Without letting other people intervene, after crying into the dark room in the mirror, he slowly closed his hands towards the child.

His ten fingers seem to be able to provoke the despair of the souls of the child, and directly turn the resentment of being enslaved by the child into a shackle that binds him.

Despair formed a cage, and the cry of crying evoked the most painful past in the child's heart. When the boy was hysterical, he cried and sent it to the black python's mouth.

The black shadow swallowed the boy's body, crying while standing on the boy's body, pointing his finger to the boy's forehead.

The intense pain caused the boy to scream, his mind was gradually completely occupied by despair, and a drop of cold tears converged entirely from Yin Qi came out of those numb eyes.

Reaching out to take away the teardrops, crying took away all the boy's memories and despair.

Compared with boys, crying is like a gluttonous and desperate monster.

"Snapped!"

The mirror shattered, crying and grabbing the black python walking out of it.

There was no change in the crying body, but the desperate breath became stronger, and the scope of the crying effect expanded again.

It should be the black giant python who got more benefits. It swallowed the room behind the mirror, absorbed all the resentment and yin accumulated there, and its body doubled.

"Attention player number 0000! You have found an unknown type of pet!"

"Pet type:???"

"New ability: black room."

"Black room: There is a black room hidden in its body."

When the black python ran back to Han Fei and Xu Qin's feet, Han Fei also received the system's prompt.

This little monster swallowed the weird mirror in the closet and gained the power of a mirror.

In fact, Han Fei has always been very curious about this little monster. He also asked Xu Qin about the specific training process, but Xu Qin asked three questions.

She just regarded the next room as a place to dispose of waste, and kept pouring some cursed food into it. As a result, who knew that the whole room actually became conscious, and it started to please Xu Qin in order to be able to eat more.

Before the black python returned to the shadows, it opened its mouth and spit out a girl with a phone.

The girl is a small resentment, there is no **** smell on her body, and there is a huge wound on her back that cannot be healed.

Han Fei touched her head with the secret of touching the depths of the soul. The girl's soul is very simple, and her heart is full of fear.

After she was locked in the mirror, she became a boy's tool to deceive the soul, and it was indeed miserable.

"I saved you from the mirror, should you thank me? Life for life, you can follow us in the future."

The girl looked at the resurrection knife in Han Fei's hand, and at the scarlet table knife in Xu Qin's hand, and nodded blankly.

"Do you know what lives in this clinic and residential building?"

Han Fei tried to communicate with the girl, and the girl didn't know if she understood what Han Fei meant. She kept extending four fingers towards Han Fei, as if she was talking about the fourth floor, and she seemed to be talking about room four.

As a person who came out of the dead building, Han Fei himself was extremely sensitive to the number four.

But he wanted to keep asking, but the girl couldn't reveal any more information.

No way, he put the girl in the spiritual altar first.

Opening the bedroom door, Tie Nan and Yan Tang were lying on the door panel eavesdropping.

"Brother Youfu, what did you find in the bedroom? Why do we hear who you keep making you laugh?" Yan Tang was really curious, and after holding it up for a long time, he asked.

"We are just communicating."

"Communication?" Yantang looked at the same messy bedroom, and he thought of Han Fei when he entered the last room: "Is this the way to deal with ghosts?"

"Let's go." Han Fei waved his hand: "Go to the fourth floor as soon as possible and take a look. We have stayed here long enough."

Han Fei still remembered the child's shoe print at the crossroads, and the hatred of the plastic surgery hospital could come at any time. They should hurry up and explore.

Walking out of the house with the altar in his arms, when Han Fei looked back, he found that there were a few more mirrors on the corridor.

"The mirror in the clinic seems to be following us all the way." Yantang looked at the figure in the mirror: "The building used to be full of people, and now they are all in the mirror. This is very strange, you say they Did you go in voluntarily? Or was forced in by something?"

"If I can live only by entering the mirror, then I will definitely choose to enter the mirror."

Han Fei glanced behind him, but the mirror hiding the doctor did not follow.

Several people came to the third floor, and some paper money gradually appeared on the ground. It seemed that someone had just passed away on this floor, and even the couplets on both sides of the door were white.

"Have you found a very strange thing?" Yantang pointed to the dressing table in a certain room: "The mirrors on this floor seem to be covered with black cloth."

"Generally, when someone in the family dies, he will cover the mirror in his room. It is said that this prevents his soul from attaching to the mirror." After Han Fei finished speaking, he suddenly stopped: "The soul of the deceased will be covered. Inhale the mirror, whoever wears a shroud is the real dead."

