My Healing Game

The latest website: Shiweige used to be the most famous restaurant in the old city of Xinhu. The signboard at the entrance of the lobby is said to have a history of more than 200 years, and the owner's ancestor was an imperial chef.

Anyone who has lived in the old city knows this place, but most ordinary people probably won't have the chance to eat there in their lifetime.

Quietly walking out of the shadows, Han Fei glanced around.

The former top restaurant in Xinhu has now become a desolate "Yi Zhuang". The red lanterns hanging on both sides of the signboard sway in the night wind, like the scarlet eyes of evil spirits.

"The evil breath is so strong."

Han Fei was wearing Gao Cheng's black peaked cap, and the lazy ghost in the cap was frightened awake. It kept reminding Han Fei to leave, and there were a lot of ghosts gathered in the restaurant in front of him!

"Is it Ghost Festival today? Why does it feel like all the ghosts around are moving here?"

Shiwei Pavilion is just a red building, there is no hatred inside, but the amount of resentment hidden in it has far exceeded that of ordinary red buildings, and it is constantly siphoning the surrounding ghosts.

"The mission of the random shrine has been triggered, and the assessment will be conducted again soon. If I come back tomorrow night, there will definitely not be enough time." In order to enter Area A, Han Fei's mental pollution became 32. If it continued to deteriorate, he could not even protect himself. It's hard, let alone protecting the students in the class.

Lowering the brim of his hat, Han Fei ignored the reminder of the slacker in the peaked cap, walked under the red lantern, and quietly entered the Taste Pavilion.

The last light of day fades over the horizon, darkness covers the city, and the masters of night begin to appear.

There are three floors in the Food and Taste Pavilion. The higher the level, the higher the level, the rarer the dishes, and the more authentic the taste.

Looking at the antique decoration inside the building, Han Fei seemed to have returned to the past, walking in the history frozen in time.

The building itself exudes a special fragrance, which seems to be because too many meals have been cooked here, and the delicious food has been engraved into the building itself.

"Are there any guests here tonight?"

Every few steps, you can see a red lantern hanging high, the scarlet light shining on the face, the stair railing carved with dragon patterns has been wiped, and the wooden floor is also covered with a brand new carpet.

Han Fei quietly approached the table closest to him. A dinner plate had been placed on the red tablecloth in advance, and there was a white paper with a curse written on it. It seemed that only certain people could taste the food on the plate.

Moving along the corner of the hall, Han Fei avoided the giant sculpture of dragon and phoenix in the middle of the pavilion. He wanted to go up the stairs when he suddenly heard reprimands not far away.

Under the guidance of the peaked cap, Han Fei squatted under the window sill to peek. There was a fat man who looked like a giant bucket sitting next to the huge round table in the third box. Covered eyes stared greedily at the table.

There is another him on the dining table in front of this giant fat man!

Huge in size and full of fat, he was tied to a dinner plate like a mountain of meat.

Scolding, cursing, and greedy swallowing sounds mixed together, the fat man was eating himself.

"Attention player number 0000! You have found the first guest to participate in the blood feast."

"Is this monster also here to participate in the blood feast?"

The shrine's random mission required Han Fei to survive until the end, and he was in no mood to clash with the fat man in the box right now.

"Gluttony, greed, his personality is very similar to Gao Cheng, after I find the ghost blood, maybe I can try to swallow it."

Although the greedy personality has a lot of side effects, it is undeniable that it is a very terrifying personality. After devouring ghosts, it can not only strengthen itself, but also obtain the special ability of the other party!

As long as one's spirit does not collapse, the greedy personality has unlimited possibilities.

Quietly retreating, Han Fei walked around to the other side of the box, and the fragrance in the air became more and more intense. It was a kind of spiritual indulging, and people couldn't help but stay here until he was put on the table.

"The hall, the box, and the kitchen ahead should be the kitchen of the Shiwei Pavilion."

Because there are many secret recipes, and the ingredients of many dishes are top secret, the back kitchen of Shiwei Pavilion is absolutely forbidden, and no diners can enter.

