My Iyashikei Game

"Some people use physics to exorcise ghosts, while others use chemistry to exorcise ghosts. Now the workbook left by the former building manager tells me that mathematics can also exorcise ghosts. Is he implying that knowledge is power?"

The big-headed boy has been attracted by the workbook, and the blood vessels in his head slowly returned to normal, no longer resisting violently.

Under the dim light, a very hard-working child was fighting in the sea of ​​questions. If it weren't for the strong corpse stench on his body, this scene would have made those who saw it very inspirational.

Han Fei sat next to the boy, and after the boy's self-consciousness was completely caught in the cursed homework, he tried to ask again.

"What's your name?"

"Big head, my classmates call me Big Head." The male student seemed to mutter to himself, his eyes fixed on the workbook.

"Did you live with this life before? What's your impression of that child? Has he ever bullied you?"

"I don't like him. He always tells some scary stories. Even when he's dreaming at night, he'll say scary sleep talk."

"Dream talk? Do you remember what he said?" Han Fei was very curious.

"He said we were all dead, he said the school was full of ghosts, and he said that a butterfly flew into a certain student's head, that student would make us even a ghost, and we must hurry to find that student Just do it."

"Do you believe what he said?"

"I didn't believe it at first, but then I also saw ghosts in the school. There are really a lot of ghosts hidden there!" Han Fei's question seemed to make him think of something bad, and he became excited again Get up and nearly break free from the curse's grip.

"It seems that Jin Sheng and Jin Sheng are the same person, and his character has not changed at all. He still likes to tell some very scary stories, but in reality, what he tells is just a 'story', and what he tells here is all the truth. ."

Han Fei came to the hotel mainly to find Yinglong, and to hear the news of this life was purely an accidental gain.

Without continuing to stimulate Datou, Han Fei continued to wait for the hotel to be dealt with before taking Datou and his mother back to the happy community.

Looking around, Han Fei found a photo frame on the boy's desk.

In the photo frame is a family portrait of a family of three, and the boy's head in the photo is not that big.

"Is that middle-aged man your father?"

"Well, my dad works elsewhere, but he loves my mom and me and calls us every night."

"A phone call again?" Han Fei got up and walked towards the phone on the bedside table, but as soon as he left, the door of room 301 opened.

The big-headed mother came in anxiously: "Mr. Meng, how is my child? Is there any help?"

"Didn't you hear all the conversations between me and my child behind the door? Why do you ask for it knowingly?" Han Fei smiled lightly: "Your child will become like this, having a relationship with the student called this life. It's a big deal, and I'll help you investigate."

"Thank you, Teacher Meng!"

"If you really think about your child, then it's best not to stay in a hotel all the time. This place is mixed, which can easily affect your child's study. I suggest you rent a room in the Xingfu Community across the road. The environment of the community is good, and the residents The quality is also high, which is very good for the future growth of the child.”

"I'll think about it." As soon as the woman agreed, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Hearing the phone ringing, the woman who had been frowning all the time showed an expectant smile. She didn't shy away from Han Fei, she ran to the bedside and answered the phone: "Husband, you haven't called tonight, I'm about to Worried to death."

"The police are very strict. I don't dare to call you casually. You stayed in that hotel recently. Don't walk around. I'll be able to pick you up soon."

"Okay, you also have to pay attention to safety."

"Is my son better? Does he still have a headache?"

"It's getting serious again, but I found a kind teacher who is willing to help me."

"Don't trust others easily. Have you forgotten why I was framed as a murderer? Hang up, take care of yourself."

The man on the other side of the phone seemed to sense something and hung up quickly.

"Did that call from the child's father just now?" Han Fei asked casually.

"Well...the child's father is busy doing business outside."

"You can't ignore your family when you're busy. You parents should really take some time to spend with your children."

"It's getting late, I should go back too."

"Teacher Meng, walk slowly." The woman personally sent Han Fei to the door.

Walking out of room 301, Han Fei went through everything he had just seen in his mind: "The woman is lying, his husband should be a fugitive and has been avoiding the police, but the question is why does his husband know the hotel's phone number? Is his husband hiding in the hotel too?"

"It doesn't seem like a coincidence that my husband called immediately after I invited the woman to leave with the child."

Han Fei glanced around silently, and there seemed to be something in the hotel staring at him.

"Does the calling husband have to be the real husband? Could it be a call from some ghost in the hotel?"

After thinking about it carefully, Han Fei found that the hotel's phone had a big problem.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the shop owner wearing a raincoat on the phone with his wife, and after entering the room

, he received a call for help from a strange woman, and later he found that the woman in room 301 also kept in touch with her husband by phone.

