My Iyashikei Game

Qiangwei's plan didn't tell anyone, and he didn't even dare to think about it often, for fear of being seen by someone who could read minds.

Regarding the person f, Qiangwei's inner fear is greater than trust. He does not know how many players will survive to the end in the future that f sees, and f will never share the future he sees with others, only tell everyone how to go Do.

Everyone blindly followed f, but f did not regard the player as a companion, but rather regarded the player as a valuable tool.

Qiangwei doesn't deny f's ability, but he doesn't like f's way of doing things.

As f predicted the future again and again, the players all gathered around f, and there were fewer and fewer people Qiangwei could trust, which added to his anxiety.

Qiangwei doesn't like this feeling very much, rather than following others to predict the future, he prefers to grasp his own destiny with his own hands.

The players have come to the fourth building, but more troublesome things have appeared.

The singing sounded in everyone's ears, and their souls seemed to be separated from their bodies and drawn somewhere.

"This song seems to be evoking the soul?"

I can't see the person singing, I can't find the source of the voice, and the fantasy in other nightmares only affects one person. Only this song covers the whole community.

It seems to represent an unknown power beyond hatred, even in nightmares, it still carries an unspeakable horror.

"Don't be disturbed! Hold your mind!" f was also affected by the singing voice, he felt it more clearly than anyone else, the singing voice seemed to be particularly aimed at him, as if he wanted to tell a desperate tragedy in his mind .

Waving the black knife irritably, the closer f was to the floor where Han Fei was, the greater the impact of the nightmare. He is determined and can bear it, but the players behind him are reaching their limits one by one.

To make matters worse, the residents and hidden ghosts in the community were also disturbed by Han Fei's nightmares, and all the ghosts hiding behind the doors went mad.

The screams were endless, and when their lives were threatened, the police trapped in the community began to take out their guns to fight back.

Various voices sounded, the silence was broken, but the fear was not eliminated.

When all the players reached the third floor of Building No. 4, Han Fei in Room 444 also reached a consensus with Yan Le's parents that as long as Han Fei could help Yan Le through this disaster, Yan Le's mother would help him unconditionally.

To be honest, Yan Le's current situation is not optimistic, and Yan Le's mother feels it herself.

Meng just regarded their mother and daughter as chess pieces, but in order to keep her daughter alive, she knew that she was being used, so she could only choose to cooperate with Meng, her daughter was her only one and occupied all her love.

Now the purpose of the dream has been achieved. It wants the butterfly incarnation born in Yan Le's body to fly out with a maze pattern. As for Yan Le's life and death, it has nothing to do with it.

"Everyone in the city who has held a resurrection ceremony and obeyed the guidance of dreams has a cocoon planted in their bodies, hiding a butterfly with a unique pattern." Yan Le's mother said, "I don't know where this city is. How many people are believers of dreams, they have great respect for ghosts and gods, most of them are completely blinded by dreams, in fact, they are all preparations made by dreams for their own resurrection."

Yan Le's face was hideous, and there was a vicious light in her eyes. When her mother said that her dream was not good, Yan Le's soul began to resist. She seemed to be brainwashed by the butterfly. opinion.

Seeing his daughter like this, the mother and middle-aged man in Yan Le's body were extremely painful.

The butterfly that completed the task wanted to fly out of Yan Le's stomach, and blood vessels bulged on the surface of Yan Le's skin, and finally gathered in her abdomen, forming a butterfly composed of blood vessels.

Yan Legao's bulging belly was about to burst, and only a thin layer of her skin was left.

To know that she is only a teenage child, this kind of pain is difficult for even adults to bear.

The souls of the dead were howling, and they who were sacrificed tried their best to resist. The girl who came back from the dead will soon burst her stomach and die in the most tragic way.

"Butterfly is one of the incarnations of dreams. It can hide a person's mind and dreams. It is not easy to deal with it." Han Fei knew that Yan Le's mother loved her daughter very much, but this was not the reason why she killed others , other people's daughters are also daughters. The reason why Han Fei didn't turn against Yan Le's mother and daughter is because they understand dreams well, at least they can't die until they stop them.

"You have told me so many things, and I will not break my promise. I will try my best to help Yan Le get back to normal." Han Fei entwined Yan Le, the paper and himself with a red rope, and then tangled all the necessary items for the resurrection ceremony. Things are all around.

"What is this for?" Yan Le's mother was a little uneasy.

"The butterfly of dreams is about to burst through your daughter's stomach. There is no way to lure it out with normal methods, so I'm going to use myself as a bait and find a way to force it into my mind."

