My Iyashikei Game - Chapter 467

[Chapter 458 The truth itself has a mouth]

The alienated boy has returned to normal. He is sitting on the cold floor holding the “divided” doll toy in his hand.

Han Fei did not dare to approach the little boy casually. This seemingly ordinary child in front of him had a very terrifying monster in his heart.

After so many things, Han Fei now slowly understands what alienation is all about.

It is not so much an alienation, it is better to say that the monster tore off all the disguise and became the most impressive appearance in the memory of the shrine owner.

The sun shone on his face, the boy raised his head blankly, his tender little face was full of tears, and then he rolled and crawled to the woman’s bedside, crying loudly.

“People in the memory world should only be alienated in the dark, and sunlight can make them return to normal.” Han Fei frowned slightly, he still remembered the diary left by the original owner of his shrine: “I entered the memory world. That day is December 1st, and the weather will get colder and colder in the future, and the days will be shorter and shorter.”

Han Fei didn’t know what kind of danger he would face in the future, and this normal life would collapse a little bit. , The feeling of alienation day by day is really uncomfortable.

He knew that the abyss was in front of him, but he couldn’t stop. He could only sprint forward, wrapped in all the memories.

“Don’t cry, your mother will be fine.” After comforting the child, Han Fei was going to discuss with the landlord, hoping that the couple could help take care of the little boy.

Carrying the package to the top of the stairs, Han Fei was about to go down when he suddenly felt a hint of coolness on his fingers, and the landlord’s ring suddenly issued a warning.

“Is it upstairs?”

Turning to look at the third floor, when Han Fei turned his head, he happened to see a woman in white clothes walking up the stairs.

“The tenant on the third floor?”

Han Fei followed without thinking, he watched the woman open a certain door and entered.

“Wait! That room…”

Han Fei stopped in the corridor on the third floor, and he clearly saw that the woman had entered Room 13, which was the room where someone committed suicide before.

“It’s already dawn, why is this corridor still gloomy?” Moving

a little bit to the door of room 13, Han Fei was surprised to find that the door was half-open, which seemed to be the door that was left for him on purpose.

After a shudder, Han Fei gently pushed the door open, and with a creaking and creaking sound, Han Fei entered room 13 for the second time.

Unlike last time, this time it was only him.

“Is anyone there?”

Holding the package full of things in one hand and the handle of the knife in the other, Han Fei’s every nerve was tensed.

“Crack!”

The sound of a cup falling suddenly came from the kitchen, and a mouse ran through the glass fragments all over the floor.

“There are still living creatures in this room?”

Almost as soon as Han Fei’s voice fell, the rat that was jumping around suddenly began to twitch, as if it had been infused with poison, and blood flowed from its two mung bean-sized eyes. among the shards of glass.

“Can you hear me? I know you’re in this room!” Han Fei stepped back slowly, he felt as if he had stepped on something, but he remembered very clearly that the entrance to room thirteen was clean. There is nothing on the ground.

Resisting the urge to look down, Han Fei continued to step back, but the door that was originally opened was closed at some point.

The rusty lock was stuck, and Han Fei was trapped in this room.

“The owner of the house committed suicide a few months ago, and there has been no accident for such a long time, which shows that she should not be the kind of ghost who kills innocent people.”

Don’t panic after encountering strange things, analyze the situation first, if the other party If the obsession is still there, then consider how to communicate with the other party.

If the other party is completely dominated by killing intent and has completely lost his mind, then he should calmly think about how to commit suicide to relieve the pain.

Various thoughts flashed in his mind, Han Fei knew that he could not open the door, so he simply moved forward.

“I heard that you used to be a clerk in a department store? Speaking of which, you are still my senior. I have encountered a lot of strange things in that mall recently. I think I now understand why you made such an extreme choice… …To be honest, I have always had the same thoughts as you, that mall owner is a devil in human skin, he is hypocritical and perverted, and now I have been cornered by him.”

Han Fei was the ghost in Room 13 He was locked in the house, but what he said would make people think that he came in on his own initiative.

