My Iyashikei Game

Han Fei finished reading the diary. Although there was a belated confession in it, the confession was more like the tears of a crocodile.

Except for No. 4, the other three girls in the dormitory finally remembered kindness when they faced despair and death.

On the last page of the diary, there is even a photo of the four girls in dormitory 304 when they first entered the school, but this photo seems so ridiculous now.

Putting down the diary, Han Fei picked up the photo with the names of four people written on the back of the photo.

The girl who lives in bed number 4 is called Shu Mengting, and she smiles the most tenderly in the photo.

"What a good child, he was forced to become a monster." Han Fei put the photo in his pocket, because he felt a trace of yin from the photo.

"The environment does have a great impact on a person." Zhang Guanxing looked at the hate words tattooed on his hand, and he felt somewhat sympathetic to Shu Mengting's experience.

"Indeed, a long time ago, I was also a pure and kind boy." Han Fei placed the black can with the corpse near the door. If the ghost entered from the main door, he would try to control it with the can. other side.

He wasn't going to hurt that Specter. To be honest, he didn't have the ability to hurt him either, so Han Fei's initial plan was to hold on for 30 minutes and then run away immediately.

At this time, fifteen minutes have passed since the start of the mission, and no accidents have occurred during this period.

Han Fei and Zhang Guanxing also turned upside down dormitory 304, and they found no other useful clues.

"Teacher, should we just stay in this room?" Zhang Guanxing recalled the contents of his diary: "A large part of the reason why the three women had an accident was because the dormitory came over. , they had to open the door, causing Shu Mengting to enter the house. As long as we keep the door closed, it should be fine. "

"You are too naive to think so." Han Fei shook his head: "The last part of the diary was torn off. The girl who wrote the diary should have suffered an accident, indicating that Shu Mengting entered the dormitory at that time."

"Yes, it is so."

"What if she didn't go out after she came in?" Han Fei's words stunned Zhang Guanxing.

"You mean, ghosts are always in the dormitory? Then...why are there footsteps outside the door?" Zhang Guanxing broke down in cold sweat.

"Did you find the footsteps strange? It feels like being dragged back and forth by something?" Han Fei said the crux of the problem: "The ghosts outside may just be used to force us into the room. "

"Force into the room?"

"kindness."

Han Fei looked at the introduction of the hidden mission, and it said that no matter what, don't open the door and stick to it for half an hour.

Most of the tasks of the system are those who know that there are tigers in the mountains, and the system asks them not to open the door. It does not mean that there are ghosts outside the house, and they will die if they open the door. Instead, he wanted to tell him that there were ghosts in the house and insisted not to die in the house for half an hour.

After waiting for half an hour, he can open the door and leave, of course, provided that he can survive the end of the mission.

This system can always use the most healing and bland words to release the most depressing tasks.

"There may be ghosts in and out of the house, the only difference is which kind of ghosts we want to face." Han Fei sat on the bed, he had been trained to perform reverse reasoning.

"Are there any ghosts..." Zhang Guanxing sat beside Han Fei honestly. In the healing game, this bad boy became a good boy who absolutely obeyed the teacher's instructions, and was even a little clingy.

"Don't be afraid, just hold on for half an hour." As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, footsteps sounded again in the corridor.

The strange voice was getting closer, this time the other party stopped at the door of room 304.

The key was inserted into the keyhole little by little, and the old lock made a screeching sound of clattering.

Han Fei and Zhang Guanxing both closed their mouths, and they stared at the door tightly, not even breathing too hard.

After a few minutes, the dead silence returned to the door.

"Is she gone?"

Before Zhang Guanxing could finish his words, there was a knock on the door of the 304 dormitory.

Zhang Guanxing was startled by the sudden knock on the door, he stood up, and his head almost touched the bed board of the upper bunk.

The scene recorded in the diary appeared again. The knock on the door in the corridor followed a regular interval, knocking on the door one after another.

If the ghost appeared suddenly, it would only be a moment of fear, but now the 304 bedroom is completely different.

The knock on the door seemed to be deliberately torturing the people in the house, and she came back here again and again, with resentment, hatred and pain.

The stench in the room became stronger and stronger, the air became a little humid, and the doors and windows in the house were clearly closed, but occasionally a cold wind blew through.

