My Iyashikei Game

A van was driving through the heavy rain, and the male waiter who had a relationship with Han Fei sat in the main driver's seat. He drove the car carefully, and occasionally glanced at Han Fei secretly through the rearview mirror.

Having been on the road for more than ten years, the male waiter has seen all kinds of people, but he has never seen someone as special as Han Fei.

When putting on the uniform of the clerk, he looked knowledgeable and polite; when he put on Brother Snake's coat, he looked vicious and vicious, especially the ghost pattern on his body, which was suffocating just by looking at it.

"Drive your car well."

Han Fei was closing his eyes as he tapped the window frame with his fingers.

"Okay, okay." The waiter briefly looked back, but he still couldn't help looking at the rearview mirror.

There were several gangsters sitting in the van. Except for the old lady in the co-pilot, the car was full of ruthless people on the road. Fighting and fighting were commonplace. On weekdays, no one obeyed anyone, but since Han Fei got on the bus, everyone He became very honest, and if he didn't know, he thought that a certain company was organizing a team building.

The atmosphere in the car was a little dignified, and no one dared to speak. Han Fei really enjoyed the atmosphere. If everyone in the car was afraid of society, if they didn't disturb each other, they would be very comfortable.

Half an hour later, the van drove to Shaheyuan. They turned off the lights in the car and slowly approached the residential area.

The Shaheyuan in the middle of the night no longer looks clean and tidy, and there is a strangeness everywhere. It is more like a huge cemetery than a rich area.

"Do you need us to be with you?"

"Need not."

The male waiter was very positive, but Han Fei directly rejected him: "You stay here to meet me, don't get too far from the old man, and don't get off the bus casually."

Putting on the black raincoat, Han Fei entered the Shaheyuan with the package.

The gate was guarded by security guards during the day, but at night it was pitch black, with no one alive.

Walking forward, Han Fei found that there was a blood-red eyeball hidden in all the surveillance cameras near the community. As long as he found something moving, the eyeball would stare at each other.

"The design is quite user-friendly."

With his extraordinary memory, Han Fei had memorized all the monitored locations before, and with the help of the rainstorm, he easily sneaked into the community.

"All buildings seem to have life, and the underground water veins are their blood vessels, connecting them into a whole."

As soon as he entered Shaheyuan, there was a strange noise from Han Fei's wishing jar, and the deceased was roaring in a low voice, as if he was about to be unable to suppress the resentment in his heart.

"Just bear with it, and soon I will let you release all your grievances."

The owner of the mall is still a respected philanthropist and entrepreneur, and he has the protection of a shrine, which is his golden body.

At that time, it will be the shop owner's turn to repay the debt.

When Han Fei came to the No. 9 area, the corridor door opened by itself, as if it had been waiting for Han Fei.

Entering the corridor, there was an old man squatting on the dark steps. His face was pale and looked a little scary.

"Master, I have already helped you find what you want." Not only was Han Fei not afraid at this time, but he was also a little proud.

He took out the cloth bag from under the raincoat, and found the reunion photo of the old man's family.

Seeing the photo, the old man's face was full of surprise: "The only way to take the photo is to go into the well. That well contains countless hatred and hatred. As long as you touch the water, you will be dragged into it. How did you do it? of?"

"It's really very dangerous." The chef's figure flashed in Han Fei's mind: "I think I have someone to help me."

"Your Excellency?" The old man nodded thoughtfully: "I thought you were just trying to find an excuse to get out, but I didn't expect you to bring back the photo."

"What I promised, I will definitely do it." Han Fei handed the photo to the old man, but the other party didn't reach out to take it.

"This photo is very important to my family, I will thank you very much." The old man motioned for Han Fei to follow him, and they entered Room 19 together.

The sound of cooking and cooking was constantly heard in the room, and it sounded very lively, but after entering the room, the purpose of entering the room was a cold and dilapidated living room and a table of rotten and smelly food.

The old man led Han Fei to the bedroom, and they stood by the bed with seven black and white photos in front of them.

Seeing Han Fei entering the house, the portrait in the posthumous photo rolled his eyes and stared at Han Fei silently.

