My Iyashikei Game

Han Fei didn't help Chui do any tasks, so he was very surprised when he heard the prompt sound in his mind.

The beginning of everything is difficult, and the painful experience of crying in the past made him extremely closed in heart. Han Fei felt that he was one of the most difficult neighbors to "smart", but he didn't expect that after the real contact, Han Fei found that crying was not as scary as he appeared. horrible.

The ghosts of this world still have a touch of human warmth.

"I will find a way to make crying smile in the future."

With this determination, Han Fei suddenly found that he was in a good mood at this time.

He couldn't believe it. Now, he no longer thinks about the depressing and depressing things in real life. Just because his relationship with his neighbors has improved, he feels a kind of satisfaction.

"Did I ignore too much before? Bringing smiles to others is why I wanted to be a comedian in the first place?"

"My dream has never changed, but on the way to realize this dream, I became more and more painful, and finally even lost my smile.

Han Fei turned his head and glanced at room 1034, which was covered with talismans, and he felt a little doubt in his heart.

"The same is to bring happiness to others. Why do I feel pain on the real stage, but I feel satisfied in this apartment full of dead people?"

In the past, Han Fei had never thought about these things when he was busy making money, appearing on the scene, and doing shows.

"Just because of the threat of death?"

He looked at the eerie corridor, recalling the neighbors he met in his mind.

These people are not perfect. They are either physically or memory flawed. Han Fei wants to better survive in the apartment building. The best way is to heal the pain of the neighbors and help them find their missing humanity.

"In a sense, this seems to be a healing game."

Han Fei had been in the game for a long time today. He knew that the corridor was not safe, and was about to go back when the door of room 1031 suddenly opened.

"Come here." The old lady Meng Shi appeared at the door: "Did something happen to you? Try not to stay in the corridor!"

The old lady's tone was as if she was talking to her disobedient child. Seeing Han Fei standing in the corridor, she quickly pulled Han Fei into her room: "Why did you run into room 1034 again? Didn't I tell you that the house was dangerous?"

He is amiable, with concern in his words, and sometimes gives people a nagging feeling. It has been a long time since Han Fei heard such a caring voice.

"I didn't feel right when I heard the sound of the door on the other side. I kept guarding at the door, and I was worried that someone would run in again." Meng Shi's house was filled with red wax. Crying: "Your child is too daring, others can't avoid it, and you still run inside yourself? Don't you die?"

Hearing what Meng Shi said, Han Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Grandma, actually crying is not that kind of pure evil."

Han Fei told all about his crying life and everything that happened to him before he died. After listening to the old lady, her expression was a little complicated, and she was silent for a long time before she said: "This child is indeed pitiful, but he is different from us after all, he is ghost."

Meng Shi regarded Han Fei as his own, but said that crying was a ghost.

"Grandma, don't you have any impression at all?" Under the reflection of the red candle, Han Fei hesitated for a long time, but chose to ask.

"What impression?" Meng Shi didn't know what Han Fei was talking about.

"Actually..." With his hands clenched, Han Fei looked at the old man's face, and finally did not escape the question: "Grandma, you and Chenchen died ten years ago..."

Before Han Fei could finish speaking, most of the red candles in the house were extinguished.

In the dim firelight, Meng Shi's body was shaking slightly, she leaned on the dining table: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"In the case of hiding a body in a refrigerator ten years ago, a mother knew that her adopted son had murdered, and she secretly hid the body in order to give the child a chance to turn himself in."

"I know, I know this..."

"The mother wanted to give the child a week, but before the week came, the mother and her grandson were killed together. The bodies of the two were found in the container of the cold store." Han Fei said very fast: "The murderer didn't stop after killing the mother and child. If he didn't catch him sooner, more people would die."

The red candles in the house were all extinguished, and the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower. This chill was different from the gloomy coldness in other rooms. It was more like being locked in a freezer, and the blood vessels and heart in the body were freezing.

In the darkness, Meng Shi trembled more and more violently, and a face began to appear in the back of her head.

Han Fei didn't expect that his few words would cause such a big change. He didn't flee in fright, but tightly held Meng Shi's cold hand: "Forgiveness will not make the murderer repent, he will only intensify his efforts. Hurt more people!"

Two terrifying arms quickly stretched out from behind the old man's head, and a monster seemed to want to get out of the old man's head!

"The devil with blood on his hands may now have his eyes set on other children. The happy family was chopped up by knives. We must catch the murderer as soon as possible!"

The temperature in the room dropped to freezing point, and the once cozy hut was now a mess.

The old man's body trembled violently, she endured unimaginable pain, but she seemed to remember something, and her originally kind face was full of regret at this time.

With the appearance of the monster in the head,

Meng Shi obviously remembered something. j

"The mother must have seen something before she died, and she should not want her child to make more irreparable mistakes!"

Han Fei had always been holding the old man's hand, but after he said the last sentence, the old man's thin hand suddenly grabbed Han Fei hard.

His lips trembled, the old man seemed to be saying something, and Han Fei barely heard a few words when he stuck to the old man's side - Donghua Ice Factory.

"Ice factory? At first, I heard the old man's eldest son say that the bodies of Meng Shi and Meng Chen were found in the container of the cold store!" Han Fei wanted to continue to ask, at this time, the bedroom door was opened and it was hanging low. Chenchen, who was holding his head, saw Meng Shi like this, and was startled and cried.

Hearing Chenchen's cry, the speed at which the monster in the old man's head broke free began to slow down.

Han Fei didn't know what to do, so he quickly turned on all the lights in the house and lit the candle again.

When the lights came back on, the monster emerging from the old man's head gradually disappeared.

Everything seemed to have never happened, only the old man fell to the ground, his face was very bad.

"What the hell is going on?" Han Fei put the old man on the sofa and thought carefully.

"Any neighbors in the apartment building who can communicate well seem to have forgotten that they are dead, and they don't even know they are ghosts."

"They are missing some memories, but they also forget the pain. Is the monster in Meng Shi's head the embodiment of that painful memory? Or is the monster in Meng Shi's head the real her?"

Looking at the old man who fainted on the sofa, Han Fei thought about all the possibilities.

"Is this what the former building manager did? He sealed up the painful memories of the neighbors and let these people forget the painful memories, but this method treats the symptoms but not the root cause! The pain still exists, and it does not disappear because of neglect. "