My Iyashikei Game

Finally, in order to release all his abilities, Ten Fingers swallowed his comrade. After he was severely injured by the death knife and left the memory world, Han Fei was the only outsider in the city.

The mood value has dropped to zero, everything in Han Fei's eyes has been alienated, and all the negative emotions have been amplified several times. As long as he starts to fear, he will be instantly defeated.

The department store is like a seven-story shrine, and the whole city has turned into a big lake that reflects the night. Wild dogs and monsters with money collars show their teeth and claws. The resentment tree connected to the well stretches its branches and leaves, and its arms are covered with into the building, rooted into the body of every monster.

"Are you scared?"

Looking at the shopping mall like the end of the world, Han Fei was not afraid. I don't know when he started, he was used to walking in nightmares.

Alone alone, he can't step back, let alone his companions standing behind him at this time.

Han Fei was not the only one who wanted to kill Boss Gu. Those resentful spirits who had been pushed into the well by Boss Gu could hardly contain the killing intent in their hearts.

Everything was in Han Fei's plan, first wait for Boss Gu to drive Shizhi away, then wake up the world with his conscience, and tell the truth.

After peeling off the layers of halo on Boss Gu, the public who knew they were deceived naturally stopped working for Boss Gu.

Han Fei isolates the boss of the mall step by step, a god that no one believes in, not a god at all.

He fought his way out of the most desperate situation, and now Han Fei is qualified to look at the other side.

The woman in the red dress who couldn't bear the irritation and hatred was the first to do it. Her body nearly three meters high looked "petite" in front of the resentful spirit tree, but her destructive power should not be underestimated.

The woman made wounds on Boss Gu's body, and all the bloody hands that grabbed at the woman were easily broken by her. She would not let Boss Gu take anything from her again.

"It's time for us to do it too." The colorful family portraits were shredded in the air, and the old family walked out of it. They destroyed the photos soaked in well water. If the shrine hadn't been destroyed tonight, they would have lost their minds.

A family member walked towards the giant tree, the old man looked at the still falling photo fragments, turned his head and said to Han Fei: "All of us have been pushed into the well, and now we have a special connection with the shrine, we I can't help you destroy the shrine, I can only help you hold back this lunatic outside."

"enough."

"Remember, don't make a wish to the shrine at any time, don't be deceived by it, you are the only one who can fulfill your wish in this world." The old man gave Han Fei one last look: "Don't be afraid of the shrine, that well was just a well at first. Ordinary well, it changes just because there are so many memories and desires to fall into it."

After instructing Han Fei, the old man walked towards the giant tree of resentful spirits. At this time, Boss Gu's body was about to cover half of the mall.

The monster with the money collar keeps blending into Boss Gu's body, and it seems that he can never be defeated. And the reason why Boss Gu is like this in the memory world is probably also related to the impression he left on the owner of the shrine.

After entering the memory world, Han Fei experienced the past of the owner of the shrine, and he was very aware of the despair.

Compared with Boss Gu, who has a lot of money, connections, and power, the owner of the shrine is like a puppet that can only be manipulated. This can also be seen from the toys that children like to play with.

Whether it's a drowning boy or a six-fingered child, they all like to play with a puppet that looks like a real person.

People are playing with the puppet, posing it in various poses, but in fact most people in this city are like the puppet.

The so-called fate is just a thread that cannot be broken free, one end is connected to the desires in people's hearts, and the other end is connected to the shrine full of wishes.

As long as it has a little relationship with the shrine, it will be forced to find a future that has been arranged in advance.

"All tragedy is this shrine, and destroying it is really the only way."

It is difficult for people who are related to the shrine to cause damage to the shrine. Only Han Fei in the department store has the ability to destroy the shrine.

"Since I entered the memory world, this shrine has been tempting me, evoking the memories in my heart, and hitting me again and again. Fortunately, I have long been accustomed to facing despair."

The shrine that was attacked by the ten fingers has changed. The top of the shrine was completely opened, and the inner wall shattered toward the surroundings, revealing the well formed by countless hands.

Han Fei had seen the inside of the shrine in hallucination, but he still felt very shocked when he approached it again.

The countless arms reaching out to Han Fei seemed to represent desire and greed, and it was those arms that kept asking to form this bottomless wishing well.

Lost the outer wall of the shrine, the well of arms is constantly expanding. The divine runes and offerings in the underground warehouse were all torn to shreds by the arm, and a large number of photos dumped by Boss Gu in the dark room began to be swallowed up by the well.

"The arms that make up this well seem to be a lot less than before. Is it because many alienated monsters no longer trust Boss Gu? Abandoned this so-called god?"

There was a very thin rope hanging beside the dark wellhead, and there were faint sounds of Pei Yang's crying, Oriole explaining the price of goods, and Li Long and Li Hu arguing.

Everything Han Fei has experienced has been woven into a rope, and along this rope of memory, it seems that he can reach the bottom of the well.

No one knew what was hidden under the well water, and ten fingers searched for ten years without success.

