My Iyashikei Game

The chill on the ring hit like a tide. After Han Fei hid in room 1084, he immediately closed the room door.

"Bam! Boom! Bam!"

"The voice first appeared on the ninth floor, and that ghost lives on the ninth floor!"

With his back against the door, Han Fei was in a very dangerous situation.

The eighth floor is different from the sixth floor. There are especially terrible things hidden in these rooms.

The ghost in the house could appear at any time, and the door was blocked by the monster again, and Han Fei's heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably.

"It really doesn't work, you can only go offline."

Feeling the icy cold coming from his fingers, Han Fei slowly crouched down and carefully looked at room 1084.

The house has been renovated and has some high-end furniture. One of the bedrooms has an expensive piano. There are many cute dolls on it.

It seems that there is nothing scary just looking at it, but Han Fei doesn't know why, he has a very uncomfortable feeling all over his body now.

"I heard Meng Shi say that the head of the building once told her not to go to the eighth floor casually."

After waiting for a long time, the chill on Han Fei's fingers gradually dissipated, he adjusted his breathing, and slowly moved his body toward the cat's eye.

Lying on the security door, Han Fei looked out, and the cat's eyes in room 1084 seemed to be blocked by something, with some red and black impurities.

He slowly adjusted the angle and watched carefully, but the impurities in the cat's eyes just blocked his sight.

"Who smeared blood on the cat's eye?" Han Fei was thinking, and the red impurities were like a ping pong ball that was suddenly turned over in the water, revealing the other side.

The dark pupils were stuck in the cat's eyes, and a bloodshot eyeball blinked slightly.

"There's an eye in a cat's eye?!"

Han Fei stepped back immediately, he couldn't imagine that he and the eyeball looked at each other at such a close distance.

"I waited until the coolness on the ring dissipated before going to see it. At that time, the ghost who lived on the ninth floor had already left, so the eyes in the cat's eyes were not his."

Han Fei felt that he couldn't stay here for a long time, and that extremely uncomfortable feeling became stronger and stronger.

When he reached out and grabbed the door lock and tried to open the door with all his strength, he suddenly found that the anti-theft door didn't move at all!

"It's not locked, why can't it be opened?"

Huge fear came in an instant, and Han Fei knew that he was being targeted.

"This door can't be opened. Even if I quit the game now, I will still go online in this room next time. When the trump card of going offline is gone, I may be more passive."

Gritting his teeth, Han Fei is not a person who gives up easily, otherwise he would not be able to live until now.

Looking at the terrifying cat's eye, Han Fei made a move that ordinary people would never do.

He lay on the door panel again and looked into the cat's eyes.

If you want to defeat the opponent, you must first understand the opponent. He is going to figure out what kind of ghost is hiding in room 1084 on the eighth floor.

Knowing that there is an eyeball in the cat's eye, Han Fei still leaned in and continued to watch. He wanted to try and see if he could find the answer in that eyeball.

Originally, Han Fei had already made plans to look at each other, but when he went over again, the eyeball was gone.

"The door still can't be opened, but the eyes are gone."

Without acting rashly, Han Fei stood at the door and used his superb memory to memorize the locations of all the furniture and objects in the room.

"I didn't see the posthumous photos, talisman papers, spiritual altars and other items, and there were no bloodstains and obviously abnormal things in the room. If I have to say something strange, it is that there are many dolls in this room."

Some of those dolls were placed on the bed, some were thrown on the ground casually, and some were torn apart, revealing the yellowed stuffing in their stomachs.

"Will ghosts be pinned on rag dolls?"

Han Fei doesn't hate rag dolls, but in this situation, he is afraid of all humanoid things.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

In the dead silence, there was a sudden sound of water droplets dripping. Han Fei looked for the sound and found that the faucet in the bathroom was dripping.

"When I first came in, the faucet was fine."

He moved to the bathroom door little by little, and before entering, he glanced at the mirror and the shower corner, which were the easiest places to hide ghosts.

"Is the faucet not turned off?" Han Fei twisted the switch. He found that the faucet was not turned off, but not turned off at all: "Why doesn't the faucet flow out? Is it blocked by something?"

As soon as he leaned down and leaned in, he saw a bloodshot eyeball slipping from the faucet and being flushed directly into the sewer by the tap water.

Everything was so fast that Han Fei didn't even react.

"Is an eyeball blocking the water pipe?"

He was very close to the faucet just now, and when the eyeball slipped, it seemed that his pupils were still slightly turning, as if he was looking at him.

"What's the matter with this house?"

Han Fei now finally understands why he feels that particularly uncomfortable feeling, it feels as if he is staring at him at the moment.

Goosebumps appeared on the back of his neck, and Han Fei was in a panic, but he didn't show any fear on the surface, because he knew that even if he was afraid, nothing would change.

Slowly exiting the dark place like the bathroom, Han Fei walked to the coffee table in the living room and picked up the fruit knife on the table.

"The system can identify the special item I touched. When the eyeball reappears next time, I'll see if I can find a way to touch it."

Han Fei was also forced into a corner, so he came up with such a risky method.

The door couldn't be opened, and since he couldn't escape, he could only look for clues in the house first.

After Han Fei briefly checked the living room, he walked to the door of the bedroom.

He looked at the princess room full of rag dolls, and he really didn't have the guts to go in. He was very afraid that the rag dolls would suddenly come to life and all pounce on him.

Avoiding the princess room, Han Fei walked to the door of the other bedroom.

There are many things in this bedroom, a piano, a bookcase, a single bed, and various paintings on the walls.

"Not quite right."

Han Fei's eyes swept across the room, and he found that there was a pillow under the single bed in the bedroom, as if someone would often hide under the bed.

Holding the fruit knife in his hand tightly, Han Fei entered the bedroom. He bent down to take out the pillow under the bed, and suddenly found a lot of nails dug out on the edge of the bed board.

Following the trace, he put his head under the bed little by little, and was surprised to find that the same sentence was densely written under the bed board—it was looking at me!