My Iyashikei Game

, my healing game

The stairs were shaking, bloodshots kept spreading on the walls, and the angry large-scale resentment and the monster that failed to transform hatred were fighting.

The peaceful night was broken, the black fog shrouded outside the building was stirred, and Han Fei also heard the faint singing voices in the community!

Previously, the black fog had enveloped the residential building in the community and was isolated from the outside world. Now, the two resentment is so loud that even the black fog can't hide it.

"The singing has not left, it is also in the community!"

Han Fei found that he guessed correctly, the black fog cut off everything, and the singing voice did not find him for the time being, but it did not give up and leave.

In the depths of the black fog, in addition to the singing, there were also screams from time to time, and it seemed that something matched the singing.

Normally, when a ghost jumping from a building and a red skirt fight, the manager of the dead building will probably come forward, but now the manager seems to have more important things to do and can no longer take care of the management of Building No. 1.

"Part of Butterfly's consciousness was aimed at Huang Ying, and the backhand left behind was dragged by the singing. Now is indeed a good opportunity to explore here." Han Fei ran towards the stairs on the other side. After he ran a few meters away, he suddenly found Hua Brother is still behind.

"Hua brother?"

Two large resentments appeared on the top floor, and the terrifying scene stimulated Brother Hua. At this time, the rich expressions on his face were much less, only fear and anxiety remained.

The more fearful, the more obvious the pattern spread from the back of his neck, his memory and self-consciousness are being taken away by the butterfly pattern!

The security guard is a flower pot that meets the requirements of the butterfly, and the strong fear is a ripening agent, which can make the seeds in the flower pot bloom and bear fruit faster.

Jin Sheng once reminded Han Fei that the more afraid he is in the dead building, the more dangerous he is.

Han Fei didn't know what would happen to Brother Hua next. He still had a good impression of this dutiful security guard.

The security guard's memory has been modified by Butterfly. No one knows what Brother Hua did before, but judging from some of his instinctive reactions, his nature is not bad.

"I feel a little pain in my head, and my body is light. It seems that there are other things in my mind that I have never done before. I also see..." Brother Hua's shoulders were shaking, his eyes were bloodshot, and his skin was bloodshot. Dark patches began to appear: "I also saw what I looked like when I died!"

The face was slightly deformed, and Brother Hua's hands trembled and grabbed Han Fei: "I, I..."

"Snapped!"

Holding the rubber stick, Han Fei aimed at Brother Hua's palm and slapped it hard.

The pain caused Brother Hua to withdraw his hand immediately, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face that was mutating: "Why are you hitting me?"

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!"

"It's alright if you know it hurts. Now is not the time to talk about those things, so leave this floor first!" If it wasn't for the fear of making Brother Hua stupid by hitting his head, Han Fei just aimed at the head.

The rubber stick can't hurt the ghost, and Hua Ge can feel the pain, which means that he is still alive in the memory woven by the butterfly for him. He has not completely collapsed, and there is a need for rescue.

Living in the deep world, Han Fei can only make decisions in the simplest way.

Crude, but effective.

Let Brother Hua think wildly, he might be controlled by the pattern, which is already the best result.

The three security guards ran to the other side of the corridor, and Han Fei rushed the fastest with Xiao Fang on his back.

As it gets closer and closer to 4:44 in the morning, the modern decoration in the building is getting old at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white wall skin begins to fall off, revealing the weird and terrifying bloody graffiti below, as well as various spirits. Confused speech.

The owners of rooms 1044 and 1244 were fighting to the death, speeding up the rate of change in the entire building. The gaps between the floor tiles and the walls above their heads began to blush, as if blood was spreading.

The other residents in the building also became active, all kinds of noises and strange sounds got into their ears, and everyone seemed to be crazy!

When he left the twenty-fourth floor, Han Fei glanced back, and the fragments of the red dress were scattered everywhere, like blood-red snow floating in the corridor.

But no matter how many times the jumper shreds the red dress, she can recover, and the resentment on her body is getting heavier and heavier.

Everything is like the security guards say, no matter how you send the red dress away, it will come back.

When Han Fei looked back, he found something even more terrifying. The two oversized resentments were still moving in the direction of Han Fei during the life and death struggle.

They all seem to want to kill the three security guards with their own hands. In addition to venting their anger and resentment, their fight seems to be fighting for the right to kill.

"This place really isn't where the twelfth level should come!"

Looking back, Han Fei ran into the corridor without stopping.

Recalling the mission requirements in his mind, he needs to perform a complete patrol mission before he can quit the game.

But this task is not just running around the stairs. According to the patrol regulations in the security room, they need to check the monitoring and fire fighting items on each floor, and record all the damaged items. If the owner has difficulties and They need to help as much as they can.