The ghost pattern on his body slowly lit up, and the hideous Nine Lives Cat opened his eyes, and Han Fei clenched the Shengsheng knife and took those pale hands.

Cut off and stepped on the side of the well.

Holding the rope of memory, Han Fei jumped into the well without hesitation.

Countless arms wanted to tear him apart, trying to stop him from going down.

Ten fingers fell into the well, and they tried to cut off the flesh and climb up.

Han Fei knew that he was going to die, but he still tried his best to go down. He wanted to destroy the shrine and end this tragedy before the death of his mother.

The rope of memory was still unable to touch the surface of the water. Han Fei looked at the well where countless wishes had been deposited. His soul resonated, and his left eye suddenly discovered something!

The water surface is like a hazy mirror, reflecting his own figure. He has seen that figure many times in the memory world, but every time he can't see the other person's face clearly (see 447, etc.), whether it is in the basement of Xicheng District. In front of the mirror, or next to the fitting mirror in the women's clothing section on the third floor of the mall, Han Fei's face in all the mirrors was a little blurry.

Like him, but not like him.

He couldn't see his face clearly until this moment when he looked at the well filled with wishes.

The water reflected his figure, and the blurred face gradually became clear.

That person is not him, it just makes him feel extremely familiar, as if the other person has been watching him, and is one of the most important people to him.

"who are you?"

The well water divides reality and memory like a mirror. Han Fei on the water is torn apart by countless arms, and desperately stretches his hands to the water.

The figure under the water looked at Han Fei with relief. There were countless malicious wishes gathered around him, and there were countless arms behind him dragging him, as if they wanted to drag him to the deepest part of the well.

"Give me your hand!"

Han Fei reached out to the surface of the water, and the person immersed in the well also reached out to him, but when Han Fei's hand touched the surface of the water, he didn't touch anything.

Through the mirror, how could it be possible to catch each other?

When Han Fei was about to try again, the well was hit and his arms fell into the well.

Han Fei looked up, and the woman in the red dress, who was nearly three meters tall, was entangled by the branches and leaves of the dead tree, and smashed it near the shrine.

The closer to the shrine, the more powerful the monster that Boss Gu has transformed into, the stronger the power, but the other people are just the opposite. They will be affected by the shrine, and even suppressed by the shrine.

The harsh laughter echoed on the first floor of the mall, and Boss Gu seemed to have the chance to win. He was staring at Han Fei while dealing with the siege of the crowd.

"I waited so long, do you really think you have a chance of winning against me?"

The wound on Boss Gu's body continued to open, and more and more arms stretched out like branches, as if to open the entire mall.

With a loud bang, the wall on the north side of the mall completely collapsed, and the roof of the People's Hospital could be vaguely seen in that direction.

"You can never win, as long as there are people you care about in your heart."

The mad dogs wearing money collars rushed towards the hospital. The store owner knew what Han Fei cared about the most.

"A wish?"

Han Fei looked at the countless wishes that Shen in the well ground, they were just illusory bubbles.

"If I also believe in the existence of wishes, then I really lose." Han Fei remembered the old man's warning just now: "He said that this well was just an ordinary well at first, and then the wishes and memories of falling into it. It's too much to become what it is now."

Han Fei clenched the rope in his hand: "This rope, which is completely woven from memory, can't touch the water surface because there are not enough sacrifices."

Looking down at the figure that was about to be torn apart under the water, Han Fei knew what to do. He cut his wrist and let his blood fall on the rope of memory.

"I took the soul of the owner of the shrine, and now I am also one of the sacrifices, and it is the most important sacrifice."

When doing the previous mission of the Wishing Well, Han Fei had jumped into the well, and he knew that feeling.

My body slumped weakly, no matter how I struggled, it was useless. At that time, the only thought in my heart was—if there was a rope that could pull me out of this cold and hopeless well.

The blood slid down the well rope of memory and was slowly absorbed by the well rope. The rope, which was originally a long way from the water surface, was now getting closer and closer to the water surface.

Han Fei's body became weak, and he could no longer grasp the well rope, but the rope was still a little short of the water surface.

"Lin Lu is not here..." Han Fei now understands the meaning of the mission of Wish 3. The mission requires him to kill Lin Lu at the right time and place, and kill his own fantasy of beauty with his own hands. These are all shrines. what the owner has experienced.

"Each task has a very clear purpose, all hints from memory."

Lin Lu is the beauty imagined by the owner of the shrine, the imagination split by the owner of the shrine, and it is also the last sacrifice.

"Except for the mother, the biggest regret of the owner of the shrine should be to kill the only beauty he has left with his own hands."

After breaking free from the shackles of fate, Lin Lu and the mother of the owner of the shrine are still alive, which should be the best ending for the owner of the shrine.

Looking at the place where the water surface and the wall of the well are in contact, Han Fei took out the rebirth knife and swung it there!

The soul resonated again. Behind the wall of the well that was slashed by the sword light, a pair of eyes full of evil were staring at Han Fei: "As my evil soul, how can you be so timid?"

