My Healing Game

Rebirth from the shackles of past karma is a definition of past life.

Han Fei held the handle of the knife in his hand. He felt that the knife was incomparably heavy, but incomparably light. The people who traveled with him handed over everything to Han Fei, and they accompanied Han Fei to hold the knife together.

"D-level exclusive."

The previous rebirth knife can already kill hatred, and the current rebirth knife seems to have become sharper.

As the mirror connecting Building No. 7 and "Building No. 8" was broken, all the beautiful human nature was absorbed by the knife of rebirth, and the delicate balance completely collapsed.

The souls who were trapped in nightmares to death rushed upwards with hatred, the buildings built with corpses collapsed, and the corpses fell from the walls like bricks, and there was a rain of corpses in the deep underground. .

Those souls full of negative emotions passed by Han Fei. They frantically invaded every inch of the hospital, venting their anger, leaving behind curses and resentments until their bodies became transparent and slowly dissipated.

Han Fei led the others out of Building 7. He once again saw the serious consequences of the deep world invading reality. Once the long-standing resentment broke out, reality would become a place for them to vent their anger.

"Fu Sheng and the others made the perfect game of life. Could it be that the game that can access human consciousness can act as a 'mirror' of the deep world and reality?"

The game of Perfect Life focuses on warmth and healing, and possesses all the beauty in the world, just like the mirror connecting the seventh building and the "eighth building", the seventh building represents the reality, and the eighth building represents the deep world. Right.

"'Perfect Life' is a buffer zone, and Fu Sheng's real intention may be to let 'Perfect Life' heal the deep world."

The idea is very good, but it is too idealistic. In the face of huge interests, not to mention others, even Fu Sheng's own younger brother, Fu Tiandu, has a disagreement with him.

The current situation has reached the most complicated level. If it is not handled properly, it is likely to lead to the worst outcome.

The crazy, chaotic and **** city outside is not hypothetical and fantasy, but what really happened, just buried.

Everything in the shrine memory world is constructed based on the memories that have really happened.

Glancing at the emergency room overwhelmed by resentful spirits, Han Fei called Yan Le to his side: "You said Butterfly prepared eight bodies, where are the other six?"

"There is another in Building No. 4 of Xingfu Community. It is an orphan." Yan Le's mother pointed to the wound on her daughter's stomach: "I will tell you about the other five."

Xingfu Community is a very special place for Han Fei. When he heard this place from Yan Le's mother, his eyebrows rose slightly, but soon returned to normal.

Various medical tools were found in the hospital, and the professional doctor in the player helped Yan Le deal with the wound, and then a few people rushed to the happy community by car.

"The original happy community was specially used to house those orphans, and that community should be the most unhappy place in the city." Yan Le's mother saw that her daughter's condition was getting better, and she said more: "The park manager needs to stop from despair. But most of the desperate people couldn't meet their demands, so a certain 'person' came up with a solution. In the name of charity, he opened a private welfare home for adoption and abandoned people. Infants and orphans. According to his own ideas, he cultivates all kinds of desperate children, instilling different negative emotions in each of them, and artificially creating monsters.”

When I heard Yan Le's mother's words, the faces of the people in the car were not very good. I thought that "Dream" was the most brutal and disgusting among the five managers, but I didn't expect that "people" were similar.

"Every child has their own personality, and the staff will screen them. Finally, the children who grow up will be sent to the Happy Orphanage, and suitable parents will be selected for them."

"What does it mean to be a suitable parent?"

"Children do not have the right to choose their parents, and the same is true for the orphans in the orphanage. In order to create the personality they want, the staff will specifically look for adults with some personality defects, and let the orphans enter their families and grow up in the defects. Distorted." Yan Le's mother knew a lot of things, and the boss was listening silently beside him.

"My home is also in the happy community. Did I grow up in such an environment?" Han Fei has not recalled his childhood memories, and the most painful part seems to be taken away by laughter.

