My Iyashikei Game

"Although Du Shu is my elder sister, I usually have little communication with her. She is my father's most beloved daughter, and I am just an illegitimate daughter. She seems to be the most dazzling jewel in the crown, and I am just a humble girl. It's just accessories." Du Jing put her hands around her chest: "If she really did everything, what did she do?"

"Maybe it's because of jealousy." Han Fei found a fairly clean nurse's uniform: "Jealous that you have a beautiful family, jealous that you have cute and cute children, and jealous that you have the love she doesn't have."

Being Du Shu's lover is a very painful and terrifying thing, and what is more painful than being Du Shu's lover is to become Du Shu's sister.

Han Fei put the nurse's uniform on Du Jing: "You and Du Shu are sisters. You should know her better than me. That woman is only perfect on the surface, but in fact her soul is completely dirty."

"I also had doubts, but I always felt that she shouldn't be so mad." Du Jing struggled to get up. What she was most worried about now was her daughter.

"Wait a minute, let me see how to install this thing." Han Fei cleaned the blood on the edge of the prosthesis and tried it a few times before reinstalling it on Du Jing's leg: "Do you think you can walk? If not, let my friend carry you on your back."

Du Jing put on the nurse's uniform. When she walked down the ground, blood would seep out from the connection between her thigh and the prosthesis, and it was painful for outsiders to see.

"Forget it, let him carry you on your back." Han Fei handed Du Jing to A Chong, and this mentally abnormal player also played some role.

"It's not too late, let's go to Building 7 now."

Han Fei emptied the basement floor and returned to the corridor.

There was such a big movement on the first basement just now, and no one came over on the second basement, which also made Han Fei feel a little abnormal.

"The second underground floor is a passageway, which is connected to other buildings. Many severe cases are transported directly through the second underground floor, and they will never see light in their entire lives." Du Jing said weakly.

"Then can't we also enter Building 7 through the second basement?" Han Fei has been to the second basement of Building 1 and knows that there is a parking lot specially prepared for VIPs, and there are some secret passages built inside.

"These passages can't be opened normally and require special keys." Li Jing seemed to know a lot of things in the hospital: "As far as I know, only people wearing black clothes are eligible to get the keys to the underground passage."

"Then we will act according to the original plan."

Back on the ground, the three of them wore different uniforms and ran towards Building 6.

After swiping the doctor's work card, Han Fei was about to go inside when he suddenly saw a person standing at the reception desk in the lobby of Building 6.

"Is there a front desk on duty in Building 6?"

Han Fei vaguely remembered the things that Zhang Zhuangzhuang reminded him to pay attention to. After dark, the front desk staff can approach if they are smiling, and stay away if the other party is crying.

"Building 7 is full of critically ill patients. When there is no empty ward in Building 7, some patients will be transferred to Building 6, so these two buildings in the hospital are the most dangerous." Du Jing whispered: "Whether it's a doctor or a patient, it's dangerous."

"Understood." Han Fei felt that it was necessary to save Du Jing. With this old patient here, he could avoid many detours.

"Brother, there are still an hour and 20 minutes before zero. Otherwise, let's not startled the snakes. Let's sneak over and enter Building No. 7 first." Ah Chong was worried that Han Fei would do something impulsive, so he said it at first. Just killing one person, but in the end, in order to cover up the "crime", a whole building was directly slaughtered.

"You call me brother?" Han Fei felt a little strange when he heard A Chong's words.

"What should it be called? Master?" A Chong was frightened, very humble and pitiful, and said it casually.

"Just call me Han Fei." Han Fei didn't want to bother with the pervert, so he asked Du Jing to stop and gently pushed open the security door to enter the corridor.

Zhang Zhuangzhuang did remind Han Fei, but the problem was that the front desk kept her head down, and she couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing without getting closer.

Slowing down, Han Fei tried his best to appear normal. He hurried to the front desk like a doctor who had just finished his work.

The pale light illuminated the service desk, the surroundings were quiet, and the waiter stood motionless like a dummy.

"Good evening." Han Fei took the initiative to approach. When he was only two or three meters away from the front desk, the body of the waiter with his head bowed began to tremble slightly, her shoulders swayed slightly, and her black hair fell on her chest.

When inexperienced people see this weird scene, they will definitely stop and be cautious.

But Han Fei not only did not slow down, but suddenly started to speed up.

The waiter's body trembled more and more violently. When Han Fei walked in front of him, the waiter suddenly raised his head!

