My Iyashikei Game

All kinds of strange floats passed by on the fixed track. Those terrifying and strange vehicles seemed to be loaded with nightmares, rushing to the sun under the torrent of fate, and finally disappeared from Han Fei's field of vision.

With the blessing of technology and various props, this grand parade shocked Han Fei.

"Each float has been carefully designed, and it seems to represent the memories of Fu Sheng and Fu Tian. Now that Fu Sheng has been forgotten by the world, only these floats are left in the paradise, repeating the past over and over again. "

Han Fei, who knew part of the truth, could see the things behind the floats. For example, there was a float with the faces of thirty-one children hanging on it. The float was made into the shape of a black house. It should represent the thirty-one children of the orphanage. There is also an actor wearing a mentor's coat and a black mask on this float. He sings an opera written by an ancient philosopher, and stretches out his hand to stroke the human head balloon. The role is either Fu Sheng or Fu Tian.

There is also a float arranged like a mourning hall. A blank photo is placed in the center. In front of the photo are three actors, two men and one woman. The eldest brother is wearing pure black clothes, the second sister is wearing a blood-red coat, and only the younger brother is the most normal.

The old lady said that these floats were designed by Fu Tian, ​​but now that Fu Tian is dead, the only person in the world who can really understand the inner meaning of these floats is Han Fei.

"The world has changed, and I don't know how many times I can watch this parade." The old lady held the railing, her cloudy eyes were full of complicated emotions: "After Fu Tian passed away, his children and major shareholders took over the company. , this park that can't make ends meet is likely to be shut down, and the parade that runs through the streets day after day, rain or shine, may also be disbanded."

"That's really a pity. Fu Tian must have put a lot of effort into designing this paradise."

"Unfortunately, I can't talk about it. He rebuilt this paradise just to wait for one person. If he really waits for that person, the mission of this paradise is complete." The old lady's eyes contained complex emotions. Moved from the parade to Han Fei: "Does Fu Sheng really exist? Can you tell me what kind of person he is?"

"Yes, I should be the only person in the world who still remembers him. This paradise was built for him, and Eternal Life Pharmaceutical once belonged to him." Han Fei thought for a while: "I don't agree with many of his practices, and I don't think he's a perfect person, but I have to say he protected you."

"It seems that in my life... such a person did exist." The old lady looked back at the distant parade: "I had already forgotten about it, but I had a dream the night before last night, a very strange Dream, in that dream my mother didn't die, all the despair I experienced was changed, I was still old, but happy. That dream was very real, as if it had really happened."

"Dream?" The night before yesterday happened to be Han Fei's succession to the shrine. Back then, Wang Ping'an seemed to have a similar dream after he completed the task of inheriting the shrine. He felt that the deep world was still connected to the deepest secrets of the dream.

Han Fei asked uncertainly, "You met Fu Sheng in a dream?"

"Not only the Fu Sheng you mentioned, but also Fu Tian, ​​and...you."

The sun slowly rose, and the sun engulfed the strange parade of floats. All the "nightmares" disappeared under the light, and only the railroad track remained fixed on the ground.

The parade dispersed, and several staff members, including Tao Tao, came towards Han and Fei.

"Mr. Han, I'm sorry, we just received the above notification that the park will be completely closed from today, and this place will be completely closed."

"I also hope that you, Han Fei, can cooperate with our work."

"Excuse me, please come here."

Several staff separated Han Fei from the old man, and when they were about to take Han Fei away, the old lady standing by the railing spoke again.

She pointed to the rails on the ground and said something very strange to Han Fei.

"This paradise was designed by Fu Tian. He named everything in the paradise, such as the rails that transport the floats. It is fixed on the ground and no one can change it. Its name is destiny."

Han Fei frowned slightly. He wanted to chat with the old man for a while, but after the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the distance.

The sun completely covered the park, Han Fei was kicked out by the staff, and the old man sat on the bench in the center of the park, watching everything silently.

After Han Fei left the park, the old lady looked at the two health bracelets on her wrist.

The latest one is the monitoring bracelet that Yongsheng Pharmaceutical has equipped for new drug testers, and the other one looks worn out. It seems to be the first-generation health bracelet more than ten years ago. This thing seems to have a special meaning to the old lady. So even though the bracelet had been eliminated, she didn't take it off and kept wearing it no matter what.

"Fu Sheng, Fu Tian..."

The old man lightly touched the worn-out first-generation bracelet, and the bracelet that was about to be scrapped lit up. After entering a series of complicated symbols, the two pieces of information retained in the bracelet appeared in front of the old man.

