My Iyashikei Game

The memory in Han Fei's mind emerged in the wild laughter. The child with the sharp knife was covered in blood. He looked behind him with a smile on his face.

No body could be found in the remembered scene, but as the boy turned back, everything was stained red.

The blood-red restaurant and the sunny smile on the boy's face formed an incomparably sharp contrast.

From the memory fragments, it is impossible to see why the boy laughed. He seemed to have lost all human emotions and only showed that warm and healing smile.

The night lights in the dining room came back on, and the dim light dispelled the darkness.

The old wolf and the two pools of blood on the ground disappeared, and the thin monkey and the little fat man seemed to have never appeared here.

Everything seemed to be returning to normal, only Han Fei fell to the ground holding his head, holding his head tightly with both hands, as if his head would split in half if he didn't.

The pain stimulated every nerve, and the bloodstains wafting from the Scarlet Orphanage stained a lot of Han Fei's memories.

"The fear of all the children in the white orphanage has turned into a wolf. I am a wolf in the bloody orphanage. One has eaten countless children, and the other seems to have eaten all emotions and personalities?"

The young child stood alone at one end of the dining room, covered in blood, and turned back with a sharp knife.

Han Fei never imagined that he would have had such an experience: "The games played in this orphanage seem to be the ones I have played before. Replaying these games may stimulate me to think of more things."

Reason and hysterical laughter have been fighting, Han Fei tried his best to suppress the self in the Scarlet Orphanage.

When his mind was about to turn into a sea of ​​blood, chains of memories appeared around the bloody orphanage, representing the appearance of Han Fei's childhood child and both good and evil spirits.

Each of them was holding a chain in their hands, as if to prevent the Scarlet Orphanage from "surfacing".

"All childhood memories, kind souls, pure evil, everything is blocking the Scarlet Orphanage. What does the laughter in this Scarlet Orphanage represent?"

In other places, good and evil are like water and fire, but in Han Fei's mind, kindness and malice turned out to be like brothers.

The trembling Scarlet Orphanage finally returned to normal, and more and more memory fragments appeared in Han Fei's mind, all of which were related to the old wolf game.

The pain was slowly relieved, Han Fei sat on the ground, the corners of his mouth and eyes seemed to be torn apart, and blood was seeping out.

Opening the inventory, Han Fei took out the pig heart made by Xu Qin and took a big bite.

Swallowing is the best way for a midnight butcher to relieve stress.

The blood volume slowly recovered, Han Fei got up from the ground, and he also received another prompt from the system.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have successfully accompanied the children to finish the second game! Get the task reward - Clue Two."

"Clue 2: The child you are looking for is the bad boy in all hearts."

The second clue is already very specific, and most orphans do not meet the requirements.

"The bad boy in everyone's heart? This guy who plays the old wolf game with me is the worst boy. Everyone will think he is a bastard in private, but he dares not speak his mind; but the little boy who follows me seems to be Isolated by everyone, no one wants to play with him, thinks he's a bad boy who doesn't listen to the nursery's orders."

If it wasn't for the uncertainty, Han Fei would probably stab the eldest boy when he got up.

At this time, the boy had already run towards the back, and he punched the girl with the broken leg one after another.

When the situation was very critical just now, the girl suddenly spoke, wanting to kill both Han Fei and the boy.

Every child in this orphanage should not be underestimated, and they must not be careless just because they are children, otherwise they will not even know how to die.

Putting away the chains on the ground, Han Fei held the boy's head, his eyes were full of killing intent: "Stop."

The more games played in this orphanage, the better. Han Fei was going to try as many games as possible before hatred came. He wanted to figure out his past.

Before, he was unable to bear the consequences of retrieving the bloody memory, but now he has the right to approach the truth.

"Who just won?"

Han Fei opened his mouth coldly, the boy looked up at him, with a trace of viciousness hidden in his eyes: "Whoever touches the old wolf first wins, but neither of us touched the old wolf just now, so it's a draw."

After the boy finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid of Han Fei's use of violence, and his neck shrank back.

"Okay, then let's play the third game."

As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, his hand was grabbed by the little boy, and the other party persuaded Han Fei: "Stop playing, let's go first."

