My Iyashikei Game Chapter 664: Go back to where the memory started

The **** the TV screen seems to be an extremely vicious spirit. The breath exuding from her body is completely different from that of the hanged ghost. That kind of fear cannot even be compared with the childhood memories of the clown. Just being watched by her, It felt as if the soul was melted by her gaze.

Han Fei and the Hanged Ghost never thought of what happened in the room on the fourth floor. Originally, Han Fei just felt that this room was very familiar to him and wanted to come in and have a look, but who knew that such a picture was hidden in the TV Scary grimace.

The head of the hanged ghost changed dramatically outside the house, a faint black mist stretched into the house, and the hanged ghost holding Han Fei's hands retreated outwards.

It wanted to leave, but Han Fei was really scared to stay here alone. He tightly hugged the hanged ghost's body with both hands.

He touched the soul and memory of the hanged ghost with his palm. Han Fei felt very familiar with this scene. He had done the same thing in this room before!

The blank mind made waves, and there was a gap in the dark screen that covered the memory, and the gap was still getting bigger.

"I've done something like this! I've lived to this day! Shows that this is the right choice!"

Hands and legs, Han Fei almost hung his body on the hanged ghost, anxiously grinning from the head outside the ghost's door.

To be honest, Han Fei is really scared right now. The girl's hideous and twisted face covered the screen, and the indescribable feeling of oppression made him cold. Only by hugging another alien ghost in the house could he feel a little bit more secure.

"One of the most terrifying stories in the script happened in the happy community. Did I meet the ghost called Eight-armed Yama?"

The girl in red used to play with corpses in a black house. She was so cruel that she played corpses as puzzle pieces. Such a ghost is definitely a ghost!

The more frightened, the more Han Fei grabbed the hanged ghost. Now he is no longer thinking about **** the hanged ghost, but how to keep himself alive.

"The girl's eyes were completely occupied by morbid killing intent. I have never seen such crazy eyes."

The perverted killer will reveal his true nature when he commits murder, but even when the perverts are at their craziest, the girls whose eyes are not as scary as the TV.

I really can't imagine why a child at such a young age would have such trembling eyes, Han Fei didn't even dare to guess how many people she had killed.

The black-and-white TV screen began to flicker, and the blood on the girl's face seemed to seep out of the glass screen, and every drop of blood contained a strong murderous intent.

At a distance of three or four meters, the girl looked at Han Fei like this. She seemed to be unable to get out of the TV now. Han Fei also realized this.

But just when he breathed a sigh of relief, blood dripped from the screen, and the cabinet where the TV was placed seemed to be slowly moving for no reason.

In the dark living room, the TV playing the girl's grimace approached him, and the girl's face drew closer!

Han Fei had goose bumps on his neck. He wanted to leave, but his body didn't obey his orders, his legs were weak, and he could barely move his arms that touched the memory of the hanged ghost.

"What are you still doing! Run! Do you want to die with me?" Han Fei shouted at the hanged ghost, hating that iron is not steel, and staying in the room, both "people" will be out of control The killing intent was crushed.

The head of the hanged ghost left outside the house screamed, and a steady stream of black mist penetrated into the body. It wanted to pull out its body. The ugly cat took the opportunity to retaliate and scratched his cheek.

The Hanged Ghost, who had been expressionless, had scars all over his face. He was already mad, and his eyes full of whites rolled quickly. its anger.

"Quick!"

The TV is getting closer and closer, and the hanged ghost consumes a lot of black mist and drags his body with difficulty.

"Quick!" Han Fei shouted loudly, and when he and the hanged ghost moved back, the TV cabinet almost moved in front of him.

"Did I kill you, why are you looking at me like this?"

The crazy girl seemed to hear Han Fei's voice, her lips moved slightly, as if she was saying something.

"The key?" Han Fei found that he also had some dabbling in lip language, but because the time was too short, he could only see that the girl mentioned the key.

"What key? The door key? She wants me to help find the key?"

Backward, before the TV touched Han Fei, the hanged ghost spent a lot of black mist to drag his body and Han Fei hanging from his body out of the room.

