My Healing Game

　　　　 "As long as I can complete this manager task, I should be able to become the new building manager."

　　Han Fei kept giving himself psychological hints. He had learned a lot of psychological knowledge before, which was originally intended to heal his neighbors, but he didn't expect to use it first.

　　 "The task didn't give specific hints. It seems that I have to explore it myself."

　　 He glanced at the brazier, picture frames and photos of his death on the ground. It seemed that the night was the night of the soul-returning soul.

　　 "It always feels weird."

　　 Han Fei buckled the photo of himself to the ground. He gently grasped the door handle of Room 1091. When he tried to push the door, the sound of the system rang in his mind.

　　 "Attention number 0000 players! You have to kill all ghosts in this room! And save everyone!"

　　 The door of room 1091 opened at the sound. Before Han Fei even walked inside, a girl's head fell from the door frame and directly bit his neck!

　　Severe pain came, Han Fei grabbed the head with both hands, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of him.

　　 The blood blurred his eyes, he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't even yell.

　　 The strength of his body was getting weaker and weaker, pain came from everywhere, Han Fei fell to the ground, his consciousness became blurred, and he could no longer get up.

　　 "Is this death?"

　　……

　　 His eyes suddenly opened, and Han Fei found himself standing at the door of room 1091, smiling happily in the photo of himself on the ground.

　　 "Am I dead once?"

　　 Everything happened too suddenly. The fundamental purpose of this mission seems to be to kill the player by any means and make the player lose his memory.

　　 Han Fei wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, remembering the previous system warning.

　　 In the manager task, death is not punished by death, but memory will be lost. When you forget who you are, the manager will be reborn with the help of his own body.

　　 "This task is more dangerous and difficult than imagined!"

　　 Han Fei carefully recalled first, he found that he didn't seem to forget something important, and this was what disturbed him most: "Will I have completely forgotten something?"

　　 suppressed the anxiety in my heart, Han Fei looked at room 1091 again: "As soon as the door was opened, a girl's head fell off, and she would directly bite my neck..."

With that kind of pain, Han Fei didn’t want to try a second time. He looked around and picked up the brazier on the ground: “Just now the system gave me a hint to kill all the ghosts in this room, but what can I take? Go kill? Burn the brazier? Or bite with them?"

　　 After thinking about it for about five minutes, Han Fei didn't even touch the door this time. As a result, the door of room 1091 opened by itself, and the girl's head fell again, killing Han Fei in a pool of blood.

　　……

　　 opened his eyes, and Han Fei subconsciously touched his neck: "You will be killed if you stay for too long. It seems that you can only find a way to enter the house!"

　　 Cheered up. The first two deaths not only caused Han Fei's pain, but also made him remember the position of the head. This time he wanted to avoid the opponent and rush into the house.

　　 picked up the brazier full of paper money and ashes, Han Fei opened the door and covered the iron basin in a certain direction!

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The girl's head hit the brazier, and there was a scream in the room.

　　 Han Fei knew that the other party was very strong, so he rushed into the house and pressed the brazier with his body to hold the head in the basin.

　　 "Boom! Bang! Bang!"

　　 When the head hit the brazier, Han Fei took the time to look at the room in front of him: "Glass coffee table, fruit bowl with rotten fruit, the bedroom on the left, and the kitchen door on the right..."

　　 When he couldn't hold the head down, Han Fei rushed directly to the kitchen. He needed a weapon, even a kitchen knife.

　　 pushed open the kitchen door, a strong smell came over her face, and a middle-aged woman in front of the chopping board was chopping rotten meat!

　　 After she saw Han Fei, she screamed and chopped the kitchen knife in her hand on Han Fei.

　　 The blood rushed, and the back of his neck was bitten by a human head. Han Fei fell to the ground. He endured unimaginable pain, but his brain was desperately turning his fate, his eyes scanned the room, desperately trying to remember more things!

　　……

　　 "The fourth death."

　　 opened his eyes, Han Fei didn't know what he had forgotten, he hated this feeling very much.

　　 "The difficulty of this task is beyond imagination. The most important thing is that I forget something after I die. Now I forget everything I have forgotten."

　　 "If this goes on, I may even forget who I am doing a task, and then I will think I belong here as I should?"

It feels terrible to think about it. Han Fei silently counted the time in his heart: "There are two types of memory, one is brain memory, and the other is physical memory. After many people lose their memory, the body will still remember some frequently repeated actions. The box exists deep in my brain, and the high probability that it can affect is only brain memory."

　　 In order to leave a way for himself and not to lose himself completely, Han Fei decided to do something very crazy.

　　 He glanced at the photo frame containing his own photo, directly picked it up and smashed it, then holding a piece of broken glass, he cut four blood marks on his arm.

　　 This is the fourth death!

　　 There was blood from the finger~www.wuxiaspot.com~Han Fei felt the pain, and then drew the word Han Fei on the other arm.

　　 "Repeat after every death, I hope my body can remember the pain!"

　　 picked out the sharpest glass shards and put it in his pocket. Han Fei opened the door, first blocked the head with a brazier, and then rushed to the bedroom door on the other side of the house.

　　 was chased by human heads, and he dared not stay for a moment: "There are two bedroom doors. The first door has alphabets and posters posted, which may be for children."

　　 Holding the door handle, Han Fei pushed open the bedroom door closer to the living room.

　　 Toys scattered on the ground came into view. Among the toys was a five- or six-year-old child sitting with his back to Han Fei.

　　 With the head behind him, Han Fei rushed into the house directly. He still remembered the last prompt of the system, kill all the ghosts and save all the people.

　　 "Is this child a human?"

　　 He instinctively avoided the child, but the child still felt his presence, and slowly turned his head, a face full of scars appeared in front of Han Fei.

　　 Then the child screamed, and two slender arms suddenly stretched out in the shadow behind the door. They pinched Han Fei and directly hanged him in the house.

　　 His neck deformed, his face turned blue, and Han Fei, with his severely convex eyes, stared at the bedroom.

　　 "There are blood-stained clothes in the crevices of the closet, there is half a face under the bed, and a person is hanging behind the curtains. The shadow under the desk will move. There are at least four ghosts in this bedroom..."

　　……

　　 opened his eyes, Han Fei didn't think about anything, first broke the frame, and began to train his body memory in his own way.

　　 The **** wounds represent the past that must not be forgotten.