My Healing Game

Latest website: Eyes full of curses, lips that have tasted despair, the cheek with fatal temptation is right in front of Han Fei.

She was bruised and bruised and abandoned her soul. At this moment, she stepped out of the curse, hugged Han Fei's head with both hands, and looked down at the face that she didn't remember at all.

"I may have no medicine to cure, and I may be dissipated in the next blink of an eye, so please don't let go of your hand when you see me. Hold me tight, just like me."

Thousands of curses surged on her wounds, ninety-nine deaths and ninety-nine memories made Xu Qin what she is now, but there was no trace of regret or sadness in her words.

She believed in Han Fei extremely, and she put all her final bets on Han Fei without hesitation.

"Yes, just like this, hold me tight!"

Leaning down, the curse turned into a woman and occupied Han Fei's eyes, and she branded herself in Han Fei's mind.

The shady memory that was shattered by the soul-evoking ability changed. Han Fei stretched his arms and read out the last step of marrying a ghost.

"Return to the soul!"

Thousands of different curses flowed into the paper figurine's body along the red rope at the fingertips. The broken paper figurine opened his eyes, and his eyes reflected the endless night, the boundless lonely city, and Han Fei beside him.

The paper figurine couldn't speak, but its expression was very smart, and it was in the same mind as Han Fei, as if she lived in the paper figurine's body.

The despair and yin of the ancestral house were poured into the paper figurine's body, and a faint hatred beat in the paper figurine's mouth. It held the red rope and leaned against Han Fei.

At the moment when the soul recovery was completed, Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the experience of the woman's ninety-nine deaths.

He died tragically again and again, stabbed into his heart like a knife, and his calm mind set off huge waves, frantically attacking the shady curtain that blocked the memory, and the cracks on the barrier kept expanding!

His body was trembling constantly, the cracks on the black screen of memory quickly collapsed, and his own voice sounded deep in his mind.

"It turns out that I have stopped you ninety-nine times..."

"What am I going to do to keep you?"

"To give you hope and comfort? Or to push you away from the beginning? Or to destroy the city, let the sunset despair, let the moonlight cry, and let the ghosts walk at night!"

The incantation all over his body has disappeared, Han Fei's lowered head slowly raised, and his eyes have changed significantly compared to before.

Putting on a black suit and a white smiling face mask, Han Fei hugged the blood-colored paper figurine next to him.

"Everything is arranged in the script, and the actors should act according to the script."

A cruel smile appeared on the face under the mask, and his eyes were no longer confused since when he started.

"I still don't think about my past, but I think about you, which is enough for me."

Going downstairs, step by step over the ashes of ash, returning from the nether to reality, the clock starts ticking again.

The door on the first floor of the ancestral house was opened, and when Han Fei left, the building condensed by Xu Qin's hateful memories dissipated in the city.

She gave her last obsession to Han Fei and sent it to the paper figurines. Now she has nothing else.

The cold wind blew through Han Fei's hair, and behind him was no longer a haunted house, but a rugged night road.

"Attention player number 0000! You have reached the sixth stage!" The cold voice in his mind quickly disappeared, and there was Xiao Jia's shout in the distance.

"Han Fei! Did you succeed in marrying a ghost?"

Xiao Jia and Xiao You all ran over, and Han Fei just nodded.

"Why do you feel different from just now?" The mobile phone hanging on Xiaoyou's neck vibrated slightly, and her mother was afraid.

"It should be your illusion, get in the car, we still have a lot of things to do tonight." Han Fei looked towards the community in the distance, staring at a certain unit building, facing a certain window, looking there recklessly.

"Aren't you going home yet?"

"Home? Where is your home?" Han Fei got into a taxi and closed the door.

"The points were increased by five points just now. Now we have a total of thirty-five points. Did you kill a grudge in that house?" Li Guoer started the car, and she found that Han Fei was indeed different from before he left. It felt like people who were originally close to each other suddenly walked away slowly, with a little less warmth and a little more danger.