"You also live in Xingfu Community?" Yan Le's mother was speechless for a while, she stared at Han Fei for a long time, and then put on another tone: "I know you must be very resentful of them, but now the overall situation is the most important, we Just concentrate on dealing with the 'dream', and don't implicate other managers."

"Don't worry, it's another person who is dealing with Paradise. What we need to do is to clear the ghosts in the city and destroy the ritual of dreams." Han Fei said that he was going to deal with Fu Sheng and Paradise. To a certain extent, Han Fei believed in Crazy Laughter. , this can be regarded as self-confidence.

The black taxi was speeding on the road. After saving Fu Sheng's remnant soul, Han Fei also changed his mind about the city. Even if some people only exist in memory, they should be redeemed.

Along the way, Han Fei will take action whenever he sees a ghost appearing. While he is accumulating Paradise Points for Li Guoer, the team behind him is getting longer and longer.

In the chaotic city where ghosts are rampant, Han Fei brought hope to everyone, and that black taxi has become a strange story that everyone wants to encounter.

"Han Fei, will we be too high-profile? If this continues, we will also be targeted by those big ghosts." Xiao Jia looked at the motorcade behind him. More and more people were fleeing, and the family was no longer safe. Ghosts may emerge from somewhere, without any sign, this unspeakable fear can directly torture people crazy.

"Laughter is responsible for creating chaos, and I am responsible for maintaining the most basic order. These people can be sent to the happy community later. I want to make the happy community a well-known happy community."

Along the way, Han Fei encountered all kinds of ghosts, some hiding in the shadows, some disguised as living people and mixed in the team. There are all kinds of strange and hard to prevent. Fortunately, Han Fei has a lot of experience in dealing with these ghosts, so I can save it. most of the citizens.

Han Fei's on-site teaching also opened the eyes of those players. They couldn't imagine that a thriller actor could become a real ghost hunter. Only now did they understand that the co-authors were all acting, and only Han Fei was actually doing it.

More and more convoys followed Han Fei, and they were all rescued by Han Fei.

Han Fei never forced them. Those citizens took the initiative to follow behind the black taxis and drove towards the edge of the city.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was a little brighter, the ghosts temporarily hid in the shadows, and the whole city was shrouded in cries.

After the catastrophe, the survivors have time to grieve at this time, but they don't know that the days in the future will become more and more desperate, and the days will be shorter and shorter until the sun never rises again.

Han Fei joined the policemen who had a nightmare last night on the way, and then came to Xingfu Community together.

"Everyone, don't run around, wait for me to clean up these buildings." Happy Community has a special meaning to Han Fei. He doesn't want his home to be ravaged by foreign ghosts, so he plans to make it a non-existent place. A sanctuary attacked by ghosts.

Han Fei has never underestimated the horror of ghosts, but he will not underestimate the ability of people to adapt themselves. With so many citizens gathered here, there will always be a few special people like Xiao You, who will be the hope of another path.

This road is destined to be difficult, and many people will die. In reality, Han Fei does not dare to try, so he can only do it in the memory world of the shrine.

He doesn't have to think about the life and death of others, he just needs to risk his own life.

Entering Building No. 1 with the Death Sword, Han Fei found that all the residents surnamed Fu in the building had already left, and they seemed to have foreseen the disaster in advance.

"It ran very fast, and I was going to put you in the ghost pattern."

There were only a few little ghosts left in the building, and Han Fei fed them to Xiaoyou's mother and the hearse. Along the way, Xiaoyou's mother also devoured a lot of ghosts, and she has successfully turned it into resentment.

In fact, Xiaoyou's mother and Yan Le's mother are very similar in many ways, but they have different definitions of guardianship, resulting in different results.

Building 1, Building 2...

When Han Fei walked to Building 4, the ugly cat in his backpack suddenly exploded, and the red rope in his hand tightened instantly.

"It seems that there is a big guy hidden in this building." Han Fei did not forget the various experiences he had when he came to Xingfu Community. In the depths of the darkness, there were terrifying ghosts that were completely assembled from despair.

