My Healing Game

Standing on the wooden table on the seventh floor, behind him is the abyss, Han Fei has nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide.

After he entered the memory world of the owner of the shrine, it was the first time he was forced to this point.

The shadow is like a rising sea, trying to submerge him, the only island that can touch the moonlight, and soon there will be no light in the mall and all the bright things will be lost.

"I know you have encountered something like this before, but if it doesn't change, the tragedy will repeat itself, and no one can break this curse."

Cut pain came from both legs. Fingers stained with blood grabbed the edge of the table, and the insects crawling out of the rotting skin were biting Han Fei's legs.

There are too many horrible things hidden in the darkness. Even if Han Fei has lived in the deep world for so long, he still can't describe the ugliness and bloodiness of the monsters in the mall.

"Are you all crazy?"

Han Fei can feel that all the shadows in this mall are not perfect, they are incomplete, and there are many things missing in their body or soul.

Some people have no brains, their heads are filled with sawdust, and some have acquired superb cooking skills, but they only use people to cook. There are also the unclear number of diners in the deli on the fifth floor, who are indifferent and selfish. At the extreme, although each one retains the appearance of a person, it does not have the heart and warmth of the person.

"What the **** is going on with you?"

The shopping mall ribbon above his head has turned into black hair, and his huge eyes are watching Han Fei. He is the only sober person in this mall.

But when the whole world is full of monsters, being sober becomes a sin.

The darkness invaded and the madness spread, Han Fei was forced to take another step towards the table, he was closer to the fence on the seventh floor!

"Boom!"

Bells echoed in the dark-wrapped shopping mall, which seemed to be the dark bell of the underworld.

The jumpers standing in the square on the first floor slowly dispersed. The expressions on their faces became extremely religious. The old man with his head full of sawdust knelt on the ground, folded his hands in front of him, and pressed his face to the ground. Next to the old man is a sweet-looking girl, she is tall, but her brain seems to be flawed, her expression is very sluggish, her hands and feet are also tied by ropes, like a puppet; behind the girl is a drunk man, He was covered with mud and his clothes were covered with long hair.

"Boom!"

Another bell rang, and the huge advertising banner hanging in the center of the mall oozes blood. As the blood stains solidified to black, the huge advertising banner of more than ten meters, like a black cloth covering the world, slowly slipped down!

"Boom!"

At the moment the black cloth fell, a black shrine appeared on the first floor of the mall.

The shrine was extremely solemn and subdued all the darkness, and no one dared to look directly at it.

In the dull bell sound of Dong Dong, the dark wooden doors of the shrine were staggered a little bit, and the screaming and wailing stopped. Behind the dark door, the arms that were imprisoned inside stretched out.

It was like a world composed entirely of arms, opening like a flower. Among the packages of countless palms, an arm engraved with a human face slowly stretched out from the deepest part of the shrine.

The human face on the skin gradually changed to Han Fei's look. When that hand was raised, all the darkness flowed towards Han Fei!

The market was shaking, Han Fei's world was collapsing, his soul and consciousness were grasped by that hand, and an invisible force made him closer and closer to the abyss!

Unable to resist. When a person completely collapses, all words are superfluous, and no one can save him. All persuasion and comfort are useless. Death may become the only way out at this moment.

Moved and stepped on the edge of the railing, the body began to slowly tilt, and it was about to fall together with the world!

The hand that stretched out from the shrine held Han Fei's heart and got into his head. The **** and sinful fingers pierced his soul fiercely.

"Boom!"

The sound of the bell was thrilling, and when Han Fei felt that he was about to be dragged into the shrine, the memory in his mind actively segmented a part.

I don't know if it was the decision he made subconsciously, or his three souls had their own thoughts. The memory of active division took his most unfortunate and negative emotions out of his mind and crashed into the palm of that hand.

An evil and cold soul was caught by the face-painted arm, and with the sound of the death knell, that evil soul separated from the seventh floor instead of Han Fei!

Han Fei watched the other one fall with his own eyes. He was full of evil and madness. It was not so much that he was taken away, it was more like he took the initiative to embrace all the darkness and despair.

"The shrine took away one of my souls!"

Han Fei did not make any transaction with the shrine, but the transaction was completed under compulsion.

That evil soul was caught by countless hands, and they ripped at him frantically, immersing him in the boundless darkness inside the shrine.

The absurd and pathological world is still alienating, the countless arms in the shrine are spreading around, and all the figures are afraid to look up.

When the shrine's attention was just removed from Han Fei, a soft noise suddenly came from his arms.

Looking down, Han Fei found that the child puppet he hid in his pocket was covered with cracks. The puppet's face was crying, and the puppet's hand was still pointing to Han Fei's left.

Turning to the left, a very thin arm quietly stretched out in the dark, grabbing Han Fei, and dragging him out of the package of countless shadows.

"Uncle, you keep running to the left."

Familiar voices rang in my ears. At this time, the shrine in the center of the mall seemed to realize that it was wrong, and countless arms crawled up again quickly.

At the end of the day, Han Fei did not dare to stop at all, he ran to the left as if he was crazy.

