My Healing Games

Chapter 501 Who are you? (4000 votes requested)
"Find the smiling reflection of myself in the mirror? But I've never smiled happily before. Is this mission to find the real ghost among all these mirrors?"

Looking around, the dimly lit clinic was filled with an uneasy atmosphere, and the people in the mirrors seemed like they might turn around at any moment.

Having only lived in the shallow world, Yan Tang and Tie Nan had never seen such a scene before. The two grown men stopped at the door, hesitant to come in, while Aunt Li walked directly to Han Fei's side.

She wanted to see her husband more than any ghost.

After twenty years of searching, she needs an answer, even if it's a ghost, she has to see it with her own eyes.

"The voice calling me is right here. Could it be hiding in one of the mirrors, with its back to me?" Aunt Li was the first to run into the clinic. She walked among the mirrors, and all the mirrors reflected unfamiliar backs.

"Follow me." Han Fei waved to the two people behind him and slowly moved forward while carrying the spirit altar.

The coldness emanating from the altar froze his palm, and the ghost inside seemed to sense something extremely dangerous.

Aunt Li checked each mirror in front of her, while Han Fei stared intently at her. The group moved through the quiet clinic, their figures appearing in different mirrors.

"Did you hear anything?" Iron Man, who was at the back, said in a low voice. "I think I heard someone telling us to hurry up and go in, but they didn't seem to say where we were going."

Looking at the mirror beside him, Tie Nan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "Could it be that the person in the mirror wants us to go in too?"

"Don't let your mind wander. In a terrifying place, the more afraid you are, the more likely those bad things will happen." Yan Tang took a deep breath. He maintained a high level of concentration and dared not be distracted in the slightest. If he were disturbed, his daydream talent might turn his fear into reality.

"Understood." Tie Nan quickened his pace, following closely behind Yan Tang. As they all entered the clinic, the clinic door was slowly closed.

The shadow was cast on the ground, and it sounded like a cat screamed. Then, drops of blood dripped from the bottom of a mirror.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

Bloodstains were splattered on the cold floor. A tiny hand slowly reached out, touched the blood, and drew one little figure after another.

“It’s not him, it’s not him either…” Aunt Li’s talent for mourning was triggered. She stared at the back of her reflection in the mirror, her expression growing increasingly anxious.

The dark and gloomy clinic, with its mirrors everywhere, was beyond the psychological capacity of Aunt Li, who rarely even watched horror movies.

"Sister, are you really sure of his location?" Han Fei pressed down on Aunt Li's shoulder: "Every time you look in a mirror, the person in the mirror also sees you. You are looking for him, and they may also come looking for you."

Aunt Li didn't notice anything unusual about herself, but Han Fei could see it clearly. He felt that something about Aunt Li had been completely left in the mirror.

He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt that Aunt Li in front of him had become somewhat unfamiliar compared to when he entered the clinic.

It's clearly the same person, but after looking in the mirror, they seem to become a completely different person.

"I..." The woman felt a little breathless. She pointed to her ear and said, "He's right here. I'm very close to that voice."

Pushing open the door to the examination room, one sees gauze jars, stethoscopes, blood pressure monitors, and some commonly used medical instruments neatly arranged on the examination table.

Strangely, a wooden chair was placed on one side of the examination table, while a mirror was placed on the other side, where the doctor should have sat.

A doctor in a white coat stood in the mirror, his back to everyone. However, unlike the other figures, this doctor had many shoe prints around him.

Comparing the shoe print with the doctor's leather shoes, it's certain that the shoe print belongs to the doctor himself; it's as if he stepped out of the mirror.

"Big sister, is this doctor your husband?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes, a feeling he couldn't quite describe rising in his heart, a mix of unease and anticipation.

"The back view looks a bit like it." Sister Li stood in front of the mirror, her body almost pressed against it.

"Really? Is it him?"

The consultation room was small and had several mirrors. When Han Fei and Aunt Li entered the consultation room, the other two players were standing in the aisle outside.

Yan Tang kept taking deep breaths, trying to stop herself from having any wild thoughts. Tie Nan, the burly man, clung tightly to Yan Tang, genuinely feeling a bit scared.

