My Healing Game

Latest URL: Her eyes were fixed on the corner of the room, Caibao's body was completely frozen, her face turned pale almost instantly, and cold sweat broke out in a flash.

The cat was hidden behind the door, in the bedroom with the window closed, but the sheets were shaking slightly, and his fingertips touched something.

Black raindrops fell on the glass window, and the vegetable bag was swallowed by great fear. She screamed suddenly, fell to the ground, and quickly crawled away from the bed.

Her back touched the wall, and Cai Bao used her last courage to hug Mao Mao behind the door, and she stared nervously under the bed.

The hanging sheets began to sway again, like undulating waves.

She held her breath and didn't dare to make any sound, her eyes were fixed on the sheets, the "thing" under the bed seemed to be coming out!

The heartbeat continued to accelerate, but the sheets returned to normal.

Everything seemed to be an illusion of scaring myself, but the black rain outside the window seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Caibao didn't dare to stay in the house, so she ran to the living room with the cat in her arms.

"Leave immediately!"

Putting on his shoes in a hurry, Cai Bao was about to open the anti-theft door when he heard the familiar cat meowing again.

She looked down, and the cat in her arms was motionless, and the sound was obviously coming from somewhere else.

Subconsciously turned his head to look at the bedroom, the hanging sheets were lifted, and a man with a distorted face was lying under the bed, his head stuck out of the sheets, and cat meows were constantly coming out of his mouth.

Caibao's legs were so frightened that his body seemed to have no bones. He crawled out from under the bed, landed on all fours, and quickly rushed out of the bedroom and crawled into the living room!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and Liulimao shouted Cai Bao's name outside the door. Cai Bao, who had been in a hurry, reacted immediately, and opened the door with his last strength: "Run! Don't come in!"

Caibao hugged her cat in one hand and Liuli Mao outside the door with the other, urging Liuli Mao to leave quickly like the heroine in a horror movie.

"What did you see?"

"Hurry up! He's about to chase him out! He's already crawled into the living room!"

"But there's no one in your room!" Liuli cat pressed Caibao's shoulder: "Calm down! Your cat is terrified."

Under Liuli Mao's comfort, Cai Bao finally calmed down. She looked at the cat in her arms, and all the bloodstains on the other party's body disappeared. Instead, there were a few wounds on her arms that were scratched by the cat.

After Cai Bao let go of her hand, the cat in her arms struggled to get free as if frightened.

"Are you hallucinating?" Liulimao helped the vegetable bag back to the house, and she even ran into the bedroom, lifted the sheet and looked, but there was nothing underneath.

"Impossible." Caibao now has a great fear of the bed: "I saw a man hiding under my bed. His body was like a cat. I seemed to touch his face! Yes! I touched it. It's in his face! It's cold!"

"Caibao, listen to me, there is a problem with the game "Perfect Life", and many people who have played the game have experienced abnormalities one after another." Liulimao hugged Caibao's shoulders, trying to cheer up his friends who were in fear: " It's all fake, it's the negativity of that game, it's amplifying the unease in your memory."

"The uneasiness in my memory?" Caibao didn't understand Liulimao's words.

"Have you ever had a horror experience with beds or cats?"

"Horrorful memory..." Caibao thought about it for a while, and his face suddenly became a little grim: "When I was very young, I lived with my grandmother. One evening, I played hide-and-seek with my friends. When I passed by a cemetery, I saw a cat. A wounded old cat."

"Then what?"

"I couldn't bear it, so I took it home secretly, but I was afraid that my grandma would scold me, so I hid it under the bed. The cat is old, human, not noisy, eats and drinks quietly, but I gradually realized that the old cat was staring at me, as if imitating my movements." This happened many years ago, but Cai Bao still feels scared when he thinks back.

"It's okay, just talk slowly." Liulimao gently held Caibao's cold hand, and kept comforting her.

"A week or so later, the old cat died under the bed, and I started to have a fever for no reason. Later, my grandmother found out the cause and effect, and asked someone to split the bed at home to make a coffin, and burned it with the old cat's body. At that time, my parents When I was working in other places, my grandma took me to see a doctor for infusions during the day, and stayed by my bedside at night, pointing at me and yelling at me as soon as midnight passed. According to the nurse, my grandma scolded me for two whole nights. In three days I suddenly had a fever."

"Your grandma shouldn't be scolding you, but that old cat." Liuli Mao poured Caibao a cup of hot water, and before Caibao went to pick up the cup, he wiped his hands frantically with a towel: "What are you doing?" ?”

"The black rain fell on my hands, sticky and smelly! I can't wipe it off!"

"Black rain?" Liulimao looked out the window: "It is indeed raining today, but the rain is no different from usual?"

"Look carefully!" Caibao stood up and pointed to the window glass: "This rain is obviously black! It looks like stinking blood!"

"Could it be that only people who are mentally abnormal and affected by that power will see the black rain?" Liulimao didn't argue with Caibao anymore, she took out her mobile phone and told Huang Ying about the things here, many of which were only living in people's minds The strange talks and weirdness of the past are gradually becoming reality.

After Huang Ying answered the phone, he immediately asked Liulimao to take the vegetable bag and leave. He is also in a state of desperation now. After dark, various strange things began to happen.

The night shift taxi driver found half of the white cloth hidden under the seat as soon as he got in the car. He was about to check it when he heard the sound of the car door being opened. When he looked up again, a passenger had already sat in the back seat.

The other party was going to pick up someone at a place where the fire had occurred. The driver started the car in doubt, but the passengers outside the car kept banging on the door, as if scolding why the empty car didn't pull people?

