My Healing Game

The latest website: Han Fei took the photos taken by Ji Zheng. The first photo was taken in the elevator room. All the elevators seemed to be out of control. The elevator doors kept opening and closing, swallowing corpses.

The second photo was taken on an unfamiliar floor. The dead people were possessed by resentful spirits, massacring believers and aborigines crazily.

The third photo was taken secretly, and in the photo stood a woman in red who was entangled in countless curses.

"Where was your last photo taken?" Han Fei's gaze stayed on the last photo, unable to move away for a long time.

Although the photo was very blurry and the rope of fate could hardly be seen clearly, Han Fei still recognized the other party.

"On the 49th floor, that woman was wrapped in hatred and curses. She seemed to be looking for someone in the building. She went straight from the first floor to the upper fifty floors." Ji Zheng seemed to be frightened by that woman, and he only dared to stay away. Candid shots, dare not approach.

"The hatred outside has entered the building, and the gods still haven't responded?" Han Fei thinks this is too abnormal. The skyscraper is the lair of the garden owner. Now the believers have been slaughtered twice, and it still hasn't moved at all: " It seems that the unspeakable goal is indeed the paradise passage."

Han Fei beckoned to Mr. Mo, and asked the other party to take out the radio that was about to break: "I want to contact the dancers outside the building, can you help me?"

"This can only be contacted through a single line." Mr. Mo also felt a little helpless: "In addition, this radio may not be used a few times. We'd better cherish every opportunity to use it."

"Now is a very critical moment." Han Fei pressed Da Nie's head and put the radio in front of it: "How did you send out the information last time?"

When the dancer contacted Han Fei before, Da Nie sent out the message that Han Fei was planning to mate crazily in the building through the curse he carried. This may be one of the reasons why Hong Yi's hatred entered the building.

Da Xie was slightly aggrieved and lay on the ground, touching the radio with his head.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful, you and Shen Luo are two happy people." Han Fei subconsciously classified Da Nie and Shen Luo into the same category.

At Han Fei's urging, Da Nie injected drops of soul poison into the radio, and there were more and more cracks on it.

Mr. Mo next to him looked terrified, but he didn't dare to say anything.

A few minutes later, the sound of rustling electricity rang on the radio, and the old and surprised voice of the dancer came from the radio.

"Why did my radio get wet?"

"Get out of the way! It's poisonous!"

After confirming that communication was possible, Han Fei didn't write: "Old man, Mr. Mo and I have already met in the building, and now you must tell the hatred that came to me as soon as possible! The hatred that did not enter the building immediately returned to the passageway of the paradise! The unspeakable goal is probably the passage! Let them guard the shrine in the paradise!"

"Passage? Paradise? What are you talking about..."

Before the dancer can react, the call has been cut off, and the radio is full of soul poison, and it may take a while before it can be used again.

"I hope the old man can pass on my words." Han Fei also tried his best. He returned the radio to Mr. Mo, and then took out the **** paper figurine from his arms.

The paper figurine stained red by Xu Qin's blood became very excited as soon as it appeared. There is a certain connection between it and Xu Qin, and the two sides can perceive each other's existence.

"Lead the way, let's go upstairs!" Han Fei now needs to do two things, find other fragments of No. 2's brain, and reunite with the hatred of the one who entered the skyscraper.

Skyscrapers can enter but cannot exit, even if hatred will not risk stepping into it, after all, this is an unspeakable territory, but the hatred wrapped in the curse rushed in without hesitation, this is no longer a simple matter Neighborhood too.

Letting the soul of evil expand on the lower fifty floors, Han Fei led the others into the blood-stained elevator.

Guided by the **** paper figurine, they came to the fortieth floor together.

Stepping out of the elevator, familiar and friendly curses lingered around Han Fei, and he had similar condiments in his meals every day.

"Xu Qin used a curse on this floor." Han Fei kicked away the sundries in the corridor and checked each room, and all the grievances and curses in the hearts of all the female criminals were stripped away: "There is no one alive, it can be seen that she is in a hurry .”

"It's not anxious, it's cruel, okay?" Ji Zhengzhen didn't know where Han Fei met these friends, none of them were normal.

"Go, keep going up!"

"Are you sure? The 40th to 50th floors are the floors of totalitarian life. They enslaved many monsters, and it is said that there are works of gods." Ji Zheng is now talking more politely to Han Fei: "I don't want to stop You, I just hope you can think clearly."

"Didn't we kill one in totalitarianism?" Han Fei walked towards the elevator: "Everyone has no way to turn back. Instead of pinning our hopes on others, we should do it ourselves and choke the throat of fate."

The smell of blood in the elevator room is extremely strong. There are more than 20 elevators in the skyscraper that have never stopped. The living and the dead keep coming in and out. Most of the passengers who took the elevator did not come out in the end, but even if they know that the elevator is a cannibal The monsters are still scrambling to enter it.

People on the upper fifty floors want to come down to avoid disasters, people on the lower fifty floors want to go up to live a better life, and the skyscrapers are being torn apart by several forces.

The numbers on the elevator display began to change, and when the blood-red number changed to "49", the elevator stopped, and the elevator cards that Han Fei found did not have permission to continue upward.

"What's the difference between the upper 50th floor and the lower 50th floor?" Han Fei walked out of the elevator holding the blood-colored paper figurine, and the biting curse breath gathered towards Han Fei, like a scarlet hug.