The corner of her mouth was smiling, but her eyes were gouged out, and her disfigured face was full of blood and tears!

"good evening!"

"Beauty, you scared me."

Pulling out the death knife, Han Fei slashed it at the waiter.

The waiter standing behind the counter moved forward rapidly, she opened her arms, wanted to hug Han Fei, and then put her face on Han Fei's face!

"This is your first move."

The light flashed, and Han Fei collided with the front desk clerk.

Han Fei's body flew backwards, and the waiter's body was split in the middle.

countless tiny

The bloodshot wanted to repair the waiter's body, but the wound cut by the knife of rebirth could not be repaired by any filth.

The waiter fell to the ground and turned into black blood, and some faint spots of light poured into the death knife.

Han Fei sat on the ground, looking at the wounds and finger marks on his shoulders, with lingering fears.

"My 32-point physical strength was easily knocked off by her?" He reached out and touched the wound on his shoulder, squeezing out some black blood: "Fortunately, I have a relatively high resistance to curses and soul poison."

Han Fei is the nominal owner of the Dead Building, and is very familiar with all kinds of death curses. In addition, he has been eating meat made by Xu Qin, and most of the curses are like flavoring agents to him.

"Brother Han, are you alright?" Seeing Han Fei's fall, Ah Chong ran over to check with Du Jing on his back.

"It doesn't matter to me." Han Fei glanced upstairs: "Forget it, let's go to Building No. 7 first. Be careful not to touch the blood on the ground, there is a curse in it."

The front desk clerk was full of vicious curses. The blood flowing in the doctor's body was full of soul poison. Each of these ghosts in the hospital had their own special abilities.

"You can't be reckless. The entire hospital is alienating. The further you go, the more terrifying you encounter."

The reincarnation knife is extremely sharp and can kill all blood-stained ghosts, but when encountering those really powerful ghosts, Han Fei often only has one chance to use the knife. If he doesn't kill the other, he will be killed by the other.

Without stopping at Building 6, Han Fei brought Achong and Du Jing to the door of Building 7.

Standing outside the security door and looking inside, Building No. 7 is not much different from the other buildings, but it looks more gloomy, and there doesn't seem to be any living thing inside.

"Du Jing, have you lived in Building No. 7 before? Is there anything that needs special attention here?"

"There are many abnormal patients in Building No. 7, so if you see the door of the ward that is half-open, don't approach it." Du Jing thought for a while, and then continued: "I heard that there are some doctors in Building No. 7 who are patients. It's fake, anyway, it's messy inside."

"Have you seen a doctor named Yan inside? He is very tall."

"No." Du Jing shook her head slightly: "My attending doctor is called Zhang Xi, a woman who doesn't like to talk."

"Zhang Xi?" Han Fei stared blankly at Du Jing, he didn't expect to get news of Zhang Zhuangzhuang's sister from Du Jing: "Then do you know where she usually is in Building No. 7? I have a letter here for you. to her."

"She is in charge of the patients on the fourth floor, but I suggest you don't approach her casually." Du Jing's eyes flashed with fear: "I have seen that female doctor kill with my own eyes, and the patient is like a building block in her hand. There will be ward rounds at night, and any ward selected by her will shed a lot of blood the next day, and new patients will be welcomed in the ward."

"So scary?"

"Many patients on the fourth floor call her the Goddess of Death. Although she is responsible for psychological counseling for us, she seems to have a serious psychological disorder herself." Du Jingguang felt scared when she thought of this.

"Looks like she's very strong, so I'm going to find her even more." Han Fei nodded secretly: "Sister Jing, are you familiar with the patient in Building No. 7? Have you ever seen a patient named Qiangwei? He should It was only caught in the last few days."

"I don't know." Du Jing said with a serious apology: "I only remember one patient who was detained in Building No. 7 recently. That person seems to be called Shen Luo. It is said that he bought the doctor, and he is the only one from No. 7. The patient who escaped from the building, but he was later caught."

"This name sounds familiar, let's ignore him for now." Han Fei didn't want to meet Shen Luo at such a critical moment.

"The rest I don't know."

Without getting the information he wanted, Han Fei could only enter Building No. 7 to check.

He gently opened the door, and the white light in Building No. 7 stabbed the back of his hand like ice.

For the first time, Han Fei discovered that the lights can be so gloomy and cold.

