My Healing Game Chapter 520

The memory in Han Fei's mind emerged amidst wild laughter. The child with the sharp knife was covered in blood. He looked behind him with a smile on his face.

The corpse could not be found in the scene in the memory, but as the boy turned around, everything was stained red.

The blood-red restaurant and the sunny smile on the boy's face formed a sharp contrast.

From the memory fragments, I couldn't see why the boy laughed. He seemed to have lost all human emotions and only showed a warm and healing smile.

The night lights in the dining room came on again, and the dim light dissipated the darkness.

The old wolf and the two pools of blood on the ground all disappeared, and the thin monkey and the little fat man seemed to have never appeared here.

Everything seemed to be returning to normal. Only Han Fei fell to the ground holding his head. He pressed his head firmly with both hands, as if his head would split in half if he didn't do this.

The severe pain irritated every nerve, and the blood wafting from the Scarlet Orphanage stained a lot of Han Fei's memory.

"The fear of all the children in the white orphanage has turned into wolves. In the Scarlet Orphanage, I am a wolf. One has eaten countless children, and the other seems to have eaten all emotions and personality?"

The young child stood alone at one end of the dining room, covered in blood, and then turned his head with a sharp knife.

Han Fei never expected that he would have such an experience: "The games I have played in this orphanage seem to have been played before. Replaying these games may stimulate me to think of more things."

Reason and hysterical laughter have been fighting, Han Fei tried his best to suppress the self in the Scarlet Orphanage.

When the mind was about to turn into a sea of ​​blood, chains of memory emerged around the Scarlet Orphanage, representing the appearance of Han Fei's childhood children and the twin souls of good and evil.

Holding a chain in their hands, they seemed to prevent the Scarlet Orphanage from "emerging" in their minds.

"All the memories of childhood, well-meaning souls, pure evil, everything is blocking the Scarlet Orphanage. What does the laughter in this Scarlet Orphanage represent?"

In other places, good and evil are the same as fire and water, but in Han Fei's mind, kindness and malice turn out to be like brothers.

The trembling Scarlet Orphanage finally returned to normal, and more and more memory fragments appeared in Han Fei's mind, all related to the old wolf game.

The pain slowly eased, Han Fei sat on the ground, the corners of his mouth and eyes seemed to be torn apart, blood oozing out.

Opening the inventory, Han Fei took out the pig heart made by Xu Qin and bit into it.

Swallowing things is the best way for the butcher at midnight to relieve stress.

The blood volume slowly recovered, Han Fei got up from the ground, and he also received another prompt from the system.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have successfully completed the second game with the children! Get the task reward-clue two."

"Clue 2: The kid you're looking for is the bad kid in all your hearts."

The second clue is already very specific, and most orphans do not meet the requirements.

"The bad boy in everyone's hearts? This guy who played the old wolf game with me is the worst boy. In private, everyone will think he is a bastard, but he dare not speak; but the little boy next to me seems to be too angry. Isolated by everyone, no one wants to play with him, thinking that he is a bad boy who doesn't listen to the orders of the nurses."

If it weren't for certainty, Han Fei might get up and beat the oldest boy.

At this time the boy had already ran to the back, and he punched the girl with the broken leg.

Just now when the situation was very critical, the girl suddenly spoke, trying to kill both Han Fei and the boy.

Every child in this orphanage must not be underestimated, and they must not be careless just because they are children, otherwise they will not even know how to die.

Putting away the chains on the ground, Han Fei held down the boy's head, his eyes were full of murderous intent: "Stop it."

The more games he plays in this orphanage, the better. Han Fei is going to try as many games as possible before the hatred arrives. He wants to figure out his past.

Before he could not bear the consequences of retrieving the **** memory, but now he has the right to get close to the truth.

"Who just won?"

Han Fei said coldly, and the boy looked up at him, with a viciousness hidden in his eyes: "Whoever touches the old wolf first wins, but neither of us touched the old wolf just now, so it was a draw."

After the boy finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid of Han Fei's use of violence, and his neck retracted back.

"Okay, then let's play the third game."

As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, his hand was grabbed by the little boy, and the other party persuaded Han Fei: "Stop playing, let's go first."

The eldest boy didn't expect Han Fei to talk so well. He saw Han Fei's promise, and immediately came to the spirit: "Three games and two wins. If you can win the next game, then I will definitely listen to you in the future. You let me do anything. Row."

