My Iyashikei Game

"Stop him! Han Fei!" Li Guoer couldn't care anymore, she shouted loudly to wake Han Fei.

At zero o'clock, the ghost will burst into full strength. Li Guoer wouldn't be afraid if it was just like that. The problem is that in this confined space, in addition to the mutation of the driver who is suspected to be a ghost, his closest teammates also Start going crazy!

Han Fei's body trembled violently, his eyes bulged out, and his blood vessels were bulging, looking more frightening than the mad driver.

The driver seems to be just stimulated and mentally abnormal. Han Fei's side looks more like he is directly possessed by a high-level devil, as if he is going to destroy everything around him.

The electronic clock in the car stopped moving, and the time was fixed at 0:01. This time seemed to have some special meaning.

It seems that at this moment, the whole world will enter a time that belongs to "ghosts", and only those who are affected by ghosts, or those who stay around ghosts, will enter this time and spend this extremely long moment.

"I'm going to the blue and white cram school, there is a sea of ​​flowers there, I'm going to pick up my child!" The driver's hands seemed to be welded to the steering wheel, and Li Guoer was a little worried that the other party would pull out the steering wheel directly.

Through the car window, Li Guoer saw the two men who were perverted at the same time, because the shock caused by the two was so violent that she even ignored some kind of change that was taking place in the vehicle itself.

The small lights on the roof began to flicker, the lights seemed to be hallucinatory, and some small moths appeared.

The moths have strange patterns on their bodies, like the ashes and black smoke rising from the fire scene.

Those moths also don't know where they came from, and their numbers are increasing.

The newly replaced roof was also cracked, with strands of hair hanging down from the crevices.

The seat cushion became sticky and wet, and sitting on it, it seemed that the pants would be stained with blood, and the body would continue to sag.

Li Guo'er nervously took out the modified electric shocker, but this thing couldn't deal with all kinds of weirdness in the car at all.

The calf shook, and Li Guoer suddenly felt something rubbing against her calf, as if a mouse was running around in the car.

Li Guoer was not too afraid of mice, she held the wolf-proof device and smashed it towards her calf, but when she lowered her head, she realized that it was not a mouse at all, but a hand sticking out from under the back seat!

There is a "person" with a broken body crawling out!

With the castration unabated, Li Guoer turned on the electric shock to the maximum, and a dangerous and bright electric arc flashed past and stabbed into the man's arm.

If a normal person was electrocuted like this, it would be trivial to fall into a coma, and he might even be electrocuted directly, but that arm was not affected at all and grabbed Li Guoer's calf directly.

An unimaginable force came, Li Guoer was dragged off the seat by the hand, and her head bumped against the back of the front seat of the taxi.

His eyes moved, Li Guoer and the head under the back seat were facing each other, the blood-filled face was completely distorted, and his eyes were full of hatred and jealousy for the living. He seemed to want to smash Li Guoer's bones into pieces, Li Guoer also dragged her under the base of the taxi, so that she would never be born.

"Han Fei! Kill them with that knife!"

Electric shocks are useless to ghosts, Li Guoer tried his best to wake Han Fei, but it seemed that only the items left by ghosts could deal with ghosts.

At this time, Han Fei had also regained his sanity, and he took out the sharp knife called companionship with his backhand.

After a small hole in the black cloth of memory was torn open, Han Fei's inner fear of everything weakened a lot, and he threw the knife at the monitor in the car.

"Fuck! What time is it, why are you still monitoring monitoring!" Li Guo'er let out a scream from the sound of dislocated bones from her calf.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to my career." After Han Fei destroyed the surveillance camera, he smashed the walkie-talkie in the taxi and put the sharp knife on the driver's neck: "Stop now!"

"I have to pick up my child. If it's later, something very bad may happen! I have to do it as soon as possible!" The driver turned to look at Han Fei, his facial features became less and less human, even more A humanoid monster.

Han Fei knew that it was difficult to reason with Mozheng's people, so he pressed his knife down.

