My Iyashikei Game

At 10:30 in the morning, the sky was still dark, and the whole city was waiting for the sun to rise, but when they opened their eyes, they could not see any light.

The deep world is like a deep ocean, silently submerging the city, ghosts and ghosts are rampant, and supernatural events occur frequently. More and more people's psychology begins to distort, and their evil bound by morality and law is gradually released, becoming more than ghosts. Even scarier.

"All the despair in the world is deposited in the deep world. When the deep world merges with reality, the most terrifying thing is not ghosts, but the despair that was once abandoned will re-occupy people's hearts."

Crazy and bloody scenes are staged in the city every moment, and the bottom line of being a human being is constantly being broken down. Many survivors only realized at this time that the distance between everyone and evil is so close.

After a short rest, Han Fei took some players and Yan Le and drove into the city again.

In just two days, the street has completely changed. The old order has been broken, and the new order has no prototype. Everyone is shrouded in despair. At first glance, there is only endless chaos.

"How many ghosts are there in the deep world?"

Sitting in the taxi, Han Fei has been thinking about this problem. When he is rushing to his destination, he will shoot whenever he sees a ghost. One is to increase Li Guoer's points, and the other is to enhance Xiaoyou. mother's strength.

At first, he thought that as long as he persevered, the whole city could be cleaned up sooner or later, but gradually he realized that he was too naive. After many buildings were cleaned, new ghosts would appear again soon.

"It seems that we have to solve the problem from the root." Han Fei knew that Fu Sheng wanted to use this shrine to remember the world to convince him and let him understand the necessity of completely destroying the deep world. In fact, Han Fei has been thinking about it. He always felt that there were other paths to choose from.

Walking through the city, a long motorcade appeared behind Han Fei's hearse. All the survivors who still retain their humanity, Han Fei, will lend a helping hand. His seemingly useless auxiliary skills - touching the secrets deep in the soul have played a huge role in this chaotic city. All survivors only need to be with Han. After Fei shook hands, Han Fei would even see the shape of their own souls.

"Han Fei, will we be too ostentatious every time we do this?" Xiao Jia looked at the team behind him: "We are like aliens in the dark night, and those ghosts are not stupid. Is it possible for them to join forces to besiege us?"

"I have similar concerns, so we need to find as many special citizens as possible and let them stand on our side and be our help."

Traveling fast all the way, at eleven o'clock at noon, Han Fei's taxi drove to the Renai Private Hospital in the urban area.

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"Have you heard the sound in the water?" Nurse Xiao He stuck her head out from under the desk, her face was pale and her voice was low.

"Don't talk, that thing may not be gone yet." A man's voice came from the closet, he was extremely nervous, and his body seemed to be shaking when he spoke.

Xiao He shrank back, she glanced at the water dispenser in the office, and there was a human head floating in the bucket delivered from the waterworks.

The opening of the bucket was so small that she couldn't understand how the head was stuffed in, and she couldn't understand why the head seemed to be talking.

Dark water plants grow on the fractures of the head and neck, and there are vaguely soul-poisoned bugs crawling in and out of the ears and nostrils.

The head turned slowly in the translucent bucket, and when it turned to Xiao He's side, the tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!

The swollen and white eyes stared straight at Xiao He, the head hidden in the water opened its mouth to Xiao He, what was it saying to Xiao He, but at this time Xiao He was already terrified , shrunk his body under the table.

The thin body shivered, Xiao He lay on the ground, forcing herself not to look at those terrifying things.

She and four colleagues in the department have been trapped here for two days. A colleague wanted to go out to check the situation last night, but he never came back after going out.

Everything is developing in a worse direction, and Xiao He's spirit is about to reach its limit. She begins to see all kinds of hallucinations. Sometimes she can't tell whether she is a demon or a real spirit. something is wrong.

"Xiao He, are you alright?" An old voice came from outside the door. After hearing this voice, Xiao He covered her mouth and nose hard, not daring to respond.

