My Iyashikei Game

Han Fei fulfilled the wishes of the three souls, and after a long dark night, everyone saw the dawn, which would be a brand new beginning.

With the encouragement of his family, the grandson of the old ghost straightened his chest and cried while gritting his teeth, trying to become what his relatives wanted.

Lai Sheng's parents haven't fully recovered yet, so the child sticks to his parents' side. No matter where the parents who turned into monsters go, he follows behind, trotting all the way.

Yinghuo also met the group friends he helped, but he didn't expect that the first offline meeting would be such a hell.

In the past, the group friends relied on him. In the deep world, he was protected by the group friends in the middle.

Everyone has found a way out, and Han Fei's soul attached to them is slowly disappearing.

"4444's wardrobe has been destroyed, and the passage left by the butterfly cannot be used, so how do I send them back? Use the soul-returning talent?"

There is no better way right now, and Han Fei also wants to give them more time.

After eating the food brought by Xu Qin, Han Fei's health returned to within the safe limit, but his hands and feet were still unable to move vigorously. This time, his injuries were so severe that his face was almost disfigured.

"I'm fine, go and help Xiaoba calm down first." Butterfly's consciousness dissipated, but the traces of its existence were still all over the dead building. Xiaoba and Zhuang Wen, who had fallen into madness, had already smashed the butterfly to ashes, but they still couldn't let it go. Destroy the entire building.

In order not to be buried alive, everyone and spiders in the happy community are trying their best to stop them.

After a long time, Xiao Ba finally came out of the madness, the huge red phantom collapsed suddenly, and only eight incomplete lonely souls remained in the ruins.

"The previous head of the building explained to Wei Youfu that unless it is a last resort, don't leave the happy community." Han Fei looked at the figure who fell into a coma, his eyes soft, as if he was looking at his relatives: "In reality, even People who have no friends meet real family in the deep world."

Thinking of his relatives, Han Fei got up and looked into the distance. He searched among the ruins for a long time, and finally saw Zhuang Ren's eldest daughter Zhuang Qing in a corner.

Curled up, holding a broken idol, the death curse on Zhuang Qing has been lifted, and her memory has begun to slowly recover.

Supported by Xu Qin, Han Fei walked to Zhuang Qing's side: "Where are your mother and sister?"

Raising her head suspiciously, Zhuang Qing glanced at Han Fei, her voice hoarse: "Not long after they entered the dead building, they were tortured by butterflies to the point of being lost."

Her fingers grabbed the scraps of paper figurines on the ground, and cyan blood vessels appeared on the back of her hand. Zhuang Qing seemed to be ashamed: "The butterfly wanted to use us to summon our souls. At first, it held my sister's soul to threaten me and my mother. Then threatened me with my mother and sister. The beast only needed what was useful to him, and I was the only one left."

Zhuang Qing's eyes were empty, and her only obsession began to shake. She has no memory of this world now.

"You're the only one left?" Han Fei shook his head gently: "Do you have any wishes now? Maybe I can help you realize it."

"Wish?" Zhuang Qing seems to have lost confidence in everything, her world completely collapsed when her memory was restored, and now she has only one last obsession: "I haven't seen my father for a long time, in my mind I have only regrets about his memory, the accident happened very suddenly, I remember it very clearly, and I had a fight with him that morning."

"Do you want to meet him?"

"Butterfly always wanted us to conjure him into the dead building, but we never succeeded. I know the steps of the conjuration, and the conjuration can only succeed if both sides miss each other. Maybe my father didn't miss us, and the accident happened. Time, he was deeply involved in scandals, others said that he and an actress auditioned to bed, and now it is estimated that he has remarried." Zhuang Qing held the cracked idol in her arms, her expression lonely and lonely.

"Spiritualism failed not because he didn't want you, but because of other reasons."

"You don't have to comfort me."

"I'm telling the truth. In order to find you, your father quit his previous circle, lost his job, and was even willing to become a lunatic in the eyes of others." Han Fei decided to fulfill his promise with Zhuang Ren. He walked to the next room. Perfect house: "Let him tell you himself."

After closing the door, Han Fei whispered two words in the room: "Spirit!"

The attribute panel was like a blood-red ghost door, slowly opening, and a red and white "little fish" struggled in the sea of ​​blood. He avoided the faces, and finally jumped out of the sea with all his strength.

The gate of hell was closed, and Zhuang Ren knelt on the floor. He looked at Han Fei in front of him with shock on his face.

"Han Fei?"

"Your daughter is outside this door."

As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, Zhuang Ren got up from the ground and pushed open the door in front of him.

The corridor outside was full of broken flesh and ferocious ghosts. Zhuang Ren fell to the ground in fright, but at this moment his eyes caught sight of Zhuang Qing in the corner.