There is an example of the F-level task of Jumping from the Building. Han Fei did not dare to be careless. He also kept an eye on the surveillance and the surroundings while he was running.

His memory is far superior to ordinary people, and it is not difficult to remember whether these things are damaged and whether the damage is serious.

What is really difficult for him is to meet other owners, the duty of the security guard is to protect the owners, such as

If the owner has needs, he will provide help, just like Brother Hua did before.

After completing the night patrol task, there is a probability of obtaining a special hidden occupation - the security guard of the dead building. He is now learning about the duties of the security guard of the dead building.

Rushing to the 23rd floor, Han Fei saw a face in the security gate in advance. When he passed there, the security gate was just about to be pushed open.

Turning around and kicking, Han Fei closed the security door: "The roof is haunted! It's dead! Go home and stay!"

He is definitely not afraid of trouble, and his sincere heart is full of care and love for the owner.

Running along the old stairs, the steps became more and more slippery, and the voice-activated light above the head flickered. When I ran to the 22nd floor, a child's cry came from the corner of the stairs.

It was a little boy in floral clothes, his body and arms were full of bruises, and he kept calling out to mother, mother...

In this situation, Han Fei couldn't help him find his mother, and it would not be appropriate to leave the child alone.

When passing by the child, Han Fei grabbed the child's collar: "Go! Brother security will take you to find your mother!"

Being caught by Han Fei, the child cried even more intensely. While he was still struggling, he was put into Xiao Fang's hands, and Han Fei was carrying one more person.

"Brother Bai..." Xiao Fang looked at the boy beside him and felt awe of Han Fei. Under such a dangerous situation, he chose to save people. It was really impossible not to admire him.

Thinking about it carefully, wasn't he also rescued by Han Fei?

"There really are people like Brother Bai in this world!"

The moment Han Fei ran away with the child on his back, the security door on the 22nd floor was slammed open, and a woman full of Yin Qi and holding a syringe rushed out.

Her face was disfigured, and there were clear butterfly patterns on her arms. She was lying in ambush behind the door just now. If Han Fei hesitated a little, he might have been pierced by the needle.

The child is just a bait to attract people to stop, and I don't know what happened to the woman to become so perverted.

But it doesn't matter anymore, now she hasn't been pinned, and the child has been carried away!

Having lived in the building for so many years, this is the first time she has encountered such a bad thing.

When the woman with the syringe rushed out, Brother Hua happened to be coming over. He was frightened and trembled, and then he saw the woman chasing downstairs.

The child's cry was so loud that Han Fei vaguely heard something moving behind him, but he didn't dare to stop at all.

"Brother Bai, the child's family seems to be chasing after him?"

"Don't worry, just run!" Han Fei swore that he said this out of good intentions: "It's haunted upstairs, she may be caught by two resentments after chasing her back home, let her follow us, maybe she can still Live."

"Brother Bai, you are really thoughtful!"

"After all, we are the security guards of this community."

In the blink of an eye, Han Fei had already reached the twentieth floor. There were no voice-activated lights on the even-numbered floors, and the security door on this floor was still open.

Without getting close, Xiao Fang already had an ominous premonition.

As they passed by, a wet arm stretched out from the darkness, stinking black hair was clinging to his cheek, and a pale face looked at Han Fei and Xiaofang.

"They left me alone in that cold place, folded and bent, and I was alone, and I counted the knife marks on my back..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Fei reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist.

"Touch the secrets of the soul!"

Thoughtful and unintentional, she moved with all her strength. When the woman reacted, she was already pressing on Xiaofang.

The wet black hair was stuck to Xiaofang's forehead. This was the closest he had ever had with women after being single for more than 20 years, but he didn't dare to look back.

"Bai, Bai, Brother Bai..." Xiao Fang felt cold all over, and the consciousness he lost after being touched by the businessman was slowly recovering, but the first thing he felt was a biting chill!

With three people on his back, Han Fei was also bent over, but he didn't dare to stay.

After running through the nineteenth floor, the corridor on the eighteenth floor was strewn with some paper money. The businessman wearing hemp and filial piety walked out of the darkness, but he saw Han Fei who was carrying a lot of people and "things" just halfway there.

The expression on his face froze slightly, and the steps he took were vaguely meant to be taken back.

Han Fei also saw the businessman, and the red skirt was not in his hands, so Chongxi couldn't do it. But he was not afraid, and shouted directly at the businessman.

"together!"

The businessman was very rich, and Han Fei wanted to take him with him, but the businessman seemed to have misunderstood and thought that Han Fei wanted to do something strange.

Shaking his head embarrassedly, the businessman spit three saliva to the side. Superstitious "people" like them usually react like this when they encounter very unlucky things.

"It's haunted upstairs! You go home quickly!"

