My Healing Games

Chapter 966 Love Has Become a Trick
"Han Fei? What does he want to do?!"

Players knew that Han Fei had gone out to explore the village alone, and they also knew that Han Fei was very strong. They had guessed all sorts of possibilities, but they never expected that Han Fei would bring all the ghosts and monsters of the village to the old house.

The main task of the seventh layer of nightmares is to exorcise evil spirits, but now Han Fei has become the leader of the monsters.

"Make way, everyone." Han Fei stopped in front of the old house's entrance hall. "Whether this nightmare is Yao Qiang's or Yao Yuan's, the old house is a prison for them, confining their souls and lives here. We must destroy this place to truly exorcise the evil spirits."

The evil-repelling bells hanging at the four corners of the old house rang incessantly, cracks appeared on the mirror above the entrance hall, and yin energy swept in, approaching the old house from all directions.

The ghost children hugged the ball, laughing and joking as if they were playing a very fun game. They jumped and skipped in the garden, calling Yao Yuan's name from downstairs in the old house, hoping he would come down and play with them.

The neighbor's cat jumped onto the courtyard wall, and the white cat dressed in a funeral shroud looked worriedly towards the third floor of the old house.

The older sister, soaking wet, climbed out of the pond, her black hair plastered to her body. She was also carrying a box of cakes that had been soaked and ruined by the pond water.

One by one, elderly people approached the door. They were hunched over and weak, accusing Yao Qiang and repeatedly banging on the door.

More and more ghosts and monsters are appearing, and everyone is calling out to Yao Yuan, trying to take him out of the room.

If one doesn't know the truth, the scene before one's eyes is indeed terrifying, with various "vengeful ghosts" calling for souls, trying to take the children from the old house away.

Trapped on the third floor, Yao Yuan heard the sounds outside. His body trembled more and more violently, as if he was struggling internally. His eyes rolled back, revealing only the whites of his eyes.

Amidst the repeated calls to his soul, Yao Yuan subconsciously began to respond. He desperately tried to break free from his father's embrace, banging his head against the wall, not stopping even as his face was covered in blood.

This is a standard possession scenario. Yao Qiang is shouting for help, and the players are now very hesitant.

On the one hand, Han Fei does indeed resemble the main villain in a ghost movie, and all the ghosts are indeed calling for souls; but on the other hand, Han Fei is also the vice president of the Happy Community, so he shouldn't side with Meng and betray the players.

Time ticked by, and with each turn of the clock, the nightmare tore more and more apart. Led by Han Fei, the ghosts began to try to enter the old house.

All sorts of protective items inside the house were broken by the erosion of the yin energy, and resentment and hatred were growing. However, the most powerful and vicious hatred did not come from outside the house.

"Stop them! Stop them! They're all ghosts! Can't you see them? They're all evil ghosts! They want to take my son away and ruin my child!" Yao Qiang screamed hysterically.

The shadows spread throughout the building, the footsteps grew more frequent, and the ghosts walked up the stairs of the old house, causing Yao Yuan's reactions to become increasingly intense.

Just before midnight, Yao Yuan finally broke free from his father's embrace. He desperately wanted to escape this home and get away from his father!
A closed room, walls covered with talismans, books piled up in the corners, and endless study materials—this was the entirety of Yao Yuan's world.

Amidst the ghostly cries of souls, he ran with all his might, but just as his hand touched the door on the third floor, the clock struck midnight.

In that instant, Yao Yuan seemed to lose control of his body. Strange sounds emanated from his bones, and thin, long blood vessels pierced through his body, turning him from a human into a puppet that could be manipulated!
"Why did you leave? I'm the one who loves you most in the world, and I'm the only one who truly cares for you. Why would you rather run to a ghost than stay away from me?"

A venomous voice came from Yao Qiang's mouth, and his eyes became somewhat frightening. His body, which was originally normal, began to mutate. With each step he took forward, some sticky black substance would fall from his body.

"Did I send you to school to harm you? I don't want you to follow in my footsteps, and I'm shielding you from all temptations. Is that harming you? Why won't you understand me? Everything I've done is for your own good!"

Where Yao Qiang walked, a dark trail remained, and bluish-black patterns grew on his skin, the source of which was in his pocket.

All the ugliness and distortion emanated from his pocket, and his twisted love for children was amplified by what was in his pocket.

"Don't go out! I'm the only one in this world who truly loves you!"

Yao Qiang reached out his hand. He and Yao Yuan were several meters apart, but as soon as he spoke, the thin threads that grew from Yao Yuan's body would pull Yao Yuan closer to him.

Under Yao Qiang's "education," Yao Yuan became a puppet who lost himself. He could not think for himself, and his true self was slowly erased. The excuse of love was enough to dispel all of Yao Yuan's resistance!

"Oh!"

