My Iyashikei Game Chapter 694: Mirror in the world
Chapter 695 The Mirror of the World
Eight utensils will be used in the resurrection ceremony. The mirror with the birth date written on it is the most critical one. It reflects the past and divides the dream and reality. One side is yin and the other is yang. its existence.
"Why is that child in the mirror?" Xiao Jia moved closer to Han Fei, trying to hug the old leader's thigh tightly.
"It is said that when people die, part of their souls will remain in the mirror that they often looked at during their lifetime. This may be the same principle." Ah Chong stood on the other side of Han Fei. After seeing the scar on his arm, he felt that Han Fei and himself were in the same league and became Han Fei's follower.
Han Fei didn't answer their questions, but just held the red rope and walked forward.
"The plastic surgery hospital is arranged as an altar, and the eight buildings correspond to the eight kinds of equipment. The dream will complete the resurrection here..."
At first, Han Fei thought that Fu Sheng was the choice of the three managers of the park, but now he realized that Meng was also playing Fu Sheng's idea. Fu Sheng should be the "product" of mutual compromise and calculation of all the managers of the park. .
There was a large-scale collapse in the basement of Building No. 7, and Du Jing has been in charge of the restoration project. Unfortunately, she has long been controlled by the dream, and the entire hospital has been transformed into what the dream wants.
The corpses filling the deep pit constitute the "Building No. 8". Horror, despair, and negative emotions are constantly fermenting, which seems to correspond to the deep world.
Building No. 8 is above Building No. 7, which is clean and tidy, representing healing, hope and death.
Recovered patients regained their smiles and left with their families. Patients who failed to be rescued were sent underground, and their gradually cold corpses became a brick to build the deep world.
Han Fei stepped on the corpse and climbed up. He grabbed the black hair hanging in the air, and arrived at the place where Building 7 and Building 8 connected as if climbing a rock.
Taking a deep breath, Han Fei didn't care about the stench escaping in the air. He stuck his fingers into the corpse and moved a little closer to the mirror.
The young man locked in the mirror heard the sound, turned his back to the mirror, curled up in the corner, hugged his legs tightly, and buried his head between his knees.
He did not dare to look at the outside world, let alone the courage to step out of this mirror.
"Fu Sheng?"
Han Fei stopped in front of the huge mirror. He looked at the young man in the mirror, and the broken memories in his mind gradually pieced together, restoring scenes one after another.
The young man in the mirror is the same as Fu Sheng in his memory, and everything seems to be back to when we first met.
Fu Sheng locked himself in the room, refusing to communicate with anyone, the world is full of malice towards him, he is lonely and painful.
"Fu Sheng!" Han Fei shouted towards the mirror, but the young man was unmoved and did not even raise his head.
The young man huddled in the corner of the room was Fu Sheng in Han Fei's memory, not the fragments of Fu Sheng's memory.
"You should still remember me! In that small park, we ate together and fed the cat."
Han Fei's hand touched the mirror, but the cold and hard mirror was like a cage that could never be broken, and Han Fei's voice could not be transmitted.
"What is kept in the mirror is the soul guide. Meng can manipulate the young man through the remnant soul in the mirror, and gradually achieve the goal of controlling the other party." The injured Yan Le suddenly spoke, and Yan Le's mother wanted to show herself The value: "Meng prepared eight bodies for himself. Yan Le and Fu Sheng are both his choices, but Fu Sheng's situation is very special, and other managers also value him more."
"How do you know this?"
"I saw him at night in the Paradise. Both the 'man' and the 'ghost' wanted to instill their ideas in that child, making him the new owner of the Paradise." Yan Le had a grim expression, and she was still her mother She is manipulating her body: "The Paradise Family Hospital, the plastic surgery hospital, besides these two places, there are six other places in the city that also hide the dream's body. If you want to destroy the dream ceremony, you must destroy all the bodies. All must be destroyed."
It is said that the cunning rabbit has three caves, and Meng has prepared eight escape routes for herself.
"It seems time is very tight." Nodding, Han Fei asked Xiao Jia to carry Fu Tian over, and together they put the young Fu Tian in front of the mirror.