“I have no way to escape. No one in this world believes what I say. Everyone thinks that the owner of the mall is a great philanthropist. Only I have seen his true face under his mask!” Han Fei said and shook his hand away. Package: “That devil’s hands were bloodied and he committed countless crimes. Every piece of used goods represents a wronged soul.” The

blood-stained red sweater fell to the ground, and it was wrapped with several photos and a folded love letter. into a paper airplane.

Everything else was fine, but when the paper plane touched the floor of the living room, the temperature of the whole room began to drop.

“Is this paper airplane yours?” Han Fei picked up the paper airplane on the ground tremblingly, and held it in his palm.

In fact, Han Fei first saw the paper airplane in the basement warehouse, and decided to bring it out, because the shape of the paper airplane is almost the same as the paper airplane thrown by the woman on the third floor downstairs, but the material is different.

At that time, Han Fei thought the paper plane was related to the woman on the third floor, so after he entered the apartment building, he kept walking back and forth with the package.

Most of the unexpected encounters may be carefully planned by one party.

The door of the bathroom was pushed open, and the pile of toilet paper rolled out.

After a while, a charred palm grabbed the door frame, and it seemed that the ghost in room thirteen would appear in the next moment.

Holding the paper plane and slowly approaching, Han Fei held the fire-scorched arm before the real owner of Room 13 appeared.

“I seemed to have seen you in hallucinations last night. I was wondering why there was such a thing in the basement warehouse of the store. At that time, I suddenly remembered that you were watching me all the time. I received the paper airplane you threw down.”

Touching the secrets in the depths of the soul…

Unconsciously using his abilities, Han Fei felt pain, hatred and strong remorse from those charred hands.

“I really regret it, but it’s too late. Now I’m being targeted by the store owner, and he’s looking at me as his next prey. I know my time is running out, and in these last few days, I want to help Help me.” The real meaning of Han Fei’s words was, don’t rush to kill me, I’m almost a “corpse”, and keeping this life may still be useful to you.

The same meaning is expressed in a different way, and with a little acting skills, it will become extremely contagious. This is the art of language.

The ghost in Room 13 did not leave the bathroom in the end. The hand severely burned by the fire took away the paper airplane in Han Fei’s palm, and then smashed it into a ball.

Specter’s scorched skin began to peel off in large chunks, and slowly mixed with the love letter, and the original love words were gradually replaced by black stains.

The words full of love are disgusting to look at now.

“It’s that love letter that made you suffer so much? Who wrote that letter? After I leave today, I will try my best to bring him here!” Han Fei made his promise, but he wanted him To fulfill his promise, he must first ensure his safety.

The sun rose slowly, but the temperature in Room 13 kept dropping. With a harsh scream, Han Fei was pushed away by the hand.

Countless waste papers in the bathroom were swept by the wind, and a woman could vaguely be seen screaming.

Her neck was hanging from the window frame, and her charred hands were tearing at the waste paper all over the floor hysterically. The early sun shone into the house little by little, and the woman’s face became more and more blurred.

When she finally disappeared, a paper airplane folded with love letters flew out from the pile of waste paper in the bathroom.

The temperature began to recover, and Han Fei looked at the blood-stained paper airplane in front of him and carefully took it apart.

The original sentence about love on the love letter was smeared out, leaving only a line of hideous words written with fingers.

“The truth is a monster. It has a mouth that can’t speak. Every time the philanthropist goes out, he locks it in the house and shuts it up with his conscience.”

Continuing to read, there are still a few crooked characters on the back of the love letter. Big askew – can you spell it for me?

“What did you spell?”

Looking up, Han Fei found that there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him in the gaps in the pile of waste paper.

“You want me to put together these patterned papers in my life into a complete pattern?”

Although Han Fei has experienced human body puzzles, he is not good at puzzles himself: “If only Wei Youfu was here, he was alive. I really like puzzles.”