At two o'clock in the morning, Han Fei and a ghost stood in front of a row of portraits. The picture was surprisingly harmonious, and his presence was not abrupt. It could be said that he was perfectly integrated into it.

"You grab the corner of the posthumous photo, and let's put it on the offering table together." The old man seemed to be worried about scaring Han Fei, and gave Han Fei an encouraging look with his eyes full of whites.

"Okay." He did as he said. When Han Fei put the photos on the offering table, all the photos began to fade, and thick resentment poured out from every corner of the room.

The screams, the sound of broken bones, and the sound of blood dripping all rang in Han Fei's ears. He seemed to re-experience the despair of the deceased when the car accident happened.

The world was spinning and I couldn't control my body, but even so, I was still worried about the other family members sitting in the car.

That kind of worry and concern linked all the last photos together. Slowly, one arm stretched out from the last photos, and together they grabbed the family portrait brought by Han Fei.

The roar of pain kept ringing, and the person in the photo seemed to endure

Unimaginable pain can only come out of it.

Their bodies were shredded over and over, but no one let go.

"Of course the family must be together, this is our last wish."

The old man's hand also touched the family portrait, and they entered the group photo together with the yin qi accumulated in the whole room for many years.

There were no figures in the seven posthumous photos on the offering table, and the old man beside Han Fei also disappeared. The temperature of the whole room was slowly rising, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

Looking down at the family photo, the people in the photo are smiling very happily, they seem to be still greeting Han Fei.

"I should be able to get them out of this room now."

Putting away the family photo, Han Fei was going to go to Boss Gu's brother again, but when he entered the room, he found that something was wrong. All the photos in the house were destroyed, and his brother's bedroom was also emptied.

"You're late. When the sun went down last night, the devil surnamed Gu came over."

The old man's voice suddenly appeared, startling Han Fei, he almost pulled out the death knife: "Master, remember to tell me when you come out of the family portrait next time, I'm afraid of accidentally hurting you."

Nodding lightly, the old man continued: "Boss Gu's younger brother knows too many secrets, and he must be shattered and devastated so that he can sleep peacefully. It seems that he must have encountered some trouble recently and was worried that things would be exposed. Will do. But you don't have to sympathize with his brother, and the devil's brother won't be a good man."

There is an old man in the family. If there is a treasure, the old man has a clear mind. The most important thing is that he knows Boss Gu very well. The two used to be best friends.

"Then what are we going to do next?"

"Go to his house and see, I'll open the way for you." The old man's family has been freed, and he is in a very good mood now. If Han Fei wasn't still alive, he would have thought of Han Fei as his family.

The torrential rain poured down, the lightning flashed, and Han Fei walked in the dark night wearing a raincoat, surrounded by buildings that were slowly alienating.

Under the protection of the old man's family, no ghosts came to find Han Fei's trouble, and they went from District 9 to District 1 smoothly.

Even if it rains heavily tonight, there are security guards patrolling in the first district. It may be because the situation is relatively tense. Just two teams of security guards are arranged near the residential area of ​​Boss Gu.

"There are more security guards than usual, but what's the use?" Han Fei put on a beast face mask, but when he was about to kill him, the old man stopped him.

"Don't be impulsive, have you noticed that your boss's house looks like an enlarged shrine?" The old man stopped Han Fei.

"Shrine?"

"Yes, the security guards are only for outsiders to see. If you want to enter your boss's room, you must destroy the shrine. The entire Shaheyuan residential area he built is modeled on wells and shrines. The artificial lake in the center of Shaheyuan represents the Water wells, all the buildings where the rich live represent rows of shelves, and Building No. 1 in District No. 1, which occupies the leading head, symbolizes the shrine.” The old man has lived in Shaheyuan for a long time, and he knows the dirty things that the boss of Gu is doing secretly.

"That guy has such a big hand!"

