My Healing Game

Controlling the time seemed almost impossible to Han Fei, but it really happened in the happy shrine memory world, and it was the first time he encountered such a difficult ghost.

After getting rid of the nurse's pursuit, Han Fei had a slight wrinkle in the corner of his eyes. He stayed in the ghost for too long, and his time seemed to be stolen.

"If these hatreds break through to the unspeakable, it is probably the most terrifying unspeakable."

With lingering fears in his heart, Han Fei adjusted his state and came to the real destination of his trip - the security room.

As if to prevent disturbing the elderly, the security room was built in the most remote corner, and the adjacent corridor was particularly gloomy. All the rooms were sealed and stamped with time.

For example, midnight, three o'clock in the afternoon, etc. I don't know what these black rooms are used for. The doors are all locked, and there is no reminder except for the time engraved on the door panel.

"It should be the right place."

When Han Fei passed by the door of the sealed room, he could always hear several footsteps, and "they" seemed to be following behind him.

It was only a few steps away, but Han Fei felt that he had walked for a long time. He seemed to be groping in the maze of time. When he turned his head again, he found that there was a layer of dust on the door.

Everything in this eerie nursing home is aging, except for the dark night of sin, which remains unchanged forever.

"The temperature is dropping, and the surrounding area is getting darker, won't the nurse follow here again?"

Just passing through a corridor, Han Fei felt extremely exhausted mentally and physically. He didn't dare to touch anything in the nursing home, and went directly to the security room.

Through the service window in the corridor, Han Fei looked into the house.

Although the security room is located in a remote location, it has a large interior space, which is equivalent to three ordinary wards. It is also equipped with various professional anti-riot tools, as well as various items needed by security guards for daily life.

However, these were not the focus of Han Fei's attention. In the security room, he saw a man in the uniform of a Yongsheng pharmaceutical experimenter walking around in it.

He had a frightened expression, his pupils were constantly beating, and he kept repeating something in his mouth.

"Ah Nian?"

Han Fei did not expect to find the mission target so smoothly. He held the door handle of the security room, but did not dare to open it immediately.

The shrine's random mission couldn't be so simple, and he worried that he had overlooked the danger.

"The clock in the security room is still running, and the sound of ticking can be heard clearly, but the hands of the clock are always cycling between zero and one minute, and the people in the room seem to be trapped in that minute!"

In order to prevent accidents, Han Fei tried to call Ah Nian's name outside the house. The men inside the house could not hear his voice at all, and there were two different worlds separated by a door.

"It seems that you have to enter the house and bring him out. The question is, can I come out by myself?"

The goal of the mission was in front of him, and Han Fei didn't want to give up. He slowly turned the doorknob and pushed open the door of the security room.

"Ah Nian?"

The rotten smell poured into the nostrils, the security room was pitch black, everything was covered with a thick layer of dust, and there was no one in the room at all.

"How can it be?"

Han Fei walked around to the window again, and Ah Nian was walking back and forth in the security room.

The scene seen by the window is different from the real scene behind the door, as if in two different timelines.

"How do you get him out of here?"

Han Fei carefully observed Ah Nian's every move. He tried to figure out what happened to Ah Nian through Ah Nian's subtle expressions.

As a master actor and a practical criminal psychology expert, Han Fei listed many possibilities.

"In that minute, he seemed to have encountered something beyond his cognition, and he was out of his mind. He was very scared and hesitating. He should know the solution, but doing so would require a heavy price."

With his strong memory, Han Fei memorized all the changes in Ah Nian's expression. He walked into the security room and stood next to Ah Nian.

The location where he first appeared, began to imitate Ah Nian, walking around the house.

"I triggered this mission after I got the help bottle. The two photos in the bottle should not be available to ordinary people. There is a high probability that an insider stole them. What does he want to express through those two photos?"

The master-level acting skills allowed Han Fei to perfectly reproduce Ah Nian's every move. He seemed to be Ah Nian in another timeline, and the two almost overlapped.

Han Fei was completely immersed in it. He didn't know how long he had been walking, and time seemed to slowly lose its meaning.

It could be a few minutes, or it could be an hour. When Han Fei looked up again, he heard the sound of the hour hand moving.

The clock in the security room is still, but the sound of the hour hand moving is indeed coming from the clock.

Turning his gaze slowly, Han Fei looked at the window of the security room. It was not Han Fei's figure reflected on the glass, but Ah Nian's.

The other party stood there in a daze, as if he also saw Han Fei through the window glass.

Both standing in the middle of the room, both seeing each other through the window glass, this is a very special experience.

"A Nian?" Han Fei called softly. He wanted to get closer to the window, but when he made the sound, A Nian's image disappeared: "He should have seen me."

Running out of the security room in a hurry, Han Fei stood outside and observed Ah Nian through the window.

The expression on Ah Nian's face changed obviously. He seemed to be surprised by Han Fei's appearance, but after only a minute, he changed back to his previous appearance.