The driver's neck was bleeding. The driver was so sick that he was still alive. He was a living person.

He seemed to be in some form of a walking dead, dominated by something, completely lost himself, and his soul became an evil obsession.

Seeing that the driver's neck was about to be cut open, neither the driver nor Han Fei's expressions changed.

The driver completely ignored the pain, only madness in his eyes.

Han Fei's performance made him feel scared. Killing a person didn't seem to be a difficult thing for him to accept. What's worse, he felt that he had definitely done something similar before, even more terrifying than this. Excessive thing.

When the sharp knife cut through the skin and blood flowed out, he felt the familiarity that he had not seen for a long time.

Li Guoer's screams came from the back seat, and the driver drove the car, accelerating continuously, as if he was about to hit a building directly in front of him.

In this case, Han Fei instinctively made another choice.

As the blade crossed, he decided to accompany the driver's soul forever.

Blood splashed on the car window, and when the driver's vitality in the body continued to disappear, the frightening expression on his face finally gradually subsided, and it seemed that he finally returned to his original appearance at this time.

"I want

I went to the blue and white cram school, my child was planted in a blue and white secret garden, and he was waiting for me to go there among countless flowers..."

With inexplicable words in his mouth, Han Fei had already competed for the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes.

Just after he killed the driver himself, he heard the voice again in his mind: "Number zero..."

The voice behind him could not be heard clearly, and Han Fei was now slowly aware of the pattern. It seemed that every time he completed something or made a choice, the voice would appear.

"I've killed something before, but I don't feel guilty at all. Is this because of my perverted and twisted personality in the past? Or is it because I have a clear conscience and only kill people who deserve to be killed?"

The memory was touched, and Han Fei clenched the knife in his hand: "Yes, my knife seems to only kill those bad people whose hands are stained with blood."

Before the vehicle stopped, Han Fei unlocked the taxi's door and jumped out of the car.

The only companion left decisively, and Li Guoer's heart fell to the bottom at that moment.

"Bang!"

The blade smashed into the car window, and countless black moths were disturbed, flying around, and sprinkled powder with a burnt smell.

Han Fei pulled open the rear door. He didn't say a word. He jumped at the head hiding under the base, and chopped off his pale arm with a knife.

"catch me!"

Han Fei reached out to Li Guoer, and Li Guoer, who had just been grabbed by the ghost, looked at Han Fei, a little dazed.

In her impression, there seems to be a person who rushed to her so desperately and saved her.

It was so similar that the two figures almost overlapped.

When Han Fei rescued Li Guoer, he threw himself into the car. He frantically chopped at the "ghost" hidden under the seat with a sharp knife.

"Be careful with the roof!" Li Guo'er fell to the ground, she didn't cry out in pain, she got up and came to help immediately. The two seemed to be colleagues in the workplace for many years, and they cooperated quite tacitly.

The black hair on the top of the head fell down, and faces appeared on the new layer of skin on the vehicle, which seemed to absorb the blood flowing from the driver.

Han Fei did his best to deal with the ghost in the car, and Li Guoer saw the opportunity to drag the driver's body out.

Li Guoer's idea was very good, but there was a problem during the execution. The driver's legs were stuck in the main driver's seat, and his lower body seemed to have grown with the vehicle.

"Broken!" Li Guo'er found that veins like blood vessels slowly appeared on the inner wall of the vehicle. This ghost car, which had killed many people, seemed to be completely alienated.

Reaching her hand into her bag, Li Guoer took out her own knife. Without any hesitation, she slashed at the driver's legs.

Her knives couldn't hurt the "ghost", but there was no problem in dismembering the corpse.

Silent tacit understanding, bloody cooperation, in the face of death, Han Fei and Li Guoer are doing their best to achieve the best ending.

Blood flowed down the frame, and that sweet face made people feel scared and intimidated.

It only took more than ten seconds for Li Guoer to successfully drag the driver's body out of the car. His legs and the countless tiny blood vessels sticking to the taxi were torn off, and the faces on the roof shouted angrily. , but it is no longer useful.

