My Iyashikei Game

That handsome face in the deep world was just outside the mirror, staring coldly at the helpless girl.

The small skirt that my father bought before his death was already wrinkled and wrinkled. The girl's white eyes trembled violently. She shrank in the corner of the black room, and her body trembled a little under the gaze of that gloomy face.

The black python was devouring the room in the mirror. The darkness was covered by something even darker. The girl kept going backwards, but only the wall was left behind her.

There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide at all.

With his hands on the mirror, Han Fei took out the saber, and a kind smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"As long as you listen to me, you won't die."

Han Fei said into the phone, and after making sure the girl heard it clearly, he stared at the girl's cheek: "If you can smile and smile at me, then you can live."

The tone was as gentle as possible, but it still made the girl shudder.

What an odd request is this?

Yantang and Tie Nan outside the bedroom also heard Han Fei's voice, they looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Why would his teammates say such things in such a terrifying room?

The girl trapped in the mirror heard the voice coming from the microphone. She looked at her face outside the mirror and did not dare to touch the phone on the ground.

"It's a very simple request, as long as you smile happily, everyone will be better off." Han Fei frowned slightly, he wanted to complete the F-rank hidden mission as soon as possible, but none of the ghosts in the mirror were willing to smile.

Neighbors walked out of the spiritual altar, faces appeared outside the mirror, and everyone stared curiously at the dark room in the mirror.

"Smile, be a little happier, and let me see your smile."

Han Fei's voice kept coming from the microphone. The girl looked out of the mirror, her mouth slowly split to the sides, revealing a stiff smile that was uglier than crying.

Without receiving the notification of the completion of the task, Han Fei directly slashed the reincarnation knife on the mirror: "Laugh more sincerely, come! I will teach you! First relax your lip muscles, open your mouth wide, and then bite the microphone, Align the corners of your mouth with it, lift both sides, pay attention to whether the two ends of your lips are on the same level as the microphone, keep it! This will allow you to exercise the curvature of the corners of your mouth!"

Han Fei is an excellent actor, and showing a charming smile is the basic skill of an actor.

The girl took the microphone and bit it, then under the constant guidance and urging of Han Fei, she burst into tears.

Out of control, she now faces a situation even more desperate than being locked in a mirror.

Hearing the girl's cry suddenly came out of the bedroom, Yantang and Tie Nan in the living room looked at each other again, the shock in their eyes turned into inconceivable.

What the hell happened in the bedroom?

Just listening to the sound will inevitably make people crazy!

Sighing softly, Han Fei knew that the girl was not the ghost he was looking for.

No longer blocking the black python, it directly swallowed the black room behind the mirror.

When it was about to swallow the little girl into its stomach, the skin on the girl's back was pulled apart like clothes, and a boy who was only a few years old slammed out!

The boy was covered in bloodshots, and he was surrounded by several adult grievances, among which the girl's father seemed to be among them.

"The owners of those business cards in the living room should all be here. This kid is the culprit. It keeps lured people over by phone, and it kills those people."

Crying sounded in the bedroom, despair soaked into the mirror, crying hands touched the mirror surface, and the body melted into the mirror little by little.

After overcoming his fear in the animal alley, after daring to stay alone in the mall at midnight, Cry was the neighbor who followed Han Fei the most times. Now he is no longer the kid who only played hide-and-seek.

When the cry appeared, the whole room was plunged into sadness, and all despair became the weapon of crying.

Without letting other people intervene, after crying into the dark room in the mirror, he slowly folded his hands towards the child.

His ten fingers seemed to be able to arouse the despair of those souls in the child, directly turning the resentment of being enslaved by the child into the shackles that bound him.

Despair forms a cage, and the cry evokes the most painful past in the child's heart. When the boy was hysterical and crazy, the cry sent it to the mouth of the black python.

The shadow swallowed the boy's body in one gulp, and stood on the boy's body while crying, pointing his finger to the boy's forehead.

The severe pain caused the boy to scream, and his mind was gradually and completely occupied by despair, and a drop of ice-cold teardrops that was completely condensed by Yin Qi flowed out of those numb eyes.