Before he left, Han Fei did not forget to warn him that after he ran away, the footsteps sounded again, and the businessman looked behind him with greedy eyes, and a huge needle almost plunged into his head.

"Get out!" The woman holding the syringe rushed downstairs in a frenzy. After the businessman avoided it, he turned back and closed the security door, as if he was going to go home and look at the almanac before coming out.

Han Fei ran downstairs desperately, carrying more and more "things" on his back. If there were one or two, Han Fei was likely to be attacked, but with too many backs, no one dared to act rashly.

It's just difficult for Xiao Fang, this young security guard whose memory has been tampered with is surrounded by layers, he is now

Tremendous stress.

Brother Hua, who followed behind, was also shocked. Along the way, what Han Fei was carrying had completely covered himself. From the back, it looks like a mountain of moving "people".

After successfully reaching the first floor, Han Fei created a miracle, but the night patrol was not over yet.

"The two resentments are fighting on the roof! I have tried my best to help you!"

Han Fei didn't say these words to the owners, he wanted to tell the system that this was how he took care of and helped the owners.

"Brother Hua! Do you have the key to the corridor door! Let's send the neighbors out!" Han Fei shouted as he ran forward.

Brother Hua couldn't see Han Fei, and could only hear Han Fei's voice coming from the mountain: "To prevent accidents, the keys to all public security doors are in the safekeeping room of Building No. 4!"

Unable to get out, unable to send so many owners away, Han Fei didn't know what to do.

At this moment, footsteps sounded from the stairs on the other side, and a deliveryman with a huge corpse box walked out of the corridor.

He was habitually lying on the security door next to him, his whole body was attached to the door panel, and his eyes were outside the cat's eyes.

"Is anyone home? The takeaway you asked for has arrived... If there's no one, I'll come in!"

Fingernails scratched at the door panel, one hand stretched out of the takeaway box and grabbed the doorknob together.

"Delivery!"

When the door was pulled, Han Fei rushed over with the owner of the half-floor.

"It's you who killed the red skirt! It's you who sneaked into everyone's house! Today we finally caught the current!"

The moment Han Fei saw the takeaway ghost, he thought of one thing. The night patrol only needs to help the owner of the community. This is the responsibility of the security guard, but there is a ghost in the building who is not the owner.

If you want to let everyone vent their anger and resentment, isn't the delivery ghost who killed the red dress the best target?

Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

With this thought in mind, Han Fei bumped into the takeaway ghost behind everyone's back.

The takeaway ghost who was still lying on the door was frightened. He always went to find others for takeaways. How could anyone come to him with such passion? He felt a little unbearable!

Grit your teeth!

"Xiao Fang! Hold on to me!"

When Han Fei passed by the delivery ghost, he directly threw all the "things" on his back into the huge corpse box.

He picked up Xiao Fang, and when he continued to run, he didn't forget to hammer a "something" with a secret that touched the depths of his soul. Screams and wailing sounded, curses and resentment erupted, and the dead building was the most chaotic. That's how the night started!

With Xiao Fang and Brother Hua, Han Fei ran up the other corridor.

The darkness and curses behind him were completely engulfed. The takeaway ghost in the center was the worst. Even the corpse box behind him was smashed. There really were a lot of things in other rooms.

He ran to the twenty-fourth floor in one breath, and Han Fei's physical strength was too much to bear. He felt as if his legs were filled with lead water, and every step was very difficult.

"I have to quit the game quickly. My physical strength is too much, and I can't run anymore."

Han Fei feels that he will not be able to get along in the film and television industry in the future, and it is estimated that he can become an athlete with the help of this game. As long as he recalls the feeling of being chased by ghosts, he should be able to run fast in reality, after all, that emotion is deeply rooted in his bones.

"There are so many ghosts hidden in this building..." Brother Hua gasped. His condition seemed to be a little better. The main reason was that all the terrifying ghosts were carried away by Han Fei alone. His shock far exceeded his fear. .

"Brother Bai, how did you come up with such a method?" Xiao Fang's name for Han Fei has been raised from Bai Sinian to Brother Bai, and his eyes are full of respect.

"I'm just imitating it. My teacher often does this too. He is the first security guard I've ever seen here." Han Fei was talking about the uncle of the security guard at Yimin Private College. Compared with others, Han Fei was worse off.

After struggling to climb to the fourth floor, Han Fei finally returned to the security room before 4:44 in the morning, but just as he was about to enter the door, a rustling sound of electricity suddenly came from Brother Hua's walkie-talkie.

"Can I finally contact the security guards in other buildings?!" Xiao Fang was very excited, feeling like he was the rest of his life.

Brother Hua was also relieved. He put the walkie-talkie close to his ear, but just as he was about to speak, a woman's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Why did you leave me there alone..."

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