My Iyashikei Game

The owners of Xingfu Community had just left the area of ​​the plastic surgery hospital, and the building they had just stayed in was wrapped in a black curse. The densely packed vicious curse was like moss, covering the building and eating away all the breath they left behind. .

After cleaning up the evil spirit left by Li Gui, the strange curse followed closely behind everyone, keeping a distance not too far or too close.

Drilling into the unlit path and walking through the intricate alleys, if Han Fei hadn't seen the map of the previous building manager, he would never have known that there was a hidden passage here.

The owners of Xingfu Community and the dead building are going all out, and the closer they are to the dead building area, the safer they will be.

While several people were slowly relaxing, Jingshen frowned, and he kept urging everyone to speed up.

When he was about to enter the dead building area, the mirror god who was enclosed in the mirror suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

The shadows of the speeding all stopped in the alley, and they looked forward.

At the exit of the alley, there is the head of an old man.

The gray and white hair was sticking to his face, the old man's eyes were open, and his eyes kept staring at Han Fei in Xu Qin's arms.

When they saw the old man's head, the faces of all the main businesses in Xingfu Community became strange. They were too familiar with that face. They had lived in the same community as the owner of that face for almost ten years!

"Fu Sheng?" Xu Qin's blood-smeared lips opened slightly, and she whispered a name.

It's worth noting that she didn't call the other party's head of the building anymore, because in the eyes of all the residents of the happy community, only Han Fei is now qualified to be the head of the building.

The eyelids blinked hard, the old man was extremely weak, and his eyes made people feel very pitiful.

"Do you know him?" Haha broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the old man's head. He knew that Butterfly, in order to prevent the resurrection of the dead building manager, had torn the other party into countless pieces and suppressed them into different idols. The head of the old man is made up of the consciousness in those idols.

"Don't be attracted by him! Pay attention to what's behind you!" After seeing the old man, Jingshen was completely different, nervous and sensitive. He seemed to know some things that Fu Sheng had experienced in the past, so he had a congenital fear of Fu Sheng. .

Hearing the reminder of the Mirror God, everyone realized that the alley behind them had been completely covered with curses, all the light had been swallowed up, and in the deep darkness stood a bloody figure.

He has no substance and is ethereal, as if it is just a soul-calling song in the world. As long as someone sings this song in the dark night, he will never dissipate.

The faint singing sounded in everyone's ears. The source of the singing did not come from behind, but from inside Han Fei's clothes.

Xu Qin lifted Han Fei's coat, and a dilapidated music box fell to the ground. The words engraved on the box pierced into everyone's eyes like the tip of a knife.

"The music box in the black coffin? How did the head of the building bring this thing out?"

"The obsession with singing is hidden in the music box, and the soul-calling songs it plays contain an indescribable aura. Han Fei carried this thing with him in order to act more like it." Jing Shen stared at the head not far away , He understood in an instant, all this seemed to be planned by Fu Sheng.

Leave behind your broken shrine and singing music box, and take refuge in Ancestral Street.

As long as Han Fei wants to occupy the shrine greedily, or as long as he gets close to the shrine, everything behind him will be triggered.

If he wants to build a shrine, he must be remembered by more people. He knows that Han Fei will definitely leave the dead building area after building the shrine. Even if Han Fei is unwilling to leave, he will be forced to leave by something.

And the map that Han Fei has was left by him in the happy community, so Han Fei will most likely pass this little-known "shortcut" from here.

Just escaping from the hands of hatred, and as a result, they encountered the indescribable singing voice, and everyone felt uneasy. They did not know how much strength the singing voice had recovered.

"The manager of the dead building is me, the manager of the happy community is still me, and all the shrines in that area are left by me. Although I am dead, my memory is still engraved in your hearts." The old man opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was almost blown away by the night wind.

What used to be unspeakable, now only an old, wrinkled head remains.

"You used to want to kill everyone." Mirror God looked at the head in the distance and said word by word.

The old man's head did not refute, he raised his eyes weakly and looked at Han Fei: "Give him to me, you can't save him, his soul has festered and damaged, even if it can be restored in the deep world, it is no longer the original Himself."

"The ability of a living person to use the power granted by the shrine will consume the soul and will. You knew this from the beginning! You deliberately let him inherit the shrine!" The mirror god was separated from the mirror, and his eyes were only indifferent when he looked at the old man. Fu Sheng has never trusted anyone, he is a kind person in a sense, but the Mirror God doesn't like him.

"I didn't force him to make any choices, all the paths were chosen by him, including the beginning..." The old man's head spoke in a lower and lower voice: "I know you want to protect him, but now only I can save him, your only option is to give him to me."

That head had no intention of fighting against everyone, and he avoided this option from the very beginning.

No matter how the old man persuaded, everyone in the happy community had no intention of handing over Han Fei. Seeing that everyone was so firm around Han Fei, the old man's eyes became a little complicated.

"I and you

Some of us have known each other for almost ten years. Could it be that ten years of getting along day and night can’t compare to these few months? "

The singing cut off the back road, the old man's head blocked the front road, and the atmosphere in this unknown alley was solemn.

"Well, I think I already know the answer, maybe I chose the wrong path at the beginning." The old man forced a wry smile on his face: "You should have discovered that he is a living person, and his skin has The temperature, his heart has been beating vigorously, he is different from you, no matter how deep the bond and nostalgia can change this fact."

The old man paused, and after hesitating for a moment, he decided to say the following: "He and I actually came from the place where the sun rose. We were fortunate enough to see the appearance of hope, so we cherished everything there even more. I The decision to kill everyone was made for that last hope. His soul is not yet complete, and maybe he will make the same decision as me in the future."