Ordinary people shy away from butterflies, and even other managers of the park dare not let butterflies enter their minds, but Han Fei did the opposite and took the initiative to use his brain as a cage.

"With all your past memories in your mind, consciousness is born, and soul is inhabited. It is the foundation of a person's existence. Are you sure you want to do this?" Yan Le's mother just woke up. She has never seen someone so cruel to herself. . Before, she thought that Han Fei was just pretending to help their mother and daughter, but Han Fei took out his brain as a bait without saying a word, which shocked her.

"It doesn't matter, I, Han Fei, have always made a promise." Han Fei didn't tell Yan Le's mother that his brain

The sea was empty, and the memory was blocked. No matter how much the butterfly made trouble, it would be fine. He didn't tell the other party that his real intention was to use the butterfly to help him break the barrier that blocked the memory, and to swallow the maze that had been rubbed on the wings by the butterfly. Tattoo!

Opportunities are often hidden in crises, and Han Fei is going to take a big gamble this time.

Pulling the red rope, Han Fei and the paper figurine opened their eyes at the same time, and the curse that made everyone's scalp numb began to appear on Han Fei, and then spread to Yan Le along the red rope.

A little bit closer, Han Fei almost put his forehead on Yan Le's labyrinth lines. He would use the curse to force the incarnation of the dream out and force it into his mind.

Thousands of different curses, with hatred, slowly soaked Yan Le's body.

The soul of the dead in Yan Le began to scream, and the avatar of the dream in her belly fluttered its wings uneasily. Under the almost transparent belly, there was a huge human-faced butterfly looking at Han Fei.

Seeing that Han Fei was so desperate, Yan Le's mother did not live up to Han Fei's good intentions, and actively cooperated to suppress those dead souls and guide all the curses into her abdomen.

It was the first time for everyone in the house to see such a scene. The black curse was like a waterfall, washing down Yan Le's body and soul. Slowly, every drop of blood in Yan Le's body contained Xu Qin's curse.

Now as long as Han Fei has a thought, Yan Le will die completely, and her mother is also highly nervous.

"You have nowhere to run." Han Fei slowly tightened the red rope, a black fire ignited in the blood-colored paper man's eyes, and all the curses poured into the incarnation of dreams.

The sound of flesh cracking came, blood flowed out, and in the terrifying sound, a huge colorful butterfly flew out of Yan Le's stomach.

The butterfly occupied all the colors in the night, like a dream, and the map of the paradise labyrinth was imprinted on its wings. It was mysterious and unpredictable. Coordinated black hatred.

The curse and the red rope pulled the wound on Yan Le's belly. Through the crack, Han Fei saw a huge black cocoon remaining in Yan Le's body.

There are desperate faces on the cocoon, which are deeply embedded in Yan Le's organs, and have almost become part of her body.

After the butterfly was forced out by Xu Qin's curse, the black cocoon also shattered, and the ugly cat guarding the door seemed to smell a fishy smell, and as before, began to absorb some kind of black substance escaping from the black cocoon.

The more it absorbs, the brighter the nine weird black lines on its body will become, and the black lines will begin to emit a strong atmosphere of ominous and calamity.

There were curses all around, the butterfly had nowhere to escape, and it rushed directly into Han Fei's mind.

This incarnation of the dream is much bigger than the previous one, and it should possess a lot of power in the dream.

After the huge butterfly entered Han Fei's mind, the jealousy and hatred in Yan Le's eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by pain and fear, and now she looks like a normal schoolgirl.

The eerie atmosphere in Room 444 disappeared, and the vicious text all over the room dimmed, and it didn't feel as gloomy as before.

"Han Fei?" Li Guo'er wanted to come over, but Han Fei waved his hand, indicating that she was optimistic about Fu Sheng and didn't care about the rest.

"My head hurts a little and I need to go and rest."

"Your seven orifices are bleeding, and the skin on your face is cracking!" Li Guo'er was really anxious.

"It's okay to have a skin injury." Han Fei hugged the paper figurine, grabbed his backpack, and walked to the innermost bedroom step by step: "Don't let other people in, I want to sleep for a while."

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Senpao came over. In order to save his daughter, Han Fei used his own brain as a container. This kind of self-sacrificing behavior is now too rare.

"Put this videotape into the projector." Han Fei was already unsteady, his eyes showed maze patterns, and his empty mind was almost torn apart by butterflies. If someone came over, he would have been hurt to death.