Thinking of his neighbors in the deep world, Han Fei took a deep breath, he really didn’t expect that he would feel homesick one day, and he didn’t think that what he was thinking of was not a rental house in the real world, but a house in the real world. The most terrifying haunted house in the happy community.

“I was completely cured by them. When I leave the memory world alive, I will see if I can get this ‘jigsaw’ out, and treat it as a souvenir for Wei Youfu.” Enduring sleepiness

, Han Fei sat On the floor of the bathroom, one by one began to look at the waste paper on the ground.

He doesn’t play puzzles very much, but his memory and insight are far superior to ordinary people. Ordinary people can see abnormalities at a glance when they look at strange symbols that are indistinguishable.

A few minutes later, just as Han Fei was immersed in it, footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.

The landlord and his wife hurried to the door of Room 13. They saw Han Fei sitting in the bathroom earnestly doing puzzles, and their faces turned pale with fright.

Perhaps the scene was too scary, and the couple dared to enter the house with a mop and a broom.

“Is this kid having problems with his brain due to too much pressure? I said earlier that you shouldn’t keep urging people to pay rent. You have to forgive people and forgive them. Look, are people crazy now?”

“Shut up.” The landlord’s aunt Entering the living room with a mop, the uncle of the landlord followed closely.

“Could he be possessed by the hanged girl? He ran into the house in the morning to play with paper? Is he still laughing?”

“Shut up! It’s so noisy!” Saw them too.

“Big sister? Uncle? Why are you here?” After patting the dust on his body, Han Fei got up from the ground.

“You, what are you doing in this room? Who opened the door for you? Did you secretly assign the key?”

“You may not believe it. When I came back from work, I saw a woman standing in front of the little boy’s house on the second floor. , her hands were scorched, and it was very miserable. But she was very kind, she told me that the little boy’s mother was imprisoned in the bedroom, and hoped that I could rescue her.” Han Fei said very sincerely, from the expression on his face. There is no trace of lying.

“What happened later?”

“I went to the little boy’s house to have a look, and found that his mother was really imprisoned in the bedroom, with tubes all over her body! I was terrified and immediately called the emergency number.” Han Fei was full of emotion. The narration made the landlord couple feel like they were there.

“You were frightened?” The couple looked at Han Fei with some doubts.

“After rescuing the boy’s mother, as soon as I came out, I saw the girl walking upstairs, so I ran after her and wanted to say thank you.”

“So you went straight to Room 13?” Shaken, they seem to have encountered some more “spiritual” events before.

“That’s right, the girl is very pitiful. There seems to be another reason for her death. I suspect that it has something to do with the waste paper in the bathroom.” Han Fei showed the symbols on different papers: “Put these pieces of paper together, probably I can see the shape of a wellhead, and there seems to be something written next to it, and I should be able to restore it when I put all the pieces of paper together.” The

landlord and his wife wanted to say something, but the ambulance arrived at this time, downstairs The little boy was still crying, and the two quickly ran downstairs.

“It’s not easy to be a landlord, especially when you meet a group of tenants like me.” Apart from the

landlord and his wife, Han Fei concentrated on starting the puzzle. He wanted to figure out what Li Gui wanted in the shortest possible time. information transmitted.

The puzzles were difficult at first, and the faster they went, the faster they went. Forty minutes later, Han Fei had already covered the room with broken pieces of paper, and he also made an extremely important discovery.

All the waste paper is put together, it is a well, and the surrounding of the well is full of very special funeral customs.

Originally, Han Fei didn’t know much about these things, but not long ago, Huang Ying told him something in reality.

An old man who studied history died suddenly in the game “Perfect Life”. His biggest discovery was that after the death of the NPCs in the game, they followed a set of funeral customs that were completely different from those in reality. God of death.

After forcibly memorizing all the weird symbols, Han Fei’s puzzle is coming to an end.

He could not understand the symbols, but he could roughly understand the meaning of some paintings.

“It seems that just throwing something into that well brings good luck and blessings. Later, some people built shrines for that well, and some people slowly began to try to push the most important ‘things’ such as friends and relatives into the well. “