Han Fei in the back seat also successfully chopped off the head after a fierce fight, and the strange taxi slowly returned to normal.

Panting heavily, Han Fei slumped on the back seat. He looked at the dense knife marks in the car, and now he felt a little scared.

"It's not the time to rest yet, let's leave as soon as possible." Li Guo'er, whose face was covered in blood, stood up with a knife, her tone was cold, and she looked more like a serial killer than Han Fei.

"Why did we leave, we finally got a car of our own." Han Fei patted the cushion: "A second-hand hearse."

"You dare to do a haunted car?" Li Guo'er frowned: "What if the same thing happened again? It's too dangerous!"

"Clown Ghost No. 11 said that he was willing to help me because I had completed one of his doubts before. That is to say, as long as we complete the regrets of some ghosts, those ghosts may also be our help." Han Fei sat up holding the knife: "I'm not sure who our real enemy is. To be on the safe side, we treat all of them as enemies and try to kill everyone including the park and the game organizer."

"But it's hard to do it on our own, so we need to borrow."

"Most game participants don't deal with us very well, so we can only focus on other 'people'."

"Since Paradise wants us to catch ghosts, it means that they more or less feel that ghosts are their trouble. Maybe we can join forces with these ghosts to weaken Paradise's strength."

In a messy black suit, Han Fei sat in the back row holding a knife. He had just killed a ghost, and he was exuding an indescribable aura.

Li Guo'er stared at Han Fei and wiped the blood from her cheeks. She seemed to think that she was too cruel. She turned her head and looked to the side: "Then what are you going to do? Can you communicate with ghosts?"

"Step by step, this hearse is a good start. Let's get to know those who have died in vain, and then we can find out what their problems are." Han Fei doesn't know why, he always feels that he is very in this regard. has experience.

"Sounds a bit crazy." Li Guoer wanted to reject Han Fei, but the words turned into: "Then give it a try, there is information about the driver written in the newspaper in the back seat."

Li Guoer turned to dispose of the driver's body, and Han Fei carefully examined

After checking the taxi, he remembered the information in the newspaper, and then found the driver's mobile phone and a large number of notes left by him in the main driver's seat.

The driver's child died in a man-made fire. He couldn't accept the fact that his child died, and he went crazy.

When he opened his mobile phone, he could see that the driver's circle of friends and chat records were full of various evil gods and ghosts, and he often forwarded some strange words.

About a few weeks ago, a stranger whose profile picture was pure black added the driver's friend. The stranger told the driver a lot of rituals to bring the dead back to life, to borrow their life, and to extend their lives. It was also from that time that the driver took a step forward. Step began to become the devil's puppet.

"The real murderer should be this person who killed the passengers."

Click on that person's profile, the other person's name is a row of question marks, and there is only one sentence in the introduction - who are you?

It felt as if he knew that Han Fei would see this sentence.

"No clue." Han Fei stared at the man's black head, as if staring into the black abyss. No one knew what was hidden in the deeper darkness.

"The other party should not know what the driver was killed. I can hold the driver's mobile phone and wait for the other party's news, or pretend to be the driver to do something."

Continuing to read the chat record between the driver and the black avatar, Han Fei also knew where the driver held the ceremony, and the bodies of passersby seemed to be hidden there.

"Looks like I'm going to be busy tonight."

Han Fei put away his mobile phone and those materials, and got out of the car to help Li Guoer hide the body together.

"After we appease the souls in the taxi, we can have a car of our own." Han Fei was very happy. This vehicle that can drive in the dark is very important.

"When your hands are full of blood, don't speak in such a happy tone. This is not an urban romance melodrama." Li Guo'er rolled her eyes at Han Fei, and the two worked together to clean up the blood and bury the body.

"That's it, go to the Perfect Life B\u0026B to remind those game participants, and by the way, we need medicine and corpse tools, and then come back." They didn't waste too much time. car.

"This car is really awkward to drive." Li Guoer threw the driver's legs under the co-pilot and drove the car into the night.