The ghosts in the hotel last night were at least recognizable, but this clinic was completely different. The eerie atmosphere seemed to seep into every strand of hair, and the strange feeling was driving people crazy.

His gaze kept shifting across the mirror, and Tie Nan's heart pounded. He felt that the people standing in the mirror might come out at any moment.

A chill ran down Tie Nan's spine as his gaze slowly moved to the clinic entrance. He suddenly noticed that the clinic door seemed to be closed, and a mirror was placed in front of the clinic.

The mirror showed a man standing with his back to him, seemingly dressed in a funeral shroud.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the man's burial clothes. His pupils suddenly shrank to a point. He suddenly remembered that there was no mirror placed at the entrance of the clinic!

The person wearing the funeral shroud is not in the mirror!

His legs went weak, and Tie Nan took a step back, grabbing Yan Tang's arm: "Look at the door!"

Yan Tang, trying to calm herself down by adjusting her breathing, turned her head to look. There was nothing in front of the clinic, except that the door seemed to be locked.

"What are you showing me?" Yan Tang pried Tie Nan's fingers off: "I'm warning you, don't try to scare me. Even I'm afraid of my own talent."

“There was a man dressed in a funeral shroud standing with his back to us at the clinic entrance. At first, I thought he was a mirror.” Tie Nan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and tried to calm himself down: “Believe me, I really saw it.”

Turning around, Tie Nan was about to tell Yan Tang what had just happened when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the mirror behind him out of the corner of his eye.

As if his gaze was fixed, Tie Nan discovered that a man dressed in a funeral shroud was standing in the mirror behind him!

The man was standing with his back to him; he had been standing right behind him just moments before!

"Snapped!"

Tie Nan collapsed to the ground, his body shattering a nearby mirror with a jarring sound that startled everyone in the room.

Not only Han Fei and his group, but the figures in the mirror also seemed to move slightly.

"What's wrong?" Hearing the noise, Han Fei quickly came out of the consultation room.

“Just now… he was standing right there at the door.” Tie Nan pointed to the mirror beside him, his face pale, and he began to stutter.

"The person in the mirror came out?" Han Fei quickly figured out what had just happened. He looked at the shards of mirror on the ground and reached for the Rebirth Knife: "Was it him who just came out?"

“Yes.” Iron Man nodded.

"Step back a bit." Han Fei's blade, crackling with the light of humanity, slashed down at the mirror where the man in the burial shroud stood!

Another loud crash, and the mirror shattered into pieces, fragments scattered everywhere.

"Is that person in the funeral shroud dead?" Tie Nan quickly checked the mirrors around him; he was terrified.

"They should still be inside the mirror." Han Fei frowned slightly, realizing that the Rebirth Blade hadn't killed anything. He squatted down, opened the altar lid, and placed all the mirror shards on the ground into the altar.

It's good that the man in the funeral clothes left early; if he hadn't, tonight would have been an unforgettable night for him.

"Unfortunately, the Mirror God is guarding the Level 3 Shrine and is not here."

Two consecutive sounds of shattering mirrors alerted Han Fei and his companions, who seemed to have disturbed something. They heard footsteps overhead, and it sounded like a woman running through the corridor crying.

The crying was somewhat frightening; she seemed to be searching for something.

"Be careful." Han Fei, carrying the spirit altar, returned to the consultation room.

Aunt Li's condition was not optimistic. Her face was almost pressed against the mirror, and she was softly calling out a name, but the man in the white coat in the mirror did not show any intention of turning his head.

"not him……"

A few minutes later, Aunt Li stood in front of the mirror, looking somewhat dejected. She gently shook her head: "That voice is still deeper inside."

The clinic is small, only about 60 square meters. In addition to the consultation room, treatment room, and procedure room, there is also an office at the very back of the second floor.

But what's most intriguing isn't these things. If you keep going, you'll find that the clinic and the residential buildings are connected, and the innermost passageway leads directly into the residential buildings.

Aunt Li checked all the mirrors in the clinic but couldn't find her husband. The voice seemed to be luring her into the residential building.

"It feels like the residential buildings behind the clinic are like its inpatient wards. These men, women, and children trapped in the mirrors are probably all residents of those buildings," Yan Tang said, then discreetly covered her mouth.