"The patient in Ward 1 is seriously injured and needs urgent treatment. Can you help? His intestines were pulled out, and there is blood everywhere..."

No matter how the old man asked for help, Xiao He pretended not to hear it. She was actually familiar with this voice.

The enthusiastic old man was a patient in Room 2. He was usually cheerful and talkative, but he had passed away three days ago, and the body was still parked in the hospital, and he didn't have time to take it away.

"Xiao He? Squeak if you're here? The patient is dying. His children are crying all the time. We can't just leave him alone." He Neng went with him to save people. The most incomprehensible thing for Xiao He is that there are four colleagues hidden in the office, but the old man always only calls his name, which is very scary.

The knocking on the door stopped after a while, the old man wandered back at the door for a long time, but finally did not enter the door and left quietly.

"Are you gone?" Xiao He was paralyzed on the ground, she suddenly wanted to cry, the world was so desperate that it was suffocating, no place was safe, and there was hell everywhere.

"It's already noon, why hasn't it dawned yet? At this time yesterday, those ghosts would leave temporarily to give us a chance to breathe.

meeting. A middle-aged woman's voice came from the deepest part of the office. Xiao He climbed out of the desk and glanced there. There was no one where the voice came from, and the other party was hiding well.

"Sister Qing?" She called out cautiously.

"What's wrong? Xiao He?" Hearing Sister Qing's response, Xiao He was relieved, but she quickly became nervous again, and said in a low voice, "Why has the new intern nurse been working since midnight last night? No sound? Is she okay?"

"She was hiding in the closet with me, still sleeping." Dr. Wang's voice came from the closet, and it was his words that aroused Xiao He's suspicion.

The wardrobe is not big, and it is a bit reluctant to squeeze two people in. How can one person sleep soundly all night in such an uncomfortable situation?

"Doctor Wang, why don't you wake her up? I want to ask her something."

After Xiao He said this, Dr. Wang's voice in the closet also disappeared, and the whole office became extremely quiet.

"Doctor Wang? Sister Qing?"

With her heart pounding, Xiao He looked at the wardrobe not far away, and was enveloped in an inexplicable fear.

For the past two days, she has been communicating with Dr. Wang and Sister Qing's voice. Since last night, she has never seen each other's face again.

Slowly approaching the closet, Xiao He raised her hand tremblingly. She grabbed the closet door, took a deep breath, and opened it little by little.

Her heart jumped to her throat, and Xiao He's child hole kept shrinking. She pulled open the cabinet door with all her strength.

There are several brand new white coats hanging in the closet, except for these, nothing else can be seen.

"What about people? The voice clearly came from here!"

Cold sweat broke out instantly, and Xiao He was enveloped in huge fear. If the voice was not from his colleague, what did he talk to all night?

"I spent a whole night in the same room with the ghost!"

Goosebumps appeared, and when Xiao He was flustered, a familiar voice sounded in the office again.

"We thought we could hide it from you for a while..." The voices of Dr. Wang and Sister Qing came into my ears, and hearing them again at this time gave me a creepy feeling.

Xiao He hurriedly turned around. She saw Dr. Wang and Sister Qing, who had been pierced in the chest, staring at her gloomily, with corpse spots growing on their faces, and the smiles on their faces made people shudder.

What made Xiao He even more terrified was that the intern nurse who was hiding with Dr. Wang was standing next to the two of them. Her body was full of wounds, her neck was bitten off, and she couldn't say a word.

"You... are already dead?"

"Next, it's your turn!"

Three twisted souls rushed towards Xiao He, but the door of the office was knocked open at this moment, the patient in Room 2 rushed into the room, grabbed Xiao He's wrist and ran outside.

"Uncle Ying?" Xiao He felt the coolness on his wrist, the old man's hand was like an ice cube.

"I've been reminding you since last night, but if you don't listen, you're a good boy in this private hospital. Those doctors with rotten hearts have already been punished." The old man ran very fast, and it didn't look like a seriously ill patient.