"Marrying a ghost just now attracted other things, and she was later killed by the paper figurine." Han Fei knocked on the car window, and faces appeared on the roof of the car. He pressed his hand on the faces of the deceased. : "Let's go and bury the dead body first, and then go to the police station."

"Police station?" Li Guo'er turned her head in disbelief: "Are you sure?"

"Let's go give f a big gift."

"Do you want to blame the taxi passenger's death on F?" Li Guoer was very smart, she understood immediately: "Will it be too dangerous to do this, and we are likely to be exposed."

"How can I get points before catching ghosts?" Han Fei looked ahead: "F has killed more than one person, and the black knife in his hand that exudes killing intent is the best proof, he can't stand the investigation. "

Li Guo'er no longer refuted, and Xiao Jia and Xiao You in the back seat dared not speak. Since they saw Han Fei until now, this seems to be the first time that they have felt Han Fei's anger.

It was a calm rage that was terrifying from a distance.

The taxi was driving in the dark, and some of the relics and body fragments of the deceased hidden by the driver were found by Han Fei. He went to the Perfect Life B&B again to get items related to the B&B.

"It's a pity that this place is the only place in the entire city. The owner of this B&B wants to unite all the game participants and let everyone cooperate to clear the game." Li Guoer is very clear that once the police start an investigation, no matter whether f is affected or not, this B&B will Definitely closing.

"Perfect Life?" Han Fei sat in the car and looked at the sign of the B&B: "If they keep blocking me, it will be me who ruins "Perfect Life"."

Li Guoer always felt that there was something in Han Fei's words, as if Han Fei's perfect life was not referring to the homestay in front of him.

"Drive and go to the police station."

The wanted criminal went to the police station late at night, and Han Fei gave the police a gift he made.

However, the other people in the car did not have his psychological quality, so they were nervous and afraid.

After Han Fei returned to the car, Li Guoer started the car without saying a word and ran all the way.

"Don't drive around, now let's go to the starting station of the train." Han Fei leaned against the back of his seat, because he was wearing a white smiley mask, and the other people in the car didn't know the expression on his face at this time.

"Why go there?"

"Do you remember the bus that went to the park before? The laughing soul wants to sneak into the park through that bus, we need to find the maniac." Han Fei played with his company, and the sharp knife fluttered at his fingertips: " There are too many people playing chess in this city, and we need to clean up some."

"Are you going to cooperate with that lunatic?" Xiao Jia shook his head again and again: "I could see clearly that day, Hao Hao suddenly started laughing wildly, and then stretched out an arm directly from his body, and the person who laughed wildly died on the spot! You want Cooperate with Manic Laughter, and be careful you end up like that too!"

"I'm not cooperating with him. We will kill everyone, and then we will find a way to kill each other." Han Fei tapped the car window with his fingers. on the ground.

The taxi drove through the dark night and came to the starting station of the train. Han Fei and the others blocked the bus bound for the paradise.

"I don't know how many times this car runs every night, and we can't be sure that the person you're looking for is here."

"It's okay, follow it and kill all the evil spirits." Han Fei looked at the platform outside the bus window. If the bus was full of ghosts, it would be very dangerous for anyone to go up, so the best way is to get on the passengers. Get rid of them before the car.

The taxi can follow the bus, kill the ghost on the platform, and continue to the next platform. If you want to laugh and get on the bus among the passengers, then the two sides will meet.

If Crazy Laughter had already been attached to the staff in the car in advance, he would get out of the car to check when he saw so many abnormalities, just like the last time after the boy's body slaughtered too many people, Crazy Laughter shot.

Time passed by, and it was now the middle of the night.

After clearing two platforms in a row, Han Fei saw a student at the third stop of the train. To be precise, he should be an adult wearing a school uniform.

The man was in his twenties, pale, wearing glasses and carrying a very old school bag.

He didn't dare to be with other passengers, standing alone in the corner of the bus stop, it didn't matter if anyone else jumped in line, he seemed to be used to being the last one.

"Stop." After Han Fei greeted Li Guoer, he got off the bus and walked to the platform.

When the adult in the school uniform saw Han Fei, he took the initiative to step back and let Han Fei jump in the queue.