"Man's greed is unlimited, he is no longer satisfied to exchange luck and money, he wants to become a god himself." The old man's eyes full of white eyes stared at the house in the distance: "There are two ways to enter his room now. , the first is to destroy the main body of the shrine, and the second is to destroy the terrain here, we…”

"Let's jump in from the top of the building." The old man was interrupted by Han Fei before he finished speaking: "I smashed through the top of the shrine in the department store. There should be a loophole at the top of the building."

The old man didn't react for a while, and the shrine symbolizing the gods was lifted up.

"Are you sure?"

"As soon as I put the hammer down, it wears."

Han Fei and the old man approached the building quietly. After knocking down the two security guards, Han Fei stepped on the surveillance camera and climbed to the balcony of Boss Gu's detached villa.

"It's really stylish, he has everything, but he has lost everything."

Without any obstruction, Han Fei pried open the window and entered the house. He looked at the luxurious decoration of the house and was very emotional.

"Don't he feel alone in such a big room, he is alone?"

According to the hint given by the woman in Room 13, Han Fei went all the way down, but there was no problem in the whole room.

"Shouldn't it be?" When he came to the first floor, Han Fei carefully avoided the surveillance in the house, and he looked around: "There are two shrines in the thrift store, the real ones are underground, and the shop owner built them on the ground. Will his house be built with the same logic? The ground is a camouflage, and the ground is where he really lives."

Han Fei is very good at trying to figure out the boss's thoughts, but others figured out the boss's thoughts for promotion and salary increase, but he wanted to send the boss to the underworld for reconstruction.

After searching for a long time, with the help of the old man, Han Fei finally found the secret passage leading to the underground.

Lifting the carpet and opening the shutter, the familiar escalator appeared in front of him, and Han Fei felt as if he had returned to the underground warehouse.

"What a strange smell."

Han Fei took out his mobile phone for lighting, and the moment he turned on the mobile phone, he saw a pair of eyes flashing in the dark.

"Master, do you see what that is?" Han Fei asked in a low voice, but he didn't get a response for a long time, and when he turned his head, he found that the old man had disappeared.

He dared to look around, and the whole underground was arranged into a small paradise, with many children's toys, and a lot of unfinished snacks thrown on the ground.

"The Valley Boss

Why build a children's playground underground? His pervert should not like these things. "

Moving on, the strange smell in the air became stronger and stronger, and Han Fei slowly heard strange sounds, as if someone was eating.

The sound of teeth chewing became clearer and clearer. After Han Fei went around a row of video game machines, he found a large black shadow wriggling in the corner, and the pungent smell was emanating from it.

"What is this stuff?"

He picked up the phone and pointed it at the corner of the wall. Under the cold light, Han Fei saw a strange man with a swollen body, and he was paralyzed on the ground like mud.

His hands and feet were chained to the wall, and all kinds of snacks and meat were thrown around him, and he stuck in that corner, constantly eating food.

Approaching slowly, the monster, who was burying his head in the meat, heard footsteps and raised his head with difficulty.

When Han Fei saw the other's face, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, this monster actually had the same face as Boss Gu!

"Don't kill him, this monster is called conscience, he is the conscience of Boss Gu." The old man appeared again and held Han Fei's hand holding the knife.

"I didn't want to kill him, I just held the knife habitually." Han Fei walked around the monster: "I used to describe bad people as saying that his conscience was eaten by dogs, but this boss Gu's conscience estimates that dogs won't eat it. , too dirty."

"No matter how dirty it is, we have to take him away." The old man tried to touch the chain, but seeing that the ordinary chain contained the power of a shrine, he almost hurt the old man.

"I'll do it." Taking out the death knife, Han Fei cut off the chain, then dragged Boss Gu's conscience aside with one hand: "How do I take this thing away?"

"Don't worry, this underground paradise is not built for conscience, there should be a monster hidden in the paradise." The old man and Han Fei searched the room for a long time, and finally found a loose floor tile.

They moved the floor tiles away, and in a dark, darkened space, they locked a deaf and blind child with no nose and only a mouth on his face.

The boy was scrawny, curled up in the darkness, unresponsive to everything outside.

"I found it." The old man let out a long sigh of relief: "This child is the truth. He was once the flesh and blood of Boss Gu."