My Healing Game Chapter 452

Standing on the aisle on the third floor of the mall, looking at the window of the women's clothing store, the models behind the glass are wearing colorful clothes, and the faces are engraved with the same expressions.

They were looking at Han Fei, and Han Fei was also looking at them, until one of the models couldn't help but blinked.

Goose bumps appeared on his neck. Han Fei didn't know how many ghosts were hidden on the third floor. He bit his head and approached the women's clothing store where the Orioles had stayed.

A new model has been changed in the window. She is wearing clothes similar to the oriole. If you take a closer look, you will find that she looks a bit similar to the oriole, from open eyes to full lips, and follow Blood stains running down the lower abdomen.

At a certain moment, Han Fei felt that all the models were looking at him. Every model seemed to have his own life. They had no direct malice towards Han Fei. They just wanted to keep Han Fei and bend their arms. And the legs, folded into the same model as them.

Countless eyes were staring at Han Fei in the darkness. At first they just watched, but when the darkness gradually spread, heads protruded from the shop window. They wore brand-new clothes and opened themselves towards Han Fei. Hands.

The curtains in the fitting room kept shaking. Han Fei came to the place where he first met the woman in red. The shop floor was full of clothes that he tried to wear, but the customer in the shop was still very dissatisfied, it seemed that she What I want to find is not the clothes I like, but the lost skin and body.

Flesh is the outer garment of the soul. The store owner took away his wife's favorite outer garment, and now his wife is back to collect the debt.

The radio in the mall made a piercing electric noise, as if a child was laughing happily, the midnight music was turned on, and the low and depressing melody enveloped all the people who were active in the dark.

Crisp and sweet, slow and gentle, like a caged oriole singing, but her throat is stuffed into the blade, and every song is mixed with blood.

The hallucinations of the owner of the shrine became more and more serious, and the voices of the left and right ears changed from different to the same. When the real and the illusion were not distinguished from each other, that is, when Han Fei was completely sinking.

He could hear his heart beating with the drum beat in the music, getting faster and faster, as if to jump out of his chest.

The feeling of urgency was pressed from all directions, and the mall was slowly turning into a prison and a maze, trapping him forever.

"You will die here, just like me, just like all of us..."

Laughter sounded in the women's clothing store, waiting for the body mirror to reflect the woman gesturing coats. She changed the red coats one by one, and directly took off the last piece of human skin.

A dark hole remained in the chest pierced by steel bars, and the hole in the chest of the figure in the mirror reflected Han Fei's face.

The woman slowly turned around, and all the mirrors in her looked at Han Fei, holding her hands up, Han Fei felt that her neck was pinched, that kind of power was far beyond her ability to contend.

Li Daxing is terrifying, but he is only the weakest one here.

His feet slowly left the ground, and the strong suffocation made Han Fei's cheeks purple. He felt that if he didn't run away, he might really die here.

Swinging the resurrection knife, he grabbed his neck with the broken fingers of the owner of the shrine. When he slashed his neck to bleed, the strong sense of suffocation was slightly weakened.

"You can't stay on the third floor for long."

Giving up to find the ex-wife of the mall owner, Han Fei rushed upstairs.

The original normal elevators have all become long tongues full of saliva. The ribbons and light chains hanging from the top of the mall have turned into black hairs, and the lamps inlaid on the top look like open eyes. .

Absurd, weird, and horrifying.

Running wild on the tongue, racing against the gods of death and the ghosts, Han Fei finally reached the fourth floor. The first person who caught his eyes on this floor was an old man.

The other party wore the same work uniform as him and hung a work permit.

The old man was also surprised when he saw Han Fei coming up. He staggered and walked towards Han Fei.

With his mouth open, he seemed to be about to say something to Han Fei, but Han Fei only noticed that a lot of sawdust was stained on the other's jagged yellow teeth.

"Are you here to replace me? Is it time to hand over? I finally waited for you, I thought you would never care about me anymore." The old man's speed is getting faster and faster, like a huge bug , His hands and feet shook forward quickly, and his body was severely twisted.

