My Healing Games

Chapter 965 The Exorcism Begins

A strange customer came to the bookstore in the middle of the village. His eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed as if a terrible beast was being suppressed inside him.

"Han Fei, do you... need to rest for a bit?" The homeroom teacher was dragged to the bookstore by Han Fei. As a ghost whisperer, he had already sensed something was wrong. After getting close to Han Fei, he heard the cries of countless ghosts. It seemed that Han Fei had killed more ghosts than he had ever seen in his entire life!
At first, he thought he had made a mistake and confused the ghosts in the nightmare with the abnormality on Han Fei's body. But as greed appeared in Han Fei's eyes, every time he glanced at Han Fei, he felt as if he were staring into an abyss.

What's even more terrifying is that if he stared at him for too long, it felt as if his own soul was being devoured by Han Fei.

"Rest? What's there to rest? I'm in great shape right now." Pushing aside the bookshelf full of study materials, Han Fei came to the place in the bookstore where "leisure books" were stored. Yao Qiang probably thought that all books unrelated to studying were "leisure books." These books all gave people a gloomy feeling, as if they contained something that could not be seen by others.

"Some books in bookstores have arms that reach out and pull readers inside. I suspect Yao Qiang said that on purpose because he's worried his child will become addicted to certain books." The homeroom teacher casually flipped open a detective novel, bright red blood splattered on his face, and a rusty knife fell out of the book: "Holy crap!"

"Don't get agitated. This is just a normal detective novel. Just because the victim was killed with a knife doesn't mean it's gory and violent, right? Blood is red, there's nothing wrong with that, is there?" Han Fei took the book and flipped through a few pages. "Do you think a child who reads a detective novel will become a murderer?"

The homeroom teacher shook her head: "Probably not..."

"Do you think a child would have a mental breakdown if he witnessed his father cheating on him and was constantly subjected to distorted and heavy love?" Han Fei put the blood-stained book back on the bookshelf.

"An unhappy childhood can indeed leave a shadow in a person's heart." The homeroom teacher seemed to be thinking about his own past.

"Some people are arrogant and conceited, habitually ignoring their own mistakes and then blaming others for their bad outcomes." Han Fei looked at the books on the bookshelf, which seemed like monstrous floods and vengeful ghosts to Yao Qiang: "When a person cannot find the cause within themselves, they will blame everything related to them. These idle books will indeed have an impact on children, but if one day a child picks up a knife, what we need to think about is not what books he has read, but to delve into his life and see what he has experienced."

With bloodshot eyes, Han Fei, who seemed like a demon crawling out of the abyss, said things that many people never thought of.

The bookshelves shook, books fell one by one, and all sorts of arms reached out from the books, tearing at Han Fei's soul, trying to drag him into the books, but they could not shake Han Fei's will at all.

"The seventh layer of the nightmare is special. Here, desire becomes a ghost, and all sorts of temptations become tools for killing. This small village will make players lose themselves in its terrifying appearance. When time runs out, the real ghost will devour everyone." Han Fei let the arm in the book pull him, leaning against the bookshelf: "This nightmare has an even more vicious setting. Thirty players enter the nightmare. Human hearts are unpredictable. As life enters its countdown, everyone will go crazy in order to survive, staging all sorts of ugly and cruel scenes. At that time, survival will become the greatest temptation, the strongest desire, and the most terrifying ghost."

After hearing Han Fei's analysis, the homeroom teacher broke out in a cold sweat: "The more you want to live, the scarier the ghosts become? Does that mean we don't have much time left?"

"The truth is hidden throughout the village. To uncover the evidence and expose Yao Qiang's lies, you must experience the various supernatural phenomena in the village. It's especially important not to confront these phenomena. Because if you do, it will only confirm Yao Qiang's claim, proving that these ghosts are indeed very dangerous." Han Fei revealed the most contradictory aspect of this nightmare. Without him, it would be virtually impossible for players to clear the seventh level of the nightmare.

"I understand now! That's why you carried the little boy out of the well! The boy is Yao Yuan's friend. If we don't upset the boy, he can help us persuade Yao Yuan to tell him that everything was a lie fabricated by his father!" The homeroom teacher suddenly realized: "I never thought it could be done this way. This exorcism removes the evil from people's hearts."

Knowing is one thing, doing is another. Even if you know how to break the deadlock, it's difficult for ordinary players to replicate Han Fei's way of clearing the game.

"Leave the village to me to explore. You go back to the old house immediately and tell the other players all your speculations so they don't panic." Han Fei's body was scratched by the arms in the book, and more and more arms were reaching out. He was still calmly chatting with his homeroom teacher.

Don't you need my help?

"No need." Han Fei grabbed an arm that stretched out from the book: "My will and the Yin spirit cannot shake it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei used the power of his greedy personality. Instead of being dragged away by the arms in the book, all the arms were pulled out by Han Fei "by the roots"!
"They want to tempt me, and I want to eat them, which makes perfect sense."

Ignoring the stunned homeroom teacher, Han Fei left the bookstore and ran towards the next building.