The bad water in the stomach of this little beast, in his eyes, is no different from other animals, and it is extremely selfish. He did not have any psychological burden after killing the skinny monkey and the little fat man, but when he was trapped by the girl, he immediately Turned his head and prepared to kill the girl.

Other people's lives are like an object in his eyes, which can be discarded at any time.

Han Fei printed all the behaviors and expressions of these orphans in his mind. He felt that these children did not have a good thing. They seemed to have been taught badly. They became poisonous apples with normal appearance and festering inside. .

"The next game is also a game we often play. It's in the inner room." The boy carefully hides the viciousness and hatred in his eyes. They are also children in the orphanage. The boy looks exactly like Han Fei when he was a child. different.

In Han Fei's memory fragments, although he was holding a sharp knife and covered in blood, the place he walked would turn red, but he always had a warm smile on his face, and there seemed to always be light in his eyes. Will not change due to changes in the surrounding environment.

Through this simple comparison, Han Fei also found his own difference: "At that time, I seemed to have lost all emotions except for smiling, but now it's the opposite."

The boy grabbed the **** the ground, took her forcibly, and walked towards the end of the restaurant.

Pushing open the door of the restaurant, there is a dark corridor outside. There is no window on both sides of the corridor, like a mine buried deep underground. Just entering it makes people feel suffocated.

A faint light shines on the yellowed walls, and the night light in the middle of the corridor is the only light source here.

The eldest boy covered the girl's mouth, he himself slowed down, softly, not daring to make any noise.

The interior of the orphanage was much larger than when viewed from the outside. The black doors were closed tightly, and there were no signs hung on the walls. Han Fei didn't know what was hiding behind the doors.

"right here."

The oldest boy dragged the girl with his broken leg to a stop deep in the corridor. He pointed to the door in front of him.

"The third game is called a cardboard house. We don't have too many toys here. Everyone will collect cardboard boxes for transporting fruits and vegetables, and then use those broken boxes to build houses and castles."

"Whether the castle built by the competition looks good?" Han Fei has the ability to appreciate art, whether it is the aesthetics of the underworld or the aesthetics of the Yangjian, he can be satisfied.

"No, we will hide in the houses built with cardboard boxes. You can't destroy the boxes in any way, you can only see with your eyes. The time limit is five minutes, and you have three chances to touch the box. If you don't choose the box we hide in, it's us. Win." The boy seemed very confident.

"Is it similar to hide and seek?" Han Fei nodded, "Yes."

"You wait outside for a minute." With both hands hard, the boy pushed the door open, and he and the girl walked in.

The door was closed, and Han Fei lay on the door to listen. After the two children entered the room, the footsteps disappeared, and no small sound was heard, which was very strange.

Counting the time in his heart, Han Fei found that the night lights in the corridor began to dim, and something seemed to be approaching in the darkness.

"Play the game first, then consider other things."

Han Fei knew the reason why curiosity killed the cat. He did not stop in the corridor. After counting for a minute, he took the little boy into the house with him.

There was a faint smell in the air, and the scene in front of him did not stimulate a wild laugh, which made Han Fei a little relieved.

"This room is strange."

The small rooms are filled with small houses folded into cardboard boxes. Most of the rooms are made like tombs. I have to say that the works of these children are very grounded.

"They are hiding here?"

Those waste paper boxes are not flat on the ground. Most of the boxes are stacked on top of each other, stacking in a mess.

"It seems that you don't play this kind of game less often." Han Fei glanced at the little boy next to him. The boy looked at the cardboard rooms with a trace of envy.

"Only they can play. Every time they **** all the cardboard boxes, and then create or destroy them. I can only watch them and can't participate in it."

"Why didn't they take you to play with?" Han Fei asked a question that he wanted to ask a long time ago.

"They always say that I am a bad boy, running around, not listening to the childcare staff and teachers, as if playing with me, they will punish the childcare staff." The little boy said very aggrieved.

"Then do you hate that childcare worker? If you have the opportunity to let him disappear forever, would you choose to let him disappear?"

"Are you talking about killing him?" It's hard to imagine that a child would say the word murder so casually.

"It can be understood that way."

