My Healing Game

Latest website: Han Fei stayed in the paradise for a long time, until Huang Ying suddenly called him.

The other party used the encrypted number, and Huang Ying would usually use it to contact Han Fei only in emergencies.

After walking out of the paradise, Han Fei answered the phone after confirming that there was no one around: "Brother Huang?"

"There are some problems in the superficial world of "Perfect Life". After some players go offline, their mental state is abnormal." Huang Ying spoke quickly: "The matter is very serious, and I can't explain it clearly on the phone. Come to Wisdom New City Bar."

"Last night, the unspeakable ghost began to affect reality. The medium it chose was "Perfect Life". I already knew about it." Han Fei placed the black key next to him. He still doesn't know the location of the door, but He felt he would be able to find that door someday.

"I think it's better for you to take a look, because this situation is not an exception. All players with abnormal mental states have died in the passage of the paradise. I suspect that now it is the two unspeakable teaming up, one opens the passage, and the other follow-up I will use the passage to do more terrifying things." Huang Ying was a little worried: "There is no new problem with the passage in the paradise, right?"

"The hatred of guarding the passage is about to enter the skyscraper." Han Fei frowned slightly, and he changed his mind: "I'll go to Wisdom New City right away, and you tell me an address."

Two hours later, Han Fei and Huang Ying met in a high-end community in Wisdom New City. They took the elevator to the door of Room 3014 together.

"This resident in the same community as me was the backbone of the business alliance in "Perfect Life". He died in the passageway of the paradise that night." Huang Ying waved towards the camera, waiting for the owner to open the door: "After offline, At first he just had a little headache and then it became more and more abnormal."

After waiting for a few minutes, the door was opened, but no one could see who opened it.

The pungent smell of air freshener wafted from the house, and the living room was a mess, with boards and nails scattered on the floor and furniture that had been moved.

"Mr. Zhang?" Huang Ying walked ahead with his mobile phone, and carefully kicked off the wooden board on the ground: "The ghost exorcist master I found for you is here, are you okay?"

Han Fei glanced behind him, only then did he realize that the exorcist master Huang Ying was talking about was himself.

Slowly entering the living room, Han Fei saw some used adult diapers and a large number of air freshener bottles in the corner.

Creaking sounds suddenly sounded in the bedroom, the closet door was pushed open, a pale arm protruded from it, followed by a shoulder, and finally a bloodless face.

"boss Zhang!"

Huang Ying ran to the bedroom. He dragged Mr. Zhang out of the closet. His stomach was bulging and his pockets were full of various medicines.

"Why did you lock yourself in the cabinet in broad daylight?" Huang Ying pressed Mr. Zhang's still trembling shoulders: "It's okay, the ghost exorcist master is here, and all the problems that bother you will be solved."

After a while, Mr. Zhang returned to normal. He lay on the ground and grabbed Han Fei's arm: "Help me, that thing wants to kill me!"

"Don't worry, just speak slowly." Han Fei squatted next to Mr. Zhang, and he glanced at Mr. Zhang's abnormally bulging stomach.

"I saw it, at first it only appeared at night, and later it also appeared during the day!" Mr. Zhang covered his head, eyes full of horror, he tremblingly grabbed Han Fei: "There is an extra person in my bathroom! As long as I don't turn on the light, it will stand inside! It will also squat on my back and crawl over my head!"

Mr. Zhang pointed to the bathroom. The wooden door had been completely sealed by him with wooden boards, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

"Since when did you first see it?"

"The perfect life game! It was after being killed by a ghost in the nightmare passage that day!" Mr. Zhang took out a handful of pills from his pocket, and he was about to stuff them into his mouth without counting, but was stopped by Huang Ying.

"The ghosts in the passage are all our own people. It should be Meng's will doing something in secret." Han Fei walked to the door of the bathroom. He removed all the wooden boards and opened the door.

There are no ghosts in the luxuriously decorated bathroom. Compared with other rooms, this place is cleaner and tidy.

"No ghosts, I can be sure there are no ghosts here."

"Impossible! Look! It's there! It's hiding in there!" Mr. Zhang covered his head and screamed like a child.

"The ghost in the tunnel won't come out with you. You should be affected by the dream. It draws out the darkest things in your heart." Han Fei grabbed Mr. Zhang and took him to the bathroom door: "You used to be Didn't you do something in the bathroom that you regret? You can only help me if you tell the truth."

Seeing Mr. Zhang struggling and screaming, but not cooperating, Han Fei lifted it and pressed it on the bathroom toilet: "If you don't tell me, I will lock you in the bathroom and not let you out."

Huang Ying, who was next to him, had a wry smile on his face when he saw this scene. He came here to save Han Fei.

Under the threat of Han Fei, Mr. Zhang said: "My sister committed suicide in the bathroom because of the pressure at home. She said she hated everyone in this family. Since then, I have never dared to be alone at night. When I go to the bathroom, I can always hear her voice, and every time I go into the bathroom, I feel like she is standing there trying to strangle me!"

"The fear in your heart was turned into an illusion by the dream." Huang Ying probably understood it.

"It's not necessarily a hallucination. After a while, maybe his sister will really appear." Han Fei's words frightened Mr. Zhang and Huang Ying: "No one can say clearly what a ghost is. They died. They exist, and they are always in people's minds, from the deep to the shallow, to everyone's dreams."