Reaching out to take away the tears, crying took away all the boy's memories and despair.

Compared with boys, crying is like a monster of gluttony and despair.

"Snapped!"

The mirror shattered, and weeping grabbed the black giant python and walked out of it.

There was no change in the crying body, but the breath of despair became stronger, and the scope of the cry expanded again.

It should be the black python that got more benefits. It swallowed the room behind the mirror and absorbed all the resentment and yin that had accumulated there, and its body had doubled in size.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have found an unknown type of pet!"

"Pet type:???"

"Added ability: Black Room."

"Black Room: A black room is hidden in its body."

When the black python ran back to the feet of Han Fei and Xu Qin, Han Fei also received a prompt from the system.

This little monster devoured the odd mirror in the closet and gained the ability to mirror.

In fact, Han Fei has always been curious about this little monster. He also asked Xu Qin about the specific training process, but Xu Qin didn't know anything about it.

She just regarded the room next to her as a place to dispose of waste, and kept pouring some cursed food into it, but who knew that the whole room would become conscious, and it began to please Xu Qin in order to eat more food.

Before returning to the shadows, the black python opened its mouth and spat out a girl with a phone.

The girl is a small resentment, there is no blood on her body, and there is a huge wound on her back that cannot be healed.

Han Fei touched her head with the secret of touching the depths of her soul. The girl's soul is very pure, and her heart is full of fear.

After she was locked in the mirror, she became a tool for the boy to deceive the soul, and it was really miserable.

"I saved you from the mirror. Should you thank me? Life is for life, you can follow us in the future."

The girl looked at the rebirth knives in Han Fei's hands, and at the scarlet dining knives in Xu Qin's hands, and nodded numbly.

"Do you know what lives in this clinic and residential building?"

Han Fei tried to communicate with the girl, but the girl didn't know if she understood what Han Fei meant. She kept reaching out to Han Fei with four fingers, as if she was talking about the fourth floor, and she seemed to be talking about the fourth room.

As a person who came out of the dead building, Han Fei himself was extremely sensitive to the number four.

But he wanted to keep asking, but the girl couldn't reveal more information.

No way, he put the girl into the altar first.

Opening the bedroom door, Tie Nan and Yantang were lying on the door panel eavesdropping.

"Brother Youfu, what did you find in the bedroom? How did we hear who you've been making laugh?" Yantang was really curious, and after holding back for a long time, she asked.

"We're just communicating."

"Communication?" Yantang looked at the bedroom that had also become a mess. He thought of how Han Fei looked when he entered the previous room: "Is this the way to deal with ghosts?"

"Let's go." Han Fei waved his hand: "Go to the fourth floor as soon as possible, we've been here long enough."

Han Fei still remembered the child's shoe print at the crossroads. The hatred of the plastic surgery hospital could come at any time, and they should hurry up and explore.

Walking out of the house holding the altar, Han Fei turned around and found that there were several more mirrors in the corridor.

"The mirror in the clinic seems to be following us all the way." Yantang looked at the figure in the mirror: "The building used to be full of people, but now they are all in the mirror. This is very strange, you say they Did you go in voluntarily? Or was it forced by something?"

"If I can only survive by entering the mirror, then I will definitely choose to enter the mirror."

Han Feichao glanced behind him a few times, but the mirror hiding the doctor did not follow.

Several people came to the third floor, and there was gradually more paper money on the ground. It seemed that someone on this floor had just passed away, and even the couplets on both sides of the door were white.

"Have you found something very strange?" Yantang pointed to the dresser in a certain room: "The mirrors on this floor seem to be covered with black cloth."

"Generally, when someone in the family dies, they will cover the mirror in his room. It is said that this can prevent his soul from attaching to the mirror." After Han Fei finished speaking, he suddenly stopped: "The soul of the deceased will be Breathe into the mirror, and whoever wears the shroud is the real dead."

Calling Tie Nan, Han Fei asked, "Have you seen a man in a shroud before?"

"That's right."

"Is he the only one wearing a shroud?"

"Yeah, everyone else wears everything. It seems that he is the only one wearing a shroud." Tie Nan still didn't understand what was going on.