"Then I won't let him disappear. He just hates me. There are many people in the world who hate me, and I can't make them all disappear." The boy was thinking about this issue very seriously.

"But what if they want you to disappear? Will you resist?" Han Fei's question was too heavy for a child.

After thinking for a long time, the little boy shook his head: "If they want to kill me, then I hide in a place where they can't find me. They can't see me, it's like I'm gone. Yes, I Just do it!"

The little boy answered seemingly unintentionally, but Han Fei's pupils twitched slightly.

At first, the little white shoes in reality seemed to hide in a place where no one could find him. People did not find his person, and finally only found his corpse.

Recalling the photo provided by Liuli Mao, there is a photo of the child in white shoes who also likes to run around very much.

All these signs indicate that there should be a certain connection between the little boy and the white shoes.

While Han Fei was still thinking, the little boy suddenly raised his finger to the northeast corner of the house and exclaimed excitedly: "Mom!"

Looking there, Han Fei saw the woman puppets being thrown on top of several cardboard boxes.

"They said they couldn't touch and destroy the box, but they didn't say they couldn't touch the doll." Han Fei approached the northeast corner of the room. When he walked inside, he found that the surroundings were densely packed with refolded boxes, one by one. One, like one after another, looked scary in the dark room.

"Can't go any further." The puppet is too far away from them. If you want to continue walking, you will definitely hit the box in that place.

Staring at the puppet, Han Fei was thinking about how to remove the puppet, and when he returned it to the little boy, he suddenly saw the puppet's fingers hanging from his stomach, and his hand seemed to be pointing in a certain direction.

Looking along the puppet's hand, a strand of black hair just appeared in the gap in the carton it pointed to.

"Is this puppet reminding me?"

Han Fei was about to choose that box, but his eyes found other things.

A small piece of girl's clothes remained on the edge of the box next to the box. It seemed to hide in a hurry and forgot to put all the clothes into the box. Looking further away, there was a half-stretched palm in the gap of the box one meter away, further away. Under the box at the place, blood is leaking outside.

"These boxes are far apart, and the hair, hands, and clothes are not together."

"The fingers are slender and white. They belong to the little girl, as are the clothes and long hair. There are two possibilities now."

"There are still things in the first paper house. We are not the only ones in this house."

"Secondly, the girls have been divided into different parts and hidden in different paper houses. If they divide the two people into four, then I, who only have three choices, will definitely not be able to find them all."

Han Fei knew that the little beast would play tricks, but he didn't expect that the other party might do it.

"Probably not." The little boy knew a lot, but even then he was taken aback when he heard Han Fei's words. Even the underworld orphanage rarely played that way.

"It's also possible that my consideration is complicated." Han Fei nodded slightly: "After boys and girls enter the house, they only have one minute. It is very difficult to complete the separation and hiding in one minute, and I am not outside. Hear any screams."

"If the two children are fine, it means that there are other things hidden in these paper houses." Han Fei asked the little boy: "When you see them playing with paper houses, did you find any strange things?"

"Everyone especially likes playing cardboard houses, but the nurses said that everyone can't go in directly after they build their own house. They have to knock on the door first. If no one opens the door, they can push the door in by themselves."

"What is this habit?"

Han Fei frowned and looked at those rooms. He was playing games on his face, but he was actually testing the other self in the depths of his mind.

He may have played this game before, and as long as he played it, he should be able to trigger the memory of the past.

Although it was extremely painful to recall the past, Han Fei still wanted to do everything possible to retrieve his lost self.

"Don't I like paper houses before?"

The perverted boy gave Han Fei a three-minute time limit, and when there was only one minute left, Han Fei decided to try it first.

He moved forward slowly and opened the box that the puppet was pointing at.

Under the box was a strand of hair and a piece of clothing. The two children did not hide here.

"Should you knock on the door and ask if anyone is inside?" The little boy reminded Han Fei softly, but it was a bit late.

The room was obviously darker than before, and more and more things began to appear in the crevices of those paper houses.

There are clothes patterns, more and more blood stains, and flashing eyes.

"There are two more opportunities." Han Fei threw the opened paper house aside, holding the spiritual altar, he jumped onto the open space by himself.

It was very close to the puppet here, and Han Fei reached out and grabbed the puppet in his hand, then stood still and looked around.

He is now in the center of the room, where he can see a lot of boxes behind.