"If all the guests in the hotel are puppets, then the phone is the wire that connects them, and the ghost who called them bewitched them?"

Han Fei noticed that the guests in the hotel were in a wrong state. He had been trying to find the reason behind it, and now he was slowly narrowing his target.

Looking at the room at the end of the corridor on the third floor, Han Fei moved.

Yinglong stayed in room 304. He hasn't come back until now. There must be something hidden in that room.

There was a musty smell in the dark corridor. Just as Han Fei walked past the door of Room 302, the door next to him suddenly opened, and a fat arm protruded from the gap between the door panels.

The other party seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and she grabbed Han Fei.

"It's the fat woman who threw the flowerpot at me!"

Han Fei, whose physical strength was ten, was unable to resist in front of the woman, and his body was dragged into the house little by little.

"My strength is still too small."

The gap between the door panel opened wider and wider, and the woman's heavily-makeup face appeared behind the door. She chewed a bone in her mouth and looked at Han Fei with a terrifying look.

"When you enter this place, you will die sooner or later. It's better to die by my hands." The fat on her face was shaking with excitement. The woman's strength was much stronger than Han Fei's. She was about to drag Han Fei into the house. , suddenly used the full force!

Han Fei didn't expect that the other party had hidden his strength before, so he was caught off guard and dragged into room 302.

The door of the reinforced room slowly closed, and the last trace of light disappeared in Han Fei's eyes.

"This crossroads come and go. There are countless people passing by every day, but you are different from them. The first time I saw you, I really wanted to kill you. That urge just made me uncontrollable. , I think the blood splattered on your body is prettier than them all!" Tenant 302's mouth was split open, revealing brownish-yellow teeth.

Han Fei fell to the ground without saying a word, as if he was frightened.

"It's so cute, I really want to kill you! I'll kill you little by little, I'm going to extend this process to a whole day! No, I'm a little reluctant, I'll kill you slowly in a week ." Tenant 302 opened the drawer and took out a whole box of thin blades, she smiled excitedly.

"Let's start with the calf, you won't be able to run if you run." Tenant 302 was trembling with fat all over. She took the blade that didn't match her size and walked towards Han Fei: "I will pick it clean."

The woman rolled up the sleeves of her clothes, and Han Fei saw the black and red butterfly scars on the woman's wrist.

"Why do these crazy guys seem to have butterfly marks?"

Han Fei was still lying on the ground, he was still in shock, watching the woman come step by step.

302 Tenant is much stronger than Han Fei. After she found out that Han Fei was not carrying any dangerous items, she laughed even more recklessly.

The stout arm grabbed Han Fei's calf, and when she was about to drag Han Fei into the kitchen, Han Fei, who collapsed on the ground, burst out with unprecedented strength.

Using the secret of touching his soul, he kicked the tenant's stomach with his foot.

When the tenant felt the pain and bent over, Han Fei took out the blood-red paper figurine from the inventory and shoved the paper figurine directly into the tenant's mouth!

"cry!"

The child in the spiritual altar appeared on top of the woman's head at an unknown time. The child's hands made the woman confused, and the paper figurine that was put into the tenant's mouth just now seemed to come to life.

Blood vessels pierced into Tenant 302's body, and then the blood-colored paper figurine full of cracks disappeared!

302 The tenant fell to her knees in pain. She clasped her throat desperately, but couldn't make any sound or spit out anything.

Soon her body began to swell irregularly. She wanted to use her last strength to attack Han Fei, but the thin black shadow sitting on her neck continued to interfere with her judgment.

302 The tenant was like a beast that had lost his mind, slamming into the furniture around him frantically, she panicked, and soon she began to vomit black blood, which was full of scraps of paper.

Ten minutes later, Tenant 302's body turned pale, and when the last trace of blood disappeared, she collapsed in the middle of the house like a paper figurine that had been sucked dry.

A strange rustling sound sounded, and a hand slowly stuck out from the tenant's heart. The blood-red paper figure staggered out of the tenant's body. It smiled happily when it saw Han Fei, and then swayed its body towards Han Fei. Non come.

"Is this an F-Class curse?"

Han Fei felt horrified just looking at it from the side, and now he is very glad that the paper figurine's self-consciousness has been shattered.

Reaching out to take the blood-colored paper figurine back to the inventory, Han Fei found that the cracks on the paper figurine were much less. Flesh and ghosts seemed to help the paper figurine recover quickly.

"The curse is more terrifying and intractable than I thought."

Looking at the tenant on the ground, Han Fei originally wanted to ask him some questions.

"Don't feel wronged, you attacked me first."

Han Fei closed the tenant's wide eyes. After he touched the other's skin, he didn't feel any elasticity. It felt like he was touching a piece of white paper.