"Ghost blood is also a kind of food. Could it be that Wang Chuqing got ghost blood from the back kitchen of Shiwei Pavilion?" Most of the ghosts are obsession and resentment. Only a very small number of ghosts who have condensed the heart of resentment will have ghost blood. This thing is extremely difficult to preserve and is extremely rare.

Following the scent in the air, Han Fei approached the door of the back kitchen step by step. He looked at the swaying curtain in front of him and slowly raised his arms.

Fingertips gently grasped the corner of the door curtain, and just as Han Fei was about to open it, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

"Don't talk, I'm Wang Chuqing, the back kitchen is a forbidden place for the living, you're going to die if you go there like this!"

Teacher Wang's voice rang in Han Fei's ears. He turned his head to look. Teacher Wang had been hiding in the shadow of the stairs and the back kitchen. The other party seemed to expect that Han Fei would try to enter the back kitchen of Shiwei Pavilion tonight.

"follow me."

Without letting go, Wang Chuqing was really afraid that Han Fei would suddenly go crazy, so he dragged Han Fei to the No. 8 box on the first floor.

Lifting the tablecloth, the two hid under the table.

"Why are you here?"

"Ask knowingly." Wang Chuqing frowned and looked at Han Fei. He didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out the black lottery he had drawn: "You exchange the assessment venue with me, and I will help you get ghost blood!"

"Didn't the principal say that exchanges are prohibited?" Han Fei lay on the ground and stretched himself. With Wang Chuqing here tonight, the task should be much easier.

"The cursed bamboo sticks brought out from each building are the keys to enter the buildings. You only need to exchange bamboo sticks with me, and you don't need to take care of all other problems!" Wang Chuqing's eyes were red.

"I'm curious, why do you want to protect the students in your class so much? You came to me before you got the black lottery. You seem to be worried that the children in your class will be killed?" After leaving the school, Han Fei dared to ask There are some sensitive issues.

"If I tell you the truth, are you willing to exchange with me?" Seeing Han Fei nodding, Wang Chuqing hesitated for a while before speaking: "The former person in charge of Class 5 was my wife, and she told me before she died that my The child is also in the fifth class."

"Did you imagine your wife? Your name is your wife's name, but the other teachers in the school don't seem to have seen her..." Han Fei felt a hint of killing intent, and closed his mouth wisely.

"My personality is sincere, and I will not deceive anyone." Wang Chuqing pulled out a strange bone knife: "This clear knife is made of my wife's body. She has been watching me to see that I have No breach of our oath."

"The teachers in our school really don't have any normal people." Han Fei held his chin with one hand: "Our assessment venues are all in Area C. If you can help me get enough ghost blood, I can go with him." You exchange, but you can't leak the news before the assessment begins."

"What do you mean enough ghost blood? Do you really think that is easy to get?"

"My current mental pollution index is 32, at least my spirit must be restored to normal." Han Fei held the coin of fate: "You should know my strength, and now I may not be able to hit 100% Kill you, but it's completely fine to hurt both of you."

"Deal." Wang Chuqing doesn't trust Han Fei, but he has no better choice now: "After tonight, I will give you the ghost blood, and you give me the white lottery to keep."

"no problem."

Seeing that Han Fei was so straightforward, Wang Chuqing stopped writing: "I drew lots to come to Shiwei Pavilion before. Although this place is a red building, sometimes ghosts from the dark building will come over."

"Will the ghosts in the building come out?"

"Normally not, but the Shiwei Pavilion is quite special. There will be a blood feast here every once in a while. As long as we can avoid the blood feast, basically there won't be any big problems." Han Fei was a little worried. He received a reminder from the system that he was here to participate in the blood feast tonight.

"Can you tell me what a blood feast is?"

"The blood feast is prepared to appease the ghost mother."

From Wang Chuqing's mouth, Han Fei heard a new name: "Ghost mother? Is she hatred? Or an indescribable existence?"

