My Healing Game

The number 4144 shows that Han Fei is now running into Building 4. It also proves that the wardrobe passage is indeed connected to different rooms. This curse, which is similar to the variant portal in the game, has aroused Han Fei's great interest.

　　 "As long as you kill the butterfly, the cabinet and the building will be everyone's!"

　　The dead building is now a butterfly, and belongs to the manager. It treats everyone as a tool and toy. It can sacrifice everyone's interests in order to achieve its goals.

　　 But if Han Fei becomes the manager of the dead building, he will respect the decision of most people and let more "people" find themselves.

　　 "Wait a minute! Why do I feel like something is pulling me on my back! Really!" The middle-aged man who ran at the back of the line was pale. He kept turning his head to look behind him, but his neck was about to be twisted, and he couldn't see what was climbing on his back.

　　 Everyone is running for their lives, and the middle-aged man dare not make too much noise. His ninja is uncomfortable trying to follow the woman.

　　 In the dark corridor, the sound-controlled lights flickered and dimmed. Compared with Building 1, the corridor of Building 4 was more dilapidated. There were traces of burning paper money and photos at the door of every house. They all seemed to be evocating souls.

　　 "What does the butterfly want to do?"

　　 The inside of the building was dark and gloomy. It was a kind of horror that had nothing to do with ghosts. It seemed that the human heart had deteriorated in this place and fermented into other things.

　　 Pushing open the security door, the old door shaft made a creaking sound, Han Fei looked at the dark corridor outside, and did not dare to run out immediately.

　　 Ruoyoruowu’s singing came from outside the building, Han Fei’s ring was already overwhelmed, and there were several cracks on it. It is estimated that the original owner of the ring did not expect that Han Fei would wear it and ran directly into places like the death building, and met with unspeakable singing several times.

　　 "How did you stop?" The woman was a little puzzled: "This place feels very bad for me, it seems that it is not as safe as the closet."

　　 "Can you hear the singing outside?"

　　 "Singing?" The woman shook her head: "I can't hear anything?"

"Are you two in love? Big brother and big sister, my back is really wrong!" The middle-aged man in blood finally followed, and he grabbed Han Fei's hand: "You help me look at my back Back, when I ran just now, something seemed to be pulling me all the time!"

　　 Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man's back. There was a statue of a **** lying in the middle of his spine, and the head of the statue seemed to go into the middle-aged man's spine.

　　 "Is there anything wrong? Did you two see anything? Is it a bug?" The middle-aged man waved his fat hand, but just couldn't touch it.

"It's just a little bug, don't scare yourself, take a deep breath, and then relax." Han Fei told the middle-aged man not to look back, and then he took out the death knife from the inventory: "Brother, talk a lot. I ask you, what did you do before? Have you killed anyone?"

　　 "How can I kill anyone! I have never killed a chicken!"

　　 "That's fine." The Wangsheng Knife will become sharper when facing an enemy whose hands are stained with blood. Han Fei is out of good intentions, and he is worried about hurting the middle-aged man.

　　 opened the blood suit, Han Fei held the handle of the knife, controlled the bright blade, and swung it down forcefully!

　　 The body of the deity was directly cut off and turned into fragments, but what Han Fei did not expect was that when the deity was shattered, its face slowly twisted and looked at Han Fei with a weird smile.

　　 God smiled?

　　'S back suddenly became relaxed. The middle-aged man wanted to see what the bug looked like, but when he turned his head, he saw fragments of idols all over the floor.

　　 "Is the thing under the bed crawling on my back?"

"You have carried it for a long time, but you are safe now. Probably..." Han Fei gently pressed the middle-aged man's back with the hand where Da Nie was hiding, and he found that there was still a bit of idol fragments that got into the man. In the flesh: "Let's bear it, it may hurt a bit."

　　 He took the mortal knife and dug out the last fragment, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a human face in the wound on the middle-aged man's back!

"what?"

　　Using a resurrection knife to cut the wound, Han Fei saw a thumb-sized idol inlaid in the flesh and blood of a middle-aged man. When he dug out the thumb-sized idol, there was a smaller idol under the wound of the idol!

　　 All the idols with the same weird smiles were embedded in the middle-aged man, looking straight at Han Fei.

"Provoking me? Provoking me in someone else's body?" Han Fei didn't know why the idol would stare at the middle-aged man. It may be because he is the weakest, or it may be because he has the worst luck, but no matter what the reason is, Han Fei I will never get used to this evil force.

　　 asked the middle-aged man to cover his eyes, Han Fei took out the blood-colored paper man, and then let the paper man get into the wound.

　　 "I will take out as many as there are in you. Anyway, it is not me who hurts."

　　 The smile on the face of the **** embedded deep in the middle-aged man's body freezes.

　　 Han Fei has already become a cruel under the temper of "Perfect Life", not to mention that the gods ran into other people's bodies, even if they ran into his own body, he would dare to do so.

　　 Manipulating the paper man, Han Fei took out two more idols from the middle-aged man.

The last idol was only the thickness of the chopsticks. The kid hiding in the idol was directly crushed by the blood-colored paper man. With a scream, a piece of paper and a piece of hair fell out of the kid's body, as if it was itself. It was because of the grievances on the paper and hair.

　　 The blood-colored paper man handed the piece of paper to Han Fei, with a name written on the front of the piece of paper, and a way of death written on the back-would he die if he was divided?

　　 The method of death that Han Fei saw first, there was a heavy resentment and curse in those words, and then he flipped through the paper and saw the other side's name.

　　 The two simple words made him unable to look away anymore.

　　 "Fu Sheng?"

　　Han Fei knew that there were memory fragments of the former president hidden in the dead building~www.readwn.com~, but he did not expect to find clues related to the former president in this way.

"Are all the ghosts in the idols guarding a piece of paper?" Han Fei was the first to kill the unlucky person. Although it was also a ghost in the idol, it was eaten by the paper man and his body was turned into shreds after death And flying ash, even if there is a piece of paper hidden, Han Fei is difficult to find.

　　 "Does this hair belong to Fu Sheng? His consciousness was divided into countless parts and then put into the idol?"

　　The manager of the dead building should be Butterfly. From this point of view, the consciousness of staying here as the building manager should have already encountered Butterfly's poisonous hand.

　　 "I think I might understand the scariest thing in room 4144."

　　 Han Fei looked at the words on the paper, his name and hair were both the medium of the curse, and the words on the paper were the curse itself.

　　 There are countless death curses in the death building. Han Fei now extremely suspects that those death curses may have been prepared for one person.

　　 was at least 40 years older than Han Fei, and had a black box many years ago.

　　 Although he failed, even if his consciousness was cut into countless pieces, he still hadn't left the table and was able to arrange backhands. From this point of view alone, he was already very scary.

　　 "If the butterfly really got the memory fragments of the office manager, then I have another reason to kill it. The black box in my mind must not be let the second person know."