My Iyashikei Game Chapter 345: 1 Security guard who has lived till now
Han Fei doesn't know the layout of the office manager, and he will not completely trust Fu Sheng.
The reason is very simple. After obtaining the black box, Han Fei chose a different path from Fu Sheng.
Fu Sheng wants to completely destroy the deep world and seal everything out of reality, while Han Fei wants to destroy what should be destroyed and redeem what should be redeemed.
If Fu Sheng considers the problem entirely from the perspective of self, then Han Fei considers it from the perspective of fairness.
Han Fei, who was in an unconscious state at the time, followed instinct and opened the different sides of the black box. While releasing the devil, he also embraced hope.
No one has ever dared to be like Han Fei. No one has this courage as the head of the building.
Because of the choice Han Fei made, he and Fu Sheng are no longer the same people. Perhaps Fu Sheng will try to guide Han Fei now, but at some point in the future, they will also have differences.
That kind of disagreement is not something anyone can persuade. Everyone is betting on life and the future, and it's hard to look back.
Han Fei wrapped his hair in paper again, and he didn't dare to go back to room 4144 immediately. Fu Sheng's memory is divided into countless fragments. Although the memory fragments in the dead building and the memory fragments of the happy community originated from the same person, because of the different emotions contained within, the individual personalities formed by the memory fragments may be different.
A person will have a dark side more or less, let alone a person like Fu Sheng who was selected by a black box, the darkness in his heart may be more terrifying than a butterfly.
"Leave the 14th floor first."
Han Fei carried the middle-aged man into the corridor, but the woman stopped there.
"Did you find anything?"
"Or take the elevator, I always feel that we will die if we go down here." The woman grabbed the fruit knife in her hand tightly: "I'm intuitive."
There is a faint light coming from the dark corridor. At first glance, it looks ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the light seems to be closer.
It seemed that it was not a light at all, but a pair of cold, huge eyes.
Han Fei has no time to hesitate now. All the rooms on the 14th floor have two 4s on their door numbers. This floor is completely a ghost den.
Just looking at the paper money in that place, Han Fei's scalp numb, and the owners of all the rooms on this floor seem to be calling for souls.
As the "light" approached slowly downstairs, Han Fei carried the middle-aged man to the 13th floor: "Hide here first, the 14th floor is too dangerous."
Han Fei quietly closed the security door, allowing the middle-aged man and woman to hide behind the door, and he entered the corridor alone.
The thirteenth floor is a bit normal, but there are still paper money scattered on the promenade. Every household has red couplets, but the black characters on the couplets are all curses. Their security doors are also smeared with various things. There are broken red lines and mirror fragments and so on.
Soon, Han Fei came to the door of Room 4134. Before he could turn his head, there was a cold breath in his ear!
suddenly turned around!
Han Fei saw a security uniform painted in black and red on the door of room 4134. There was a big hole in the chest and abdomen of the uniform, which seemed to be torn open by hand.
He stepped back half a step, the security uniform that had been pasted on the door slowly slipped off, and then the door panel opened a small slit, and a man's voice came from it.
"It's almost the night of Soul Retreat, there can be no one in the corridor, you come in quickly."
"Huihunye?" Han Fei found that the person used "you" instead of "you", and the other party didn't seem to know the existence of women and middle-aged men.
"It's not clear in a few words. In short, if you don't want to die, just come in." The man's voice is serious, and constantly urges: "If I didn't see you wearing a security uniform, I won't save you, hurry up! Me too Take a big risk!"
Han Fei is an acting master himself. He cannot directly tell whether the other party is lying, but he can hear whether the other party deliberately acted.
"I still have two friends, right at the door, I can take them..."
"Are they also security guards? Three security guards are still alive this time? Come here soon!" The man said with doubts, but decided to take Han Fei in.
After a while, Han Fei brought two other people over and saw that the middle-aged man and woman did not have security uniforms. The person in the house immediately prepared to regret it, but Han Fei’s hands were too fast. When he wanted to close the door, Han Fei had already Jammed the door panel.
