My Iyashikei Game Chapter 665: The secret of the deep world
Chapter 666 The Secret of the Deep World
In the empty room, there seems to be no one, but it seems to be full of people.
Han Fei stood at the door, listening to the sound of the soul bell above his head, ripples washed through his mind.
"Spirit-inducing bell?"
Unconsciously said these three words, Han Fei stayed under the bell silently for a while.
When he entered any room before, besides the familiarity, he would also feel the naked killing intent in his heart. That kind of fear could not be hidden. He had died in this building more than once.
But after entering this room, all the fear of death disappeared strangely, as if this room was the only safe place in the whole ghost.
"The place where I feel most at ease? Is this room my home?"
Moving his steps, Han Fei entered the house. His eyes swept over the old furniture, skipping over the paper figurines. The memory covered by the shady scene in his mind seemed to be stimulated.
grabbed a paper figurine, it was a cute little girl, she was wearing a small skirt stained with animal fluff, her eyes were closed, and she was holding an empty fish tank.
"This girl..."
Obviously what he touched was a paper doll, but his fingers trembled uncontrollably, as if what he was holding in his hands was the corpse of his own daughter.
“I remember there should be something in the fish tank.”
All the paper figurines in this room had their respective names written on them. Han Fei flipped through the paper figurines' bodies and found a few words on the girl's back—the first anger.
"Rage? Why doesn't the girl have a name? What does the first Rage mean?"
Han Fei picked up the paper figurine next to the girl again. It was a little boy curled up. He was skinny and pitiful, sitting on a spiritual altar transformed from a cardboard box. His eyes were dim with tears, his face was full of sadness, and his eyes were full of despair. .
"Why is he crying?"
Feeling a little uncomfortable, Han Fei looked at the boy's paper doll's chest, where it said - first mercy.
"When I saw this child, I really felt a bit distressed. I don't want him to cry."
Han Fei didn't want to let go of the two children in his hands. Although they were just paper dolls, Han Fei just couldn't keep throwing them in the house casually. A gloomy and cold room.
"There is also the paper figurine of the old lady. That paper maker is really good. It shows the kindness of the old lady to the fullest. I feel a little homesick after seeing it." Xiao Jia followed Han Fei, pointing to the An old lady with a paper figurine in the room, the paper figurine was dressed plainly and held a paper pot in her hand, as if she had just come out of the kitchen, ready to welcome the children returning home for the New Year.
Looking at the old lady carefully, Han Fei's pupils slowly shrank, as if he had been hit by something, and felt a long-lost warmth in his heart full of fear.
Walking behind the old lady of the paper figurine, Han Fei found the words "Feel warm for the first time" written behind the old man.
"Warm?"
Han Fei slowly discovered the weirdness of this room. The words on the paper figurine happened to correspond to the emotions Han Fei felt when he saw the paper figurine. waves.
"They seem to be my family? My family is made into paper dolls?"
Han Fei's voice was a little hoarse as the hands holding the blood-colored paper man's eyes were unconsciously exerted force.
"No way? How could your family look like this?" Xiao Jia pointed to the corner of the wall, where an old paper man in a security uniform leaned against him. But his back was full of human heads and mutilated limbs.
Beside the security paper figurine, there is an even scarier paper figurine. The spine of that paper figurine is made up of human heads, and the heads of their ancestors seem to be connected together, forming an extremely huge deformed monster. .
"If you burn such a horrible paper figurine to your ancestors, will they be beaten to death by your ancestors?"
Han Fei's performance was exactly the opposite of Xiao Jia's. He walked up to those terrifying paper figurines step by step, and looked at the writing on them.
What is written on the paper figurine of Mr. Security—the first time to respect, and the writing on the paper figurine with the head and back is——the first time to understand the difference.
"If these paper figurines used to be your family members, then I would envy you. There are so many first times written on the paper figurines, they seem to be recording every bit of your growth, looking at you , stay with you, and teach you all kinds of things." Xiaoyou hung her mother's mobile phone around her neck: "Compared with you, my life seems bleak, and I can't find so many people..."
"I just feel that they are my family members. In fact, my life trajectory should have no contact with them at all." Han Fei pressed his head hard: "I really can't remember."
"Don't worry, haven't you found the most important red paper figure yet? Let's take our time, maybe you can recall something through these paper figures." Xiaoyou was very gentle to Han Fei, a life-and-death man At that time, it was Han Fei who saved her and her mother, and this kindness was firmly in her heart.
"That's not right!" Xiao Jia seemed to realize something: "The paper dolls are made by a paper maker. Since he can make so many paper dolls that make you feel familiar, it means that he must know you very well! We just Find the Paper Maker, and it will help you retrieve your lost memories!"
"That's right, but the premise of everything is that these paper figurines are really my family members, not some kind of hallucinations and ghosts." Han Fei walked through the paper figurines, his heart was a little messed up So he had to force himself to be rational and consider various situations.
A person who has lost his memory is the most insecure. He needs to find his true self, not the self in the eyes of others.
Before he knew it, Han Fei had already reached the door of the bedroom. He turned paper figurines one after another, immersed in a world of his own.
"Let's help him find it too." Xiao Jia said softly, "When we find the red paper figurine, let's run away, this place is too dark."
Carrying Han Fei's bag, he looked through the paper figurines by the wall. Flipping through them, he suddenly found a "paper figurine" wearing clothes made of fabric.
Looking up, an old man with a face as pale as paper was standing among the paper figurines and looking at him.
After a brief silence for a second, Xiao Jia shouted back: "Someone! Someone is here!"
Sitting down on the ground, Xiao Jia moved his body back, he was really terrified.
