My Iyashikei Game Chapter 755: Middle-aged and elderly killer club
Latest website: In the dark dilapidated club, Han Fei and the old man with only one drop of blood stood face to face, one of them was holding the death knife and activated the ghost pattern, as if facing a big enemy; the other was holding a broken radio , expressionless, as if he hadn't noticed Han Fei at all.
After the confrontation for a while, Han Fei stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the old man. Seeing that the old man still didn't respond, he tried to ask: "Master, may I ask... are you still recruiting new people here? I want to join you."
Hearing Han Fei's voice, the old man raised his eyebrows slightly. He stretched out his hand to straighten his messy white hair, and slowly opened his lips
It may be because he hasn't spoken for a long time, his lips seem to be stuck together, and the upper and lower lips are torn when he speaks. Dark red blood flowed out.
"Speak up, my ears are not very good, I can't hear you clearly."
The old man's voice is very characteristic, as if there is a fishbone stuck in his throat, every time he speaks seems to be a kind of torture for him.
"I want to join our club and become a member of this big family!" Han Fei shouted into the old man's ear, and the other party finally heard clearly
The old man nodded, and stretched out his callused palm to Han Fei's face.
Looking at the palms getting closer and closer, Nine Lives hidden in Han Fei's ghost pattern issued an early warning, showing strong panic.
Before Han Fei could react, the old man's hand was already on his face,
The rough palm touched Han Fei's cheek little by little. The blind old man probably wanted to determine Han Fei's appearance in this way:
"How old are you?"
"I'm in my twenties, what's wrong?"
"Our club is specially prepared for middle-aged and elderly people. You are too young, why don't you go to other places." The old man rejected Han Fei, and he was about to leave with the radio.
"Although I look very young on the surface, I am very mature in my mind. Old man, don't let your age get stuck too much. Only by constantly injecting fresh blood can the club develop better." Han Fei will not complete the task. He had no way to go offline, so he had to seize this opportunity: "I am warm and generous, with a good personality, and I can get along with them wherever I go. My neighbors recommended me as the building manager, and my colleagues praised me as a fighter who changed the industry. I am also very good at taking care of people, from old people with only soul fragments left to helpless orphans, everyone who has been with me thinks that I am a very good person."
Maybe he was moved by Han Fei, or maybe it was because the club hadn't had any newcomers for a long time. After hearing Han Fei's words, the blind old man hesitated a little.
"Our club mainly serves middle-aged and elderly people. If the age difference is too large, everyone has different interests and hobbies, and we can't chat together. It will be very embarrassing."
"It's okay. The biggest advantage of me is that I am cheerful, familiar, talkative, not lonely at all, and easy to get along with." Han Fei chased after the old man: "Anyone who knows me knows that I am Workplace glue, household adhesives, and the neighbors even added me to their family tree."
"Don't talk too much, let me show you the usual interests and hobbies of our elderly people. If you can accept it, it's not too late to join." The blind old man hasn't had such a "pleasant" chat with anyone for a long time , the only thing that accompanied him before was a broken radio.
"Okay, I also want to see what our club has." When Zhuang Wen and Yinglong came over, they did a brief search and found nothing unusual. The old man did not show up at the time. Certainly something very important is missing.
"Don't expect too much, the entertainment and interests of the elderly are just the same." The old man didn't know how long he stayed in this building. The place is very familiar.
He led Han Fei through the open space in the middle of the club, and first came to the place where the fitness equipment was placed: "Some people who like to exercise can come here to exercise, but our grades are old, so it is not suitable for too strenuous exercise, everyone Most members still like to raise flowers and plants, play chess and other recreational activities."
"I understand, I don't like sports either
Pushing open the back door of the warehouse, the old man stretched out his hand, fine black raindrops fell on his palm: "The rain still hasn't stopped."
He opened the cabinet next to it, and there were ten black umbrellas inside: "You can hold an umbrella with me first, and when you become a member, I will give you an umbrella, and then you can be free Walking in the rainy night."
"Okay." Han Fei and the old man huddled under an umbrella, and they walked out the back door of the warehouse, and the whole picture of the club was truly revealed to Han Fei.
The warehouse is only a small part, the real club soup covers the whole back alley
"Our members are getting old and can't stand the trouble, and our hobbies are also very simple. The main purpose is to cultivate our sentiments and improve our physical and mental health." Holding a black umbrella, the old man walked in the back alley with Han Fei, Wails, screams and cries could be faintly heard from the rooms on both sides, and there was also a very strange smell in the air,
"For example, some old people's hobbies are growing flowers and grass, which can not only purify the air, but also beautify the environment. Doctors also encourage them to plant more. This is called flower therapy." The old man said clearly, but Han Fei But he faintly felt that something was wrong, Xiaoba got a Yangwen seed, but it didn't bloom after planting for so long, these old people sounded like they could grow flowers casually
"I also like flowers and plants on weekdays, but I don't have enough strength to keep them alive." Han Fei is very modest. He wants to ask the old man for advice, and he plans to return to the Xingfu Community to help Xiaobahuahua after he has learned it. .
"Growing flowers requires patience and devotion. You can appreciate the beauty of blooming flowers only with hard work and sweat." After the old man finished speaking, he stopped beside the first small courtyard in the back alley, and he tapped on the wooden door lightly.
After waiting for a long time, no one opened the door, so he simply walked in with Han Fei: "Look, this is our flower field."
As the wooden door was pushed open, a pungent rancid smell rushed over, Han Fei frowned and looked at the "Flower Field",
There are mutilated corpses planted in the soil. Their bodies are buried deep in the soil, only their heads are exposed.