"The person who came to replace you is called Li Daxing." Han Fei continued to move up. He climbed up the elevator and saw the back of the old man's head.

The back of the old employee's head was hollowed out, and there was still a big hole, and moldy and smelly sawdust was constantly spilling out of the brain hole.

"Wait, wait for me, wait for me!" The old man also climbed up the elevator, using his hands and feet together, the expression on his face became more and more distorted.

"Is this the corporate culture of the mall? Everyone is so enthusiastic?" Han Fei couldn't get rid of the old man who was closely behind him. He now has to pay attention to it. If he accidentally slips and falls, he I am afraid there will be no chance to stand up again.

The benefits of madly increasing physical strength were revealed at this moment, and Han Fei ran to the fifth floor before the old man followed.

There was a strong smell in the air, and there was a slight gleam in the darkness, Han Fei shook off the old man and decided to stay on the fifth floor.

When he saw Li Daxing for the first time, the other party stood on the fifth floor holding something. Han Fei suspected that the big object Li Daxing was holding at the time was his lost colleague.

The pungent odor from the deli can faint people. Han Fei looked at the shop with small lanterns. Before he came to him, he heard the sound of a kitchen knife slashing on the chopping board. Pieces of meat splashed on the white cloth. Up, the chef seems to be crazy.

Looking from a distance, Han Fei, who entered the store, looked towards the back kitchen, and the chef standing with his back facing him was tall and mighty, but his chopping board was all kitchen knives and axes.

The ingredients used by the chef are not taken from the refrigerator, but from the suitcase next to the kitchen.

After chopped up the meat on the chopping board, the chef kicked the suitcase aside, and he opened the cabinet door forcefully, which was densely packed with black suitcases.

Take one out at random, and the suitcase is still stained with blackened blood.

Unzipping the suitcase, the chef standing with his back facing Han Fei suddenly stopped working. The suitcase was empty and there was nothing.

Turning around a little bit, the chef's neck stretched, his head turned backwards, and a **** face stared at Han Fei: "So...you ran here."

Holding the suitcase in one hand and the thick-backed kitchen knife for chopping meat in the other, the chef rushed out from the back kitchen.

"Are you working overtime crazy?"

Han Fei ran away, and the dead in this shop were not as simple as one or two.

After the chef chased Han Fei out of the deli, the suitcases in his cabinet were all moving, as if the "food" contained in it was being prepared.

The shopping mall has become very unfamiliar now. There are roads in front of Han Fei, but every road seems to be a dead end.

"Is it possible to run so fast with my suitcase? If you catch up with me today, wouldn't my stamina at 30 o'clock have been in vain?"

Han Fei has no impression of the chef at the deli. He has never had any contact with each other after entering the memory world. Now he can only speculate based on experience.

In the men's clothing area on the fourth floor, the old man in the uniform of the thrift store seems to be Pei Yang's master, the old man who died in the store some time ago, so it can be inferred that the chef was also the one who died in the mall.

I don't know if it is because of the shrine, all the people who die in the mall will be trapped here forever.

There is more than one deli on the fifth floor. Although there are no crazy chefs in the other stores, there are diners sitting in the dark. Those guys are all sitting in the room with their backs to Han Fei, seemingly waiting for the chef to serve the food.

When Han Fei saw Li Daxing on the fifth floor, he should have become a diner here.

There was the sound of running, some of the diners who were sitting with their backs to Han Fei slowly turned their heads. They were about to squeeze out the red eyeballs and stared at Han Fei. He stretched out his mouth and slowly licked his chapped lips.

They found something more delicious.

One diners got up, they were dressed differently, some were well-dressed, some were ragged, they came from different places and received different education, but when they saw fresh running human flesh, they still chased them out excitedly.

Someone pretends to be a gentleman, whispering condemnation, but they have a knife and fork in their hands while hiding behind them.

Someone took out the rope and threw it in front of Han Fei, saying that he would save him, but his face was full of greed.