Tearing the walls of the well, the evil spirits earn from countless arms

Take it off and grab the rope of that memory.

He laughed wildly and looked into Han Fei's eyes: "I know all your thoughts, just let it go."

"Although I am very grateful to you, you must remember that you are my evil soul."

"Isn't the criterion for judging evil not evil?" The evil spirit in the eyes of the evil spirit was awe-inspiring, he casually cut his neck, and bit the rope with his soul-blooded mouth.

At the same time, Han Fei also stretched out his hand to the surface.

The rope that gathered memories went down again. When the rope touched the surface of the well, all the arms went mad, and countless beautiful wishes were broken and turned into the most vicious curse!

"I hope the most beautiful girl in the class has an accident and is disfigured."

"I want her to love me alone. If she dares to leave, she will surely die miserably."

"Money, give me enough money, I can give you everything."

"Is the more important things more likely to come true? What can the family get in exchange?"

The bubble of wish exploded, and the black and stinking curse flowed out. The well water began to become turbid, and the figures reflected on the water surface began to blur.

"Grab this rope! I'll take you out!"

The figure under the water grabbed the rope of memory, and after touching the memory, the figure of nothingness seemed to have a substance slowly.

As the rope of memory was dragged outward, the phantom reflected by the well water seemed to be pulled out of the mirror by someone!

First the pale fingers, then the arm, then the unfamiliar face.

The man's body is covered with wishes that are still breaking. When the wishes are broken, those beautiful blessings all turn into the most vicious curses. They are firmly attached to the man's body and will not let him leave.

"Why am I so miserable, but you can have happiness?"

"It's you who told me that you can make a wish here, you can't leave!"

"I haven't got what I want, how can I let you go!"

Countless voices echoed in the deep well, and countless arms held onto Han Fei and the man.

The initial simple and beautiful wishes grew out of deformed monsters, and there were too many of them.

"I'll stop them, you keep going up!"

The Soul of Evil released his hands and rushed to the arm in the deep well. He bit those monsters, driving the darkness with the deepest malice and hysterical madness.

Holding the rope of memory, Han Fei struggled to move up, but his arms had no strength.

The hatred and hatred accumulated in the wishing well over the years was too much, and the arms that were madly asking for it could not wait to tear Han Fei to pieces.

He was gradually unable to support it, but at this moment, a hand tried very hard to help him push away the curse that was blocking the road.

A thin child walked out of the knife of death, and he struggled to make way for Han Fei.

"Wang Sheng?"

When the child appeared, one hand supported Han Fei's body, and one after another figure and Han Fei held the butcher's knife.

He was never alone, the most beautiful and precious humanity in the deep world gathered in the knife of rebirth.

If the souls polluted by desire in the deep well are the believers of the shrine, then all the humanity in the sword of rebirth is the companions who will never betray Han Fei.

The light and shadow that held up Han Fei were constantly torn apart by the hands of desire, but no matter how many people fell, there was always a pair of hands that wanted to pull Han Fei out of the darkness.

They went up a little bit, endured the most vicious curse, their bodies were torn and deformed, but no one stopped.

There is light hidden in my heart, how can I be willing to sink in the darkness.

The ghosts who believed in the wishing well and the souls who believed in Han Fei were wrestling, as if two gods were fighting.

When the last companion was knocked down by the arm, Han Fei finally brought the man to the wellhead.

But when he wanted to push the man out of the well, he found that all the vicious curses on the man gathered on his chest, forming a well pattern on his atrium.

Even if they get rid of the wishing well in memory, as long as there are people who believe in the existence of the wishing well, and some people keep throwing "curses" and "wishes" into this well, men will never be able to get rid of them.

"There are countless resentments accumulated in the wishing well that need to be borne by someone. The owner of the shrine is the one chosen by the shrine. It is no wonder that he has become unspeakable."

The well on the man's chest was already formed, no matter how Han Fei pushed it up, the well was just one meter away from him.

If the well in the man's heart is not broken, they may not be able to leave.

Han Fei's strength has been exhausted, and his companions in the death knife have also been submerged by those greedy arms.

At this moment, Han Fei had a decision in his heart, which would be the last choice he made in this memory world.

"I never felt how good I was, nor did I feel that I could bring any hope. I have walked all the way, just want to live well, and then, if I can, take you to see the world after dawn. "

Holding the knife of death tightly, the dazzling humanity shone on the blade, and then Han Fei stabbed his only reliance into the well in the man's chest!

The blade is like a pure white flame, which is different from the black flame of hatred. This is a flame that has never appeared in the deep world.

It's not dazzling, and it doesn't contain much power, but it can travel far in the dark.

The well formed by countless curses was twisted under the blade of the blade. When the lines of the well collapsed, the man closed it tightly.

eyes slowly opened.

At this time, Han Fei had no strength, his body fell down, but his eyes were looking at the bright flame burning in the man's chest.

The torch is down, but the flame is still up!