My Iyashikei Game

The stone house on the island in the heart of the lake has a history of hundreds of years. According to legend, the lake god lives in the stone house. If the nearby villagers have any difficulties, they only need to prepare three sacrifices and throw them into the pool of the stone house, and the lake god will help him realize his wish.

There are such stories in the villages around the Great Lake, but in fact no one has really seen the lake god, and the god itself may just be a kind of good expectation.

Holding the rotten wooden ladder, Han Fei was very careful, and he was very careful every time he moved his body.

I don’t know when the wooden ladder was built. The surface is slippery and covered with light green moss. The part near the water surface has rotted away, and fine tooth marks can still be vaguely seen on it.

"Keep quiet and don't disturb him." Guan Miao made a silent gesture, and he didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

The stone house was extremely quiet, and everyone was sweating for Han Fei. They watched Han Fei's every move, hoping that Han Fei could complete the ritual of worshiping the lake god.

It didn't take long for Han Fei to climb to the second floor of the stone house. The wooden ladder, which had been in disrepair for a long time, seemed to be unable to support it at this time. The nails embedded in the wall were a little loose, and there were creaking sounds everywhere. It also began to shake, and it seemed that it might break at any time.

Han Fei lowered his head and glanced down. There seemed to be something floating in the bottomless pool. His heartbeat began to speed up, and the strange feeling of predicting death came again.

"There seems to be something in the water calling to me."

Some people have an urge to jump down when standing at a high place. Han Fei is like this now. There seems to be a voice in his mind that is constantly hinting to him, letting him release his hand and jump into the pool below.

Shaking his head, Han Fei dispelled the weird thoughts, grabbed the wooden ladder and quickly climbed up.

As Han Fei became more and more quiet from the shrine on the roof, a very small sound suddenly came from under the water, and several bubbles appeared in the turbid lake water.

"Bring the flashlight." Yan Le's mother had a very bad feeling. She took the flashlight from the lifeguard, took a few steps back, and slowly shone the flashlight towards the water.

"Do you want to kill him!" Seeing this, Guan Miao quickly blocked Yan Le's body: "The light may attract underwater things, and you will disturb the lake god!"

"I just want to see what's under the water. If there is danger, let Han Fei come down in time." Yan Le's mother defended herself.

"Climb up the wooden ladder and return the statue of the lake god. The ceremony has already reached its final stage. If you give up halfway now, the three of you will end up in the same fate as us, turning into monsters that are half human and half fish!" Guan Miao's voice was very low. , but the tone of his speech was extremely severe, and he could not hide it any more. In order to tell Yan Le how serious the consequences of obstructing the ceremony were, he took off his thick shirt: "Are you also like me?"

The old man's skinny body was covered with water marks, and there were scale-like foreign bodies growing out of those water marks. What made the scalp tingle even more was that when the old man was agitated and panting violently, those water marks and foreign bodies would still appear. Expand and contract.

"Everyone in the village who participated in the ceremony has not escaped, and this is the only chance we can remedy."

After seeing Guan Miao's body, Yan Le's mother didn't insist any longer. The lifeguard player next to her didn't dare to say a word. He dragged Yan Le's mother and turned off the flashlight.

Han Fei on the wooden ladder didn't care what happened at the door of the stone house, he only had the shrine in his eyes.

In the memory he retrieved, all the shrines were set up on the table and the ground. It was the first time that he saw a shrine that was even and stable, hanging in the air like this, with a pool under the base.

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. The closer he gets to the shrine, the more uneasy he feels in his heart, as if something terrible is locked in the shrine.

Using both hands and feet, Han Fei clung to the wet and slippery wooden ladder. When he was about to climb towards the third floor of the stone house, a black bug suddenly crawled out of the back of the badly rotted wooden ladder.

Han Fei doesn't have much fear of resentment and ghosts. He hates those weird things the most: "Go, bite it to death."

The ugly cat seemed to understand Han Fei's words. It climbed out of Han Fei's arms and slapped the black bug into the pool.

The corpse of the insect did not float on the water, but sank into the water in a blink of an eye, as if it had become part of the lake.

The air in the stone house became more humid, and the stench became stronger.

"You are quite useful."