"Don't you mind if I stand in front of you?" Han Fei looked back at the man, his eyes dodging: "This position should belong to you."

"Someone has to be the last one." The man hesitated for a long time before saying the first sentence. He scratched his hair that had not been washed for several days, and said intermittently.

"How did you become like this? Can you tell me what happened to you?" Han Fei still hasn't figured out what the prerequisites are for Laughter's attachment. It seems that the more fragile a person is, the easier it is to be caught Manic laughter tore through the psychological defense line, alienated into a monster.

"Nothing has ever happened to me, and no one has bullied me. I just live my life peacefully, neither stealing nor robbing nor fighting..." The man seemed to have not said so much for a long time, he was slightly asthma.

"Then you are still a gentle person."

"Gentleness?" The man smiled embarrassedly, and the smile was bitter and ugly: "If the inferiority complex overflows, it will become the so-called gentleness that people see, because I have nothing else except these."

"You are a kind of false gentleness, treat everyone around you kindly, and only blame yourself, don't you think this is unfair to you?" Han Fei took a step forward: "You are already so old, and you are still wearing School uniforms have been living in the past, staying where they are."

"Don't say it, don't say it..." The man in the school uniform wanted to go forward, but the road was stopped by Han Fei: "The car is about to drive, and if you don't get in the car, you won't be able to reach the paradise."

"Why did you go to Paradise? Because you were still a child?"

"Let me go." The man in the school uniform stepped forward, and Han Fei also walked forward without giving in.

The man in the school uniform couldn't dodge in time and fell to the ground.

"I have my own car. After you answer my questions, I can drive you there."

"No." The man got up from the ground. He looked at the bus that had already started, and the expression on his face became more and more anxious: "Let me get on the bus, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

His speech speed became faster, and the expression on his face gradually changed. Those tight lips that seemed to have never smiled were slightly raised. The emotions that had accumulated in his heart for a long time seemed to be guided by some kind of force. down, completely exploded.

"Please, let me get in the car, I'm going to Paradise." The man picked up his schoolbag, but it seemed that because he didn't hold it firmly, a lot of blood-stained clothes and the knife wrapped in it fell off. When he came out, he hurriedly picked it up and wanted to put those things back into the schoolbag, but the zipper of the schoolbag seemed to be broken at this time and could not be closed.

"It's not like this. I've always been very obedient. I've listened to my mother and my father since I was a child. I've never caused trouble. I've always been actively apologizing and admitting mistakes. This time it's not my fault. I didn't kill them. These things are not mine. Yes, someone else put it in my bag." The man's body is already an adult, but his mind seems to be imprisoned at a certain stage, and he has never come out again.

"Listen to me, I didn't kill my father and mother, you can ask the neighbors, I have always been the most obedient child in the community! I have never done anything out of the ordinary! You believe me, you promise I'm not going to talk about this, okay?"

Holding the broken schoolbag, the man in the school uniform formed a stark contrast with the blood-stained clothes in the bag. He kept saying those words, but the strange smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

After the spiritual string was broken, the countless negative emotions accumulated in his heart suddenly burst out!

The corners of his mouth split open, his eyes bulging out, revealing an extremely exaggerated smile.

"No one will believe that I will kill them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They won't believe it themselves! I have always been the most obedient child, but why is the more obedient child the more bullied?"

The harsh laughter sounded, and Han Fei witnessed the whole process of the other party's emotional collapse and being dominated by laughter.

He still doesn't know what kind of existence Crazy Laughter is and what kind of strength he has now, but he has at least figured out a few conditions that Crazy Laughter needs to meet when controlling a person.

People with bigger psychological loopholes and more negative emotions accumulated in their hearts are more likely to be influenced by wild laughter and become his puppets.

"If laughing is the only thing he can do, then he doesn't pose much of a threat to me."

Han Fei took out his company, and he stared silently at the man who laughed wildly: "A troubled old man told me that there are five types of people to be careful of in this city, and you are one of them. The reason I came to you is very simple. , are you interested, join me in driving the other four types of people out of this city."

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