My Healing Games

Chapter 504 Wildness Will Make Them Fear (4000 Monthly Tickets Requested)
That face, which was considered handsome even in the deeper world, was pressed against the outside of the mirror, coldly watching the helpless girl.

The little dress her father had bought before his death was now crumpled and wrinkled. The girl's eyes, mostly white, trembled violently. She huddled in the corner of the dark room, shivering under the cold gaze of that man.

A giant black python was devouring the room reflected in the mirror. The darkness was being covered by something even darker. The girl kept moving backward, but all that remained behind her was the wall.

There was nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide.

With his hands pressed against the mirror, Han Fei took out the Rebirth Blade, a fairly kind smile appearing on his lips.

"As long as you listen to me, you won't die."

Han Fei spoke into the phone, and after making sure the girl heard him clearly, he stared intently at her face: "If you can smile, look at me and smile, then you can live."

His tone was as gentle as he could muster, but it still sent chills down the girl's spine.

What a strange request!

Yantang and Tienan, who were outside the bedroom, also heard Han Fei's voice. They looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Why would a teammate say such a thing in such a terrifying room?

The girl trapped inside the mirror heard the voice coming from the receiver. She stared at her face outside the mirror, too afraid to touch the phone on the ground.

"It's a very simple request. As long as you're happy, everyone will be fine." Han Fei frowned slightly. He wanted to complete the F-level hidden mission as soon as possible, but none of the ghosts in the mirrors were willing to show a smile.

One by one, the neighbors emerged from the altar, their faces appearing outside the mirror. Everyone stared curiously at the dark room reflected in the mirror.

"Smile, be a little happier, let me see your smile."

Han Fei's voice kept coming through the microphone. The girl looked out of the mirror, and her mouth slowly split open, revealing a stiff smile that was even uglier than crying.

Without receiving a notification that the task was completed, Han Fei directly slashed the mirror with the Rebirth Blade: "Smile more sincerely! Come on! I'll teach you! First, relax your lip muscles, open your mouth wide, then bite the microphone, align the corners of your mouth with it, and curl both sides up. Make sure the two ends of your lips are on the same horizontal line as the microphone, hold it! This is to train the curve of your mouth!"

Han Fei is an excellent actor, and displaying a charming smile is a basic skill for an actor.

The girl held the microphone in her mouth, and then, under Han Fei's constant guidance and urging, burst into tears.

It's out of control; her current situation is even more desperate than being trapped in a mirror.

Upon hearing the girl's cries suddenly coming from the bedroom, Yantang and Tienan in the living room exchanged another glance, their shock turning into disbelief.

What exactly happened in the bedroom?
Just listening to the sound can easily lead people to overthink things!
With a soft sigh, Han Fei knew that the girl was not the ghost he was looking for.

No longer hindering the giant black python, it swallowed the black room behind the mirror whole.

Just as it was about to swallow the little girl whole, the skin on the girl's back was torn open as if it were clothing, and a boy who was only a few years old suddenly emerged!
The boy was covered in blood vessels and several vengeful spirits of adults were wrapped around him, including the girl's father.

"The owners of those business cards in the living room should all be here. This child is the culprit. He kept luring people over by phone, and it was he who killed them."

The sound of crying echoed in the bedroom, and despair seeped into the mirror. The crying woman touched the mirror with both hands, and her body slowly merged into the mirror.

He overcame his fear in Animal Alley, dared to stay behind alone to cover the retreat in the midnight mall, and cried. He was the neighbor who went out with Han Fei the most. Now he was no longer the child who only knew how to play hide-and-seek.

When the crying began, the whole room was filled with sorrow, and all the despair became weapons of tears.

Without letting anyone else interfere, she cried as she entered the dark room reflected in the mirror, then slowly brought her hands together towards the child.

His ten fingers seemed to be able to stir the despair in the child's soul, directly turning the resentment of being enslaved by the child into shackles that bound him.

Despair formed a cage, and the crying stirred up the child's most painful past. When the boy went hysterical, the crying delivered him to the mouth of the black python.

The dark figure swallowed the boy's body whole, while the crying figure stood on top of the boy, pointing a finger at the boy's forehead.

The intense pain caused the boy to scream in agony. Despair gradually filled his mind, and a single, icy tear, formed entirely of yin energy, streamed from his numb eyes.