The sender Fu Tian - the moment when the memories meet, the fixed fate will fluctuate, and the paradise will wait for the person who should appear. After I die, please remember to kill that person no matter what. He is the world's despair, the natural enemy of all virtual immortal consciousness, and he will become the greatest disaster in the world, bringing irreversible terror and misfortune. kill him! Destroy him all!

sender? ? ? ——Maybe no one remembers me at this moment

, but fortunately, Paradise should have waited for the person who should appear. He is the answer to everything, I hope you can help him, do your best to help him, so that he can go farther than me, to places I have never set foot on.

Two text messages, one was an entrustment from the old lady's closest friend, Fu Tian, ​​before she died, and the other was sent by an unknown stranger. The two messages expressed completely opposite meanings.

"I'm really not sure there is another person, but I clearly remember that Fu Tian didn't put the bracelet on for me."

The old lady watched for a long time without making a decision. Her hand gently stroked the bracelet, and everything returned to its original state.

...

Han Fei didn't expect that he would meet Du Jing's daughter in the paradise, and he didn't expect that the other party was still dreaming of him in a dream, which made him feel very strange.

"Is the deep world and the depths of people's dreams connected to each other? Wang Ping'an seems to have dreamed of me too. Back then, the butterfly left the deep world through nightmares. Where is this deep world?"

"Perfect Life" uploads people's consciousness, and the ultimate pursuit is the immortality of thinking. A large part of the reason why Deep Space Technology and Eternal Life Pharma were able to develop "Perfect Life" is that Fu Sheng has a black box and has entered the deep world.

"Exploring the deep world can be put aside for a while, and then I will do my best to win the paradise and connect the paradise, the plastic surgery hospital and the death building."

Han Fei hadn't traveled further. He had opened the map given to him by the system. The area he had explored was only a small part of the entire deep world.

Turning his head and finally looking at the park, Han Fei was even more surprised to find that there was a clown standing on the fence of the park.

The clown wore a brightly colored coat with exaggerated makeup, his lips were painted red, and he grinned at Han Fei smiling.

"It's him again?"

Han Fei rushed towards the fence, but when he ran there, the clown disappeared, and there was only a human-face balloon left on the fence.

He took off the balloon, a red cross was drawn on the face pattern, and a number "11" was attached to the other side of the balloon.

"This clown is a child in an orphanage? His number is '11'?"

Before Han Fei was sure of his thoughts, the balloon exploded suddenly, the red powder in the balloon was scattered everywhere, and a small note fell out.

"The person who killed you always wants to kill you. Even if you don't die, he will kill you again and again, hee hee."

The text on the note was cut from different places, and it was impossible to tell what was from the handwriting.

"Anyone trying to kill me?"

Han Fei put away the note, did not enter the park again, and left by car.

Back in the old city, Han Fei found that the community he lived in was surrounded by reporters and he realized how popular he was now.

"The live broadcast last night gained a lot of fans for me. As my influence grows, my voice can be heard by more and more people." Han Fei has been silently accumulating strength, waiting until a certain day , the fame and trust he has accumulated will also become his greatest help.

Logging in to his social platform account, Han Fei saw private messages in units of 10,000, and he couldn't reply without a team.

A total of seven actors participated in the live broadcast last night. No one has issued a statement. Only Tang Yi has publicly stated that this is actually a script and everything is arranged.

Of course netizens didn't believe it, but the parties all chose to shut up, and it was difficult for everyone to dig out something.

Han Fei is not going to go online and fight fire. He has always been honest and only does what he should do.

After checking his personal bank account, Tang Yi not only called Han Fei the payment in advance, but also gave Han Fei an additional "live broadcast share" last night.

Han Fei was a little surprised by the seven-digit one-time share. He didn't expect to make so much money before.

"How much Yin virtue can this be converted into?"

After retaining part of it, Han Fei contacted the Xinhu police in the car, and planned to donate this large sum of money to those who really need help through the Xinhu police.

Li Xue, who got on Han Fei's phone, was stunned when she heard Han Fei's request. She was surprised by Han Fei's ability to make money, and even more surprised by Han Fei's choice.

Now Han Fei has an outrageous reputation with the Xinhu police. Almost anyone who has heard of his deeds will give him a thumbs up. They never thought there would be such a person in the world.

Han Fei naturally wouldn't tell the other party that he was doing it for the sake of yin and virtue. He emphasized that he wanted to help more people because he was touched after having in-depth contact with the families of the victims.

The taxi did not drive into the community, but drove directly to the Xinhu Branch. Through repeated cooperation and continuous in-depth understanding, the relationship between Han Fei and the Xinhu police became better and better. They felt that Han Fei was a man. A good guy in the true sense of the word, it's almost impossible for such a person to be a super criminal.