My Iyashikei Game Chapter 504: The smiling face I made for her

In the game "Perfect Life", in theory, any prop can be used as a weapon, but it is the first time that Tetsuo has seen someone charging with a spiritual altar.

Since Han Fei entered the residential building, the weird atmosphere has continued to increase, and the yin air is like a shackle, making people unable to breathe.

At this time, the man in the shroud came over again, and repeatedly and repeatedly provoked Han Fei to decide not to keep his hands.

He wants to find the laughing ghost as soon as possible, then complete the task and leave with three players.

The man in the shroud stood with his back to Han Fei, confident, he was different from the others trapped in the mirror.

Every piece of paper money under your feet seems to have a subtle connection with him. He seems to be the protagonist of the funeral on the fourth floor.

The loose shroud fluttered with the wind, and the man began to turn around slowly, and a very dangerous breath also radiated from him.

Han Fei's skin was stung by Yin Qi, and ghost lines appeared automatically.

He was fearless and, accompanied by several figures, crashed into the darkness!

Despair is scattered all over the sky, Han Fei raised the spiritual altar and directly smashed it down!

"Pop!"

The mirror exploded in the air, and every fragment reflected Han Fei's face.

When the last piece of glass fell, shadows came out from Han Fei's side.

"Why don't you always let me out?" Li Qiu's lanky body was bent ninety degrees, with his head down and perpendicular to the ground. It smiled at Tie Nan and Yan Tang.

The cry sounded, fingers fiddled with the heartstrings of a living person, and half of his head was exposed behind Han Fei's crying.

The one-eyed firefly dragon silently stepped away, and the blood bloomed, and a knife wrapped in human skin was directly nailed into the mirror at the end of the corridor.

The cracks were like lightning, splitting everything in an instant.

"You can't run away."

The man in the shroud disappeared, and there was only a fragment of the mirror where he stood just now.

But looking back at the mirror at the end of the corridor, there was a man in a shroud in the huge mirror.

This ghost seems to be able to walk through the mirror freely. His special ability fits perfectly with the mirror, and his speed is ridiculously fast. So far, Han Fei has not seen his face.

"Whether the mirror is broken or the mirror is a mirror, it must be a piece of fragments left. Maybe I can let it eat all the mirrors." Han Fei grasped the shadow on the wall, the black python understood, and opened. Happily swallowed the mirror fragments stained with yin air.

It is difficult for others to deal with the ghost in the mirror, but Han Fei is different. He has a little monster in his hand that can't even be identified by the system. This thing can eat anything and digest everything.

"Eat slowly, there is still a lot in this building." The black-shaded belly is like a bottomless pit. After digesting the mirror fragments, its body swells a bit.

"Yes, You Fu, why did your family come out of the spiritual altar?" Tie Nan didn't pay attention when he was in the hotel. Now he saw the ghost close at hand, so scared that his soul would fly out.

"How do I feel that you are scolding me?" Han Fei frowned slightly and pushed Tetsuo to the side. He and the neighbors looked at the mirror at the end of the corridor.

That mirror is the largest mirror in the entire building. It seems that there is another world hidden in the mirror, and the things inside have their own lives and consciousness.

The two sides confronted each other, and their meeting point was Aunt Li and Yantang.

The voice in the aunt's ear became louder and louder. The owner of that voice seemed to have lost patience, and he didn't care about other things, and directly let his own voice get into the aunt's mind.

Severe pain came, and memories that did not belong to me exploded in my mind, and ordinary people simply couldn't bear such pain.

Aunt Li let out a scream and fell down toward the mirror. When her head was about to touch the mirror, Yantang's hand and one of the arms in the mirror grabbed the aunt at the same time.

"Do it!"

The mirror surface was like a pool of blood stained red, and blood oozes from every crack. The newlyweds in Chinese wedding coats completely turned around, and there seemed to be bugs moving under their bald faces.

Then something more terrifying happened. The smooth skin of the couple's face turned outward, and scars bulged out from under the skin, as if someone had sewn a crying expression on their faces with surgical thread.

The screams sounded, and the couple rushed out of the mirror.

"What a strong resentment."

The grievance was so high that they were killed at the happiest moment, and the happy event turned into a funeral.

Although they don't have facial features on their faces, the scars sewn with needles and threads can show their feelings at this time.

Sorrow, pain, and extremely sad.

Negative emotions are like sticky threads, which not only infect the people around them, but also drag them into the world in the mirror.

The hysterical cry sounded at the end of the corridor, and strangely, there was also a cry beside Han Fei.