His lips were trembling, and Zhuang Ren, who was afraid that he could not stand still, touched the wall and climbed up.

He rushed through the ghosts and monsters and ran towards his daughter.

Compared with many years ago, Zhuang Ren's hair is completely white, his skin is loose, and his face is full of wrinkles. He was originally tall and somewhat fat, but now he is a thin old man.

His appearance has changed a lot, but his eyes are still the same as before.

Zhuang Qing had experienced so much pain in the death building. She thought she was completely numb, but when she saw her father rushing towards her like this

, tears still involuntarily slipped.

Han Fei didn't want to disturb Zhuang Ren, but when Zhuang Ren approached Zhuang Qing, the last remaining statue suddenly burst into blood.

It was because the statue was protecting Zhuang Qing before, so Zhuang Qing was not eaten by the butterfly and survived by luck.

But now the statue seemed to sense something, and it shattered the moment Zhuang Ren touched Zhuang Qing, and the blood in the statue enveloped Zhuang Ren.

He fell to the ground in pain, holding his head and screaming, his eyes were full of blood-colored figures, which seemed to be hidden in his mind, and the part of the memory that did not belong to him was activated.

The ghosts in the dead building were worried about the resurrection of the butterfly, so they all gathered around. Han Fei was worried that Zhuang Ren would be frightened to death after opening his eyes, so he quickly squeezed into the crowd.

"Calm down! Your daughter is by your side! You only managed to see her! Don't lose yourself!"

Han Fei shouted loudly, but it was of no use until Zhuang Qing stood up and hugged her skinny and old father.

Zhuang Ren, who was almost out of control, was beside his family and slowly regained his sense. He put his hands on his head, as if he wanted to open his head.

Han Fei is also afraid for a while now. If he used the soul-caller to recruit Zhuang Ren in room 4144 before, he would probably be recruited immediately.

After a long time, Zhuang Ren finally spoke, his eyes were full of horror, and he stammered: "I have more broken pictures in my mind, that is not something I have experienced!"

"What did you see?"

Zhuang Ren's mind was manipulated by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, and there was a sea of ​​blood hidden in it, and the statue seemed to resonate with that sea of ​​blood.

"I saw a huge monster crawling out of the black cocoon. It was covered in malice and was fighting with a man. They both lost in the end, leaving two broken shrines." Zhuang Ren just put his mind He said the fragments he saw in the book, and he didn't know how much impact these words had on Han Fei.

"The monster crawled out of the black cocoon?" Han Fei has been to the bottom of the dead building. He knows that all the death in the entire dead building emanates from the giant cocoon. In other words, it can resist the unspeakable. Death comes from the giant cocoon.

Just the shed body can resist the singing. Although the singing is seriously injured, it is also an ineffable existence. From this, it can be inferred that the butterfly flying out of the giant cocoon should also be ineffable.

"What else did you see?" Han Fei's voice already had a hint of chill.

"The man who fought with the monster said to the monster that all its struggles were in vain, and it was destined to disappear into the nightmare with the most tragic death."

"Dying in a nightmare? Then what?"

"No, the monster finally escaped into a city that was completely shrouded in darkness. The man didn't go deep, but just said that he would destroy it completely one day."

The memory that Zhuang Ren saw did not belong to him, he was just a pawn left by the two Fu Sheng brothers, and maybe one of the way back.

Hearing Zhuang Ren's words, Han Fei frowned, and his eyes slowly moved to the security guard and the madman in Room 4.

"The butterfly we killed always wanted to make another self, and he did a lot of crazy things to accomplish this goal, but why did he make other butterflies?"

"Paying such a high price just to keep yourself from being alone?"

"With the character of a butterfly, it won't do such a boring thing. It makes another self. It should want that new butterfly to die instead and accept the future destined in the nightmare instead."

Han Fei remembered the countless remnants of the children hanging on the black cocoon, and silently read the words in the reminder of the night of returning to the soul: "Falling into the bottom of the nightmare, the nightmare and the devil stared at me who said nothing, they I wonder why I don't struggle for help? I wonder why they ask such questions?"

"Isn't every child in this world like me? From birth to a cocoon, to finally growing wings?"

The bottom of the nightmare in the reminder is the black giant cocoon. Before the butterfly killed by Han Fei became a butterfly, the giant cocoon already existed!

"Whether we killed a real butterfly or not, at least this guy has been punished. Next, we must prepare and improve our strength. Next time, I will cut off its wings with my own hands."

Standing in the dead building, Han Fei looked at the city shrouded in darkness in the distance. In the boundless darkness, he didn't know how many horrors and unspeakable secrets were hidden.

The reunion time is very short, mainly because the world is about to dawn.