After receiving Han Fei's compliment, Ugly Cat was a little excited, but it quickly returned to its aloof appearance, but its behavior of helping Han Fei to explore the way revealed its own heart.

"This wooden ladder can't stand the toss, you jump slowly."

As you go up, more and more nicks begin to appear on the wall, most of which are dug out with your fingernails.

Before Han Fei could understand the meaning of those nicks, more horrifying sounds came from his ears.

crunch...

A strange sound came from the back of the wooden ladder and in the middle of the wooden ladder at the same time, as if fine needles were constantly piercing the wooden ladder.

The ugly cat that was crawling forward also stopped, it barked at the front, and its whole body was fried.

"Not very good."

A black bug burrowed out of the gap of the wooden ladder, and then more and more black bugs crawled out. They occupied the wooden ladder and the upper part of the stone house, and even built a nest under the shrine.

There is no light in the stone house, and it is not clear to see, and all those black insects are hidden in the darkness.

If someone else came here, I'm afraid it would have been eaten by a long time ago, and then fell into the pool.

pull the red rope,

Although Han Fei didn't really want to admit it, he was indeed a little flustered.

Not a fear of death, but an instinctive aversion to the body.

"These insects are very different in appearance, and they are all strange. They gather all the ugliness in the world. They are not the same species, but they build their nests together under the shrine. This is enough to show that they should have originated from the same thing." Han Fei also Not daring to move, he carefully observed the ugly cat and those poisonous insects, and soon discovered a very interesting thing.

All black bugs will make strange noises when facing the ugly cat, and they are not afraid of the ugly cat, but the nine black lines on the ugly cat.

The nine black lines seem to live in the same existence as them, but unlike their defective products, that guy's breath innately crushes them.

After hesitating for a moment, the ugly cat of Fox Fake Tiger Might continued to crawl forward, and those ugly black bugs even took the initiative to avoid it.

The ugly cat, who didn't know how to forgive others, saw that the other party gave in, and it immediately launched an attack.

Nine ghost lines crawled on the stitched skin, all the bugs touched by the ugly cat fell, and their bodies quickly withered, and the most evil and dark aura in their bodies was absorbed by the nine ghost lines.

There was a black "corpse rain" in the air, and Han Fei walked the most difficult part of the road for others, but it was very easy.

He followed behind the ugly cat, but glanced at Guan Miao at the door.

With these black bugs, almost no one can successfully open the shrine and put the statue back in place. It can be said that every year people who send the statue will die here, but the custom handed down in the village is to find an orphan who grew up eating a hundred families. to send the statue.

Han Fei only listened to Guan Miao saying that the orphan would come to deliver the statue, but he didn't listen to Guan Miao saying whether the orphan could go back alive in the end.

In villages that value blood and clans, even if an orphan with no father, no mother and no relatives disappears, not many people will care about him.

"No wonder the gods are invited every year. This shrine may be a pretense. The three animals are sacrifices, and the orphans who send the statues are themselves sacrifices! They are living sacrifices!"

Han Fei took another look at the nicks on the wall, and immediately understood that those nicks and scratches were left by the orphans before they died, and they were the traces of their last struggle.

Some orphans are very kind. When they are bitten by hundreds of insects, they also want to warn the latecomers. They reluctantly carved some handwriting on the wall.

But unfortunately, all the writing is too far from the ground. When the latecomers climbed to this position and realized that something was wrong, it was already a little late.

Looking at the shocking marks on the wall, Han Fei didn't go to Guan Miao immediately, he continued to climb up.

On the third floor of the stone house, Han Fei saw a familiar human chrysalis under the shrine. The black cocoons were engraved with human faces, all of which were made from the souls of living people.

"The appearance of these black bugs is simply the ugliest and disgusting thing in the world, but they themselves have the appearance of a change in the human heart."

Han Fei was only two meters away from the shrine, and the wooden ladder with the hollowed-out top could shatter at any time. He took every step with extreme care.

Compared with Han Fei, the cat was extra bold. After absorbing the evil energy in the black worm, it set its sights on the worm nest under the shrine.

Before Han Fei could stop it, Ugly Cat made an extremely risky behavior. It jumped from the wooden ladder and jumped onto the insect nest.