"At least for now, he is not the same person as you." Jingshen said coldly: "I don't know how many pieces your memory has broken into, but if you dare to destroy our last hope, then we will definitely It will destroy all your memory fragments!"

"Did he also promise to help you find a substitute? Why did I promise you back then, but now you don't believe me, but him?" The old man's head represents another fragment of Fu Sheng's memory, his character, temperament Not exactly the same as the previous memory fragments.

"You must have an impression of Ying Yue, who lives on the eighth floor. You clearly have the ability to help her, but you refuse on the grounds that you can't use the soul to harm the living." Jing Shen saw Ying Yue next to him, the blind girl who lost her eyes Standing right in front of Xu Qin, the little girl kept protecting Han Fei.

"Killing the living with souls and dyeing their hands with blood, what's the difference between such a person and the malicious ghosts in the deep world?" The old man has his own rules. He tried everything to change the deep world, but in the end he found out , he did everything just so that he was not changed by the deep world.

"Then you can continue to be your person!" The mirror god slapped the mirror, and cracks appeared on the mirror, which could tell his anger, but he couldn't leave the mirror.

The negotiation broke down, and the old man seemed to have expected this long ago. He looked at Han Fei, who was being protected by the owners, with a hint of worry and a hint of deep envy in his eyes.

"I won't do anything to you, and I can assure you that I will never hurt him." The old man's tone slowed down: "I sent him here, and I gave him my shrine. He is the My last hope, how could I possibly harm him?"

"The injury to his soul and consciousness will get heavier and heavier. Have you noticed that his body temperature is decreasing? If you drag it on, he will be left here forever and become a ghost like you." The old man's cloudy eyes Looking at everyone: "You don't want your last hope to be destroyed, right? You don't want to see Han Fei fall into the same despair as you, right?"

The living people can't bear the power given by the shrine, and the owners of the happy community and the dead building don't know how to treat Han Fei. Now there is only one way in front of them, and that is to trust Fu Sheng's memory fragments.

These were planned by Fu Sheng, and a small piece of his memory could set up a perfect game. From this, it can be seen how terrifying the complete Fu Sheng was back then.

But even such a person still fails in the end.

Seeing that Han Fei's body temperature continued to drop, and the flower of the soul began to wither, everyone could only choose to trust Fu Sheng.

"I won't do anything to him, I just want him to make a choice." The old man motioned for Xu Qin to carry Han Fei into an old house next to him, and then he told everyone to leave the room.

In the empty room, only the head of the old man and the unconscious Han Fei were left.

"Actually, I can't tell them a lot of things. If there are other options, if there are other hopes, who would be willing to be a madman who destroys the world?"

The old man looked at the unconscious Han Fei, his head touched the back of Han Fei's head.

When Fu Sheng's memory fragment touched Han Fei, it began to gradually become illusory. He was using his own consciousness to make up for the gap in Han Fei's soul.

"Whatever your choice is this time, I hope you can succeed, and now I can help you, but when you go further, you may have to face the real darkness."

As the old man's head began to dissipate, Han Fei, who was in a coma, opened his eyes, but he was still in a state of unconsciousness, just like when he finished his managerial task for the first time, he was confused and could only make decisions based on instinct.

"Okay, you can start your second choice!"

There was a black box hidden in Han Fei's body. At this time, the black box was exposed in the gap of consciousness. After Fu Sheng called it out, he looked at Han Fei expectantly.

The black box symbolizes destruction on one side and redemption on the other. If you keep opening the box, you will be able to see what is hidden inside the box!

The black box represents all the secrets and hides all the truth. Fu Sheng never knew what was in the box.

Completely unconscious, Han Fei raised his arm. He has experienced various life and death crises in the deep world. It has been a long time since he became the head of the building. Now he is accustomed to the deep world and has a better understanding of this world.

His left hand rested on the edge of the black box, and then Han Fei's right hand grabbed the other side of the box. He opened up redemption and destruction at the same time as before.

Inside the opened black box is another black box, without any changes.

Change, Han Fei can't touch the core at all.

However, when the outer box was opened, a sense of death and a sense of vitality intertwined, pouring into Han Fei's consciousness and soul. Much stronger.

"After seeing so many cruel and crazy things, and experiencing the abuse and torture of living people by butterflies, why would you still make such a choice?"

There was some disappointment in the old man's words, he sighed softly, but at the last moment when his head dissipated, he still sent his blessing to Han Fei: "The road you chose is extremely difficult, I hope you can go farther than me. The place."

Fu Sheng's second memory fragment completely dissipated, and he used all his power to restore Han Fei's consciousness.

When Han Fei regained his senses, the old man's head disappeared, and everything was the same as when he was on the ninth floor of Xingfu Community.

Sitting up from the bed, Han Fei could clearly feel that his consciousness became stronger, and his mind became so vast that he directly covered the Scarlet Orphanage.

"Player number 0000, please pay attention! The unspeakable singing reduces your hatred value by five, and the hatred value is now 95! When the hatred value is zero, you will have the opportunity to increase its friendliness."

"Attention number 0000 players! You have completely dominated your shrine, and you can consume HP to force the Soul Mist in your soul to appear, consuming 1 HP every second!"

"Attention number 0000 players! Congratulations on your first unspeakable blessing! Brain power is permanently increased by one! Randomly remove a negative state!"

The long-lost system prompt sounded in his ears, and Han Fei recovered from his trance: "Fu Sheng's memory fragment just appeared?"

He pushed open the door, the singing had disappeared, and only the neighbors of the happy community were left outside.