The oldest boy didn't expect Han Fei to be so easy to talk, he saw Han Fei's agreement, and immediately came to the spirit: "Two wins in three games, if you can win the next game, then I will definitely listen to you in the future, you let me do anything. Row."

This little beast is full of bad water. In his eyes, people are no different from other animals, and they are extremely selfish. He has no psychological burden after killing the thin monkey and the little fat man. He turned his head to kill the girl.

Other people's life is like an object in his eyes, which can be discarded at any time.

Han Fei imprinted all the behaviors and expressions of these orphans in his mind. He felt that these children did not have a good thing. They seemed to have been taught badly, and turned into poisonous apples with normal appearance and already festering inside. .

"The next game is also a game we often play, in the inner room." The boy carefully concealed the viciousness and hatred in his eyes. They were also children in the orphanage. The boy looked exactly like Han Fei's childhood. different.

In Han Fei's memory fragment, although he was holding a sharp knife, his body was covered in blood, and the places he walked would turn red, but he always had a warm smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to always have light. It doesn't change because of the surrounding environment.

Through this simple comparison, Han Fei also found his difference: "At that time, I seemed to have lost all other emotions except smiling, but now it's the opposite."

The boy grabbed the girl on the ground, forcibly took her with him, and walked towards the end of the restaurant.

Pushing open the door of the restaurant, there is a dark corridor outside. There are no windows on both sides of the corridor, like a mine cave buried deep in the ground. Just entering it makes people feel suffocated.

A faint light reflected on the yellowed walls, and the night light in the middle of the corridor was the only light source here.

The eldest boy covered the girl's mouth, and he also slowed down, lightly, not daring to make any sound.

The interior of the orphanage was much larger than when viewed from the outside. The black doors were tightly closed, and there were no signs hanging on the walls. Han Fei didn't know what was hidden behind the doors.

"right here."

The oldest boy dragged the girl with the broken leg to a stop deep in the corridor, and he pointed to the door in front of him.

"The third game is called Cardboard House. We don't have too many toys here. Everyone will collect cardboard boxes for transporting fruits and vegetables, and then use those broken boxes to build houses and castles."

"Will the castle built by the competition look good?" Han Fei has the ability to appreciate art, whether it is the aesthetics of the underworld or the aesthetics of the earth, he can be satisfied.

"No, we'll hide in those cardboard boxes, you can't break the boxes in any way, you can only see with your eyes. There's a five-minute limit, you have three chances to touch the box, and if you don't pick the box we're hiding in, it's us Win." The boy seemed very confident.

"Is it similar to hide and seek?" Han Fei nodded: "Yes."

"You wait outside for a minute." With both hands, the boy pushed the door open, and he and the girl walked in.

The door was closed, and Han Fei was lying on the door panel listening. After the two children entered the room, the footsteps disappeared, and no slight sound was heard, which was very strange.

Counting the time silently in his heart, Han Fei found that the night lights in the corridor began to dim, and something seemed to be approaching in the darkness.

"Play the game first, then think about other things."

Han Fei knew the reason why curiosity killed the cat. He didn't stop in the corridor. After counting for a minute, he entered the house with the little boy.

There was a faint stench in the air, and the scene in front of him did not stimulate laughter, which made Han Fei a little relieved.

"This room is weird."

The small room is full of small houses made of folded cardboard boxes. Most of the rooms are made like graves. I have to say that the works of these children are very down-to-earth.

"They're hiding here?"

Those waste paper boxes are not laid flat on the ground. Most of the boxes are stacked together, layer upon layer, and the stacking is very chaotic.

"It looks like you usually play this kind of game a lot." Han Fei glanced at the little boy next to him, and the boy looked at the cardboard houses with a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Only they can play. Every time they snatch all the cardboard boxes and then create or destroy them, I can only watch them and have no way to participate."

"Why didn't they play with you?" Han Fei asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"They always say I'm a bad boy, run around, don't listen to the nurses and teachers, and if I play with me, the nurses will be punished." The little boy said very aggrieved.

"Then do you hate that nurse? If you had the chance to let him disappear forever, would you choose to let him disappear?"

"Do you mean to kill him?" It's hard to imagine that a child could say the word "kill" so casually.

"That's understandable."

"Then I won't let him disappear, he just hates me. There are many people in the world who hate me, and I can't make them all disappear." The boy was thinking about this very seriously.