What's even weirder is that the souls of these corpses are all imprisoned in the torso. His skull spreads out towards the surrounding shapes, and the soul is like a fragile and beautiful flower bone, shrinking on the butterfly bone.
"Does it look good?" The old man squatted down gently, and stretched out his hand to touch the soul in his head: "It's a pity that I can't see it, and I haven't appreciated the beauty of this flower until now, but I heard people say that this is a world-famous flower." The most beautiful flower, but it is a pity that when it blooms it is also when it withers completely, and it is a moment of beauty to spend a lifetime, perhaps this is the secret of its stunning world."
"I got it, but growing flowers should not be my hobby." Han Fei looked at those "flowers". He didn't know how the old people in the club cultivated them. They are really beautiful, but they are really abnormal.
"In addition to planting flowers, our senior club also has other hobbies for you to choose from, such as calligraphy." The old man and Han Fei walked out of the small courtyard and walked towards the second room in the back alley: "Don't underestimate calligraphy When practicing calligraphy, there are very high requirements for its spirit, frame, movements, and ideas, which can effectively strengthen the body and mind, and prolong life."
Opening the door of the second room, Han Fei was dumbfounded this time. There are three rooms in this room. The walls, floor and ceiling of the first room are covered with all kinds of strange paintings. Symbols, like some evil spirits are sealed: the second room is full of hand-painted talismans, which are usually used to exorcise evil spirits in movies, but in this place, all talismans are full of evil spirits, these The talismans are all drawn by ghosts themselves; the third room is even more outrageous, the room is full of dead characters, and the owner of the house seems to have only practiced this one character all his life,
"Grandpa, the calligraphy practice method here is quite unique." Han Fei didn't know how to evaluate it anymore. Choose?"
"There are many more, but they are all liked by the elderly, and young people may not be willing to participate."
"Ordinary living people are too willing to participate, right?" Han Fei whispered, he followed the old man in the back alley, and the rain in the night sky gradually increased
"Because of my eyesight problems, I can't grow flowers and practice calligraphy. What I am most interested in is dancing, which is also the choice of many elderly people." The blind old man showed a smile on his face. Feeling happy and satisfied: "Dancing can prevent the degenerative changes of the muscles and joints of the elderly, accelerate the blood circulation in the whole body, benefit the metabolism, and eliminate the inner loneliness of the elderly."
"Is it a square dance?"
"All dances are fine." The blind old man put away his umbrella and entered the third room with Han Fei.
There is no light in the dark room, and huge mirrors are inlaid on the surrounding walls.
There is a simple stage in the center of the room, with a lot of bloodstains on it,
"Stage? Mirror?" The layout of this room reminded Han Fei of the murder club in reality
"Usually we practice dancing here, which is also my biggest hobby." The old man stared blankly at the stage with only two holes left in his eyes, but he didn't go up,
"Grandpa, you said that dancing can eliminate loneliness, but wouldn't dancing alone make you feel twice as lonely?" Han Fei looked at the environment in the house, and danced on the stage full of mirrors, stepping on blood stains. I really can't enjoy it.
"How could it be a solo dance? I have a partner." The old man said softly, "As long as I dance on stage, it will appear and dance with me."
After the old man finished speaking, the mirrors in the house began to darken, and there seemed to be shadows of dead people left in the mirrors
"It's really a good place to take care of your life. It considers the mental health of members in all aspects, pays attention to companionship and eliminates loneliness." Han Fei is no longer ready to continue watching: "Old man, I like it too For these things, what procedures do I need to go through to join your club?"
"There are no procedures, as long as you really like this place and have a common language with everyone." The blind old man finally let go: "I can barely be the owner of this club now, and I am qualified to make decisions, so let's do it. You first determine your hobbies, and if it suits you, stay here."
When the old man made the request, Han Fei also received a prompt from the system.
"Attention players numbered 0000! Please complete a whole dance in the dance room, find the most special dead character in the calligraphy room, pick a flower in the courtyard full of flowers and plants, and guarantee that the Did not wither immediately."
"There are three things to do? I knew that E-level tasks are not that simple."
Han Fei pretended to be thinking. Ten seconds later, he walked onto the stage: "Old man, what kind of dance do you usually dance? I want to learn too."
"Okay." The blind old man seemed to have not heard such a request for a long time, and he agreed very depressed: "I was a famous dancer when I was young, but something happened later, and I lost what I had. Everything, only the dance that blends into the soul."
When the old man stepped onto the stage, the aura emanating from his body was completely different from before, and the death and decay were covered by something else.
At this moment, his soul seemed to be glowing~IndoMTL.com~His arms stretched out, and when the old man moved, it seemed that a sleeping whale turned into a roc rushing into the snow, and the ocean of death set off huge waves.
He lost his eyes and couldn't see anything, and he didn't need others to see his dancing posture, he was just immersed in his own world.
"This dance hits you so well, it's like worshiping a god."
Han Fei recorded every movement of the other party, and as the dance came to an end, figures appeared on the mirrors, all of which retained their appearance when they died
The dance of the old man seemed to have some kind of mysterious power. The dead people in the mirror came out. They stood unconsciously on the stage, and the old man who lost his eyes just danced wildly among the dead people.
"No wonder he doesn't need a partner..."
Han Fei was amazed by the old man's dance. He felt that the old man must have missed you when he was young, and he became more and more curious about how the other party came to the deep world, and who cruelly poached his dual limits and put He became what he is now,