My Healing Game

Zheng Li heard a familiar voice on the phone, and she started screaming uncontrollably, clutching her hair tightly with both hands, blood oozing from the wound that Han Fei had just bandaged.

"I didn't tell anyone! Go away! Go away!"

She seemed to see something Han Fei didn't see, staring at the empty room, crying at the top of her lungs.

Han Fei could feel that Zheng Li's body temperature was dropping. As he and Zheng Li got in touch longer, the room in his eyes was slowly changing. Drops of blood slipped down the gaps in the room, and a pair of invisible hands were turning The bedding and sheets in the house, the invisible monster seemed to want to hide in the girl's room, waiting for her to come home.

Normally, Han Fei would not feel fear at all, but his heart was shaken by an unknown force. Wuchang and Xingfu were standing beside him, but there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them and Han Fei , no matter how Han Fei called, the two big grievances remained indifferent. "Fear is contagious!"

The fear originating from Zheng Li's heart is like a highly contagious disease. Everyone who comes into contact with her will be dragged into an unknown illusion step by step.

"The dean understands human nature very well. He knows that the more determined people are, the more difficult it is to deal with. Therefore, we start with those group members who have not completely stepped out of their inner shadows, and use them as a breakthrough point to let fear spread within the group."

Han Fei tried to trigger his greedy personality, ready to release his hatred directly, but something he didn't expect happened again.

His consciousness seemed to be isolated somewhere, and he could no longer communicate with the personality in his mind, nor could he contact the ghost inside.

"I understand. This ability of hatred does not target the body. From the moment I stepped into the ghost realm, he tried every means to attack my spirit and will, trying to imprison my consciousness."

"I should be in a state where my consciousness and body are separated now, and the dean's talent should be able to forcibly extract the consciousness of a living person."

The No. 3 Psychiatric Hospital is indeed the best "mental disease control center" in Xinhu, which keeps various "treatment plans" for "mental problems". Han Fei should be regarded as the main target, after all, he came in last time Once, he took away the bereaved daughter.

"Sure enough, all hatred should not be underestimated." After Han Fei wanted to understand this, he suddenly felt that his back was getting heavier and heavier. Turning his head to look, a large number of black flowers began to grow on Zheng Li's body, and she continued to swell. Zhang's pretty face is now deformed, with bleeding from the seven orifices, which is a little scary.

The flowers growing from Zheng Li's body wanted to get into Han Fei's body, so he had no choice but to put Zheng Li down first.

"The black flower should be the plague in the world of spiritual consciousness. If you want to really save Zheng Li and other team members, you must get rid of the dean from the source."

Without too much entanglement, Han Fei was about to leave. He tried to take back Wuchang and Xingfu, but the figures of the two large resentments gradually became unreal. They were struggling to resist something, as if they heard Han Fei's voice, but But he couldn't find Han Fei's location, and in the end he didn't obey Han Fei's order, but disappeared by himself.

The screams were still heard from other places in the building, but this time Han Fei didn't go over: "I can't contact other people for the time being, I want to prevent myself from being invaded by black flowers."

The stronger the will, the longer the persistence will be, and the fear will continue to double, until finally everyone's fear falls on one person.

Han Fei had already prepared for the worst, bearing everyone's fears and finding the exit of the haunted realm of consciousness!

Looking out of the window, the gap opened by the middle-aged woman has disappeared, and depression, despair, and misery are the themes here.

After staying in place for less than a minute, Han Fei heard rustling sounds from above his head again. Looking up, he saw a palm-sized spider hiding next to the door. It's a human head the size of a football that looks eerily creepy.

"Who is this afraid of?"

After more and more people are recruited, there will be more and more terrifying things. Han Fei didn't stay any longer, he touched his pocket, and the paper airplane, butcher knife and blood-colored paper man presented by No. 2 were all gone. dragged in.

"The dean's ability is really disgusting."

The atmosphere of fear and depression became more and more intense. When Han Fei was about to find a direction to explore, the number two's voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

sound.

"Go forward, enter the corridor, go straight down, after passing through three seventh floors, go to the second room from the left."

Although there was no way to bring in the paper plane stained with No. 2's blood, No. 2, who had dealt with the dean, seemed to have anticipated this situation. The blood on the paper plane turned into No. It sounded from the depths of the unconscious.