This is the cry of a child, there is no extra emotion in the voice, it is completely dominated by despair.

He was born a desperate child, and what his biological father liked most was his crying.

Ten fingers pierced the skin, crying and rushed to the first one.

The sticky negative emotions have become the weapons of the men and women in the mirror. Paper money is flying everywhere, but none of their attack methods can cause any substantial harm to crying.

Cry immersed in the depths of despair, you can use all desperate things, as long as the enemy has despair remaining in their hearts, the knife that killed them is already buried in their own hearts.

The more desperate you are, the closer the tip of your knife will be to your heart’s mouth.

While crying and fighting with his new wife, Li Zhao could not wait to walk to Yantang and Aunt Li.

"It's great. I like the breath on you very much. The young man is very promising. This aunt also made me admire me. As expected, I can't be seen." Li Shao's neck was almost bent to a hundred and eighty degrees, and he turned upside down. Staring at Yantang with his head, even if Yantang was courageous, he was frightened at this time.

Li Shao wanted to drag Auntie away from the mirror, but as soon as he pulled Auntie Li, Aunt Li let out another scream. Her seven orifices began to bleed, and her body became weaker and weaker.

Aunt Li's painful voice spread far in the corridor, and the things hidden in the dark finally couldn't sit still.

In the room on the fourth floor near the stairs, the sound of the mirror shattering was heard, and then a large amount of plasma poured out from the door. The plasma seemed to have life, and after flowing out of the room, it slowly gathered into a blood-red weird person.

His body is much taller than a normal person, and his face also has no facial features, but he was sutured with surgical thread to give an angry expression.

After the angry man appeared, the sound of brisk footsteps came from downstairs, and a child dragged a person's head and popped up at the entrance of the corridor on the fourth floor.

His face turned slowly, and on his face without facial features, a happy expression was sewn with needles and threads.

The harsh laughter sounded, and the boy dragged the man's head and rushed towards Han Fei!

There seems to be infinite power hidden in the tiny body, with an afterimage behind it, and the speed is amazing.

Huge eyes opened on the wall beside Han Fei, and the girl holding the fish tank raised her head, and the band she covered over her eyes fell, revealing the deep hole.

The boy seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, slowed down, and before he could react, a knife slashed directly across his neck.

In a different place on his head, the expression on the boy's face stitched with surgical thread is still smiling, but under the smile, it is full of blood and pain.

"Ying Yue’s gaze is not something everyone can bear. Sadness, anger, and happiness are all stitched onto the faces of residents in the building. I understand why this place is called a mirror clinic. Used to make new cheeks for those shameless monsters in the mirror."

"Pop!"

The sound of shattering mirrors continued to sound, and the noise was so loud that the loud noise could be heard all over the street.

The sound of messy footsteps soon sounded in the corridor, and the silhouettes of the people who were standing in the mirror came out, and their faces without facial features were all cut out with knives.

The split wounds acted as lips, the scabs turned into eyes, and thin surgical lines outlined the eyebrows and nose.

The faces without facial features have fixed expressions. They wear all kinds of clothes, men, women and children, all crowded toward the fourth floor.

Han Fei is now very grateful that he didn't directly do it in the clinic. If a lot of mirrors were destroyed at that time, they would probably be drawn out in advance.

In such a cramped environment, besieged by so many ghosts, he may not be able to survive.

Moving backwards, a few people gathered together to protect Aunt Li in the middle.

The aunt who fell to the ground now has a splitting headache, her eyes are red and swollen, and her eyes are full of bloodshot eyes.

It seems to be aware that the aunt's breath is weak, and can no longer stand the toss, the voice in her mind that has been calling her finally stopped.

This small detail caught Han Fei's attention. From the beginning, the owner of the mirror clinic didn't seem to want to hurt Aunt Li, but just kept calling her.

Han Fei asked Aunt Li before, and the aunt replied at that time, saying that the voice made the aunt stay away from Han Fei as soon as possible.

Maybe that voice thinks Han Fei is dangerous, so he wants to protect her in his own way.

"Since you all regard me as a bad person, then I will be bad once and let you see it." Han Fei's eyes showed a bit of evil, and his smile began to twist and hide, as if the dark side hidden deep in his heart was activated.

Under the awkward gaze of the other two players, Han Fei grabbed Aunt Li by the collar and pulled her from the ground.

Take out the mortal knife, the bright light of the knife illuminates the dark corridor, and then Han Fei put the mortal knife on Aunt Li's shoulder.

The aunt's face is full of blood. She is trying to digest the extra memories in her mind. Her body is very weak and she can't resist.

