My Healing Game Chapter 874

Smelling the obvious rancid smell in the air, Han Fei walked past the advertisement: "The people are nice, the water is good, and the air is good. This place is completely different from what the advertisement says."

After walking another few hundred meters, Han Fei saw the corpses hanging upside down from the branches. Those rotting corpses were wearing bright red clothes, and each piece of clothing was embroidered with a black "shou" character.

"Stop! Don't go any further!" The leaves fell, and a strange man in a two-layer raincoat came out from behind the tree. He looked to be in his forties, with a thick body and a black beard.

"Isn't the village just ahead?" Han Fei didn't feel any threat from the strange man.

"That village is full of monsters!" The man in the raincoat was about to say something, but the red rope tied on the tree and the bell suddenly rang, and he immediately became nervous: "Run away! Don't drink the water in the village! Be sure!" Be careful old man!"

"Is there a problem with the water? What happened in the village?" Before Han Fei finished speaking, the man got into the bushes. He was about to chase after him when the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and a sinister laugh sounded.

After a while, two old men appeared on the dirt road. They were still holding white paper lanterns in broad daylight, staring at Han Fei with cloudy eyes.

"Young man, are you lost? Do you want to go to my house for a bowl of hot porridge?"

What the old man said was very heartwarming, and Han Fei also showed a grateful smile on his face: "Thank you two old men for taking care of me."

Both parties were very polite, and everyone entered the village happily.

The leaves swayed, and after Han Fei left, the upside-down corpse fell to the ground. The bright red shroud was blown by the wind, and the pitch-black Shou character became moist.

"Our village is a natural oxygen bar, the hometown of longevity, and the old people can live to be over a hundred years old on average." The old man with a white paper lantern introduced to Han Fei: "Many people used to come to us for vacation, and the media came to find out The secret to longevity."

"Young man, just stay in the village. The outside world is messed up, but we are outstanding people, protected by the gods, and no ghosts dare to come in."

At the end of the dirt road stood two huge gateposts, a white cloth was tied to one of the gateposts, and a fool was tied to the other.

He looked to be in his forties, with disheveled hair, dirty body, no shoes, and blood blisters and wounds on his feet. He seemed to have run a long way and was caught again.

"Don't be afraid, he is a fool in the village. He goes crazy during the daytime. There are so many old people in the village, and he is very strong. We had no choice but to tie him up." The old man seemed to be afraid of Han Fei's misunderstanding, so he quickly explained.

"Crazy only during the day?" Han Fei didn't understand. Could he not see ghosts at night?

Following behind the two old men, Han Fei had just passed the gatepost when the idiot suddenly opened his eyes wide and yelled at Han Fei, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

"Why are you sick again? Shut up!" The old man picked up a branch on the ground and whipped the fool. He was so hard that every time he whipped, there was a bloodstain.

"It's okay, I've been scolded a lot, so don't hit him." Han Fei set his own role as a cowardly, kind, and simple good old man.

"I don't want to beat him either, but it's useless to persuade him. I saw this kid growing up, but he went crazy when he said he was crazy." The old man threw the branch aside and stood between Han Fei and the idiot. Han Fei communicated with the fool.

Another old man grabbed Han Fei's arm and pulled Han Fei into the village.

The entire Changshou Village is built in an antique style, with a second-floor attic and a small farmyard. The village is very well built, but it should be a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but it gives people a gloomy feeling.

"There are still a lot of vegetables grown at home. You can rest at my house tonight, and you can find a house to live in tomorrow. There are many empty houses in the village. If you live for three days, the house will be yours." The two old men Very enthusiastic, at first glance, you will feel that the folk customs of this village are extremely simple.

Walking along the deserted path, the muddy road was overgrown with weeds, and from time to time, there would be bugs and huge mice that Han Fei had never seen before.

"Here we are." Holding a white paper lantern, the old man bowed to the door of his own room three times, then grabbed the copper ring on the door, and knocked lightly on the door: "Old lady, I brought the guests back."

There was the sound of wooden boards being pushed little by little in the room. After a long time, the door was opened by an old lady. The woman was very old, with fine wrinkles on her face, and her eyes were almost squeezed out.

"Go and heat up the porridge, the kid hasn't eaten for a long time."

"It's okay." Han Fei acted very shyly, acting out the inner activities of being hungry and embarrassed to speak, and the character of the character was well grasped.

The two old men had completely let go of their guard against Han Fei, thinking that he was different from those guys who went to the village to "make trouble" and that he was just a poor man fleeing.

"You're tired after walking all the way, go to the house and rest." The old man sent Han Fei into the guest room, turned and left.

The warm scene ended here. Han Fei watched the old man's back through the crack of the door. His severely bent back looked like a huge piece of meat, and there seemed to be another person hidden inside.

"Changshou Village is very close to Guilou Yitiannian Nursing Home. If you want to know about Guilou, the best way is to get enough information here first."

Even with Han Fei's current strength, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to escape unscathed after entering the Sinister Tower. The Sinister Tower is the scariest building other than the Forbidden Building. It has not been found out so far, and there is a high probability that it hides something related to the unspeakable.

Sitting on the bed in the guest room, Han Fei soon discovered a strange thing. There was a compartment inside the guest room, and the compartment door was locked.

The bed in the guest room is separated from the cubicle by a wall, and strangely, there is a window on that wall.