"How do I communicate with him? The voice can't pass through..."

Han Fei re-entered the security room, and with the idea of ​​using a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he opened a hole in the abyss of greed and poured the ghost blood flowing in Changshou's body on himself.

The blood of longevity can reduce the effect of ghosts and ghosts in nursing homes and break the falsehood, so Han Fei wanted to take a gamble.

He imitated Ah Nian again, and the longevity ghost blood played a key role. When the sound of time passing sounded in his ears, Han Fei and Ah Nian looked up at the window together.

They saw each other on the dusty glass. Although Ah Nian was taken aback by Han Fei's **** appearance, he quickly realized what was going on and walked straight to the window.

Han Fei did the same thing as Ah Nian, and they came to the window at the same time.

The two couldn't hear each other's voice, Ah Nian raised his hand first, and wrote on the dusty window - who are you?

Han Fei looked at the text that appeared on the window glass, and also wrote on it-I found your help bottle, and I will rescue you out.

Ah Nian was trapped in the past, and the words he wrote would appear on Han Fei's side, but he couldn't see what Han Fei wrote.

There is no way to communicate, but this does not affect Ah Nian asking for help. He has realized something and continues to write on the window—there is a book in the drawer that records the order of flowers blooming. You go to the garden to find those flowers and pick them off. put in the book.

Han Fei stared at the word "they" on the window. The flowers that Ah Nian was talking about didn't seem to be real flowers.

Breaking open the locked drawer, Han Fei found an almost blank book inside, with the time marked on individual pages.

"Time? The order of flowers?"

Han Fei looked at the window, and Ah Nian in the glass took out a photo album from the drawer, which contained photos of relatives and friends.

He held the photo album in one hand and wrote on the window glass with the other.

"Hops open at three in the morning; briars and dandelions around five in the morning; nightshade at six in the morning; peonies at seven; barbeques at ten in the morning; sunflowers at noon... ..."

"At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the marigolds bloom; when the sun sets, the mirabilis and the night grass bloom one after another; at ten o'clock in the evening, the moonflower blooms last."

Seeing the flowering time written by Ah Nian, Han Fei immediately thought of the black rooms in the corridor, and all the black doors with seals had a time engraved on them.

"Are those flowers hidden in a black room with a seal?"

Remember what Ah Nian wrote

With content, Han Fei ran out of the security room with a blank book. He stopped in front of a black door and looked at the words engraved on it.

"At three o'clock in the morning, the hops that Ah Nian was looking for bloomed at this time."

Pulling out the Butcher Knife, Han Fei broke the lock and pushed the door open.

There was an indescribably weird atmosphere in the dark room. The rows of shelves were filled with flowerpots the size of human heads, but there were no flowers in any of the flowerpots.

After a quick glance, Han Fei also found that each flower pot was engraved with a person's name. It seemed that these flower pots were named after living people.

"Xiao Gao has always claimed to be the owner of the garden. In his shrine, the flowers may represent the soul of a person. These flower pots should have been filled with other people's memories."

Han Fei recalled every word Ah Nian wrote, and the other party asked him to pick those flowers in the garden.

Quietly closing the black door, Han Fei ran towards another corridor.

The location of the garden was marked on the topographic map he had seen before. The garden of the nursing home was built among several buildings, and it was the center of the entire nursing home.

The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes increased by two more. Han Fei's body seemed to be soaked in the quagmire, and every step he took took more energy.

Avoiding the pursuit, Han Fei finally opened the door leading to the center of the nursing home, and a boundless sea of ​​flowers appeared in front of his eyes.

"Isn't this ghost too big?"

It is impossible to imagine outside the nursing home, what a complicated world is hidden inside. Layers of timelines are intertwined, and normal investigation methods are completely inapplicable here, so it is no wonder that it is listed as a mysterious building.

"After finding those flowers, leave immediately, this place is not suitable to stay for long."

Han Fei walked into the sea of ​​flowers, and when his body touched those flowers, a lot of strange memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind.

Every flower in this garden represents a soul, a memory.

The healing starlight fell on the petals~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Han Fei tried his best to appease those souls. He walked for a long time before finding the wild rose and dandelion.

Reaching out to touch the flower stem, Han Fei heard the cries of two children, and a memory picture appeared in his mind.

Ah Nian, who was wearing casual clothes, was playing with his two children. The bright lights were on in the house, the news was playing on the TV, and delicious meals were placed on the dining table.

Everything was so warm and harmonious, but at the next moment there was a knock on the door, and there were also two children of Ah Nian standing outside the door. Their eyes were bleeding, and the test number was engraved on their hearts. Their skin was as dry as bark, slowly cracking.

"Dad, didn't you say you could give us eternal life?"

"Didn't you say that those uncles and aunts can cure our diseases? But why do I feel so painful, so painful."

The child's cries kept getting louder. Ah Nian seemed to be unable to tell which was reality and which was his own imagination. He fell to his knees in despair.

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