The suspended shrine was fixed on the top of the stone roof by several chains. The door of the shrine seemed to have never been opened, and it had grown together with the shrine.

Moving his body a little bit, Han Fei carefully maintained his balance. He had paid great attention, but the wooden ladder on the third floor of the stone house still made a cracking sound.

From the very beginning, the people who built the wooden ladder did not prepare people to approach the shrine, and this last section was a dead end.

The moment he noticed that there was a problem with the wooden ladder, Han Fei jumped towards the shrine very decisively. He grabbed the chain with one hand and forcefully pulled his body onto the chain with his own arm strength.

Holding the iron rope tightly, Han Fei looked back and saw that the wooden ladder had completely collapsed when he came, and large pieces of wood fell into the pool.

The turbid lake water splashed everywhere, and the silence was completely broken.

The three people standing at the door had different expressions. The lifeguards were full of worries and fears. Yan Le's mother was thoughtful, with doubts and happiness in her eyes. Guan Miao looked complicated, but her clenched hands slowly loosened.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei lay on the chain, he wanted to see what was in the shrine.

Raising his hand towards the shrine, Han Fei pulled open the door of the shrine with all his strength.

The withered cocoons fell from the air, and the pungent stench gushed out from the shrine. Inside the dark shrine was a human head so rotten that its facial features could not be seen at all.

The human head turned its back to the direction in which the gate of God opened, facing a mirror inside the shrine. The back of the head was full of cracks, forming a huge butterfly that exuded the breath of death.

When Han Fei opened the shrine, Han Fei's face was reflected in the mirror, and the rotten head changed instantly. Its appearance in the mirror was quickly restored, and the facial features and appearance were slowly becoming the same as Han Fei's!

"Lake God!"

Guan Miao at the door suddenly shouted towards the shrine. He read the local dialect in his mouth, but he was pushed to the ground by Yan Le's mother after only a few words: "Han Fei! Be careful of the water!"

Yan Le's mother moved quickly, but it was still too late.

In the pool below the stone house, a force is gathering, the water waves tremble, and a huge black shadow is constantly magnifying underwater!

Han Fei was sitting in front of the shrine at this time, and his attention was completely attracted by the head in the shrine: "

Mirror, shrine, head, this is the fourth resurrection ritual of the dream? But who is the object of its resurrection? "

The ugly cat that took away the worm's nest could no longer restrain the power in its body. The nine ghost lines were completely out of control, and its stitched body was torn apart and swelled in blood lines and broken bones.

The ghost pattern on the ugly cat seemed to sense something. Its sharp claws grabbed the bottom of the shrine, tore it apart easily, and smashed through the butterfly pattern on the head.

The rotten head and the mirror surface were broken together, and a blood cocoon that was beating like a heart was hidden in the back of the head.

The blood cocoon is not big, but the names of countless souls are engraved on it, and the breath it emits far exceeds any cocoon that Han Fei has seen before.

Just as the ugly cat was about to smash and absorb the blood cocoon, the water surface below the stone house burst directly, and an incomparably huge figure jumped out of the water!

Looking at the huge and terrifying body, everyone present was deeply shocked.

"Is there really a water monster in my mind?"

Similar to the monsters of fish and snakes, each of its scales has a mourning face, and countless water ghosts are intertwined behind it, and the crazy breath is as if the lake has burst its banks.

"The fourth ritual that Meng prepared for himself, it is not a human being that he wants to resurrect, but a monster who doesn't know how long it has lived in this lake?"

The cocoon has always had two completely opposite directions of mutation. One is like a butterfly, concentrating the beauty of the world, stealing the beauty of human nature, and becoming the most perfect person; the other direction is like a great evil, gathering All the ugliness, misfortune and death, become the most terrifying monster in the world.

This fourth ceremony should be a way back for the dream. If the ritual of being a man cannot be successful, then you can only retreat.

Han Fei also thought of the huge canyon-like cocoon under the Dead Building at this moment. The dream seemed to be a combination of a monster and a human. He could not be considered a success, nor did he fail completely.

Pulling out the butcher's knife, Han Fei stepped on the chain with his feet. As the owner, he would give his life to buy time for his pet.

"It has eaten so many people, it should be considered a butcher who has been infected with murder, right?"

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