Although Laisheng's parents were very reluctant to leave their children, they knew that they had to send their children away.

As the soul chasers in the dead building, they are the puppets of the butterflies, and they completely obey the orders of the butterflies, so they know a lot of the secrets of the butterflies.

The couple hugged Lai Sheng, who was tired from crying, and walked to Han Fei's side, motioning for Han Fei to follow them to the underground of the dead building.

Following the exposed blood vessels in the dead building, Han Fei and the others were led by the soul chaser to the deepest part of the dead building.

As the shrine was destroyed, the heart inside was gnawed, and the cocoon began to shatter.

The flowers overgrown in the pit have long since withered, revealing an altar filled with "sacrifices", almost all of which are pictures of children.

Withered blood flowers fell around the child's photo, which made people feel very uncomfortable when they looked at it.

After Butterfly's consciousness dissipated, not only Lai Sheng's parents, but other soul chasers seemed to wander here. They looked at the children in the photos with complex emotions in their eyes.

"These photos seem to be filled with the hatred of butterflies

meaning. "

Han Fei also put all the photos he had collected on the altar. Looking closely, he found that the children in those photos seemed to be still alive. They would wink at Han Fei from time to time, as if they were saying something. .

When the sky was about to dawn, the soul chasers jumped into the deep pit one by one, the bloody clothes on their bodies slowly faded, and the children's afterlife photos gradually became colored.

"Leave and don't come back."

The soul chaser's body merges with the hatred of the butterfly in the photo, like a key that unlocks the shackles on the altar.

Children with color began to break free from the shackles of the photo, and when they rushed out of the photo, there was still a shimmer in their soul.

Those young and innocent souls are like fireflies, they rise in the dark night and converge into a shallow light.

I don't know how many children's nightmares gathered in the underground of the dead building. The little rising light connected the underground of the dead building and the sky of the deep world.

"This is a dream. After waking up, you have to live a good life."

Lai Sheng's parents pushed Lai Sheng into the center of the altar, the small body rose with the light curtain, and a shallow light overflowed from his mind and flew into Han Fei's body next to him.

Next is the grandson of Yinghuo and the old ghost. Those who are summoned must go back before dawn in the world. This is the last step in the night of returning to the soul.

The remnants they were summoned rose up with the souls of countless children, and seemed to be going where they were supposed to go.

The three souls and three souls returned to Han Fei's body. After they entered Han Fei's mind, the original blood-red memory ocean slowly returned to normal, and the blood-colored orphanage was suppressed in the depths of his mind again.

The system exit button finally lit up, and Han Fei, who had lifted the special state, breathed a long sigh of relief.

However, the accident he encountered this time also gave him a wake-up call. Before, he thought that it was because of his soul that he could not leave the game, but when he thought about it carefully, it was not the case.

When his first soul was pulled away, he could still quit. It wasn't until Mang Laughing Han Fei was activated that the system reminded him that he was in a special state and could not quit the game.

"When the Scarlet Orphanage appeared in my mind, the system seemed to forbid me to leave. Is it worrying about something?"

The memory gradually recovered, and after the three souls were completely fused with Han Fei, he heard the system prompt.

"Attention player number 0000! You have already jumped to complete the E-level main quest - Resurrection Night! Get double the experience reward! Get the basic reward plus five free skill points! Get the basic title reward - undead!"

"Undead (the only exclusive E-rank title): The first player to clear the Dead Tower will be praised by the undead! The upper limit of the mental threshold is increased by 20! The brain power is increased by one! The physical strength is increased by one! The maximum life value is increased by 20!"

"Attention number 0000 players! You found your lost soul in the dead building, rescued the soul that was summoned into the dead building, destroyed the spirit summoning ceremony, and successfully killed the butterfly! You completed the main quest with the highest standard, congratulations on getting extra Additional rewards!"

"Curse (E-level active offensive ability): You who killed the manager of the dead building have become the most terrifying death curse in the dead building! Your words contain curses, and your voice can affect all listeners It can be used five times a day, the stronger the listener, the less effective the spell will be."

"Attention number 0000 players! Your butcher knife - absorbed a lot of soul power in the past life, and now it has become sharper and stronger!"

"Attention number 0000 players! You have slaughtered a lot of resentment, beheaded butterflies, and obtained killing experience points!"

"Experience settlement, you have successfully risen to level 14! Free attribute points plus one!"

"Experience settlement, you have successfully risen to level 15! Free attribute points plus one!"

The system's prompts kept ringing. Han Fei looked at the changed attribute panel. What he was more curious about was how many people the Evil Soul had killed?

You must know that killing resentment in the deep world does not gain much experience at all, and it is mainly done by doing quests, but the resentment killed by the evil spirit in just one night is so much that the system gives a special prompt, which is a bit incredible .