With their legs back to normal, Han Fei and the ugly cat had almost no hesitation and started to eject, running upstairs in three and two steps.

The hanged man, whose head and body were severely severed, fell on the fourth floor, and it took him a long time to get up again.

Just now, in order to take his body out of the room, the hanged ghost wasted too much black mist of resentment, and now he can't even heal the wound on his face.

He straightened his head with both hands, and the hanged ghost found that Han Fei appeared in his obsession, and killing Han Fei had become his new obsession.

The toes dragged on the ground. The man seemed to be bound by an invisible rope. He chased Han Fei with the fastest speed.

"Have you found anything!"

Running to the seventh floor, Han Fei didn't dare to speak too loudly, he was afraid of attracting more bad things.

"Found it!"

Xiao Jia smashed a floor tile in the corner and found a black jar buried in the deepest part of the toilet.

The bathroom is the place with the most yin in the whole room, and this jar was specially placed in the innermost corner of the bathroom. The landlord's friend clearly wanted to kill him by doing this.

"Something for me!"

Holding the company, Han Fei ran to Xiao Jia, who immediately saw the problem.

Two pieces of white paper were pasted on the black jar. On the paper were written the eight characters of a certain person's birthday. What is more noteworthy is that the handwriting on the white paper is very similar to the handwriting on the mirror of the boy's corpse. It should be from the same person. hand.

The terrifying sound of dislocated bones resounds at the door, and the hanged ghost has entered the house.

Han Fei no longer hesitated, tearing off the white paper and smashing the black altar.

The pungent, rancid-smelling black water flowed out of the jar, which was soaked in a school uniform covered in all kinds of foul language, as well as several color photos.

This scene appeared in the blue and white cram school, where the portraits in the color photos were crying and beckoning.

However, Han Fei did not rescue the people in the photos as he did last time. He glanced at the fastest speed. There were ugly photos taken by students when they were bullying others recklessly, and the bosses handed in the photos. There are photos of documents, and there are also photos of colleagues talking and laughing.

The photos are well done, and each one also features the Hanged himself, but he's always standing in the corner, lying on the ground, and being pushed to the outside.

"These things are your anger and hatred, and I'm here to help you destroy them."

Accompanying the piercing photo, he was extremely decisive, just like the last time he went directly to save people without even thinking about it.

Same photo, same rescuer, but the portraits in the photo have very different endings.

Hearing the miserable cry in the photo, Xiao Jia was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Han Fei to make such a choice.

Every time a photo is pierced, the thin black mist on the hanged ghost will disperse a little more, and he will become more and more crazy, attacking Han Fei with all his strength.

Han Fei, who was concentrating on destroying the photos, had a hard time dodging, but the blood-stained cell phone rang just at this moment, and Xiaoyou's mother was covered in blood and scuffled with the hanged ghost.

Hurry up. After destroying all the photos, Han Fei picked up the smelly school uniform from the black water and pierced the company at the heart of the school uniform.

The smelly school uniform was bleeding black, and the same wound appeared on the hanged ghost's body.

The expression on his face was a little painful, his obsession was aroused, and he began to desperately hurt those around him.

"There was no one to help him. When he was a student, he who was full of hope and longing may have died, leaving only a walking dead."

The school uniform was chopped up, and the black blood infiltrated into the sharp knife called Accompanying. When the hanged ghost body dissipated, another name appeared on Han Fei's heart.

"It's a strange feeling, the body seems to have recovered a little, is this the ability to accompany?"

The black mist of resentment left in the room was swallowed by Xiaoyou's mother. She didn't seem to want to face Xiaoyou in this way. After absorbing it, she immediately returned to the blood-stained mobile phone.

"Mom!"

No matter how Xiaoyou shouted, her mother didn't come out again.

Xiao You, who was hanged and scattered and escaped the danger, dared to cry at this time. She sat on the ground, holding her mother's mobile phone, and kept calling her mother, but no one answered.

Perhaps her mother will only come out of her phone when Xiaoyou is in danger again.

"Your mother doesn't want you to see her terrifying appearance, and she also wants to keep her most beautiful side in your heart." Han Fei comforted Xiao You softly: "You also need to understand her, girl They all love beauty, your mother used to be a princess, and it wasn't until after you that she walked out of the palace, took up arms, put on armor, protected you, and became your hero."