"Thank you for saving me. I was so scared last night." Xiao He didn't expect that the deceased old man would come to save her. She felt both fear and guilt in her heart. When she was about to apologize to the old man, she suddenly realized that she didn't Too right.

The old man did not lead him to run outside the hospital, but instead rushed into the safe passage and went straight to the ground!

"That direction...it seems to be the morgue!"

Xiao He wanted to break free from the old man's hand, but she felt that the old man was holding on tighter and tighter, the cold chill penetrated through the skin and directly penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Uncle Ying, where are we going?"

"You will know when you arrive. There is no safe place in this hospital, so you should hide in my bed first." The old man said without looking back.

The surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower, and Xiao He is getting more and more afraid. The door that she rarely approaches is at the end of the corridor.

"Remember, don't make any noise, and treat yourself as a corpse." Gently pushing open the iron door, the old man grabbed Xiao He's hand and walked inside.

This private hospital has the largest mortuary and corpse in the city. There were rumors long ago that the hospital would sell organs of living people in private, sell blood in batches, etc. However, due to various reasons, the hospital did not close down, but kept a low profile. a lot.

"Come on, my bed is here."

Looking at the metal tables covered with white cloth, the fear in Xiao He's eyes was about to overflow, and she knew very well what the outlines under the white cloth represented. At this time, she was caught by the old man and could not resist, so she could only follow the old man in.

When he was about to reach the central area, the old man lifted the white cloth on an "empty bed": "Lie down, after I cover you with the white cloth, close your eyes and have a good sleep, don't open your eyes, don't mess around. verb: move."

During the whole process, the old man kept holding Xiao He's hand. He didn't know whether it was to prevent her from escaping, or because the breath on Xiao He's body would be sensed by other things after he released his hand.

"Remember, don't take off this sign at any time." After the old man covered Xiaohe with a white cloth, he took off the sign tied on his left foot and tied it to Xiaohe's ankle.

"Uncle Ying..."

"The hospital is full of ghosts now. The most dangerous place is the safest place. When I find a way to leave, I will send you out." The same happened.

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Lying under the white cloth, He didn't dare to move, her mind began to think wildly, and she still can't determine whether Uncle Ying is good or bad.

"I usually treat my patients like my own parents. They rarely embarrassed me before they died, and they put their hearts to heart..." Xiao He was comforting herself when she suddenly felt that something was being pulled on the edge of the white cloth.

Turning his head and looking, a corpse with its organs hollowed out and only the body remaining was lying on its back on the ground, its limbs propped up against the ground, crawling forward with its cracked belly like some unknown creature.

"What monster is this?"

The belly of the corpse was cut open in the middle, like the wings of a flesh-and-blood butterfly. It clearly had the shape of a human, but it moved as strangely as a worm crawling out of a human chrysalis.

Xiao He, who was holding his breath, didn't dare to turn his head until the monster left. There was an eight or nine-year-old fat man sticking his head out from the white cloth next to him. He seemed to recognize Xiao He, and his face smiling.

"Cubs?"

The clinical boy, nicknamed Zizai, suffered from malignant bone cancer and died three days ago.

The little fat man winked at Xiao He, and the only remaining arm was placed on his black lips, as if to signal Xiao He not to make a sound.

Xiao He, who had been frightened for a long time, fought back her fear, but at this moment, she felt something lying beside her.

The sticky and smelly corpse water dripped on the white cloth, and the monster with its limbs on the ground was twisting its neck and sticking its head under the white cloth.

At a critical moment, the white cloth on a certain "bed" in the distance suddenly fell by itself, and a kindly-looking, well-dressed old lady was lying on the cold metal plate.

The monster lying next to Xiao He seemed to be stimulated. It rushed towards the old lady like crazy, bit the old man with the "mouth" that was cracked on its stomach, and then quickly crawled towards the depths of the corpse.

"Aunt Zhang?"

The old lady who was carried away by the monster also died three days ago, and she was the one who was taking care of the other party until her death.

"She was there to save me?"