Every diner will pretend to be in front of everyone, and no one will openly propose to share Han Fei, but everyone who comes to watch Han Fei has this thought.

Han Fei didn't understand why the owner of the shrine had such crazy hallucinations. He felt that after experiencing a lot of things, the owner of the shrine had begun to become extreme, and he couldn't help leaning toward the abyss.

"Can't be caught by them!"

With all his strength, Han Fei escaped from the diners. In this case, let alone find Li Daxing's colleagues, it would be good if he could save his life.

The stench in the deli area gradually diminished, and the small lantern hung at the entrance of the hotel became blurred. Han Fei was holding his heart and gasping for breath.

High tension, strenuous exercise, body and spirit are under great pressure.

Bending down, Han Fei didn't know where he was hiding. The voices in his left and right ears had begun to confuse. The oriole in the mall's radio no longer sang, but screamed and screamed in pain. It didn't look like a person at all. The sound that can be made.

The heart thumped and the blood vessels appeared on the surface of the skin. When Han Fei was about to reach his limit, a rustling voice suddenly came from his head.

Faint light shone on the floor in front of him. Han Fei turned his head and looked behind. The TV on the shelf was turned on at some unknown time. A woman with disheveled hair and bleeding from her abdomen appeared on the screen. She was wearing a big red dress. Laughing unconsciously in his mouth.

She walked forward step by step, tiptoeing, as if dancing.

The slender hands stretched out towards both sides, and slowly came to the cement platform that had not yet been built.

People stared at this lunatic, this beautiful and crazy elf in surprise.

Her wounded feet stepped on the dust, she looked up at the huge building still under construction, and raised her head little by little.

With her mouth open, she seemed to be saying something, until she stepped down and fell down!

The woman on the TV screen fell down, but Han Fei heard the wind in his ears!

Looking up, the ugly face is on top of his head, and the woman's face is almost torn apart by the bitter wind!

Instinctively swung the knife upwards, but Han Fei didn't hit anything. He looked around with lingering fear, all the TVs were turned on, and the black and red screen kept repeating the process of the woman falling.

"She didn't seem to commit suicide?"

The woman's final state was obviously abnormal. She laughed too horribly, much more frightening than crying.

And Han Fei could see clearly that the last step of the woman was inadvertently stepped on empty.

"She dances like a marionette."

I hurriedly escaped from the home appliance area, but where can I escape next?

The entire mall is like a melting pot of the devil, everything is changing, Han Fei now fully understand the terrible world alienation.

The owner of the shrine is slowly going crazy, the illusion and the memory based on reality are twisted together. If there is no blessing from the mother of the shrine owner, if the previous task is not completed, perhaps the entire memory world will become like this.

"The mission requires survival for 30 days, but in fact, normal players are definitely unlikely to survive to the end. I must become the new owner of the shrine before the world is alienated to the worst point."

Screams rang in his ears, and Han Fei was forced to run to the top floor. He didn't dare to stop for a moment.

The shopping mall was completely in chaos, and Han Fei turned around silently looking at the elevator that had come to an end.

There are passages all around, but there is no way to escape.

Hungry diners ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The suitcases that moved quietly, the crazy chefs, and a large number of monsters beyond Han Fei's imagination crawled out of the darkness, endless.

"I originally thought these things would show up little by little, so I was mentally prepared."

Backward, the shadows flooded Han Fei like a tide.

They are slowly approaching, trying to drag Han Fei into it.

"If you all fall into darkness, who else will help you in the world?"

It seemed that there was no other choice. Han Fei stepped back and came to a small shop on the top floor. In order to prevent the darkness from overwhelming his body, he climbed onto the table in front of the shop.

At this time he was standing at the highest place of the mall, with the guardrail at his feet.

Turning his head, Han Fei looked down from the seventh floor.

In the center of the mall on the first floor, familiar or unfamiliar figures are looking up at him, seeming to be waiting for him to jump down.

Chapter end