Lying on the bed in the guest room, you can see the window connected to the compartment when you look up.

Han Fei approached quietly, the window was blocked by cardboard, and only by removing the piece of paper could he see the things placed in the compartment.

He was about to lift the cardboard when the door was pushed open suddenly, and the wrinkled old lady walked in with a bowl of hot porridge.

She lowered her head, and the blood vessels on her two arms protruded, like trembling dark green worms.

"Eat more, at night, there will be nothing to eat." The old lady's voice contained no emotion, numb and gloomy, like a badly rusted machine.

"Thank you." Han Fei looked at the rice bowl on the table, which contained the freshly prepared porridge with wild vegetables and grains, and it was still steaming, with a strong fragrance that made people's index fingers move.

Han Fei picked up the chopsticks and stirred them carefully. He found three coins and a strand of black hair at the bottom of the bowl.

"Is this porridge for the dead?"

Han Fei put his chopsticks flat on the table. He picked up the coin and wanted to find out the old man's tone, but when he walked out of the guest room, he found that the sky outside had darkened a lot.

The flow of time inside this Longevity Village seems to be much faster than outside, and there is a force that extracts the time of all living people and accelerates the aging of the villagers.

The white paper lanterns on the ground were gone, and Han Fei didn't stay in the yard. Curious, he pushed open the kitchen door.

The frightening picture he had imagined did not appear, the kitchen was very normal, just like a very ordinary farmhouse, there was nothing worth noting.

"That bowl of porridge was made here? But why is the pot clean and there is no trace of use?"

Exiting the kitchen, Han Fei looked towards the main house. He clearly remembered that when the old lady opened the door for him, there was a sound of wooden boards being pushed inside the house, and that sound seemed to come from the main house.

Looking inside along the crack of the door, there are a lot of wooden furniture in the main house, and there is nothing else worth noting.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Han Fei turned to look at the door in the courtyard.

A village woman with heavy makeup stood at the door holding a bamboo basket. She said she was a village woman. In fact, she was at least in her fifties, but because of the thick layer of makeup on her face, people could not guess her real life. age.

The village woman didn't expect that there were other people in the house. She stared at Han Fei with her strange eyes, the powder fell from her face, and a terrifying smile appeared on her flushed face.

"Are you?" Han Fei spoke directly, terrified by her look.

"Me? Oh, I'm the daughter-in-law of the owner of this household. I'll bring him food." The village woman lifted the bamboo basket covered with black cloth in her hand and placed it in the kitchen.

During the whole process of her movement, she glanced at Han Fei intentionally or unintentionally.

"Did you just enter the village today? Have you had porridge? When you sleep at night, be careful not to turn over. It is best to sleep on the bed, so...you will sleep more comfortably." The village woman talked a lot, After she placed the bamboo basket, she wanted to come over and grab Han Fei's hand, but Han Fei avoided him: "I'm like you, I came in from the outside. I might not be used to it at first, but slowly you You'll find that you don't want to leave here at all.”

She still looked at Han Fei with that terrifying smile: "My house is on the west side of the village. If you are not used to living here, you can come to me."

The village woman left with some reluctance. Han Fei closed the door of the yard, ran to the kitchen and opened the bamboo basket to take a look. There were huge mice and many cocoons that had been forcibly peeled off in the basket.

"This village can become a stronghold of survivors? It feels like all the living people are abnormal, and their changes should be related to that mysterious building."

Han Fei returned to the guest room. He realized something was wrong when he entered the door. The chopsticks that he had laid flat on the table before were stuck vertically in the porridge bowl, and the strand of black hair disappeared.

"No one should have come in while I was away, and it seems that the dirty things are hiding in the compartment."

Walking to the table, Han Fei stirred the bowl of porridge that had cooled down again. A strand of black hair at the bottom of the bowl had now turned into white hair.

It was getting late, Han Fei didn't go out again, he lay on the bed in the guest room.

When the last ray of light disappeared, darkness enveloped Changshou Village. Han Fei felt that his whole body was wrapped in an abnormal chill. He frowned slightly: "I seem to be in a ghost now? This Changshou Village will be hated at night." Swallowed by ghosts?"

The flow of time seemed to slow down, and Han Fei felt deeply tired, as if there was a voice deep in his heart urging him to fall asleep as soon as possible.

Holding his breath and adjusting his breathing, just as Han Fei was fighting against the inexplicable drowsiness, he suddenly heard the sound of fingernails snapping on the wall.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Han Fei stared at the window on the partition wall.

The cardboard blocking the window bulged slightly ~www.mtlnovel.com~ as if the window had been opened from the inside.

The old cardboard was scratched by nails, and slowly, a hole appeared on it, and a pale finger protruded from it.

The fingerprint was burned away, and the finger slid down, and the bright red blood slowly soaked the cardboard.

As the night deepened, the cardboard slowly fell, and a human face appeared on the other side of the window. Its deformed body protruded a little bit, and its arms stretched out to the bed in the guest room.

This scene was so terrifying that it was so depressing that people couldn't breathe.

The monster's lower body was still in the compartment, but its upper body had already protruded from the window, and its fingers were about to touch Han Fei's cheek.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei looked at the ghost who was close at hand, and his lips moved slightly: "Touch the secret deep in the soul."

Supporting his body with his arms, he slammed into the twisted face of the monster!

(end of this chapter)

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