My Healing Game

Xu Qin hasn't been back to Xingfu Community for a long time, and some memories have become unfamiliar, but when she heard what Han Fei said, there seemed to be some other colors in the blood-stained world.

A simple and common sentence, but Xu Qin had never heard anyone say it before meeting Han Fei.

In the entire deep world, only Han Fei likes to eat the food made by Xu Qin.

It was not a perfunctory praise, nor a hypocritical catering. Xu Qin could see that Han Fei really wanted to eat what he made.

The corners of her lips rose slightly, and the perfect lip line had an indescribable beauty.

It is a very simple happiness to make meals that you make yourself can be liked by others.

"If you want to eat, I can make it for you. Just bear with it a little bit, and you will almost reach the place." Xu Qin seemed to be worried about Han Fei's fall, and took the initiative to reach out and support him.

In my mind, the system kept reminding Xu Qin that his friendliness was increasing. Han Fei didn't know what he did. In fact, he didn't care about it anymore. He really regarded Xu Qin as his family.

Redemption and trust are often mutual. While gaining Xu Qin's friendliness, he also gave his friendliness and trust to Xu Qin.

Han Fei's concept of family members is rather vague. In reality, there has never been a person willing to take care of him like Xu Qin. This feeling is very special.

In the eyes of others, the curse aggregate dominated by appetite and murderous intent, in Han Fei's eyes, is a gentle, delicacy-loving sister.

He didn't understand it himself, why so many people don't like to eat the food made by Xu Qin? Xu Qin seems to have a general impression of the office manager because of this.

Shaking his head, Han Fei dispelled the extra thoughts in his mind, and then asked the question just now: "Where? Where?"

"Go to a building to the north. There are some people hidden in that building, but you'd better not treat them as people."

"Is it dangerous?"

"It's safer than outside, but the animal alley has changed, and there should be problems with that place. Let's go, there are some things I have left, and medicines that can cure your injuries."

"Medicine?" Han Fei didn't say much, he believed Xu Qin's judgment: "Okay, then we will pass now."

After experiencing many crises, Han Fei, who escaped from the dead, leaned next to his "family". He felt that he was very relaxed at this moment, and he did feel the joy in his heart for a long time. He tried to touch the corners of his mouth, but the smile that he showed was still just his performance. Come smile.

"When "The Twins of Flowers" was released, I was more emotional. At that time, my inner happiness was not as good as one-tenth of what I am now. It seems that I might really find my lost smile in this game."

Going further north, the buildings on both sides of the beast lane began to be chaotic, which seemed to symbolize that the manager's heart had been completely chaotic.

The surrounding houses are dilapidated, crooked, and weird looking distorted.

Bloody and terrible things should have happened in this place. The wall tiles of all the buildings were soaked in blood and turned black and red.

After passing several unremarkable four-story old buildings, Xu Qin stopped.

She looked back at Han Feihe and cried, and said, "After entering the building, don't believe what the people inside say."

Han Fei followed Xu Qin into the dilapidated four-story old building, and the moment he stepped into the building, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have found a hidden building in the hidden map-the butcher's house!"

"This is the Butcher's House?" Han Fei stopped, his originally relaxed nerves tightened again. The two most important books of the spider are "Animal Alley" and "The Butcher's House".

The beast lane represents the world he sees, and the butcher's house symbolizes his own heart.

"Follow me." Xu Qin, wearing a half-mask, entered the building. From the outside, the old building looked very ordinary, but there were things inside.

These buildings are all opened up, and the rooms inside are connected to each other, forming a maze.

After walking around for more than ten minutes, Xu Qin took Han Fei and Cry to a room on the third floor.

They stopped in front of a blood-red door with a pig face hanging on it.

It's not a mask, it's a face peeled off alive.

"The people who live here look normal on the surface and have their own professions. They are like being forced to hide in the building to unite and help each other in order to avoid pig-faced monsters. But in fact, each of them is dyed by hand. With blood and ghosts, they not only want to kill the beasts, but also all the living creatures in the building." Xu Qin lowered her voice. Since entering the building, her voice has slowly changed. : "I can feel the killing intent on them. Those guys want to be the only living people in the building."

"The only living person?" Xu Qin's description reminded Han Fei of the nine personalities of spiders. If you compare this dilapidated building to the heart of a spider, if you want to be the only one, you must consider the other personalities in your heart. Kill them all.

Turning the doorknob, Xu Qin opened the blood door in front of him. An old man in his sixties was sitting in the dilapidated room. He seemed to have severe cataracts. Those eyes were completely different from those of normal people. Almost all white and black impurities.

The old man slumped on the bed, his body looked bad, his legs and feet seemed to be inflexible, but he was very enthusiastic.

After noticing Xu Qin's coming in, he lifted the quilt covering his leg and became very excited.

"Thank God, you finally came back safely." The old man limped and walked to Xu Qin. He seemed to be worried about Xu Qin.

"Give me two masks and I want to take them away."

"Leaving?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then he shook his head helplessly: "How many years have passed, why are you still thinking about leaving? There are all monsters around, and we can't escape! This world is very dangerous, you can only stay Here is the safest..."

"Give me two masks right away." Xu Qin didn't care what the old man said, she took out her own knife, her tone was cold.

"It's not that I didn't give it to you. The doctor said that the mask can only be given to people who are useful to us. Two people next to you, one is so badly injured and the other is so young. If I give you the mask, the doctor will be angry." Shrinking his neck, he kept using the doctor as a shield in his words, as if it were all the doctor's fault.

"What is a useful person to you? Is there a specific standard?" Han Fei was very curious about the old man in front of him. He had the impression that Uncle Li, the sixth sub-personality of the spider, was an old man in his sixties, and he was good to everyone on the surface. , In fact, insidious and cunning, mentally abnormal, with serious anti-social tendencies.

"There are beasts everywhere. It's not easy to live in this world. We all take care of each other." The old man casually glanced at Han Fei, and his attention was more focused on Xu Qin's body: "This way Well, you promise to do two things for me, and I will give you two masks."

"One piece. UU reading www.uukānshu.com" Xu Qin's words are firm and there is no room for negotiation: "If you are unwilling to give it, then I will go to someone else."

"Okay, just one piece." The old man cracked his mouth and showed his black and yellow teeth: "I haven't seen the writer living on the fourth floor for a long time. I hope you can help me find the writer's whereabouts."

When the old man spoke, Han Fei looked at the task panel, but it was strange that he did not receive the task prompt, and it seemed that the old man was just talking casually.

Xu Qin nodded and led Han Fei and Cry out of the room.

After waiting a long distance from the door, Han Fei gently grabbed Xu Qin's arm: "Sister, I have an idea to communicate with you. In fact, we still have a faster way to get the mask."

When he got close to Xu Qin, Han Fei lowered his voice: "The old man is lying to us. How about we kill the old man instead of looking for a writer with a personal risk?"

Xu Qin, who was wiping the knife, heard Han Fei's words, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.