Han Fei had entered Fu Sheng's paradise shrine, and knew that the first generation of ghosts appeared because people's negative emotions continued to accumulate.

If everyone in Xinhu is like Mr. Zhang, then sooner or later a more terrifying ghost will come, and the tragedy of the past will repeat itself again.

"The master of the garden coordinates the reality and the deep world, and the consciousness of the dream is laid out in advance. There have already been two unspeakable hands, and secretly I don't know how many unspeakables will participate."

There were some things that made Han Fei's scalp tingle just thinking about them. Xinhu had unknowingly become the center of the storm, and the vortex that devoured everything was still expanding.

"The best way to get over your fear is to face it, but that's too hard for most people."

Han Fei let go of Mr. Zhang's hand. Mr. Zhang, who usually wears a suit and leather shoes, crawled out of the bathroom. He didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"Is there nothing you can do?" Huang Ying turned on his phone: "This is the list compiled by the Inevitable Truth Mutual Aid Association. There are not many extreme cases like Mr. Zhang, but the number of people with unstable mental states has increased sharply. There is another point It's strange that those players with mental abnormalities are mainly concentrated in Xinhu."

"Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals and Deep Space Technology are in Xinhu, the closer they are to the brain, the more likely problems will occur?"

"I'm not sure either." Huang Ying frowned, he had never encountered such a difficult thing. He always felt that there was still a lot of time before, but he didn't expect the disaster to come so quickly.

"There are people inside Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and Deep Space Technology who are cooperating with the three major criminal organizations, and they are even unspeakably hidden in their companies. We have too many enemies now." There are conflicts between Han Fei and the two technology giants, but he also "Perfect Life" must be preserved. That piece of spiritual paradise is not only Fu Sheng's entire effort, but also the key to neutralizing the despair in the deep world.

"Then what shall we do next?" Huang Ying restrained Mr. Zhang.

"In the game, you call on the players to unite and protect their homes, and don't be taken advantage of by those ghosts." Han Fei continued after a moment of silence: "Give up the fantasy, and prepare for the integration of the deep world and the shallow world."

"Has the situation gotten that bad?"

"We have to prepare for the worst." Han Fei needs to return to the deep world as soon as possible. He wants to inform the hatred in the building and guard the passage: "The more we delay, the more people will be affected by the deep world. , the next few nights will decide a lot."

"Ghosts from the deep world... will they really come out?" Huang Ying had never experienced Fu Sheng's memory shrine, so he couldn't imagine the horror there.

"Let me tell you this, the desperation created by people keeps accumulating, and now they can easily bury themselves." Han Fei is not a pessimist, he is just stating the facts: "Don't waste any more time, every next one Do your best tonight."

"Understood." Huang Ying nodded. He called the emergency number and asked the doctor to take Mr. Zhang away.

"For Xinhu's affairs, you can contact the police directly. I may have to stay in the dark for a while." Han Fei was about to leave, but he stopped suddenly when he reached the door: "By the way, pay attention to Liuli Mao And other players I have saved, they are the future fire, be careful not to let them go out early."

"They are seen by everyone during the live broadcast on the whole network. They are indeed easy targets for criminal organizations. I will pay attention."

After chatting with Huang Ying, Han Fei entered the supermarket in Smart City and bought various supplies to prepare for the next week.

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As the sky darkened, the virtual idol Caibao returned to the community with the newly purchased cat litter and cat food. On the Internet, she was carefree and enthusiastic, but in reality she was socially introverted and rarely greeted her neighbors.

"Strange, it's so quiet in the community today?"

Dark clouds slowly gathered over Xinhu, fine raindrops fell on her arms, Cai Bao slowly opened her eyes wide, and she reached out to touch the rain: "Why is this rain black?"

Raising his head, Cai Bao found that the sky was full of black raindrops, and the dark and sticky rain was like the malice in the heart of the heart.

The passers-by around were in a hurry, no one paid attention to Cai Bao, and it seemed that only certain people could see the black rain all over the sky.

"I just changed my clothes, and I have to take a shower again when I go back."

Cai Bao rushed into the corridor with the cat litter in his arms. He didn't know whether it was an illusion or some other reason. Today's corridor is extremely cold, as if this is not the way home, but leads to another place.

She took out the key in a panic, Caibao tried several times before opening the door. During the whole process, she kept looking back. There was clearly nothing in the corridor, but she felt like she was being followed.

Running into the house, Cai Bao closed the door as fast as she could, but when she turned around, that strange feeling reappeared.

"This is my home? Why do I feel a little strange?"

After confirming that the door was closed, Cai Bao put down the cat litter and called the cat's name~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The room was quiet, the cat didn't respond, only her own voice was around.

Seeing the empty room, Cai Bao turned on the light in the living room, she walked forward feeling the wall, and suddenly heard something crawling in her bedroom.

Calling the name of the cat at home, Cai Bao ran into the bedroom and saw the sheets shaking.

"Don't get under the bed! Get covered in ashes again!"

Cai Bao squatted down, she lifted the corner of the sheet, and put her hand in: "Come out!"

After touching it a few times but still not finding it, Caibao bent down and was about to look under the bed when her eyes suddenly fixed on the corner of the bedroom. The cat she raised was covered with bloodstains and was hidden behind the door.

The clocks were staggered, and Cai Bao's crooked fingers suddenly touched something, which was icy cold, as if it was a person's face.

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