Yao Qiang only led the players to visit a small part of the area; there are still many places in this seventh layer of nightmares that have not been explored.

It took the homeroom teacher a long time to calm down. After parting ways with Han Fei, he ran towards the old house.

As midnight drew closer, the atmosphere inside the old house grew increasingly heavy. The homeroom teacher noticed some players pacing back and forth as soon as he entered the garden.

"Don't go anywhere else for now. The real ghost is hiding in the old house." The homeroom teacher quietly approached the players, preventing them from running out and causing trouble for Han Fei.

Seeing the player who had been taken away by the ghost miraculously return, the players were surprised but also worried. Could it be that the homeroom teacher had been replaced by the ghost?

Trust is precious in a nightmare. Players are constantly faced with various tests of humanity and life-or-death choices. In the end, everyone decided to trust Han Fei and the homeroom teacher this time. Instead of going out, they all gathered in the old house.

There was a small window open in the attic of the house. The person inside noticed that no players had entered the village to exorcise the evil spirits, and their eyes darkened.

"Don't get into conflict with the ghosts in the village. Once you make the ghosts in the village your target for exorcism, it will be difficult to get them to help us catch the real ghosts." The homeroom teacher went into the old house and first found his two teammates, and quietly told them about what he and Han Fei had encountered.

Hearing Han Fei's speculation and approach, Xia Bing, who had been keeping a cold face, also felt incredulous. Sometimes it's not hard to make a speculation, but it's hard to boldly and firmly carry it out.

A normal player, upon learning that the quest is to exorcise evil spirits, would inevitably begin exploring the village, making contact with the ghosts and monsters there in order to gather evidence and clues. But who can be like Han Fei, who, even after witnessing ghosts firsthand, can remain calm, think rationally, and actively and enthusiastically immerse himself in the world of ghosts and monsters?
The Seventh Nightmare was originally Yao Qiang's scheme to let exorcists see ghosts and monsters so that they would help him eliminate the ghosts in the village, but everything changed because of Han Fei's arrival.

At 11:50 p.m., Yao Qiang returned to the old house with his phone. When he saw the players all crowded in the yard, he flew into a rage: "Did I pay you guys to come here to weed?! Did you even listen to what I said before?! At midnight, a ghost is going to forcibly possess my child, and instead of going to find the ghost, what are you all doing here?!"

"You care so much about your child, yet you left him when he needed your love the most to answer the phone, leaving him alone in a haunted room. You're not a very good father, are you?" Braised Pork said honestly, relying on his thick skin.

"Liar! You won't get a single penny from me!" Yao Qiang angrily put away his phone. He walked through the players, and when his shoes landed at the entrance of the old house, the temperature suddenly began to drop. A chilling aura, like a child's hand, slowly crept up the backs of every player.

The already dim lights inside the house began to flicker, and some strange black substance began to seep out from the corners of the old house, like blood, or something else.

Yao Qiang's leather shoes creaked loudly on the old wooden floor. When he reached the second floor, he saw Shi Hua coming out of her room. In that instant, his face turned frightening.

What were you doing in my wife's room?

"I'm just curious whether your wife is possessed by a ghost. After all, a normal woman, seeing her child in so much pain, wouldn't want to stay inside all the time."

Shi Hua ignored Yao Qiang and prepared to walk downstairs. Suddenly, Yao Qiang grabbed Shi Hua's wrist: "Don't think you know everything. You have no idea how much I've sacrificed!"

"Let go!" Xia Bing's cold voice rang out behind Yao Qiang, and the other players also gathered around.

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, strange noises suddenly rang out from Yao Yuan's room on the third floor.

The group rushed up to the third floor, and when they pushed open the door, they were all shocked by the bizarre scene before them.

Yao Yuan's face was deathly pale, and his body was covered with talismans. He stood on his toes, and his head seemed to be being grabbed by something.

The copper bells hanging on the door kept ringing, the talismans all over the room began to bleed, the cold wind lashed against the windows that were boarded up, and hurried footsteps could be heard on the roof.

The lights on the third floor flickered a few times, and whenever the room fell into darkness, it seemed as if unknown changes would occur around us.

"Yao Yuan?" Yao Qiang shouted at the door. He rushed into the third floor, but as soon as he entered, bloody marks began to appear on Yao Yuan's body, and strange patterns flowed through his flesh. Deep fear also appeared in Yao Yuan's eyes.

"When Han Fei and Yao Qiang went in together before, Yao Yuan wasn't afraid of Han Fei, but of his father?" Shi Hua and Xia Bing saw it clearly this time. In Yao Yuan's eyes, his father was more terrifying than any ghost or monster.

"Don't be afraid, Daddy will save you. You must be possessed!" Yao Qiang tried to hug his child, but Yao Yuan struggled desperately. He seemed to be having an epileptic seizure and was enduring unimaginable pain.

"Oh!"

With only five minutes left until midnight, the garden gate was smashed open, and Han Fei emerged from the shadows of the street, followed by a village of demons and monsters.

An eerie aura enveloped them as they trod on withered flowers and surrounded the old house.

"The exorcism ritual has begun..."

(End of this chapter)