"You still want to continue watching the video?" The boss couldn't understand, but he still did as Han Fei said.

He took the video tape that Han Fei brought out from the fourth floor of Building 1 of Xingfu Apartment, and stuffed it into the projector. The rustling sound of electric current sounded, which might sound harsh to others, but it felt familiar to Han Fei.

The contents of the video tape began to play. In the cold and terrifying dark room, seven ghosts with mutilated bodies looked at the man who was unconscious in the living room. That man was Han Fei.

"This video seems to be shot from the ghost's point of view, intercepting their memories, is it my family's point of view?" Putting the blood-colored paper figurine next to the pillow, Han Fei rested on the paper figurine's legs and let the blood-colored paper People drive curses into their minds.

On the screen, seven ghosts of different heights, shorts, fats and thins surrounded the unconscious Han Fei. The youngest child curiously stretched out his fingers and poked Han Fei's face.

Feeling the temperature of his fingertips, the child was stunned. He turned his head 180 degrees and turned back to ask the other six ghosts for their opinions.

In the haunted house where the victims of human body puzzles lived, a living person suddenly ran in one night, and the other party looked stupid and not very smart.

Before waiting for the seven ghosts to agree, Han Fei on the ground woke up. He got up like a fool, reached out and clicked randomly in the void, and said some strange words in his mouth.

"My head hurts so much, it feels like a hole has been opened in the back of my head."

"Look at the game introduction, this is a healing Sims game, open world, no fixed gameplay, I can work hard to upgrade

Characters can improve their attributes, and they can also talk about a virtual girlfriend and have virtual family and love. "

After saying these words, Han Fei heard a knock on the door, an old lady came to send warmth, and he foolishly followed them downstairs.

The seven ghosts walked out of the hiding place and looked at each other at the door. It has been a long time since there was a living person in this room.

They didn't seem to be able to stay awake all the time, and after a short stay, they scattered all over the room.

Not long after, Han Fei hurried back into the house, looking flustered, and locked the security door.

After talking to himself, he decided to go into the bedroom to sleep.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, the male ghost who was lying on the bed rolled to the ground. He showed half of his face and looked at Han Fei suspiciously.

I saw Han Fei lying on the bed with a kitchen knife, and then hid his body under the quilt, with only two eyes exposed, staring at the living room.

The person in the quilt is looking at the scenery, and the ghost by the bed is looking at the person in the quilt.

Neither side dared to move, until the night deepened.

The younger victim in the living room couldn't stand the loneliness and ran around the room. The ghost who hid in the bathroom before felt that Han Fei should have fallen asleep, so he gently opened the bathroom door and prepared to come out.

For everyone, today is the first day of the arrival of a new roommate. Someone is sleeping, and it is the most basic courtesy to move lightly.

But when the bathroom door opened, Han Fei, who was hiding under the quilt, seemed to be stimulated. He sat up wearing the red quilt, half-kneeled on the bed, and stared straight at the shadow beside the sofa.

The victim squatting beside the sofa didn't know what he was doing wrong. He made eye contact with the victim standing beside Han Fei's bed, and warned each other not to scare the new roommate.

Han Fei, who behaved abnormally, was dragging the time, and the two ghosts cooperated very well, but after a while, they found that Han Fei remained the same, and felt a little bored.

When they were about to leave, Han Fei, who was hiding under the quilt, suddenly threw a carp and went straight to the security door with a kitchen knife.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning. The new roommate ran to the corridor with a kitchen knife. The ghost at the door reached out to stop him, telling him that it was dangerous outside, but he had already rushed out.

The seven victims walked out from all corners of the room. They were trying their best to maintain their remaining sanity. When they were discussing whether to pursue a new roommate, Han Fei's roar came from downstairs.

"You call this a healing game?!"

Sections of memories were played, and the seven victims of the human body jigsaw stood from their own perspective, watching the autistic and not very smart social fear, and gradually became the head of the first building of the Happy Apartment.

They watched Han Fei fight with outsiders, watched him try to overcome his fears and wanted to integrate into the family, watched him keep getting closer to everyone, watched him go out of the community for the first time, and directly took the store manager's The coffin is carried home

There are too many such pictures, and it is even more incredible that these warm and ordinary scenes all come from the memory of ghosts.

The death video was still playing, and the corners of Han Fei's mouth trembled as he slowly closed his eyes.

More and more cracks appeared in the memory barrier in his mind, and Han Fei remembered something again.

"Looking at it this way, it's really a pretty healing game."