"It represents two different eras." Mr. Mo walked away from Han Fei and walked at the end of the line: "I heard from the dancer that the life of the owner of the garden is divided into two stages, corresponding to the lower fifty floors and the upper five. On the tenth floor, you should also be able to see that the lower fifty floors are dilapidated, dirty and poor, even survival is a problem, these are actually the living environment of the garden owner in his childhood."

"Then the upper fifty floors correspond to the memory of the garden owner when he became an adult?"

"It's not all like this. To be precise..." Mr. Mo thought for a while before opening his mouth: "It corresponds to the memory of the owner of the garden after he became a 'ghost'."

"Memories after becoming a ghost?"

"Although the lower fifty floors are poor, dirty, and occupied by disease and death, at least they are still within the scope of human beings; the upper fifty floors look prosperous and beautiful, but in fact those are just appearances. According to the dancers, there is an extremely absurd place. , madness, and despair, where you can’t see any normal emotions and characters.” Mr. Mo lowered his voice: “This building is actually the life of the owner of the garden.”

"Then how can we enter the upper fifty floors?" Han Fei looked at the paper figurine who was desperately absorbing the curse. He felt that Xu Qin deliberately left a lot of curses. If Han Fei came here, those curses could help Han Fei.

"There are three ways: to obtain the permission of the gods, walk the corridors to break through the taboo blockade, and open the shrines of the gods, and compete with the gods for control of the building." Ji Zheng said: "I have been trying to find a way to go to the building above the fifty floors. area, but they have not been successful. Now with the help of your monster, we should have a 30% chance of escaping from the taboo in the corridor."

"The corridor is not the best choice. Take me to find the shrine of the gods." Han Fei let out the evil, and the other party became more excited when he came to the forty-ninth floor, just like a dog that has been hungry for three days and sees the bones.

"The shrine of the gods only exists in legends. Except for the most devout fanatics, no one knows where it is. I even suspect that it is a hoax." Ji Zheng wanted to make Han Fei give up his unrealistic fantasy. But who knew that before he finished speaking, Da Nie rushed towards a certain direction like crazy.

"Follow it!"

Xu Qin had just finished cleaning the forty-ninth floor, and Han Fei and the others were not hindered too much, but they also found some fragments of Xu Qin's clothes during the movement. The strongest hatred around Han Fei came to this place. layer was injured.

After putting away the pieces of clothes, Han Fei quickened his pace. They ran around under the leadership of Da Nie, and after going around several times, they came to a strange place.

A pillar with a diameter of more than three meters was built at the center of the 49th floor, and there was no such thing on other floors.

"Load-bearing wall?" Han Fei touched the huge stone pillar and gave Da Nie a look. The other party immediately understood, took a few steps back, and slammed into the pillar with all his strength!

Da Nie's skin was difficult to penetrate even the will of the gods, but after it hit the pillar, a small streak of Lihen appeared on its head, and soul poison and black blood stained the stone pillar.

Stimulated by the wound, Da Nie became more excited, and the more pain a monster like it felt, the more excited it would be.

Completely ignoring Han Fei, Da Nie was attracted by the things inside the pillar, like a moth to a flame, ramming towards the stone pillar time and time again in the most primitive way.

"It, has it always been like this?" Ji Zheng covered the eyes of the frightened boy: "Do you want to stop it?"

"Although I am its owner, I really can't stop it." Han Fei's blood volume had not recovered, so he didn't dare to go casually.

There was more and more black blood and soul poison on the pillar, and as they continued to spread, the lines on the pillar gradually became clear, which were the faces of innocent people crying in pain.

Their bodies seemed to be sealed in the pillars, only their twisted and painful faces were exposed.

"Do it, let's attack it together!" Han Fei took out the Butcher's Knife, and walked towards the other side of the pillar with a surge of evil spirit.

"Are you sure? This thing seems to be placed by the gods, connecting the past and the future..." Before Mr. Mo finished speaking, Han Fei had already slashed on the pillar with a knife. The bright knife light avoided those faces, and there were cracks in the people. The edges of the face appear.

Ji Zheng took a light breath. Looking at Han Fei and Da Nie who had no reverence for the gods, he didn't know whether the owner was like a pet or the pet was imitating the owner.

In fact, there was no need for Ji Zheng and the others to take action. The killing intent of the butcher's knife and Da Nie had severely damaged the surface of the column. These two diametrically opposed forces forcibly tore the "shell" of the column of the building.

The stone coat was broken, and the true appearance of the pillar was displayed in front of everyone.

The bodies of the victims are twisted and intertwined~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is not a stone pillar at all, but a human pillar that supports the building.

"It's very difficult for the Rebirth Knife to cause harm to these innocent victims." Han Fei stopped, and the big evil next to him also turned around in a hurry. "Pillar of Man".

"Da Nie is only interested in the shrine. What it is looking for is inside the pillar, and the way to the upper fifty floors should also be hidden in the pillar." Han Fei knew Da Nie very well, and knew that Da Nie had no tribute to the gods. No resistance.

"This pillar was erected by the gods. As the foundation of the building, those innocent people are the objects of living sacrifices." Mr. Mo's eyes were full of pity and pain: "Pull the pile, erect the pillar, stuff the bean hole, and throw it into the furnace." God, the gods sacrificed too many people to build this building."

"Is there a way to save these people?" Han Fei stood beside the "Pillar of Human Beings", and he gripped the butcher's knife tightly.

"Yes." Mr. Mo looked at Han Fei with complicated eyes: "Kill that evil god."

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