"You should still remember what the man in the shroud looked like? You walk around the third floor, can you find his photo?" If Han Fei wanted to complete the task, he had to find the ghost in the building who really met the requirements. Only the man was wearing a shroud, and he felt quite "naughty", so he should be able to complete the task.

After checking all the rooms on the third floor, several people found nothing, so they had to go to the fourth floor that the girl had suggested.

There was a lot of paper money on the steps, and Han Fei regretted not taking the merchant out.

"Have you heard any sound? It seems to be coming from downstairs." Tie Nan walked at the back of the team. He wanted to contribute to the team, but he was the one who needed to be protected instead.

Looking down along the gap in the middle of the stairs, a very strange picture appeared.

On the passage between the clinic and the residential building, there was a mirror that seemed to be being pushed, and moved slowly in the corridor. It didn't make any sound, and the target seemed to be Han Fei and the others.

"A mirror is following me." Tie Nan reminded in a low voice.

"I see." Han Fei didn't stop, he was the first to come to the fourth floor: "The mirror will still move on its own, this place can be said to be the heaven of the mirror god. When I completely take over the area of ​​the plastic surgery hospital, maybe I will A lounge can be specially built for the Mirror God, and it is filled with his kind."

The decoration on the fourth floor of the residential building is a bit special. On both sides of the corridor, every house on the left is decorated with lights, and every door on the right is sprinkled with paper money and wreaths.

Han Feita

They walked on the promenade, feeling very awkward and depressed.

"What the hell happened here?"

Picking up an invitation card on the ground, it said that the good day and the auspicious day have arrived, and invited relatives and friends to the wedding.

The invitations themselves are normal, but the names of the people on each invitation are taken off.

Stepping on the wedding candy and paper money on the ground, Han Fei and the others came to the deepest part of the corridor. In the darkest and gloomiest part of the whole building, there was a huge red cloth.

"Intuition tells me that it's better not to touch this cloth." As soon as Yantang finished speaking, Han Fei took off the red cloth.

Under the thick red cloth, is a huge mirror.

There was a couple standing in the mirror, the woman wearing a phoenix crown and a robe, and the man wearing the champion uniform, they seemed to be holding a Chinese wedding.

At a glance, in the mirror, half happy and half mourning, the newlyweds were standing on the floor full of wedding candy and paper money, with their backs to the corridor.

The cloudy wind blew into the old building, the temperature began to drop rapidly, and the light became increasingly dim.

The paper money on the ground began to flutter, and the woman in the mirror seemed to take a step back.

Footsteps came from downstairs, the woman in the mirror seemed to hear something, and her body began to turn slowly.

"Blessed brother! Something is coming in the corridor!" Iron Man shouted loudly, pointing behind him.

The cold wind penetrated into his sleeve, and Han Fei's ring also began to warn. He slowly turned around and stared at the entrance of the corridor.

After a while, a man in a shroud appeared on the fourth floor.

He stood with his back to several players, neither approaching nor leaving.

The atmosphere became more and more tense. At this critical moment, Aunt Li seemed to have heard something, and she walked towards the mirror at the end of the corridor.

Because of the reflection of the mirror, the corridor seems to be very long. In fact, the aunt came to the mirror without walking a few steps.

"Auntie! Auntie! Don't go over there!" Yantang grabbed Aunt Li, and when he was dragging Auntie back, he suddenly felt as if someone was watching him.

Slowly looking up, Yantang found that the man and woman in the mirror had turned around at some point.

The two of them have perfect bodies and no blemishes on their skin. The only thing that doesn't match up is that they don't have their own faces!

"Broken! They're all here!" Iron Man clenched his fists and sweated anxiously on his forehead.

"Go back and help Yantang." Han Fei held the altar with one hand and the saber of death with the other.

"What about you?" Tie Nan's question was not answered, because before he had finished asking, Han Fei had already rushed towards the man in the shroud holding the spiritual altar.

Holding the spiritual altar in his arms and sprinting at full speed, Han Fei's figure was imprinted in Tie Nan's eyes.

"I seem to understand why they fear him."