"Are you looking for death?" The man gritted his teeth: "I knew they were not security guards, I wouldn't even save you!"
said viciously, the man still opened the door.
The three of them entered the house, and when they closed the door, heavy footsteps came from the safe passage outside.
"Shhh." The man in the room made a silent gesture, and he stood at the door. Everyone didn't dare to move, just opened their eyes and looked at him.
The owner of room 4134 wore a clean security uniform. It was just that the uniform didn’t fit well. What made Han Fei even more surprised was that there were still a large number of security uniforms piled up in the room, some of which were broken. A part was torn apart directly.
Except for the one on the owner, there is almost no complete uniform to be found.
When the footsteps disappeared completely, the owner of the house breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked like he was escaping from the dead: "If I didn't save you, the three of you would have died just now!"
"What is the sound of footsteps?"
"Don't worry about what it is, and don't be curious. Curiosity killed the cat." The owner said in a low voice: "You three owe me a life, you can remember it for me."
"Why do I owe you my life?" The middle-aged man was dressed in blood, at least he looked terrifying.
"Believe it or not, I will throw you out now? I didn't intend to save you." When the owner of the house was talking, his eyes would always float towards Han Fei, he was looking at Han Fei's security uniform .
"You seem to be very interested in the uniform on my body? There are security uniforms everywhere in this room. Do you have a habit of collecting this stuff?" Han Fei was very polite. He was thinking if it was true. If the conflict occurs, I can have a good chance of winning.
"I don't have a habit of collecting clothes, and I am also the security guard in this building." The man took out his work permit from his uniform, and his name was Oiran.
"Don’t laugh at my name. My surname is Hua. My parents have no culture, so they asked a fortune teller. He named me Kui, saying that it means the chief. It can increase my longevity. I My parents thought it had a good meaning, so they named me Oiran."
"The big man is called the Oiran?" The middle-aged man was holding the wound on his back, feeling like he could not straighten his waist with a smile.
Unlike middle-aged men, Han Fei thinks that fortune teller really has some skill.
All the security guards in the building are flower pots used by butterflies to cultivate pupas. Only those who can produce the most beautiful "flowers" will be left to the end. In this sense, the male security guard is called Oiran is quite suitable.
"Oiran, how long have you worked here?" Han Fei asked casually.
"Don't call me outright, I am your savior, and we are not familiar enough to call it by name." The man was a little annoyed, but soon his anger dissipated again, looking at Han There was also a trace of complex emotions in their eyes, and it felt like they were looking at a dead person.
"Brother Kui, have you saved a lot of security guards like me?" Han Fei changed the words and tone of his speech. He used master-level acting skills, and every word he said made the oiran feel friendly and natural.
"It's easy for you to shout like that." The man motioned to Han Fei to enter the house. He did not dare to turn on the light. After tightening the curtains, he lit a candle: "The people in this building are crazy, I I entered this building 14 days ago, and the security guards who accompanied me have been taken away by the residents in the building."
"Take it away?"
"Yes, no one to live, no dead to see a corpse." The man's voice is low: "They hold a special ceremony every four days. They call the ceremony the night of soul-returning, and the whole building will be crazy, as if The deceased will also come back that day. Anyway, that night will be the most horrible night in the building! If you hadn't found this room, you probably wouldn't see me."
"Did any new security come in while you were escaping?"
"Yes, as long as I see them, I will try to save them. Unfortunately, most of the time I can't save them. At most, I can only bring their uniforms back to this safe room for storage."
The man said it in a clear-cut manner, and he himself believed very much what he said, but Han Fei didn't believe it.
It’s not that the man deceived him, but that his memory may only be fourteen days old.
There were unclear uniforms piled up in this room. The man said that only a few of them were picked up by him. In fact, Han Fei felt that all the uniforms were picked up by him, but he didn't remember it.
The security that came in each round was dead, and the flower pots of the same period grew crooked flowers, and only the oiran would survive forever.
In other words, the man survived, not because of his luck, nor because of the safety of the 4134 room, just because he best met some of Butterfly's requirements.
If you meet someone more suitable than him, the butterfly will kill him without hesitation.