"But what if they want you to disappear? Will you resist?" Han Fei's question was too heavy for a child.

After thinking for a long time, the little boy still shook his head: "If they want to kill me, then I will hide in a place where they can't find me, they can't see me, it's like I have disappeared. Yes, I Just do it!"

The little boy answered seemingly unintentionally, but Han Fei's pupils twitched slightly.

In reality, the little white shoes seemed to hide in a place where no one could find him at first. People didn't find him, and finally only his body was found.

Looking back at the photos provided by Liuli Mao, the child in white shoes in one photo also likes to run around very much.

There are indications that there should be some connection between the little boy and the white shoes.

While Han Fei was still thinking, the little boy suddenly raised his finger and pointed to the northeast corner of the house, and shouted excitedly, "Mom!"

Looking there, Han Fei saw that the woman puppet was thrown onto several cardboard boxes.

"They said you couldn't touch and break the box, but they didn't say you couldn't touch the puppet."

Han Fei was close to the northeast corner of the room. When he walked inside, he found that there were densely packed boxes that had been folded again, one by one, like graves one after another. It looked quite scary in the dark room.

"I can't go any further." The puppet was too far away from them, and if he wanted to continue walking, he would definitely hit the box in that place.

Staring at the puppet, Han Fei was thinking about how to take off the puppet and return it to the little boy when he suddenly saw the puppet's fingers hanging down from his stomach, and his hand seemed to be pointing in a certain direction.

Looking down the puppet's hand, there was just a strand of black hair exposed at the gap of the cardboard box it was pointing to.

"Is this puppet reminding me?"

Han Fei was about to choose that box when his eyes found something else.

There was a small piece of girl's clothes left on the edge of the box next to the box, as if in a hurry to hide and forgot to put all the clothes into the box, and then looking at the distance, there was a half-stretched palm in the gap of the box that was one meter away. The bottom of the box is seeping blood outside.

"These boxes are so far apart that hair, hands and clothes are not together."

"The fingers are slender and white. They belong to the little girl. So do the clothes and long hair. Now there are two possibilities."

"There is still something in the first paper house, and we are not the only ones in this house."

"Secondly, the girls have been divided into different parts and have been hidden in different paper houses. If they divided the two into four parts, I, who only had three choices, would not be able to find them all."

Han Fei knew that the little beast would play tricks, but he didn't expect that the other party might do it.

"Probably not." The little boy knew a lot, but even so, he was startled when he heard Han Fei's words, even in the underworld orphanages seldom played like this.

"It's also possible that my thinking is complicated." Han Fei nodded slightly: "After the boys and girls enter the house, they only have one minute, and it is difficult to complete the division and hiding in one minute. Besides, I don't have any time outside. Hear any screams."

"If the two children are okay, it means that there are other things hidden in these paper houses." Han Fei asked the little boy: "Did you notice anything strange when they played with the paper houses?"

"Everyone likes to play with cardboard houses, but the nurses said that after everyone builds their own house, they can't go in directly. They have to knock on the door first. If no one opens the door, they can push the door in by themselves."

"What habit is this?"

Han Fei frowned and looked at those rooms. He was playing games on the surface, but he was actually testing the other self in the back of his mind.

He may have played this game before, and as long as he plays it, he should be able to trigger the memory of the past.

Although the process of recalling the past was extremely painful, Han Fei still wanted to do everything possible to find his lost self.

"Did I not like paper houses before?"

The perverted boy gave Han Fei a three-minute time limit. When there was only one minute left, Han Fei decided to try it first.

He moved forward slowly and lifted the box to which the puppet was pointing.

Below the box was a strand of hair and a piece of clothing, where the two children were not hiding.

"Should you knock on the door first and ask if there is anyone inside?" The little boy reminded Han Fei softly, but it was already a little late.

The room became obviously darker than before, and more and more things began to appear in the gaps of the paper houses.

There are clothes patterns, more and more blood stains, and flashes of eyeballs.

"There are two more chances." Han Fei threw the opened paper house aside, hugged the spiritual altar, and jumped into the open space by himself.

It was very close to the puppet here. Han Fei reached out and grabbed the puppet in his hand, then stood there and looked around.

He was now in the middle of the room, where he could see many boxes that were blocked behind.