"No matter how powerful the dean is, there should be no way to imitate the voice of No. 2, right?" Han Fei suddenly accelerated, throwing off the human-headed spider, and ran into the dark corridor.

The dirty corridors were covered with black viscous liquid, and all kinds of **** pictures were painted on the walls. It seemed that the lunatics had caught the doctor together, and they were treating normal doctors.

With his extraordinary memory, Han Fei memorized most of the patterns on the wall.

He ran downstairs, but he seemed to be caught in another cycle. There seemed to be no first floor in this building. He ran from the ninth floor to the second floor, and then returned to the ninth floor.

The only difference is that the pictures on the walls are not the same as before, the patients' operations are becoming more cruel, and fewer and fewer doctors survive on the walls.

"What do these things represent?"

The screams in the building became more intensive, and many of them were familiar voices to Han Fei. The investigation bureau had made sufficient preparations in advance, but something unexpected happened. The use of is not a level at all.

There was no time for him to care. When Han Fei passed the seventh floor for the third time, he suddenly changed direction and rushed into the second room from the left in the corridor.

Behind the pure white door was a changing ward. A lot of blood stains on the walls were fading away. The original room layout was covered up by some kind of force, and Han Fei happened to witness all of this.

"what is that?"

During the transition of the ward, a doctor in a white coat suddenly appeared, holding a dark box in his hand.

After sensing Han Fei's presence, the contents of the box seemed to come to life, banging against the lid of the box.

"stop!"

Han Fei punched the doctor, who was caught off guard and subconsciously raised the black box to resist. His fist knocked over the black box, and a head full of holes fell out of it.

The ordinary facial features were shrouded in some kind of emotion, and that face was always smiling.

"Player No. 0000, please pay attention. You have discovered the personality of Joy. This special personality comes from a patient in a mental hospital and has been stripped of hatred."

Before Han Fei could react, when his hand touched the smiling face, his head disappeared immediately, and the ward stopped changing. The mental pollution Han Fei himself suffered seemed to be more serious.

"Is this spiritual ghost realm built with the help of countless personalities? Did I destroy one of the hubs just now?"

He wanted to ask the doctor for clarification, but the moment the black box was opened, the doctor let out a scream, and black flames ignited all over his body, and he was burned to ashes.

The doctors in these hospitals seem to have their souls bound to the black boxes that store their personalities. Once the black boxes they guard are opened, they will also be killed. This arrangement of hatred should be to prevent doctors from stealing their own "personality collections" ".

"Get out! Don't take the stairs, look for the elevator, stay inside! Wait for the next doctor to show up!"

The voice of No. 2 sounded in the depths of Han Fei's consciousness again. He immediately opened the door of the ward and took a step forward. Water splashed and Han Fei fell into a dark swimming pool.

"How can there be such a big swimming pool in a mental hospital?"

Not far below the surface of the water, a large group of black shadows was spreading, and a corpse was floating on the water, which seemed to be a member of the investigation team nine.

"Everyone's fear has been aroused, and the ghost land will become more and more complicated and dangerous."

He tried his best to swim in the water, but Han Fei seemed to be in a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up. The dark shadow underwater was always faster than him.

The more impatient and wanting to escape, the closer the shadow gets.

When Han Fei turned his head again, something touched his face. When he took a closer look, the corpse floated behind him, and his hair seemed to be wrapped around his neck.

"His worst fear is related to water, and the exit may be hidden in a place he will never pass."

Han Fei looked around, and it seemed that the swimming pool would expand by itself. The more frightened he was, the farther he would be from the shore.

"There are no stairs on the shore either. Could it be that the exit is under the pool?"

The sound of crying rang in the ears, and the skin of the corpse squirmed a little bit, as if something was about to come out from under its facial features.

Han Fei no longer hesitated, took a deep breath, and plunged into the water.

Corpses floated in the water, and Han Fei swam in the direction the corpses came from. Behind the large shadows, he saw a blood-red figure, and a closed elevator door was hidden at the bottom of the pool.

"Everything I have experienced is the fear of others. Only by escaping the nightmare of others can I find a way out."

Han Fei crashed into the large shadow at the fastest speed. He heard all kinds of strange sounds and saw the frightened picture of the member of the investigation bureau.