The door on the third floor was kicked open violently, and Han Fei and the village's ghosts dismantled the door frame inside the house.

"Yao Qiang, don't try to portray yourself as so noble. Now that things have come to this, do you still want to continue deceiving your child?" Han Fei, enduring the terrifying aura emanating from Yao Qiang, shouted, "Why is your child possessed? Why has he gone mad? Don't you know the real reason behind this?"

Han Fei looked at Yao Qiang's pockets, at all the places where the dream traces flowed out. The real evil in this nightmare was hidden in Yao Qiang's phone!

"The children playing downstairs, the neighbors who like to keep cats, the extracurricular books in the bookstore, and the warm-hearted elderly people in the village—none of these are the main reasons affecting Yao Yuan! The real root of your child's suffering lies within yourself!"

The closed bedroom door on the second floor was opened, and Shi Hua led out an ordinary-looking, blank-faced middle-aged woman. She was dazed and could only repeat simple words, like an obedient puppet.

What's particularly disturbing is that after the middle-aged woman left her room on the second floor, small patches of lividity began to appear on her skin, suggesting that she had already died in Yao Yuan's life.

"You're talking nonsense! Yao Yuan! Don't listen to his bullshit!" Yao Qiang noticed that Yao Yuan had suddenly stopped halfway through, and he became anxious: "I'm your family! I gave birth to you, raised you, and provided for you with everything! You must listen to me!"

"You gave birth to him and raised him, so you can take him away at will?" Han Fei entered the room. There was still one crucial point in this seventh layer of nightmare that he hadn't figured out: what exactly was the evil in Yao Yuan's eyes?
In Yao Qiang's eyes, evil is anything that affects Yao Yuan's studies, and it's the children who discovered his secret. If this is his nightmare, then exorcising all the ghosts in the village will solve the problem; but if this is Yao Yuan's nightmare, then who is the evil in Yao Yuan's eyes? Yao Qiang? His mother? Or is it a specific event? A specific thing?
Without the Rebirth Blade in hand, Han Fei dared not get too close. He kept his eyes fixed on Yao Qiang's pocket, using his Word of Power to try and get Yao Yuan to find him.

Not only Han Fei, but other ghosts were also calling for Yao Yuan. The child stood between Han Fei and Yao Qiang, his body pierced by countless blood lines, as if he would be torn apart at any moment.

As Yao Yuan endured excruciating pain, the appearance of a figure completely changed the situation.

Yao Yuan's mother, who was always locked on the second floor, went up to the third floor. She was covered in livid mortis and looked terrifying, but when she saw Yao Yuan, she smiled foolishly. Yao Yuan's mother seemed to be more like a child than Yao Yuan himself.

"Get out! Get out of here!" Yao Qiang yelled at his wife, but Shi Hua walked behind the female corpse at that moment, supporting her with her body by holding the woman's arm.

“I found some photos and clues in the bedroom on the second floor. Their family was in a car accident when Yao Yuan was very young. Yao Yuan’s mother suffered a brain injury and was in a coma for a long time. When she woke up again, she had become mentally ill.” Shi Hua handed some photos to Han Fei: “Yao Qiang wasn’t so paranoid at first. He treated Yao Yuan’s mother and took care of Yao Yuan’s life and schooling. But later, perhaps due to the appearance of a third party, Yao Qiang was prepared to abandon Yao Yuan’s mother and give up on the mentally ill patient. I suspect that Yao Yuan secretly looked at Yao Qiang’s phone. After learning that Yao Qiang had abandoned his mother, he lost interest in studying and seemed to be possessed.”

“Your guess is too mild.” Han Fei glanced at the photo, then looked at the lividity on Yao Yuan’s mother’s body and her obedient appearance: “Yao Qiang may have conspired with others to kill Yao Yuan’s mother. As a result, Yao Yuan discovered something, and the strong stimulation caused him to be possessed by an evil spirit.”

The players' chatter reached Yao Qiang and Yao Yuan's ears. The father and son reacted very differently. Yao Yuan's numb and terrifying face showed pain and struggle, and tears streamed from his eyes, which were mostly white. Yao Qiang's face began to contort, and bluish-black lines that had sprouted from his pockets crawled up every inch of his skin, making his appearance increasingly horrifying!
"I didn't kill anyone! She went mad! She was out of her mind when she fell from the third floor!" Yao Qiang's body began to mutate at an accelerated pace. He took out a rusty knife used for warding off evil spirits from the pile of talismans. The knife was very well hidden: "You have all been bewitched by ghosts! You are all ghosts!"

His clothes were torn, and the bluish-black lines transformed into resentment that enveloped Yao Qiang's body. His constantly vibrating cell phone fell out of his pocket, and the voice of another unfamiliar woman came through the phone. The gist of her statement was that she was unwilling to take care of a madman and a little burden unless Yao Qiang could lighten the "burden" around him.