Hearing the yelling, Han Fei also ran over quickly, and the three of them gathered together and looked at the pile of paper figurines.
"Be quiet, it's late at night, don't attract ghosts." The old man's skin was as pale as paper, and he had been standing there just now, silently watching Han Fei and the others.
"Paper Maker?" Han Fei stared at the old man's face. The waves in his mind kept churning, and the blood flow in his whole body accelerated. He could be sure that he had not only met the old man before him, but also that the other party was an important figure in his life. A person in a very important position.
Looking slowly, Han Fei found a few words written on the old man's clothes - first meeting.
"The soul bell keeps ringing, how did you three living people run in?" The old man was still holding an unfinished paper figurine in his hand. He walked out of the corner slowly and stopped beside Han Fei forward.
"Old man, we ran in by accident, can you tell us how to leave?" Han Fei's face.
"I came in to save people." After Han Fei answered, he tentatively asked, "Is this really the first time we met?"
"Don't think too much. My white goods store is called the first time. It makes countless first times of people from birth to death, and then burns them to make them no longer memorable." The old man He seemed to know Han Fei too, but he didn't admit it, but looked at Han Fei with extremely complicated eyes.
"No, although I have forgotten everything that happened in the past, I can be sure that this is not the first time you and I have met!" Han Fei raised his scarred arm and grabbed the old man's hand: "You know the truth, right? The reason for my amnesia? The past I forgot? Do you know everything I have experienced?"
Han Fei deformed the old man's fingers, but the old man didn't feel the slightest pain. He was like a paper man without any emotion, just looking at Han Fei quietly.
"It is indeed the first time I met you. You may have met someone who looks like me before, but that person is not me." Papercraft, you really have the wrong person."
"You just said in a very positive tone that the person is not you. Do you know that there is someone like you in this city? Can you tell me where he is?" Han Fei let go of his hand.
The old man was very surprised by the question Han Fei asked. He looked at his deformed fingers and smiled softly: "My name is Fu Sheng. There are many people in this city with this name. names, but each has a different personality.”
"Fu Sheng?" Han Fei repeated the name repeatedly: "There is Doctor Fu in the hospital, there is Dean Fu downstairs, and F among the game participants... I used to feel scared when I went to many things, and my heart was full of fear. Fearing death, those people surnamed Fu seem to have killed me, only when I entered your hut, I felt peaceful, and you seem to be different from them."
"What's the difference? Everyone is similar. No matter how bad a person is, there will be a little bit of beauty in his heart; no matter how kind a person is, there will be some flaws in his character." The old man bowed his head and began to make the Paper figurine, Han Fei found that that paper figurine was different from other paper figurines, it was blood red.
"You just said that you can't get out of this room?" Han Fei sat beside the old man, not leaving at all: "Are you being watched? Or is there someone or a ghost guarding outside and trying to kill you?"
"My choice is different from theirs, so I will insist on staying in this place." The old man smiled and pointed to the words on his body: "I want to manage this shop well for the first time."
"The first time..."
"The first time we met was also fate. I can give you a discount later and let you choose a paper doll from me." The old man turned on the radio next to him, and he was drawing clothes for the paper doll while listening to the program, which was playing It's like a comedian's solo show.
The others were extremely embarrassed, but the old man listened with great interest, and the paper figurines in the room seemed to be listening quietly.
Staying by silently, as long as Han Fei asked something related to himself, the old man would prevaricate, so he had no choice but to change the topic.
"Old man, we were dragged in by ghosts, do you know how to get out of this place?" Han Fei glanced at the frozen time: "What is the relationship between this place and the real world?"
"There is no specific name for this place. I call it the deep world." The old man prepared the paint for the paper figurine, and then casually chatted with Han Fei.
"After a person dies, his emotions and memories will also dissipate, but the most intense and inseparable part has a certain probability of being transformed into obsession."
"The constant gathering and accumulation of obsessions has formed a world invisible to ordinary people, which is the deep world where ghosts live."
"All the negative emotions are piled up here, shrouded in the black mist of resentment, and all kinds of hopeless things are slowly growing."
“No one knows when the deep world appeared, but many people have entered there unintentionally.”
"Some of them survived by chance and left behind all kinds of strange stories, while others just disappeared and became missing persons."
The white-haired old man propped up the paper figurine with a bamboo stick, and the paper figurine in his hand is slowly becoming complete.
"Can ordinary people enter the deep world at will?" Han Fei felt that this question was very important to him.
"There are many situations~IndoMTL.com~ Most of the time, they are dragged in by ghosts just like you." The old man bowed his head and was busy with his work: "The deep world is the world of 'ghosts', When certain emotions and obsessions of the 'ghosts' reach the extreme, the two worlds will partially overlap at a certain moment. People who appear nearby at that moment will bump into ghosts."
"After coming in, what should I do to get out?"
"Ordinary ghosts can only affect for a moment, and you can recover immediately, but some places are different, there are too many ghosts living there, and they have affected the entire building or the entire area. You want to leave , I’m afraid the only way is to get out of their range of influence.” The old man took out his pen and colored the paper figurines: “This community is full of ghosts and monsters. For you, the most important thing to do now is to leave the community. It is better to advise you to leave as soon as possible, if it is later, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape."
"Why? Will I become a ghost after staying in the deep world for a long time?"
"That's not true." The old man shook his head and painted the mouth of the paper figurine blood red: "Someone wants to completely separate the deep world from reality, completely block the two, and cut off the passage between the two worlds." , Deposit all despair into the deep world, leaving only the good in the human world. They have already started to act, and the distance between the two worlds has become farther and farther, and you will soon witness all this."
(end of this chapter)