Also in the swimming pool, some gangsters forced him to jump into the water, and then threw all kinds of bugs and snakes that he was afraid of into the pool.

The shadow in my heart turned into a nightmare, and all kinds of horrible things were hidden in the water.

"Fortunately, I'm not afraid of these."

No matter how terrifying a bug is, it is not as disgusting as a butterfly. The pure malice in the heart of a person can beat a poisonous snake by a dozen blocks.

Passing through the dark shadows in the water and enduring mental torture, Han Fei came to the underwater elevator. He pressed the switch, and the numbers on the elevator display began to change.

Ten seconds later, the elevator door opened, and Han Fei fell into the elevator.

What he experienced just now seemed to be an illusion. He was gasping for breath and retching, but his clothes were not wet at all.

The pure white elevator doors closed slowly, and Han Fei was sitting in the corner. He could be sure that this was the elevator of the mental hospital, and the familiar pungent smell of medicine was still wafting in the air.

"No. 2 asked me to wait for the doctor in the elevator, but what if something scary enters the elevator?"

Han Fei, who regained his spirit a little, stood up again. He didn't know where he was going, so he could only passively follow the elevator.

The numbers on the display kept changing and soon stopped on the third floor.

The elevator door opened, and an old man in a hospital gown entered the elevator, with a hanged ghost riding on his shoulders.

"Young man, what do you always look at?" The old man touched his neck. He seemed to feel a little sore in his shoulders recently.

"I think your hairstyle is quite trendy, and you look young. You look like you are in your sixties?" Han Fei looked normal, as if he couldn't see the hanged ghost at all.

The old man's face twitched slightly: "Next year is my fiftieth birthday, if you can't speak, you can try to be an introvert."

"The old man is really good at seeing people. My old society is scared." Han Fei didn't show any fear at all. Even though the hanged ghost had already approached his face, he still stared in the direction of the old man, talking and laughing.

Not long after, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor. Accompanied by the cry of a child, a pregnant woman with a big belly entered the elevator, followed by a deformed child with a particularly large head.

"Baby, you must be obedient and obedient in the future. You must not be like your ugly brother, causing trouble everywhere, and finally falling into the lake, causing trouble for so many people."

The pregnant woman is in a good mood and seems to have solved a problem that has been bothering her for a long time.

"Fell into the lake?" Han Fei alerted the child from the corner of his eye. His clothes were soaked and dripping water, and his skin was also turned white.

"That happened several months ago, and his body has not been found yet."

There is no trace of sadness in the words of a pregnant woman, which is extremely abnormal.

The elevator stopped almost on the first floor, and more and more strange patients entered. Without exception, they were all accompanied by ghosts, but no one seemed to be able to see them.

Han Fei was also quite calm, chatting with everyone about the family life, and the crowded elevator car was very happy and harmonious.

But even amidst the laughter, the elevator stopped on the ninth floor, and a member of the investigation team appeared outside the elevator.

The elevator was full of ghosts and was so airtight that none of the investigation team members even saw Han Fei.

He wanted to take the elevator to escape, but who knew that he would see such a horrible scene when he opened the elevator.

His pupils dilated, his frightened face changed shape

, After a scream, run away!

After discovering that this person could see ghosts, the elevator, which was originally full of festive atmosphere, instantly became gloomy. The patients and ghosts stared straight at the members of the investigation team~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Their mouths opened and closed, Repeating the same words, they all chased after them.

"Don't be afraid!"

Han Fei also wanted to save that person, but No. 2 said to keep him in the elevator:

"That's too late."

The elevator door closed slowly, and opened again on the eleventh floor. A doctor holding a black box appeared outside the door. The corridor behind him was full of blood, but the elevator in front of him was normal.

"What personality will it be this time?"

The doctor was a little puzzled when he saw that Han Fei was alone in the elevator, but he subconsciously walked into the elevator.

When he turned back to press the buttons on the panel, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. At this moment, Han Fei's face was reflected on the screen, and the man showed a terrifying smile.

"The old man asked me to be an introvert, so I won't talk nonsense with you." With his arms locked on the doctor's neck, Han Fei slammed him against the elevator door and forcibly opened the black box containing his personality.