Across a door, neither Han Fei nor Zhang Guanxing knew what was outside the door. The fear of the unknown was the most torturous.

Blue veins appeared on his hands, Zhang Guanxing picked up the pen and paper on the table, wrote a sentence and handed it to Han Fei.

"Teacher, I'll open the door, you hold the jar, and when I open the door, you throw the jar out!"

Zhang Guanxing's idea was very good, but he ignored a question. The cursed object of the black can is one of the few "weapons" on Han Fei's body. After throwing the black can out, how to deal with the ghosts in the house?

Besides, half an hour has not yet come, Han Fei will definitely not mess himself up, so he replied seven words on the paper - I will do as I say later.

3

04 The ghost in the bedroom wanted to delay the time, which was exactly what Han Fei wanted. He and Zhang Guanxing just stared at the door silently.

Gradually, the door of bedroom 304 began to tremble slightly, and the room became more and more damp.

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Zhang Guanxing, who had concentrated all his attention on the door, suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and he shrank his neck in fright.

He reached out and touched the back of his neck, where it was wet.

"A leak? But it's not the ceiling above my head, it's the bed board?"

Zhang Guanxing raised his head in puzzlement. He looked along the gap of the upper bunk bed and found that there was a disfigured face on his head.

"Old, old, teacher..." Zhang Guanxing shook his hand and touched Han Fei.

"What's wrong?"

"She, she's on top of our heads!" After saying this, Zhang Guanxing grabbed Han Fei and left the bed together. The two stood in the bedroom and looked towards the bed.

There were no grimaces there, but the bed was wet, and a pool of human-shaped stains could be vaguely seen on it.

"I saw it! I clearly saw it!"

"Don't worry, I believe in you." Han Fei motioned Zhang Guanxing to go back, he reached out to the quilt and used his abilities.

When his fingers touched the human-shaped stain, the girl's miserable cry rang out in the bedroom, and Han Fei felt despair and remorse from the stain.

"You forced her to death, and now she's coming to you, it's a tit for tat." Han Fei never thought about saving the other party. First of all, he didn't have the ability, and secondly, he felt that he had done something wrong, then to be punished.

The rancid smell in the house was suffocating, and Han Fei's clothes became wet at some point. The bedroom seemed to be slowly sinking into the underground river.

It was getting wet and cold, and all the light was swallowed up.

There was no safe place in the surrounding area. Han Fei opened the task panel. At this time, there were still six minutes before the end of the task.

Holding up the black can on the ground, Han Fei looked around vigilantly, knowing that the other party was about to appear.

The knocking on the door outside became more and more urgent. Han Fei and Zhang Guanxing stood in the room and were on high alert!

Just when the task could be completed in three minutes, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of footsteps, and the monster outside seemed to be preparing to leave.

When the sound of footsteps that seemed to be dragging something sounded, Han Fei's heart slowly fell back to his chest, but he suddenly felt that something was not right!

"There seems to be two footsteps!"

He turned around sharply!

A wet girl stood next to Zhang Guanxing, her clothes were clinging to her body, her skin was pale and bloodless!

The water stains on the ground had already covered Zhang Guanxing's body, the disfigured face was full of pain and resentment, and her body was still swelling.

"Behind you!"

Grabbing Zhang Guanxing's arm, Han Fei opened the black can to the girl while dragging Zhang Guanxing.

I don't know if it was because the wishing jar was continuously hit hard, or because the girl's own strength was terrifying. After she saw the black jar, she only paused for a few seconds.

Taking advantage of these few seconds, Han Fei dragged Zhang Guanxing to his side.

At this time, the girl's body was almost fused with all the water marks in the dormitory, and she exuded amazing resentment.

The black can made a crisp sound, and another crack appeared on the can. Han Fei knew that he couldn't drag it any longer.

"You put the mouth of the can at her."

Han Fei handed the black can to Zhang Guanxing, and then he took out the blood-colored paper figurine from the inventory.

When the situation was in crisis, Han Fei didn't care to communicate. He cut his palm and let the blood drip on the blood-colored paper figurine.

Drinking blood, the paper figurine's eyes slowly opened, and it looked at Han Fei with a morbid longing in its eyes.