The scenes on both sides are retreating rapidly, and the door of the security passage on the seventh floor of the mall appears in front.

Without any hesitation, Han Fei headed outside!

But in the next second, his face instantly became bloodless, there were no stairs or steps outside the security gate, only an empty abyss!

Everything about the owner of the shrine is trapped in the mall. There is no way out of this maze, and there is only death at the end.

The body fell downward, but at the moment when the sense of weightlessness appeared, an old arm stretched out from the other side of the abyss.

Grasping that hand with all his strength, Han Fei looked up, and the darkness spread towards the surroundings like a snow falling in the sky.

The scene he saw with both eyes gradually became the same, and a wrinkled face reflected in his eyes.

Pain came from all over his body. Han Fei's eyes widened and looked around. Half of his body was hanging outside the guardrail on the seventh floor, his right hand was hanging down, and his left hand was tightly grasping a slender arm.

"Almost died."

Regaining his sanity, Han Fei grabbed the railing and pushed upwards. He stepped on the edge of the seventh floor and climbed over the railing.

Lying on the ground, Han Fei was panting. Only then did he have time to look at the old man next to him.

The old lady was wrinkled, and she threw a rag bag next to her, which contained a blood-red sweater.

Even if Han Fei was safe at this time, the old man still held Han Fei's wrist, wondering if she was scared and dare not let go, or was worried that Han Fei would continue to do stupid things.

Both of them were speechless now, after a long time, it was Han Fei who broke the calm first.

"Grandma, thank you."

Han Fei thanked the old man, but the old man was still a little awake. She looked at Han Fei and kept shaking her head. It seemed that the way Han Fei had just reminded her of her son.

In the period before her son's death, it seemed that there had been many abnormal behaviors.

"I won't be near the guardrail anymore, don't worry." Han Fei tried to let the old man let go, but he couldn't break the old man's finger without any effort.

There was no way to let the old man loose, but the seventh floor was too dangerous. Han Fei could only slowly lift the old man up, and then let the other person grab his wrist and take her downstairs together.

"Grandma, why are you here?" When he reached the first floor, the old man was relieved from the fright, and Han Fei tried to communicate with the other party.

"I'm here to donate clothes, and donate my son's sweater when he was seven years old, but no one in the store... There was a kid who said that you were on the seventh floor and he was soaked. He took me to find you..." The old man was shaking. After going back to the first floor, she let go of Han Fei.

"The kid who came to buy toys helped me." Han Fei took out the child puppet from his arms. The puppet was full of cracks, and it seemed that it would be completely shattered with a strong pinch.

"These customers who come to the store, they may be my hope of breaking the game."

Opening the door of the thrift store, the old man ran to the false shrine on the first floor alone as before, muttering to himself, and then handed the cloth bag to Han Fei.

"Grandma, this shrine is actually..." Before Han Fei finished speaking, the old man left trembling again. She walked out of the store without looking back and disappeared into the dark night.

The old man would come over every night and leave after doing a good thing.

She insisted that by doing a thousand good deeds, her son would be able to return, but in fact she even worshipped the shrines that were fake.

"There should be a lot of people like her. They were all deceived by the mall owner." Han Fei looked at the dense wounds on his left hand and thought of the soul he had just lost: "I must let everyone see. Know the true face of the mall owner! This hypocritical demon!"

Sitting behind the counter, Han Fei opened the property panel. When he saw the old man's face, he had already got rid of the illusion of the owner of the shrine and received the prompt directly from the system.

It's just that half of his body was still hanging outside the seventh floor, and he didn't have time to look at it.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have completed the shrine random task-illusion."

"You didn't get used to the hallucinations according to my requirements, but you found a way that didn't exist. You did what I didn't do, maybe what you left to me is the correct answer."

"The regret of the owner of the shrine has been made up for forty-five percent! Receive a lot of experience rewards! Get an opportunity to trade with the shrine without paying a price!"

"Attention! You got the opportunity to speak with your soul as a bargaining chip, but the transaction is always equivalent! Please think about the price of your soul before you speak."

Nine deaths completed the task~www.wuxiaspot.com~Han Fei also found that he was approaching the core of the world, the shrine, step by step.

After completing the task "I" in Xicheng District, he obtained the initial approval of the shrine. Now he has got another chance to use the shrine. All the tasks are gradually progressing. While torturing him into a devil, he also makes him more Lai became more and more like the master of the shrine.

"My evil spirit seems to have been taken away by the shrine. I couldn't get rid of the hallucinations without his help just now." Han Fei lay on the counter. He didn't know the price of evil spirits, and he was not interested in doing it with evil spirits. Deal, he wants to release that remnant soul from the shrine.

"There seems to be a terrifying guy living in the shrine. After the evil soul enters, can it come out intact?"

In fact, this illusion mission also brought many hidden benefits to Han Fei. It allowed Han Fei to see all kinds of things that the owner of the shrine feared in his heart, and it also allowed him to see other shop assistants in the thrift store, perhaps from their I can find out the weakness of the mall owner.

After overcoming the illusion, Han Fei was no longer ready to continue his serious work. He wanted to fight back and use everything to lift the hypocritical mask of the mall owner.