The food delivery man in the city had been busy for a day, and suddenly found that it was raining black. He ran into the community with the last delivery, but no matter how hard he called, the other party didn't answer.

Looking up, on the balcony of a certain floor of the residential building, a woman kept waving to him, as if shouting something.

The delivery man hurried into the residential building, but accidentally slipped and fell to the ground, the lunch box fell, and a lot of black hair emerged from the lunch box.

Before he recovered, he saw a woman standing in the corridor, she kept waving at him...

Putting down the mobile phone that kept sending new reports, Huang Ying rubbed his temples: "Not only people who have played the game "Perfect Life" have abnormalities, patients who have used deep space technology psychotherapy aids have also started to have problems, 'ghosts' How many attack methods do you have?"

At first those things were just hallucinations and hysteria, but through communicating with Han Fei, Huang Ying knew that those things might really appear soon!

Several unspeakable people teamed up to plot not just a city, but they wanted to use Xinhu as a fulcrum to leverage the real world and subvert all orders and rules.

"The speed of the mutation is a bit fast, I'd better inform Han Fei." Huang Ying took out his encrypted phone, but he couldn't get through to Han Fei's number anyway.

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Taking the city train, Han Fei returned to the old city with the purchased supplies. It was still evening, but the sky had already darkened.

Dark clouds gathered over Xinhu, and soon the rain began to drip down.

Han Fei looked at the black raindrops falling on his body, stayed there for a moment, and slowly raised his head.

The endless darkness seemed to bury the entire city, and the sky was filled with black rain that exudes malice.

"Has the night come early?"

Running into the community, Han Fei ignored all abnormalities. He opened the door of his house, cooked a large table of meat dishes with the cooking skills he had honed in the deep world, and then placed all the chairs he could find in the house next to the dining table .

After cleaning the kitchen knife, Han Fei sat on the main seat. He looked at the vacant seats, as if he was talking to himself: "I don't care if you are hallucinations or real existence. Since you are here, then I will be happy." Treat you well, but if you dare to use your brains, you will be the next one to be put on the table, and I will do what I say."

It was obvious that Han Fei was alone in the room, and he knew that there was only one person, but he still cooked a large table, which was his way of hospitality.

Regardless of whether the "friends" were full or not, Han Fei ate a big meal. Before lying down in the game room, he checked the room thoroughly, and finally took out his phone to check the information.

No one called his phone, looking through the memo, all the information is still there.

Then Han Fei clicked on the album again, but the weirdest photo was deleted.

"Someone moved my phone."

Once Han Fei found a special photo in his mobile phone. The photographer took his mobile phone and took a picture of him playing a game. The other party seemed to want to tell Han Fei his existence in this way.

The photo is gone, but there is an extra message on the last page of the memo.

"The name of the day is the night. The day is crying, and the night is laughing. When the night is gone, he will return the smile to the day."

After nightfall, the rain became heavier, and black raindrops kept hitting the window glass.

It was precisely because of the existence of the black rain that Han Fei was in a daze. He even had the illusion that he hadn't left the game yet.

"If I can't stop the garden master and Meng's will, I'm afraid this city will be no different from the deep world." Han Fei can now understand Fu Sheng's choice, but he still won't follow Fu Sheng's path: " Maybe I have to pay a thousand times the price to let the two worlds see the light, this road is destined to be more difficult than Fu Sheng’s choice, but if no one does it, what’s the point of an unchanging future?"

Putting on the gaming helmet, Han Fei closed the door of the gaming cabin.

Blood came down, and everything in his sight was covered with blood. Han Fei felt a little lighter on his back, as if part of what he was carrying was taken away by another person.

"I don't know which unlucky guy helped me bear the pressure?"

Opening his eyes, Han Fei returned to the skyscraper. He had not been away for a short time, and new changes were likely to occur in the building.

Touching the ghost pattern, Han Fei dared not open the door until he called out the evil.

Darkness, decay, rust, filth, all the filthy things made Han Fei regain his state in an instant.

Han Fei reached out and touched the ground, but the Soul of Evil did not respond. He looked through the inventory and found that No. 2's brain fragments were lying quietly in the corner of the inventory.

After Han Fei took out the fragments, the surrounding flesh and blood began to gather.

A few minutes later, the body of "Dean" was reorganized in front of Han Fei. After Han Fei put the brain fragment of No. 2 into the Dean's body, the dark pupils of the Soul of Evil appeared in the Dean's eye sockets.

"It's not fun at all. I feel like my body has been torn into several parts." The evil soul's eyes were still cold and evil: "After you leave, I seem to fall into eternal sleep."

"What? You want to kill me and replace me?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes and replied calmly.

"You don't associate with that evil soul in the future~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Being too close to him will make you dark too." The evil soul looked behind Han Fei with a strange expression, but he didn't address this question. What can I say.

"What about the rest?"

"I'll take you there." The flesh and blood of the soul of evil melted into the ground, and he took Han Fei to a cemetery on the twenty-fifth floor, where Ji Zheng and others were hiding.

"Are you all okay?" Han Fei was relieved to find that everyone was not injured.

"There was a big accident on the upper fifty floors, and the elevator that transported the corpse never stopped." Ji Zheng held the hand of the frightened boy. He shaved off his beard and quit drinking, and looked several years younger.

"Is it still the same as before? After the body was brought down, the head exploded immediately?"

"No, the death patterns are all kinds of strange, and the whole building is in chaos now." Ji Zheng took out a few photos he took: "The night police have bloodbathed the totalitarian regime, the death squads have killed people everywhere, all the taboos have been triggered, and new hatred has entered the building .”

(end of this chapter)