"Your wife is here. If you don't want her to die, you'd better come out by yourself."

With a cold tone, a perverted smile, and a vicious look in his eyes, Han Fei seems to have completely changed.

He pinched Aunt Li's neck with one hand, and his fingers fell into the aunt's flesh.

The **** Aunt Li seemed unable to breathe anymore, and her hands and feet began to struggle subconsciously.

After touching the player, Han Fei could clearly see the opponent's real-time attributes, and at this time he stared at the aunt's health.

"You walked away like a tortoise, throwing all the difficulties and despair to her. Did you know that she has been looking for you for twenty years?"

Activated by the talent of the throat choked by the devil, coupled with the active ability of speech spirit, every word Han Fei said now contains special power.

"You are dead, do you want to kill her now? Do you want to make your child an orphan?"

"Like those orphans you have ever seen, you can't even choose your own life, and you are forced to accept the fate of others' charity. From mind to soul, everything is filled with despair!"

The voice was suppressed and angry, and the blue veins on the back of his hand violently, Han Fei's hand gripping the aunt's neck seemed to be slowly exerting force.

"She used her life to find you, and now she finally walked in front of you, are you willing to watch her die?"

Han Fei heard a strange noise coming from downstairs, something was slowly approaching.

"It seems that you really don't care about her. Even if she dies in front of you, you will be indifferent."

The blade is raised, and Han Fei's cold eyes are reflected in the bright light of the knife.

He listened to the sound of the slow movement downstairs, and he made a hysterical laugh in his mouth. Without hesitation, he swung the knife down with all his strength!

The mortal butcher knife will become extremely sharp when facing an enemy whose hands are stained with blood, but it cannot kill those who are truly kind.

This is the characteristic of the Resurrection Knife, but even so, Han Fei didn't dare to gamble casually.

He didn't cut it at the aunt's neck at all, but at his hand holding her neck.

In this way, even if it is too late to take the knife, it will not accidentally hurt the aunt.

Everything is under Han Fei's calculations, and he hasn't kept a hand at all with this knife.

Han Fei’s master-level acting was vividly demonstrated. When the blade was about to cut into Han Fei’s own hand, the sound of a mirror cracking suddenly sounded in the corner corridor. A doctor in a white coat seemed to be crazy. Come.

This doctor, Han Fei, had seen him downstairs. He was standing in the mirror of the consultation room, but no matter how the aunt shouted, the other party did not turn around. He seemed to have something unspeakable.

At this time, when the doctor rushed in, everyone present also saw the doctor's face.

All the facial features on the angular face were taken away, leaving only the sutured wounds.

The Wangsheng knife stopped an inch away from the back of his hand, and Han Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor runs slower, he might really cut his hand.

Han Fei hasn't tried what would happen to him with the death knife. Although he is the owner of the death knife, he is also a butcher with blood on his hands.

Let go of his hand, Han Fei patted Aunt Li's shoulder lightly.

Aunt Li clutched her neck and opened her eyes weakly. She saw the doctor in front of her, and the person she had been looking for for twenty years appeared in front of her like this, everything felt particularly unreal.

Twenty years have passed, and Aunt Li has long lost her youthful face. Time has taken everything from her, but the doctor in front of her seems to be the same as it was 20 years ago.

Looking at the disfigured face, Aunt Li raised her hands. She could feel that the man in front of her was the one she was looking for.

Without the blocking of a mirror, even if twenty years have passed, she can still recognize each other at a glance.

"Where have you been all these years?"

Aunt Li walked towards the ghosts of the deep world, and the resentment that made ordinary people extremely frightened was the concern that she had been reluctant to let go of.

The doctor standing in the middle of the corridor exuding a sigh of anger, he didn't dare to lower his head, as if he was afraid that his disfigured face would scare his wife.

Seeing Aunt Li walking towards him, the ghost exuding a large resentment even took a few steps back.

"Why did you leave twenty years ago? You didn't tell me anything, I don't even know how to tell the child." Aunt Li's face was mixed with blood and tears, and she was extremely uncomfortable: "At first, I lied to my son that you were far away, and later said that you went abroad. He kept yelling for you... When I was nine years old, I hit him for the first time because he said you are an irresponsible father. Is the worst father, he said you are dead!"

Aunt Li, who had reached her limit, walked towards the doctor.

Listening to her words, the backing doctor stopped.

The couple stood face to face 20 years ago. Aunt Li slowly grabbed the doctor's white coat and held it tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave without saying goodbye again.