"Last time I was concerned about Xu Qin, worried about her safety, and rushed to see her, otherwise you thought you could really scare me away?" Han Fei held on to his death and let Xiaoyou, Yan Le and the other players follow him. Slowly entered the fourth building.

The corridor was pitch-dark, all light entering here would be distorted, the smell of incense wafted in the air, and there were a lot of half-burned yellow paper scattered on the ground.

"It's not paper money, it seems to be a talisman for sealing ghosts." Senpao picked up half of the yellow paper and studied it for a long time: "Look at the pattern on it, is it the same pattern as the hair of the dead on the hospital walls?"

"Is this talisman really useful to ghosts?"

"It's probably useless, otherwise it won't all be burned." The boss threw the yellow paper away, and looked at the corridor strangely: "Every ritual of the dream seems to be different, treat Yan Le as The body is to obtain the map of the labyrinth, and the former Fu Sheng is regarded as the body because he was selected by other managers, and I don’t know what else in Building No. 4 is worthy of his conspiracy.”

"Each building in Xingfu Community corresponds to an orphan, and the building number is the number of the orphan. The dream may be to value the fourth child." Yan Le's mother seemed to have noticed something and frowned: "There is a hidden kind of lethality in this apartment. I have a very uncomfortable breath."

Xiaoyou's mother also felt it, and kept roaring, as if warning Han Fei.

"A breath that makes ghosts hate." Han Fei clenched the red rope and walked in the front.

No one lived on the first floor, and the rooms on the second floor were empty. When Han Fei came to the third floor, he saw an old lady kneeling in the center of the corridor.

"Looks like a living person?"

The old lady looked at about eighty years old, her body shrunk together, facing the middle of the corridor.

"Grandma? Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?" Xiao Jia may have been touched by porcelain, and he habitually took out his mobile phone to take pictures while approaching.

The thin old lady doesn't seem to have good ears. She whispered something in her mouth, but she didn't respond to the outside world.

Xiao Jia walked over hesitantly, just as he was about to reach out to help the old man, the old lady suddenly raised her hands on both sides of her body and grabbed Xiao Jia's shoulders: "Don't block the way! You are blocking the yin gods. road!"

A very terrifying face was hidden under her dirty hair, her facial features were covered with various scriptures, and there seemed to be a phalanx in her mouth.

"Old lady, did something happen to you at home?" Han Fei felt that the old man was very special. Most of the living and ghosts in the previous buildings left, and only the old lady stayed here alone.

"Get out of the way! Don't get in the way of the Yin God!" The old lady was so emotional, she grabbed the ashes from the censer with her thin hands and threw it at several people.

"Don't get excited. From your appearance, it seems that someone in the family has fallen for evil. I was born with psychic powers. I also know a little about the ghosts, and I also have some friendship with the passers-by." Han Fei is saying this. At the same time as he spoke, his temperament had already changed, and his acting skills had already reached the point where things were smooth and silent.

Seeing that the old man's attitude had eased, Han Fei took out the props used in the resurrection ceremony from his backpack: "If you don't mind, I can help you take a look."

After the two sides confronted each other for a while in the corridor, the old man let go of Xiao Jia and got up from the ground.

"My grandson didn't know what was on his body, and I wanted to get that thing off of him."

"Can you take me to see him?"

"Also, but only you can enter the room." The old lady walked upstairs tremblingly, Han Fei motioned for the others to stay where they were, and he followed behind the old man alone.

The more you go upstairs, the stronger the depressing atmosphere~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There are yellow talismans everywhere on the walls, copper bells hang from the handrails of the stairs, and incense burners and tableware are placed in the corners.

"Did you do all this alone?"

"Yes." The old lady supported the wall and walked up: "Don't be too surprised when you meet my grandson. He was just possessed by something, and he was actually alone."

The old man didn't say it, but her reminder made Han Fei a little nervous: "You mean, doesn't he look like a human anymore?"

The gloomy wind blew, and the talisman paper on the wall fell to the ground. The old lady didn't say a word, and led Han Fei to the fourth floor.

They didn't go up a few floors altogether, but it felt like they had come a long way and came to a completely different place.

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