His gaze moved slowly, he inherited the personality fragments of the mirror god's body, and his left eye still retained a part of the ability to see the truth, but even this was nothing.

Time passed by, and when it was about to end, Han Fei's eyes were attracted by a red paper house in the deepest part of the room.

For no reason, when he saw the paper house, he could no longer look away.

The small, dusty red house has a very special attraction for him, as if the red paper house was folded by his own hands!

The chain of memory was rustling, and the little red house in Han Fei's eyes seemed to be slowly changing. When the pain came in his mind, he saw another strange memory.

As a child, he curled up in a white paper house. His body was trembling all the time, but he dared not make any changes.

There are various windows painted on the inner wall of the paper house, but those windows cannot be opened at all, and children cannot see what is happening outside.

Hiding in that kind of extreme depression, time became extremely slow, the child's face was buried deep in his knees, he did not dare to look up, at this time his afraid body was shaking.

He seemed to have reached the limit and could no longer hold it.

A red blood flower bloomed on the cardboard room, and the bright red penetrated into the interior from the exterior of the cardboard.

It seemed that there was a rain of blood outside, and more and more red flowers bloomed on the cardboard house, and the long and narrow traces of blood flowing out were just like the petals of the other side flower.

Blossoms of blood-red Bianbian flowers bloomed on the white house until the white house was completely dyed red by the falling "petals".

The boy's body trembled more and more violently. When the white house was completely red, the boy's face buried deep in his knees slowly lifted up.

The warm and healing smile on his face finally began to become distorted, the corners of his mouth rose, and the smile turned into a hysterical, crazy laugh!

The boy walked out of the red house, and it was a blood-red night outside!

The laughter in the depths of his mind was also as he remembered. He sat on the steps of the orphanage with his knees in his arms, and looked up with the memory of his childhood.

The hysterical laughter came from memory and echoed in reality.

Han Fei felt the heart-piercing pain again, his expression had been distorted, at this moment he could no longer care about any games, and rushed directly to the red house in the corner of the room.

All the cardboard boxes in the way were pushed aside, and he ran to the paper house, but when his hand touched the red paper house, the blood-red house started to fade.

The system seemed to remind him of something, but he couldn't concentrate at all to listen now. The feeling of being torn in his mind became stronger and stronger. His body knocked over a paper house, and his painful teeth had been bitten out. Blood.

But even in this situation, he still held the spiritual altar in his arms tightly.

Now he is different from before, he has something to hug tightly.

As long as there is a trace of reason, he will not let go.

For the spiritual altar in his hand, Han Fei showed toughness that he didn't even realize.

After being tortured by wild laughter for a long time, the newly added memory fragment finally melted into his own mind.

Compared with the previous game, the memory involved in the game Paper House is more important to Han Fei, because the **** night appeared in this memory.

If he continued to search, Han Fei felt that he might think of what happened in the **** night.

"Blood Night is a few words that are listed as taboo by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. Such a behemoth kept silent. It is enough to see the special nature of that night."

Slowly regaining his sanity, Han Fei got up from the ground. At this time, most of the paper houses in the house had been destroyed, and the oldest boy also crawled out of the hiding place, with a sinister smile on his face.

Han Fei didn't pay attention to the boy. He vaguely remembered that the system seemed to prompt him.

Opening the attribute panel and inventory, Han Fei was taken aback.

"Please pay attention to players number 0000! Your initial brainpower is increased by one!"

"Attention number 0000 players! You have obtained the special item of the White Orphanage-the White House. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"White house (special task item): He might know why the white house became a red house."

After Han Fei retrieved two memories, he found that his initial brain power had increased a little, reaching nine points.

"Recalling the past, can you increase your brain power?"

Holding his still aching head, Han Fei was a little unsure: "Am I a very smart person before?"

"You lost! It's time to accept the punishment!" The boy kicked the box next to him and walked to Han Fei.

"Punishment?" Han Fei shook his head, "Didn't we say that we will win in three rounds? Even if you win this round, we will just tie."

"Do you still want to play the fourth game?" The boy has never seen an adult as difficult as Han Fei: "Okay, no problem."

"You have proposed three games. I will choose the next game." Han Fei stared at the boy and touched the death knife: "The new game is very simple. It's called Darkness, please close your eyes."

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