Many fairy tales are fictional, especially in such a terrifying world, but Han Fei is still willing to tell others that there are beautiful things in this world.

After Xiaoyou calmed down a little, the three fell into new troubles.

Han Fei and Xiao Jia were brought in by Xiao You's mother, but the other party didn't seem to know how to send them away.

"Before in the taxi, after killing the boy's body, everything returned to normal, and the time it was frozen started to walk again..." Xiao Jia felt that the temperature around him was getting lower and lower, and the situation seemed to be moving towards a more Development in a bad direction.

"Xingfu Community is a place where two different worlds of ghosts and people overlap. It may not be easy for us to leave." Han Fei actually wanted to go back to the fourth floor now, but he was really afraid: "The car arrives. There must be a road in front of the mountain, at least this room is safe now, we will use this as a starting point and simply explore the next building.”

"Are you sure?" Xiao Jia was worried.

"I have a knife that can hurt ghosts. In addition, I also found that I can touch ghosts' memories. With the help of Xiaoyou's mother, it should be no problem." Han Fei helped Xiaoyou, he took Two of his teammates left the seventh floor: "Let's go upstairs first to make sure that there is no danger upstairs, and then explore down layer by layer, so as to prevent being attacked by both sides."

As soon as the three of them walked between the seventh and eighth floors, they heard the sound of a bell ringing.

"It seems to come from the ninth floor?"

"Isn't the ninth floor selling white goods?" Han Fei still remembered that he wanted to go to the ninth floor to find paper figurines in the morning, but he was forced to leave because of the sudden visit of the police: "Let's go and see, maybe the paper figurines The wreckage is there!"

Moving up against the wall, paper money appeared scattered in the corridor, and what was even more strange was that each piece of paper money had someone's name written on it, as if it was money for life.

"This place is really not for a living person." Xiao Jia followed behind Han Fei and glanced at the ninth floor.

This place is the same as when I came during the day. The doors of the residents are wide open, and there are paper figures at the door.

The faces of those paper figurines are round and full, wearing bright new clothes, and their expressions are vivid, and it seems that they will turn their heads and smile in the next second.

"Calm down."

Han Fei carefully observed the paper figurines, and he felt more and more that he had come to the right place.

With his palm on his chest, Han Fei quietly took out the eyes of the blood-colored paper figurine. He felt the connection between the paper figurine's eyeballs and the remnant body.

"Part of the blood-colored paper figurine is in this room." Han Fei slowly moved forward: "The old lady said that her husband is a paper-tie maker, will the paper figurine I'm looking for be made by her husband? ?"

"The old lady is kind and she feels good to talk." Xiao Jia recalled what happened in the morning: "I hope nothing will go wrong this time."

"You two wait a moment." Xiao You grabbed Han Fei's arm: "You better not touch the white goods on the ninth floor, and don't believe what that crazy old lady said."

"Crazy old lady?" Both Xiao Jia and Han Fei stopped.

"Yes! The landlord warned me when I first moved in, and told me not to walk upstairs casually, especially not to talk to the old lady on the ninth floor." Xiao You lowered her voice: "The old lady's Her husband died a long time ago, but she says that her husband is still alive~IndoMTL.com~ She sits in the corridor every night making paper people, and during the day she says that all the white goods are made by her husband.”

"The paper maker is the old lady herself? Her husband died a long time ago?" This sudden change made Xiao Jia panic. He used to think that the old lady was the most normal resident in the building.

"Perhaps after the death of the old lady's husband, the ghost still stays in the house. Every night, he will come out to tie paper people to send the dead soul." Han Fei was not surprised at all. He calmly surprised Xiao You: "Anyway, I'm going to have a look, I need to find that red paper man!"

Hiding the company well, Han Fei came to the ninth floor.

The soul bell hanging on the door rang, and Han Fei stood in the middle of the paper figurines, looking into the house.

Compared with the daytime, this room becomes extremely gloomy at night, and the paper figures seem to be sleeping children, waking up at any time.

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