There was no one in the empty corridor. The doors of the wards and departments on both sides of the corridor were not locked. The doors of some rooms were half-open, and the lights in the corridor could not dispel the deep darkness.

Entering Building 7, Han Fei's body was completely enveloped by the lights, and he felt as if his soul had fallen into an ice hole.

As I kept falling in the cold, I felt a strong sense of helplessness in my heart.

"This place is so weird."

Raising his head, Han Fei looked at the room closest to him.

The door was ajar, and there were some black words written on the door panel - Hair Transplant Center.

Han Fei remembered what Du Jing said. He was reluctant to approach these unlocked rooms, but they were too close to that room now.

The Hair Transplant Center is located at the entrance of the corridor on the first floor. If you want to find Zhang Xi on the fourth floor, you must pass by this department.

Holding the saber of death in his hand, Han Fei signaled A-Chong and Du Jing not to be too far away from him.

He moved a little bit, his eyes fixed on the half-open door.

The darkness in the hair transplant center was slowly surging, as if something would suddenly come out.

"It looks like everything is normal, but it actually feels like this building has been completely alienated."

The blood-colored paper figurine in Han Fei's pocket also climbed onto his shoulder and issued a warning to him. This was the first time the blood-colored paper figurine had warned him.

"When I learned that I had three children and several wives, the blood-colored paper man was not so tight

Zhang Guo, it looks like I did have trouble. "

Moving his footsteps, Han Fei had the intention to retreat. He just wanted to explore in a different direction, but the voice of the system sounded in his mind.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have successfully triggered the shrine random task - seven kinds of despair."

"Seven kinds of despair: These seven departments killed his seven emotions and brought him seven different kinds of despair."

"Task requirements: Use all means to kill the desperate aggregates in the seven departments. Each time you kill one, you will get a lot of experience and special rewards."

Originally, Han Fei was about to give up, but the system's quest prompt aroused his interest again.

"Seven departments represent seven kinds of despair, can you get rewards for killing one?"

After Han Fei entered the shrine world, he only completed two tasks, so he only had two opportunities to open the inventory, and many items could not be taken out.

"The experience of the shrine mission is extremely rich, and the special rewards cannot be missed. This mission is worth doing."

Putting the blood-colored paper figurines in his heart again, when he was really in danger, Han Fei still trusted the paper figurines that had been watered with Xu Qin's blood. He could let the other party protect his heart.

"Get ready to go upstairs."

Han Fei moved forward, and the darkness in the department began to shake, but other than that, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

The highly vigilant Han Fei walked past the department smoothly and entered the corridor, but the things in the department did not come out.

"It seems to be fairly safe." A Chong hurriedly followed behind Han Fei, but just as he approached the door of the department, an extremely huge hand with black hair suddenly stretched out from the department!

"Go upstairs!" While urging, Han Fei threw out his body, and the blade slashed on the giant hand.

The black hair was cut off by the death knife, and the giant hand turned into hair all over the ground.

All the black hair that touched the rebirth knife dissipated directly, but those hairs that did not touch the rebirth knife began to gather again as if they had life after they landed.

"It has to be cut to the body."

Han Fei doesn't dare to enter the hair transplant center alone now. He needs someone to cooperate with him to contain those hairs and buy him time to find the hair itself.

The three quickly moved up and came to the second floor.

The department on the second floor near the corridor is also very strange. The door is half open, and blood is constantly seeping from the department. On the blood stain, there is the department's house number - Cleft Lip and Palate Center.

Han Fei stared intently at the door of the department, and was about to speed up to rush over when a doctor in a white coat suddenly walked out of the department.

He stood with his back to Han Fei, and his tone of voice was very strange: "Huh? It's so late, there are still people in the corridor?"

"We want to go to Dr. Zhang Xi and ask something."

"Don't go looking for her yet, I'm in some trouble here and need your help." The doctor turned his back to the crowd, his voice hurried.

"What help?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes, staring at the suspicious doctor in front of him.

"There is an emergency patient that I can't control!" the doctor shouted anxiously: "Don't talk nonsense! Come here!"

"Okay." Han Fei held the knife forward, and when the doctor was about to grab his wrist, he accelerated sharply: "The patient you are talking about is yourself, right?"

The doctor, who had been standing with his back to Han Fei, paused for a moment. He turned his head, revealing a four-lobed mouth.

"How do you know? Don't you think I look different from you guys?"

Under the doctor's white coat is a hospital gown covered with blood scabs, and his eyes are completely different from those of the controlled souls in the hospital.