Reaching out to take away the teardrop, the crying carried away all the boy's memories and despair.

Compared to boys, crying seems like a gluttonous, desperate monster.

"Snapped!"

The mirror shattered, and a black python emerged from it, crying and clutching its shell.

The body remained unchanged despite the crying, only the aura of despair intensified, and the area affected by the crying expanded once again.

The black python should have benefited the most. It devoured the room behind the mirror, absorbing all the resentment and yin energy that had accumulated there, causing its body to double in size.

"Attention player ID 0000! You have discovered an unknown type of pet!"

Pet type: ???

"New capability: Black Room".

"Black Room: Its body contains a black room."

As the black python ran back to Han Fei and Xu Qin's feet, Han Fei also received a system notification.

The little monster swallowed the strange mirror in the wardrobe and gained the mirror's power.

Han Fei had always been quite curious about this little monster, and he had asked Xu Qin about the specific training process, but Xu Qin knew nothing about it.

She simply used the room next door as a waste disposal area, constantly dumping cursed food into it. Who knew that the entire room would suddenly become sentient, and it began to fawn over Xu Qin in order to get more food.

Before retreating back into the shadows, the black python opened its mouth and spat out a girl holding a telephone.

The girl was a small vengeful spirit, with no smell of blood on her body, and a huge, unhealable wound on her back.

Han Fei touched her head with the secret of touching the depths of her soul. The girl's soul was pure, but her heart was filled with fear.

After she was locked inside the mirror, she became a tool for the boy to deceive his soul, which was indeed quite tragic.

"I saved you from the mirror, shouldn't you thank me? A life for a life, you'll be with us from now on."

The girl looked at the Rebirth Knife in Han Fei's hand, then at the scarlet dinner knives in Xu Qin's hand, and nodded blankly.

Do you know what kind of people live in this clinic and residential building?

Han Fei tried to communicate with the girl, but she didn't know if she understood him. She kept holding up four fingers, as if she was saying the fourth floor or room number four.

As someone who emerged from the Dead Building, Han Fei was inherently exceptionally sensitive to the number four.

But when he tried to press her for more information, the girl was unable to reveal any further details.

Having no other choice, he placed the girl in the altar first.

When the bedroom door was opened, Tie Nan and Yan Tang were eavesdropping by pressing their faces against the door.

"Brother Youfu, what did you find in the bedroom? Why did we hear you making someone laugh?" Yantang was really curious and finally asked after holding back for a long time.

"We were just communicating."

"Communication?" Yan Tang looked at the bedroom, which was also in a mess. He thought of how Han Fei had entered the previous room. "Could this be the way to deal with ghosts?"

"Let's go." Han Fei waved his hand. "Let's go to the fourth floor as soon as possible. We've been here long enough."

Han Fei still remembered the child's shoe print at the crossroads. The hatred from the plastic surgery hospital could come at any time, so they needed to hurry up and explore.

As Han Fei walked out of the house carrying the altar, he turned around and noticed that several more mirrors had appeared in the corridor.

“The mirrors in the clinic seem to be following us.” Yan Tang looked at the figures in the mirrors. “The building used to be full of people, but now they’ve all gone into the mirrors. That’s very strange. Do you think they went in voluntarily, or were they forced in by something?”

"If entering the mirror is the only way to survive, then I would definitely choose to enter the mirror."

Han Fei glanced behind him a few times, but the mirror that concealed the doctor did not follow.

The group arrived on the third floor, where more and more paper money gradually appeared on the ground. It seemed that someone on this floor had recently passed away, as even the couplets on both sides of the door were white.

"Have you noticed something strange?" Yan Tang pointed to a dressing table in a room: "All the mirrors on this floor seem to be covered with black cloth."

“When someone in the family passes away, the mirror in their room is usually covered. It is said that this can prevent their soul from attaching itself to the mirror.” After Han Fei finished speaking, he suddenly stopped in his tracks: “The soul of the deceased will be sucked into the mirror, and whoever is wearing the burial clothes is the real deceased.”

Han Fei summoned Tie Nan and asked, "Did you see a man wearing a funeral shroud before?"

"Yes."

"Was he the only one wearing a funeral shroud?"