The strange woman's words became sharp and piercing. Upon hearing that voice, Yao Yuan went completely mad. Blood began to flow from his seven orifices, and he trembled violently. His body felt as if it were being torn apart by some force. He wanted to escape, but his world consisted only of this room.

"Shut up! Stop talking! Stop crying! All of you shut up!" A terrifying fear gathered around Yao Qiang, and all the black matter entered his body, making him exude an aura close to hatred!
The players didn't kill the ghosts in the village, so Yao Qiang only absorbed about half the resentment of this nightmare world, but even so, it was still difficult to deal with.

"Why are you all against me! I'm doing this for your own good! I'm doing this for everyone's good! Why are you all forcing me, why are you all trying to kill me!" Yao Qiang had completely gone mad. He grabbed the rusty knife used to ward off evil and slashed at Han Fei!
Han Fei was standing at the very front of all the players. If he dodged, the players behind him would be in trouble. Not to mention others, Shi Hua and Yao Yuan's mother would definitely be killed.

"The one who drove you to your death wasn't someone else, it was yourself." Han Fei stood rooted to the spot, blood-red ghostly patterns swirling across his body. He raised a finger and pointed forward: "A great calamity!"

A brutal roar erupted, and four enormous arms emerged from behind Han Fei, tearing open the roof of the old house. Da Nie savagely collided with Yao Qiang.

The house trembled, bricks and tiles shattered, and the completely alienated Yao Qiang lost all humanity, but he still could not defeat the Great Evil head-on.

The phone was crushed, and a faint black flame burned in Yao Qiang's heart. If he could use the entire nightmare as fuel, Yao Qiang could become the hatred that ignited the black flame. But unfortunately, in this nightmare, apart from him, all the ghosts and monsters stood with Han Fei.

Not only were their own resentments cured by Han Fei, but they also helped Han Fei attack Yao Qiang.

As the tide receded, Yao Qiang was gradually suppressed by the Great Evil. The evil-suppressing blade in its hand was knocked away, and the evil spirits on its body were constantly being torn apart by the Great Evil.

As his power weakened, Yao Yuan, who had been going mad, slowly regained his senses, and the child was finally about to break free from his possessed state.

The two giant demons fought fiercely, and the players hid behind Han Fei, none daring to move. In their eyes, Han Fei's back was incredibly tall, and they even wished they could regard him as their godfather.

Yao Qiang was deeply obsessed. Even with half of his body destroyed, he was still unwilling to give up. He wanted to drag everyone down with him, constantly cursing and swearing.

He was prepared to abandon the Great Sin and kill the players first, but when he lunged at Han Fei and his mother, who was covered in corpse spots, a rusty demon-suppressing knife pierced his back!

With an incredulous look in his eyes, Yao Qiang turned to look behind him. Yao Yuan was gripping the knife in both hands, muttering something like a madman.

"Did you kill me?" Yao Qiang, filled with resentment, looked at his child, as if something else had also vanished with his life.

The clock on the wall stopped ticking. It took Yao Qiang a long time to react. He reached back with a resentful hand, but he could no longer grab his child: "You're just like your mother..."

Yao Qiang's neck was bitten off by the Great Evil, and resentment and hatred scattered, causing the edge of the dream to begin to collapse.

At the same time Yao Qiang died, his mother, covered in lividity, also lost all vitality and turned into a rag doll with the word "Mom" written on it.

Yao Yuan was the only one left on the third floor of the old house. He held the evil-repelling knife and looked at the talismans all over the room.

Shi Hua, who was hiding behind, saw this scene, picked up the doll, walked to Yao Yuan's side, and hugged him.

"When you were little, your father's family was very poor. His name was Yao Qiang. He was poor, insecure, sensitive, and stubborn. He studied hard and graduated from a prestigious university. He was determined to change his fate, but some things can't be achieved just by hard work. After repeated failures, he became extreme. Later, he had a son late in life, and he named his child Yao Yuan, hoping that his child could stand on a higher peak than him and see a more distant view. But he never expected... that the distance between father and son would become the farthest distance in the world."

Yao Yuan looked up at Shi Hua, as if he felt that Shi Hua was somewhat familiar, but this nightmare was about to dissipate.

Everything in the dream rushed toward Han Fei's ghostly markings. Yao Yuan held the doll and didn't say another word from beginning to end.

Han Fei put away his great evil and, in the final stage of the nightmare's collapse, walked to Yao Yuan and Shi Hua's side: "Do you two know each other?"

“My full name is Yao Shihua, and my brother’s name is Yao Qiang. He wanted to raise his child to be the most outstanding talent, but later his child Yao Yuan killed him with his own hands and joined some kind of murder group chat, becoming a wanted criminal.”

Butterfly patterns crawled all over Yao Yuan's body; the child vanished along with the nightmare.

(End of this chapter)