Without Han Fei opening his mouth, Fu Tian lay on the mirror, calling his brother's name. He is just a few years old now, separated from his mother, mixed with a group of desperadoes, and usually remains calm , now when he sees his relatives, he immediately reveals his vulnerable side.
Fu Tian cried. The brother he regarded as a role model was locked in the mirror, looking extremely depressed.
"Mom has been looking for you! She lied to me that you went to study abroad! She is calling every night and collecting clues. She really misses you!"
The childish voice was full of tears, and the ears of the young man in the mirror moved slightly, but his body still did not respond.
"Brother!"
As Fu Tian's voice became louder, the silence of the hospital was also broken, and there seemed to be bugs crawling on the corpses that were regarded as bricks and stones.
The drooping black hair swayed slightly. There was obviously no wind in the ground, but the black hair was bent and turned, like a bug that had been caught out of the soil.
"Dream has traps around every resurrection ceremony. The traps on Yan Le are butterflies that can enter dreams. I don't know what the traps are here. You'd better be careful." Yan Le's mother finished speaking Finally, he grabbed the arm of the boss and gave him a look, indicating that he was going to retreat.
In Yan Le's mother's world, everything combined is not as important as her daughter, who has become her obsession.
The young Fu Tian didn't understand this. He was frightened along the way. After seeing his brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, his inner grievance and uneasiness broke out completely. He wanted to wake up his brother.
After his father left, his elder brother was the pillar of the family. He agreed to take care of his mother together and work hard to live on, but his elder brother ran away alone and disappeared into the sea of people like that.
He didn't understand, couldn't figure it out, but in order not to make his mother sad, he didn't dare to ask.
"Your brother has his own difficulties. He chose a human between a human and a ghost, and he chose a city between a home and a city. From this point of view, he really can't be regarded as a bad person. At least with me In comparison, he looks more like a good person." This memory shrine reproduced everything that happened in the past in front of Han Fei's eyes, and it was Fu Sheng's last attempt to persuade Han Fei.
"It has been proven to be a wrong path, and there is no need to take it again. I also know that it is difficult to take a new path, and I will face obstacles from all forces, old and new, but there are many things in this world, not because If it is difficult, you can give up."
The "Building No. 8" built of corpses began to change. The corpses that should have died were pierced by black hairs. Their chests undulated slightly, and after being connected into a large piece, it seemed that the whole building was breathing.
Take out the Butcher's Knife, Han Fei told Fu Tian to look back. His idea was very simple. The dream imprisoned Fu Sheng's remnant soul in the mirror, so he would cut open the mirror and rescue him.
"The more enemies you kill, the sharper you will be in rebirth. The dream of building a mirror has created endless murder. I should be able to cut through what he left behind."
The changes in "Building No. 8" began to accelerate. All the patients and medical staff in the hospital gathered here. Everyone except Han Fei was killed.
"Han Fei! Let's get out first!" Xiao Jia was the closest to Han Fei, and what he had experienced in the past few days was more terrifying than all the nightmares he had in his previous life.
"You take Fu Tian with you, you go back to the ground first!"
"What about you?"
"Leave me alone!" Han Fei held the knife in both hands, and he stood with all his colleagues in the handle, concentrating his thoughts and aligning his will.
Chop!
Dazzling light flashed in the dark underground building, and the best part of human nature turned into a blade and slashed on the mirror.
Life and death are at stake, Han Fei swung the knife with all his strength, but the sound of the broken mirror did not come as he imagined.
Looking up in surprise, Han Fei found that the mirror surface was flowing like water waves, and the saber slashed into the mirror, but it couldn't destroy the mirror, and instead showed signs of merging with it.
At the same time when the Rebirth Knife was cut into the mirror, strange faces appeared on the mirror. There was no pain or sadness on their faces, only a faint smile and relief.
“Can’t the sword of death be split? What is this mirror made of?”
Han Fei cut it down with a single knife, and all the corpses that made up "Building No. 8" turned deadly. They became angry for no reason, as if someone had broken their only remaining expectations.
The eyes on the corpse wall slowly opened, blood oozes from the scabbed wound, large plaques fall off, and pairs of vicious eyes are fixed on Han Fei who is holding a knife.