"Yeah, everyone else is wearing all sorts of clothes, but it seems like he's the only one wearing a funeral shroud." Tie Nan still didn't understand what was going on.

"You should remember what that man in the funeral shroud looked like, right? Take a look around the third floor and see if you can find his picture." To complete the mission, Han Fei needed to find the real ghost in the building that met the requirements. The only one in the entire building was that man wearing a funeral shroud, and he seemed quite "mischievous." Catching him should be enough to complete the mission.

After checking all the rooms on the third floor without finding anything, they had no choice but to go to the fourth floor, which the girl had indicated.

There was a lot more paper money on the steps, and Han Fei even regretted not bringing the merchant along.

"Did you hear anything? It sounds like it's coming from downstairs." Tie Nan was at the back of the group. He wanted to contribute to the team, but as the highest-ranking member, he was the one who needed to be protected.

Looking down through the gap in the middle of the stairs, an incredibly eerie scene appeared.

In the passageway between the clinic and the residential building, a mirror seemed to be being pushed along the corridor, moving slowly without making a sound. Its target appeared to be Han Fei and his group.

"A mirror is following us," Tie Nan whispered a warning.

“I see it.” Han Fei didn’t stop. He was the first to arrive at the fourth floor. “The mirror can even move on its own. This place can be said to be the Mirror God’s paradise. Once we completely take over the plastic surgery hospital area, maybe I can build a special lounge for the Mirror God and fill it with his kind.”

The fourth floor of the residential building was decorated in a rather special way. On the left side of the corridor, every household was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, while on the right side, paper money was scattered and wreaths were placed at the door of each room.

Han Fei and his companions walked along the corridor, feeling extremely awkward and oppressed.

What exactly happened in this place?

Pick up an invitation from the ground; it reads, "The auspicious day has arrived; we invite relatives and friends to attend our wedding."

The invitations themselves were normal, but the names of the people on each invitation were removed.

Stepping on the wedding candies and paper money on the ground, Han Fei and his group arrived at the deepest part of the corridor, where a huge red cloth was placed in the darkest and most gloomy place in the entire building.

"My intuition tells me it's best not to touch this cloth," Yan Tang said, and Han Fei took the red cloth off.

Beneath the thick red cloth was a huge mirror.

A couple stands in the mirror; the woman wears a phoenix crown and a wedding robe, while the man is dressed in the robes of a top scholar. They appear to be holding a traditional Chinese wedding.

At first glance, the mirror reflected a mixture of red and white, half joy and half sorrow, with the newlyweds standing on the floor covered in wedding candies and paper money, their backs to the corridor.

A cold wind blew into the old building, the temperature began to drop rapidly, and the light became increasingly dim.

The paper money on the ground began to flutter, and the woman in the mirror seemed to take a step back.

Footsteps came from downstairs. The woman in the mirror seemed to hear something, and her body began to slowly turn.

"Brother Fu! Something's coming down the corridor!" Tie Nan shouted, pointing behind him.

A cold wind slipped into his sleeves, and Han Fei's ring began to give a warning. He slowly turned around and stared at the entrance to the stairwell.

A moment later, a man dressed in a funeral shroud appeared on the fourth floor.

He stood with his back to the players, neither approaching nor leaving them.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense. At this crucial moment, Aunt Li seemed to hear something, and she slowly walked towards the mirror at the end of the corridor.

Because of the mirror's reflection, the corridor appeared very long, but in reality, the woman only walked a few steps before arriving in front of the mirror.

"Auntie! Auntie! Don't go over there!" Yantang grabbed Li Dama. As he was pulling her back, he suddenly felt like someone was watching him.

Slowly raising her head, Yan Tang realized that the man and woman in the mirror had turned around at some point.

They both had perfect figures and flawless skin; the only thing that seemed a little off was that neither of them had their own face!
"Damn it! They're all coming!" Tie Nan clenched his fists, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Step back and help Yantang." Han Fei held the spirit altar with one hand and gripped the Rebirth Blade with the other.

"And what about you?" Tie Nan's question went unanswered, because before he could finish asking, Han Fei had already rushed toward the man dressed in funeral clothes while carrying the altar.

Holding the spirit altar, Han Fei sprinted at full speed, his figure imprinted in Tie Nan's eyes.

"I think I understand why they are afraid of him."

(End of this chapter)