His eyes moved slowly, he inherited the personality fragments of the mirror god's body, and his left eye still retained part of the ability to see the truth, but even so, he found nothing.

Time passed by, and when it was about to end, Han Fei's eyes were attracted to a red paper house in the deepest part of the room.

For no reason, when he saw the paper house, he could no longer look away.

The small, dusty red house had a very special attraction to him, as if the red paper house was folded by him!

The chains of memory rattled, and the little red house in Han Fei's eyes seemed to be slowly changing. When he felt severe pain in his mind, he saw another unfamiliar memory.

He was still a child, curled up in a white paper house, his body was shaking all the time, but he didn't dare to make any changes.

There are various windows painted on the inside of the paper house, but those windows can't be opened at all, and the children can't see what's going on outside.

Hiding in that extreme depression, time became extremely slow, the child's face was buried deep in his knees, he didn't dare to look up, and his body was trembling with fear.

He seemed to have reached his limit and couldn't hold it any longer.

A red blood flower blooms on the cardboard house, and the bright red seeps into the interior from the outside of the cardboard.

There seemed to be a rain of blood outside, and more and more red blossoms were blooming on the cardboard house like flowers.

blood red

The color of the other side of the flower blooms on the white house, until the white house is completely dyed red by the withered and falling "petals".

The boy's body trembled more and more violently, and when the white house turned completely red, the boy's face buried in his knees slowly lifted.

The warm and healing smile on his face finally began to twist, the corners of his mouth rose, and the smile turned into a hysterical and crazy laugh!

The boy came out of the red house, and it was a blood-red night outside!

The wild laughter in the back of his mind was just as he remembered. He hugged his knees and sat on the steps of the gate of the orphanage, looking up with his childhood self in his memories.

Hysterical laughter came from memory and echoed in reality.

Han Fei once again felt the heart-piercing pain, his expression was distorted, at this time he could no longer care about the game, and rushed directly to the red house in the corner of the room.

All the cardboard boxes in the way were pushed away, and he ran to the paper house, but when his hand touched the red paper house, the original blood-red house began to fade.

The system seems to have prompted him something, but he can't concentrate on listening now, the feeling of being torn in his mind is getting stronger and stronger, his body knocked over a paper house, and his teeth have been biting out. Blood.

But even in this situation, he still hugged the spiritual altar tightly in his arms.

Now he is different from before, he has something to hold tightly.

As long as there is a trace of reason, he will not let go.

For the spiritual altar in his hand, Han Fei showed toughness that he didn't even realize.

After being tortured by wild laughter for a long time, the newly added memory fragment finally melted into his own mind.

Compared with the previous game, the memory involved in the paper house game is more important to Han Fei, because that bloody night appeared in this memory.

Continuing to look for it, Han Fei felt that he was likely to remember what happened in the bloody night.

"The bloody night is a few words listed as taboo by Immortal Pharmacy, and such a behemoth is silent, which shows the specialness of that night."

Slowly regaining his sanity, Han Fei got up from the ground. At this time, most of the paper houses in the house had been destroyed, and the oldest boy also crawled out of his hiding place with a sinister smile on his face.

Han Fei didn't pay attention to the boy. He vaguely remembered that the system seemed to prompt him just now.

Opening the attribute panel and inventory, Han Fei was stunned for a moment.

"Attention number 0000 players! Increase your initial brain power by one!"

"Attention number 0000 players! You have obtained a special item from the White Orphanage - White House."

"White House (Special Quest Item): He may know the White House and why it becomes the Red House."

After Han Fei retrieved two memories, he found that his initial brain power increased a little to nine points.

"Looking back at the past, can you still increase your brain power?"

Covering his still aching head, Han Fei was a little unsure: "Am I a very smart person before?"

"You lost! It's time to accept the punishment!" The boy kicked the box next to him and walked to Han Fei.

"Punishment?" Han Fei shook his head: "Didn't we say we have two wins in three rounds? Even if you win this round, we'll just tie."

"You still want to play the fourth game?" The boy has never seen an adult as difficult as Han Fei: "Okay, no problem."

"You have proposed three games, let me choose the next game." Han Fei stared at the boy and touched the rebirth knife: "The new game is very simple, it's called Darkness, please close your eyes."