Calling Tie Nan, Han Fei asked, "Have you seen a man wearing a shroud before?"

"Yes."

"Is he the only one wearing the shroud?"

"Yeah, everyone else wears everything, as if he is wearing a shroud." Tie Nan still didn't understand what was going on.

"You should remember what the man in the shroud looks like? You turn around on the third floor, can you find his picture." To complete the task, Han Fei must find the ghost in the building that really meets the requirements, the whole building Only the man in the shroud was wearing a shroud, and he felt quite "naughty", he should be able to complete the task by catching him.

After checking all the rooms on the third floor, a few people didn't get any results, so they had to go to the fourth floor that the girl suggested.

There was a lot more paper money on the steps, and Han Fei regretted not bringing the businessman out.

"Have you heard any noise? It seems to be coming from downstairs." Tetsuo walked at the back of the team. He wanted to contribute to the team, but the highest-ranked he became an object that needed to be protected.

Looking down the gap in the middle of the stairs, a very strange picture appeared.

On the passage between the clinic and the residential building, there was a mirror as if being pushed by someone, slowly moving in the corridor, it made no sound, and the target seemed to be Han Fei and the others.

"There is a mirror following." Tie Nan reminded in a low voice.

"I saw it." Han Fei did not stop, he was the first to come to the fourth floor: "The mirror will move on its own. This place can be said to be the heaven of the mirror god. When the plastic surgery hospital area is completely taken down, maybe I You can build a lounge specifically for the mirror god, and it’s full of his kind."

The clothing on the fourth floor of the residential building is a bit special. On both sides of the corridor, every household on the left is decorated with lights, and on the right, paper money and wreaths are scattered at the door of every room on the right.

Han Fei and the others walked on the promenade, feeling very awkward and depressed.

"What happened in this place?"

Picking up an invitation on the ground, it says that a good day has come, and invite friends and relatives to the wedding.

The invitation itself is normal, but the name of each person on the invitation has been deducted.

Stepping on the wedding candy and paper money on the ground, Han Fei and the others came to the deepest part of the corridor. There was a huge red cloth in the darkest and gloomy part of the whole building.

"Intuition tells me that it's better not to touch this cloth indiscriminately." As soon as Yantang finished speaking, Han Fei took off the red cloth.

Under the thick red cloth is a huge mirror.

In the mirror stood a couple. The woman wears a phoenix crown and a rosy silk, and the man wears a champion uniform. They seem to be holding a Chinese wedding.

At a glance, the mirror was half red and white, half happy and half sad. The couple stood on the floor full of wedding candy and paper money, with their backs to the corridor.

The wind blew into the old building, the temperature began to drop rapidly, and the light became increasingly dim.

The paper money on the ground began to flutter, and the woman in the mirror seemed to take a step back.

There was footsteps downstairs, the woman in the mirror seemed to hear something, and her body began to turn slowly.

"Brother Youfu! Something is coming in the corridor!" Tie Nan shouted loudly, and he pointed behind him.

The cold wind penetrated into the sleeves, and Han Fei's ring also began to warn. He slowly turned and stared at the entrance of the corridor.

After a while, a man in a shroud appeared on the fourth floor.

He stood with his back to several players, neither approaching nor leaving.

The atmosphere became more and more tense. At this critical moment, Aunt Li seemed to hear something, and she walked towards the mirror at the end of the corridor little by little.

Because of the reflection in the mirror, the corridor appears to be very long. In fact, the aunt came to the front of the mirror without taking a few steps~www.wuxiaspot.com~Auntie! Aunt! Don't go there! "Yantang grabbed Aunt Li, and when he was dragging her back hard, he suddenly felt as if someone was watching him.

Slowly raising her head, Yantang found that the man and woman in the mirror did not know when he had already turned around.

The two of them are in perfect shape and have no blemishes on their skin. The only thing that is not in harmony is that they do not have their own faces!

"Broken! They are all here!" Tie Nan clenched his fists, sweating on his forehead anxiously.

"Go back and help Yantang." Han Fei held the spiritual altar with one hand, and held the death knife in the other.

"What about you?" Tie Nan's question was not answered, because before he could finish his questioning, Han Fei had already rushed towards the man in the shroud holding the spiritual altar.

Embracing the spirit altar, sprinting at full speed, Han Fei's figure was branded in Tie Nan's eyes.

"I seem to understand why they fear him."