"Ghost Mother is the most special ghost in Area A. No living person has ever seen her, but some ghosts know of her existence." Wang Chuqing said in a low voice: "It is rumored that she is a ghost that eats ghosts, and some people say that there are many ghosts in Area A." The big ghosts are all her children, and she has been seen in many dark buildings."

"A ghost that eats ghosts?" Han Fei thought of Gao Cheng. Gao Cheng, who has a greedy personality, can also eat ghosts.

"A lot of the dishes on the blood banquet are made of ghosts and monsters, so I was lucky to find ghost blood here last time." Wang Chuqing was still lamenting his luck last time, but what happened next made him feel uneasy. I can't stop laughing.

The doors of all boxes were opened, blood rained in the air, and the dragons and phoenixes carved on the pavilion began to cry, one after another miserable screams rang out in each box of the Shiwei Pavilion.

"Blood rain? The grieving ghost is crying? Could it be a blood feast tonight?" Wang Chuqing's lips were trembling slightly, and Han Fei who was beside him nodded at him.

"That's right, tonight is a blood feast."

The giant sculpture in the center of the Taste Pavilion was wet with blood, and the red lanterns hanging high looked like children's faces, swaying and laughing.

The heavy door was pushed open from the outside, and figures all covered in black robes entered the Food and Taste Pavilion holding items exuding a strong curse. They seemed to be evil believers, and they were holding some kind of ceremony. .

"Withered flowers, yellow missing person notices, dried cat carcasses, sweaters knitted for children, moldy cakes, handwritten letters that have not been sent..."

The cursed objects on the tray seemed to all come from the same person. Those objects looked like ordinary things in daily life, but the cursed aura emitted was already at the level of hatred.

"All these cursed objects belong to the ghost mother? How terrible is she? Why is there such a special ghost in the happy shrine memory world?"

The weird man in black robe put the cursed objects into different boxes. These cursed objects seemed to be the incarnation of the ghost mother, and they wanted to taste the ghost instead of the ghost mother.

Footsteps sounded at the door of the box, and Han Fei and Wang Chuqing became nervous. They held their breaths and checked carefully. The black robe put a thick stack of missing person notices on the dining table in their box!

Endless hate is like a sea of ​​ice hanging in the air, emitting a biting chill every moment.

Han Fei and Wang Chuqing, who were hiding under the dining table, were under great pressure now. They knew that this place was not suitable to stay for a long time, and wanted to leave quickly before the blood feast started.

Lifting a corner of the tablecloth, Wang Chuqing and Han Fei quietly crawled out from under the table.

"Let's go! I'll get the ghost blood for you tomorrow night!" Wang Chuqing stepped forward, but after walking two meters, he found that Han Fei was standing still: "What are you doing?"

When Han Fei crawled out from under the dining table, he turned his head and glanced at the hate-level curse on the table—the missing person notice, and his eyes scanned the text on the missing person notice.

"My child was taken away in Xinhu No. 1 Hospital~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is a small birthmark on his heart, and there is a golden lock with his name in the package. He is happy! Anyone who provides clues, I am willing One hundred thousand rewards..."

"Happy?" Han Fei looked down and saw the photo on the missing person notice.

The child in the black-and-white photo was grinning at him, and the other's mouth slowly opened, as if to say—your greatest greed is to take away my mother's love!

Countless shadows emerged from the abyss of greed in his mind, and the severe pain almost tore Han Fei's soul. This unspeakable pain did not come from Han Fei, but from Gao Cheng.

"The child he is looking for in the missing persons notice is Gao Xing. He said that Gao Cheng's greatest greed is to take away his mother's love?"

"Is the ghost mother Gao Xing's biological mother? Gao Cheng's most respected adoptive mother? But hasn't she disappeared long ago?"

Gao Cheng, who did everything he could to survive, had long lost his dignity and bottom line, but he did not back down this time. Abyss of Greed took the initiative to merge with Han Fei, and he wanted to drive Han Fei to tear up all the missing person notices.