"What do we do now?" Tie Nan was truly terrified. All he could think about was leaving, and he kept feeling that the man in the funeral shroud was still around him.

"Since we've come this far, let's keep going." Han Fei also wanted to meet Aunt Li's husband. Besides, he still needed to complete his mission. The rewards for F-level hidden missions were usually special skills and rare items, which were very attractive to him.

"Thank you so much. I will definitely repay you properly after we leave this game." Aunt Li felt very guilty because of her, as the four of them had ended up in such a terrifying place.

"It's alright, I understand how you feel." Han Fei gently patted the old woman's shoulder: "I've also been searching for my relatives. If I knew their information, I would definitely rush over without hesitation."

Hearing Han Fei's words, Aunt Li didn't know what to say. She was very grateful to Han Fei, but also felt a little sorry for him.

The four-person team did not linger and entered the corridor together.

The passageway between the clinic and the residential building is only a few meters long, but walking through it feels like entering another world, a world reflected in a mirror.

The sound of dripping water could be heard from time to time, and the old building, which had been in disrepair for many years, exuded a rotten smell.

Aunt Li, who was walking at the front, stopped and looked at the old stairwells on both sides with a somewhat confused look in her eyes.

"Big sister? Why aren't you moving forward?"

"The sound I hear is right here in this building, but I can't pinpoint its exact location." Aunt Li touched the yellowed wall. "Has anyone here been before? Does this place feel familiar to you?"

"No, I just feel very uncomfortable." Tie Nan and Yan Tang both shook their heads.

"Calm down first. We can search slowly, house by house." Han Fei wanted to complete the mission and also needed to find those mirrors: "There should only be one truly terrifying ghost in this building. Don't let fear blind you."

As Han Fei walked down the corridor, he noticed that none of the residents in the old building seemed to have the habit of locking their doors at night; all the doors were half-open, allowing outsiders to enter at will.

“There are far fewer mirrors in the residential buildings, but this place should be relatively normal.” Han Fei and the old lady entered the first room, with Yan Tang following behind. Tie Nan, standing outside the door, was still somewhat uneasy.

He glanced back at the clinic filled with mirrors and saw a figure standing with its back to him. The figure's shoulder seemed to twitch slightly, and the person in the mirror appeared to turn their head and look at them.

"This place is too eerie."

Tie Nan shivered and quickly ran inside. The person he missed most right now was Shen Luo.

When Lok was still alive, all the ghosts would go to Lok first. Just like in the song, those ghosts loved him deeply and persistently.

The rooms in the old building seemed to have always been occupied; clothes that hadn't been taken down were hanging on the balcony, half-finished homework was on the table, slippers were carelessly thrown in front of the sofa, and the indicator light on the living room TV was still on.

Upon entering the bedroom, the wedding photo on the bedside table was slashed with a knife, and three words were written in paint on the pristine white wedding dress—"Who are you?"

“There’s blood.” Han Fei gently scraped the bloodstains in the grout between the floor tiles with his fingernail. “The scabs are thick and unevenly distributed. The victim must have been near the bed when someone suddenly slashed his artery with a knife. He tried to leave, but the killer chased after him and stabbed him all the way from the bedside to the bedroom door. The bloodstains on the floor have been cleaned up, but the cleaning method was very unprofessional.”

Walking to the dressing table, Han Fei slowly sat down. To his surprise, he found that there were no figures with their backs to him in the mirror.

The mirror only reflected his own image; it seemed to be an ordinary mirror.

Han Fei tried smiling at himself in the mirror, then picked up the cosmetics from the dressing table.

The lipstick was broken in half, and beneath the bottles and jars lay a tabletop covered in scratches, as if it had been carved out piece by piece.

"Brother Fu! Come and see this!" Yan Tang saw that the TV was still on, so he found the remote control and tried to turn it on.

Hearing the shouts, Han Fei went to the living room and saw a woman standing in front of the dressing table in the bedroom on the television.

The woman, dressed in pajamas and holding a knife, stared at herself in the mirror and repeatedly asked, "Who are you?"

Thank you, my goodness, yet another alliance leader!
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