The corridor was extremely quiet, and Tie Nan and Yan Tang seemed to remember something that had happened to them.

"Why are you afraid of ghosts? How much she wants to see him, maybe a world with ghosts is good." Yantang seemed to have thought of something, he slowly lowered his head: "Unfortunately this is just a Games and fantasies will become reality. I am afraid it will always be a pipe dream."

Aunt Li's spirit has reached its limit now. She is old and has been in the game for almost two days. Now she has seen her husband who has been missing for many years. Her mood fluctuates violently, her heart beats fast, and her face is pale and scary.

"Sister, get too close to him, you will die." Living people will be hurt by grievances as long as they get close to a large grievance, even if the doctor desperately controls them: "If you die here, you will never be able to see you again. When he arrives, he will also lose the only chance to save him."

As soon as Han Fei uttered these words, Aunt Li slowly loosened her hands tightly on her white coat.

"Your wife has suffered so much to find you. She will appear here. You should know what this means, right?" Han Fei stared at the doctor's disfigured face: "You come with us. , Go to another place of hatred, so that you can be together forever and you can also get salvation."

The needle and thread on the doctor's face tremble slightly, and he seems to be trying to make some expression, but the result of this is that the wound on his face still bleeds.

After hesitating for a long time, the doctor shook his head, and at the same time the weird people in the building also walked out from every corner.

They all have no faces, and their bald faces occasionally have facial expressions stitched together with surgical sutures.

Those ghosts have very good strength, they all seem to obey the doctor's orders.

He stretched out his hand and touched the blood from the wound. The doctor squatted in front of Aunt Li and wrote the word "atonement" on his white coat.

"Atonement? Did you really kill someone? You attended those killing parties?" Aunt Li remembered the cruel scenes she had seen in the hotel.

The doctor shook his head, and he wrote a few more words because of a woman and I ruined her face.

Some complicated things the doctor couldn't explain clearly, he took out a thick medical record sheet from under the white coat.

Everyone in this building has his own medical record, which states the reason why they lost their cheeks, including the doctor's own.

Aunt Li took the medical record, and when she checked it, Han Fei also quietly walked over.

The doctor's real name is Yan Mo. Because he ruined a woman's face, he was punished here to make a more perfect face for the woman.

He can use all the patients' faces in the clinic, as long as they can make more beautiful faces.

Before he makes a suitable face for a woman, his soul will be bound by the woman's fate, and his own face will be locked in the plastic surgery hospital.

"The lifeline is not a problem. I can cut it off for you. I can also fake the illusion that you are dead, as long as you are willing to follow us." Han Fei really needs someone who knows the plastic surgery hospital, let alone this. The doctor seems to have a very special ability to manipulate some patients without faces.

The doctor shook his head again. He has been standing facing Aunt Li. If he still has an expression, I believe he must be full of guilt.

"If you are worried about these patients, you don't have to, we just take them away." Han Fei looked at the faceless weirdos, not only did not feel scared, there was even a hint of curiosity in his eyes. .

What does the plastic surgery hospital need so many faces for? Just to make the most perfect face?

Han Fei is also a little puzzled. There are three hatreds in the plastic surgery hospital. They have the same abilities and talents. Depriving the ghost of the face should be the ability of a faceless woman. The production of life ropes is estimated to be white shoes and paint. The talent of one of the two.

Up to now, among the three hatreds, Han Fei has still not figured out the talent of one.

Hearing that Han Fei said that all the patients could be taken away, Dr. Yan seemed a little moved.

"You'd better make a decision as soon as possible. Your wife is in a bad condition. If you don't leave in time~IndoMTL.com~She will probably die in the clinic." Han Fei speaks very bluntly, and there is no need to circumscribe now. .

The patients with no faces gathered around, and the couple and the man in the shroud all came out in the mirror, and there were traces of stitches on their faces.

After thinking for a long time, the doctor wrote a sentence in blood. People who entered the clinic could not leave unless you could break the mirror.

The doctor gently pushed Aunt Li away. He came to the end of the corridor and stepped on the red cloth on the ground to completely shatter the huge mirror on the wall.

There is a door hidden behind the mirror with various beautiful faces painted on it.

The doctor picked up the fragment of the mirror and cut his body. He mixed the yin and black blood and applied it evenly to each face.

Any face that drank his blood slowly opened his eyes, and after all faces saw him clearly, the door was opened.

Pleasant laughter rang in everyone's ears, and the doctor once again wrote in blood that the smiley face I made for her was inside, and no one would be able to get out of the clinic alive without destroying her.