My Iyashikei Game

Han Fei's movements were so skilled that neither the woman nor the middle-aged man could react, and the situation on the field had undergone earth-shaking changes.

I thought he was forced into a desperate situation by Specter, but he didn't expect that Han Fei would be the first to attack and "hold" the other party into the bedroom.

First, he smashed the mask with a knife, then directly locked the throat, then stuffed the paper figurine into the opponent's wound, and covered the opponent's mouth to prevent him from making a sound.

The middle-aged man got goosebumps just looking at it. He is now very suspicious of Han Fei's profession. Maybe Han Fei really does that kind of business in reality.

How could Li Gui, who controlled his little daughter, have such an experience, and when he reacted, he had already entered the bedroom.

Others saw that Han Fei covered the opponent's mouth to prevent him from making a sound. In fact, Han Fei directly covered the wound cut by the knife to prevent him from getting the bloody paper figurine out!

Following the wound on his face, the paper figurine has already crawled into Li Gui's heart. This is the real killing intent.

The cracks on the face began to spread all over the body. At first, something similar to black blood would flow out. Gradually, shreds of paper began to flow out of Li Gui's wound.

Aware of the abnormality in his body, Li Gui widened his eyes, his eyes almost protruding from their sockets.

He swears from the bottom of his heart that he has no intention of opening his mouth to remind others, he just wants to open his mouth and spit out the paper man.

It's a pity that the more he struggled, the less Han Fei dared to let go, and took time to make up for it.

Ten minutes later, Li Gui stopped struggling, his skin was like a paper figurine, and it would shatter if touched.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the middle-aged man and woman, a blood-colored paper figure climbed out of Li Gui's heart. It was full of food and drink, and the blood on its body became more vivid.

"Isn't it? I just want to make it quieter." Han Fei removed his hand from covering the opponent's mouth, the grimace had turned black, and the terrifying soul poison ruined his face like a poisonous insect.

"I used the hand where the great evil was hiding?"

Han Fei just came out of instinct, a habit that his body has honed through life and death, but he didn't expect that Specter would be eaten directly by the blood-colored paper figurine.

"Don't be so far away from me." Han Fei glanced at the woman and the middle-aged man. He wanted to put Li Gui down, but as soon as he let go of his hand, the fallen Li Gui scattered like confetti.

He accidentally destroyed the other party's corpse.

"This Specter is not too strong...it can only be regarded as a small resentment." Han Fei tried to explain to his companions.

"We understand. As a security guard, it is not difficult to understand how to destroy corpses and traces." The middle-aged man looked at Han Fei's blood-stained security uniform and seemed to understand a lot. However, although he was afraid in his heart, he still had to rely on Han Fei to leave, so he chose to follow Han Fei's wishes, no matter what Han Fei asked him to do, he would do it and try not to make Han Fei angry.

"How to deal with this girl?" The woman changed the subject, staring at the girl who seemed to be familiar on the ground.

"Send her back to the room, just to see what the statue is under her bed."

Han Fei dragged Zhuang Ren's second daughter, walked quietly through the living room, and opened the door to the second daughter's bedroom.

This is a very normal and ordinary bedroom. It's clean, and everything is neatly placed. I can't find anything related to spiritualism or sorcery.

"The more bizarre things are, the more normal they usually wear."

Han Fei put the girl on the bed, and then he immediately lifted the sheet.

Beneath the bed was a shattered idol, which looked a bit like the Specter just now.

"Where is the god, it's just a resentment pretending to be a god."

Han Fei reached out to touch the fragments of the statue, but as soon as he put his hand under the bed, the landlord's ring on his hand felt a biting chill.

"Is there anything else under the bed?"

He looked closely and found that the area near the wall was covered with a layer of black cloth.

Reaching out his hand to take off the black cloth, an extreme coldness engulfed his body. Han Fei found that the wall had been hollowed out, and there were densely packed statues of gods!

Looking at Han Fei with weird faces, the statue is obviously very rough, but it gives Han Fei the feeling that he is being stared at by a living person, as if there are ghosts one after another in the statue.

If the ghosts in the statues are the least of small resentments, then with so many statues added together, Han Fei can hardly imagine how many ghosts there are in the house of Zhuang Ren's second daughter.

"It's not the first time that her mother has brought back the idols. This cycle and cycle has happened so many times since they died, they just don't remember it."

He didn't dare to make any sound. Han Fei possessed the death knives and the blood-colored paper figurines. He could deal with small resentments and escape from medium resentments, but at the same time, facing the countless resentments under the bed, he would definitely die.

"This room is much more dangerous than I thought." Han Fei looked at the statues, and a doubt emerged in his heart: "What is the meaning of these statues? Why put them in the house of Zhuang Ren's family? Could it be that you want to get the scent of Zhuang Ren's family?"

I haven't figured out the previous question yet, and a new question has emerged: "Why does Butterfly imprison Zhuang Ren's family? It takes a lot of time to make Zhuang Ren's family conjure souls in the deep world?"

Butterfly has the ability to drag people into the deep world. If he wants to bring Zhuang Ren into the deep world, he can do it at some price. Why should Zhuang Ren's family try it again and again?

"If it's not that the butterfly's ability is very limited, it is because Zhuang Ren is special.

He is not like everyone else. "

Han Fei continued to think along this line. Zhuang Ren is a very ordinary horror film director. The only thing he has contact with the deep world is that his neighbor is the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. The other party told Zhuang Ren when he was young After a few words, and gave Zhuang Ren - Dead Building Game.

"Dead Building Game?!" An idea suddenly flashed in Han Fei's mind: "The Dead Building Game was made by the chairman of Eternal Life Pharma, and his elder brother Fu Sheng owns a black box, will these two brothers put a certain The secret is hidden in the dead building game?"

In the past, Han Fei just regarded Zhuang Ren as an ordinary person who was involved in an accident. Now he has slowly changed his opinion. There may be something hidden in Zhuang Ren.

"When I quit the game this time, I must ask Zhuang Ren carefully. If he is willing to cooperate, I will find a way to let him play "Perfect Life" and recruit him into the deep world."

Zhuang Ren wanted to see his family very much, and Han Fei had a bargaining chip that he could not refuse.

With a plan in mind, Han Fei gently put down the black cloth covering the statue, but at the moment when the black cloth fell, all the rough statues turned around and opened their eyes.

The black cloth had fallen, and Han Fei almost thought it was his own illusion.

He stared at the black cloth closely, and after only a few seconds, faces appeared on the black cloth, and the idols seemed to come alive.

"withdraw!"

Making a quick decision, Han Fei dragged the middle-aged man and woman out of the bedroom together. They pushed open the security door of the living room and ran towards the other side of the corridor.

In the process of escaping, Han Fei did not forget to look back at the house number.

"Room 4144? Three '4'?!"

Han Fei knew very well what this house number meant. He couldn't imagine that there were only two fours in the room number where the ghost was. Although the ghost who jumped from the building was split into several parts, it was close to hatred.

"Could it be that there is hatred in room 4144? Is it Zhuang Ren's wife and daughter? Or one of the gods in the statue?"