"How do I listen... I feel that this building is more dangerous than the closet?" The middle-aged man ran out of the closet hopefully. What greeted him was not reality, but a more desperate abyss.
"You'd better find a way to leave tonight, tomorrow night is the night of Soul Soul, after midnight, you can't run if you want to..."
The Oiran hadn’t finished speaking, and there was a sorrow and joy in the building. Hearing this sound, Oiran’s expression changed directly; “It’s not quite right. I used to have this voice only at the beginning of the soul-returning night. , And then in the middle of the night is the most dangerous and terrifying soul recovery."
"Are you in advance?"
"I'm not sure, either!" The Oiran looked nervous, and he was very impatient now.
"The law of the night of soul-returning should not be held every four days. It should be held on the 4th of every month, and on April 4th every year, and April 4th should be the most terrifying day." Han Fei remembered. The wall calendar that I saw in Zhuang Qing's house, and the date circled on it, tomorrow is April 4th, and Huihunye hasn't really arrived yet, and some things have already begun to emerge.
" "Hunhunye every four days is not a real Huihunye, it is just a little trouble. The real Huihunye should be April 4th of the year, that is, the ghost and the female anchor. The day of death at the same time." Han Fei has always been curious about this day. The dead that day are definitely not only the jumping ghost and the female anchor: "Why did the butterfly concentrate everyone on that day to kill? Does it want to help everyone with grievances? Does it break through some kind of bondage?"
Sorrow and music sounded inside the building, and it was impossible to tell which floor it was on. However, unlike the others, Han Fei also heard the sound of singing in the sorrow and music. The unspeakable existence was just outside the building. It could not enter the building, and now it seemed to be looking for Han Fei layer by layer.
"Return to the soul night, will the real body of the butterfly also appear on this day?"
Han Fei is also very tired now, but he dare not quit the game. He is afraid that after he leaves, he will go online next time to face the most terrifying Huihunye.
"Zhuang Wen also ran into Building 4, but why is there no movement in the building? With her crazy state, she will definitely do something!"
"There are two 4s in the house number of the jumper's own room. Now Zhuang Wen has merged all the pieces. Her strength has skyrocketed. Now it should be between two fours and three fours."
Han Fei quickly made a plan for himself. The first task was to find Zhuang Wen, and then to find Feng Ziyu. He had to complete a goal before quitting the game.
"You two stay in this room, I'll go and take a look outside." Han Fei has a passive and professional talent. It is really difficult for ordinary building owners to catch up with him.
quietly left room 4134, Han Fei found that the atmosphere outside was different from before.
When sorrows sounded, the paper money in the corridor was blown by the wind, and the piercing sound of nail scratching appeared vaguely on the security doors with red couplets~ IndoMTL.com~ If you get closer, you will find it. , That was not an illusion at all, the security door was slightly twisted, as if it was under tremendous pressure.
put away the landlord’s ring, Han Fei worried that the thing would split when he encountered hatred. Destroying things is a trivial matter, but exposing one's position is a major matter.
He tried to communicate with Dagui, hoping Dagui could help him warn him.
Da Nie in his arm agreed very decisively, which made Han Fei a little worried. He was not sure if Da Nie understood what he meant. If Da Nie patronizes with excitement, maybe the ghost will bite Han Fei’s head. Live, it will send out a reminder.
After all, the danger in Da Nie's eyes is different from the danger in the eyes of normal people. It just hopes that Han Fei is in a state of dying.
"The architectural layout of Building 4 is similar to that of Building 1." When Han Fei walked to the middle of the corridor, he saw an old-fashioned elevator. He hadn't used any elevator in Building 1.
There are various graffiti on the silver-gray elevator doors. Those graffiti vaguely form a human face. If you stare at it for a long time, it seems that you will be sucked into the elevator.
"Stay away from this thing."
Han Fei was about to leave, the number on the elevator display suddenly changed, and someone seemed to be coming by in the elevator.
The sorrow and joy in his ear gradually became clear, Han Fei glanced at the elevator display for the last time, and then hurried into the safe passage.