"I seem to understand the trick of that butterfly." Han Fei figured out the key in a short time: "Meng is good at playing with people's hearts. He can weave nightmares and beautiful dreams. All the good emotions in patients and doctors are stripped out, and other people's hopes and memories are used to create a mirror."
"This mirror hanging on the corpse cave in **** is not only a cage to imprison the remnant souls of Fu Sheng, but also gathers the best obsessions of all the dead. As long as someone destroys the mirror, it is destroying the good memories of all the dead. It will naturally arouse their anger and make them act desperately."
Dream unintentionally builds a delicate balance, the human world is above, and the deep world is below. The two worlds are connected by the best memories in human nature, and hope and despair exist at the same time.
What's even more wonderful is that all these good things have nothing to do with Fu Sheng. The world he wants to save doesn't love him, and he leaves the deepest despair to him. This may be the reason for the remnant soul trapped in the mirror. Among them, one of the reasons why there is no response to the outside world.
"The dream draws out everyone's good memories and turns them into a mirror that imprisons the soul, making people immersed in it and unable to leave. But I made the humanity that everyone insisted on at the end become a blade that can cut through all evil spirits."
The palm of his hand touched the mirror, and Han Fei stared at the young man curled up in the corner in the mirror, as if he had returned to the world of the last shrine.
"You have indeed endured too many things. This may be the fate chosen by the black box."
Han Fei wanted to convey his voice, but the corpses in the whole building were turning into corpses. If he didn't leave, it would be difficult for Xu Qin to protect him.
"I seem to have missed something..." When Han Fei was about to turn around, he spotted a **** the young man's neck from the corner of his eye, which seemed to be the strap of a mobile phone case.
Taking a closer look, the young man curled up, and there seemed to be something between his chest and knees.
Pursing his lips, Han Fei remembered the scene where he and Fu Sheng met for the last time. After hesitating for a moment, he shouted to Xiaoyou: "Give me your phone!"
Xiaoyou's mother brought the blood-stained mobile phone, and Han Fei tried his best to recall the last number.
The memory fragments were pieced together, he turned on the phone and pressed a number.
Soon, the call got through.
The familiar ringtone of the mobile phone rang both inside and outside the mirror. Fu Sheng, who had been curled up in the corner with his head down, moved slightly. He reacted to the outside world for the first time, and slowly raised his head. Those numb eyes Saw the caller ID on the phone.
After a short period of daze, his eyes changed.
Standing up with the phone in both hands, he glanced left and right, and at that moment he became a normal person again.
The corpse change in "Building No. 8" has already begun. Han Fei's legs were grabbed by the hands protruding from the corpse wall, but he had no intention of dodging at all. He stared straight at the figure in the mirror. The young man then put the phone to his ear.
The bell kept ringing, Fu Sheng stared at the screen for a long time, and finally pressed the answer button.
The sound of him breathing came from the microphone. After hesitating for a long time, Fu Sheng said a word.
"Is that you?"
"It's me."
The phone screen has become blurred.
"Where are you?"
"Outside the mirror, I've been looking at you."
Fu Sheng, holding the phone, came out of the darkness ~IndoMTL.com~ He didn't know where the mirror was, and the world in the mirror seemed to be pitch black without any light.
"It's okay, don't worry, you do what I say, go forward, yes, keep going."
Han Fei's voice came from the phone. The young man walked to the mirror step by step with Han Fei's help just like before, and his hand touched the mirror.
"Are you outside?"
"Yes, we are separated by a mirror, I am looking at you, but you can't see me, but when you are in the dark, I still want to cheer you up."
Memory fragments spread out in his mind, and with just a few words, Han Fei had already confirmed that the Fu Sheng in front of him was the Fu Sheng who had met him before, and also the original Fu Sheng in the memory world of this shrine.
"Can't you see it?" Fu Sheng put his hand on the mirror: "I can see all the ghosts, but I can't see you and my mother."
"Take a step back first, I want to stab my knife into the mirror, see if you can catch it." Han Fei is not the kind of person who will give up easily, he raised the knife again, and all The people in the same company slashed at the mirror together, and the bright and bright blade seemed to be a helping hand extended to Fu Sheng by everyone.
(end of this chapter)