My Healing Game

"When we proposed to join, the player named Qiangwei raised his hand against it. If you go back to him now, will he believe what you say?" Li Guoer didn't understand why Han Fei had to go back: "They are a group, It will definitely favor its own people.”

"That Qiangwei is very rational, he made his choice not because of feelings, but to maximize the interests of everyone. I don't need him to help me, just tell him what F did and let him judge by himself. "Han Fei always feels that the group of game participants in Perfect Life are very special. They are different from the aborigines in the city, as if they came from other places.

"I still think it's very risky to do this." Li Guoer followed behind Han Fei: "If you insist on going back, then we'd better hurry up, make a time difference, and don't be blocked by F and them."

"Let's take a taxi." When Han Fei passed the corner of the street, he found a black taxi slowly driving from a distance in the distance, like a driverless hearse, looking for its owner.

"Do you think you have a long life?" Li Guoer repeatedly refused, and the ugly cat in Han Fei's backpack also meowed, trying to escape.

"Going back normally, time is too short." Han Fei covered his heart: "More importantly, I want to verify some ideas."

"Verify what?"

"That F seems to have the ability to predict the future, and I seem to have the ability to predict death. Whenever death is approaching, I feel extremely frightened and frightened." Han Fei walked to the side of the road and waved in the distance: "But I'm watching I didn't feel scared when I got to this black taxi, I'm not scared, that means I won't die, since I won't die, why can't I take it?"

After Li Guoer listened to Han Fei's words, she couldn't find a reason to refute for a while: "I originally said that the person who predicted the future was abnormal, and your condition is no match for him."

Black taxis drive on the streets in the middle of the night, like a lonely boat floating on the Styx, waiting for those destined to be reborn in a hurry.

Without seeing how the vehicle was approaching, it had already parked beside Han Fei, and the strange sound of "Garden" and "Garden" came from the dark body, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Get in the car!" Han Fei opened the car door, and a strange odor wafted out of the car, and he couldn't tell what it was.

"No, are you sure you don't think about it again?"

Li Guoer was okay, at least he could fight for a while, but the ugly cat in Han Fei's backpack could only purr, and he was thrown into the taxi by Han Fei without any strength to resist.

"Okay, I'll trust you again." Li Guo'er also got into the car and sat in the back seat.

After Li Guoer got into the car, Han Fei opened the front door of the taxi. He seemed to sit directly in the co-pilot's seat in order to communicate better with the driver and create a better experience.

"Go to the Perfect Life B&B, please hurry up, we are in a hurry." When Han Fei spoke, he kept paying attention to his physical condition.

The heart beats smoothly, and the brain does not generate any fear.

Compared to Han Fei's calmness, the taxi driver was a little restless. He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his index finger trembled slightly, his face was pale and bloodless.

"Perfect life... B&B..." The driver repeated the address intermittently, as if he would fall ill at any time. Sitting in this person's car, he felt like he was going camping with the **** of death.

Li Guoer grabbed Han Fei's backpack tightly. She tried to push the door, but the door was locked. Now she wanted to leave, she had to smash the window.

Without further communication, the driver has already started the car.

The dark taxi was driving in the dark. The driver seemed to be driving for the first time. He was holding the steering wheel with both hands, his shirt was soaked with sweat, and his eyes were erratic. to the electronic watch in the car.

"Master, you'd better drive seriously and don't distract yourself." Han Fei has the sharp knife called companionship hidden in his sleeve. If the driver is disobedient, he can only accompany him in another way.

"Okay, I got it right, where are you going?"

"Perfect Life B&B, if you don't know the way, I can show you the way." When he came, Han Fei had already memorized the route. He seemed to have a map in his mind. He relied on his memory to map the map. Fill slowly to complete.

"No, I know the way." The driver didn't have any other problems except that he looked abnormal. At least his driving skills were not bad, and he didn't drive in the wrong direction.

Sitting in the car, Han Fei looked at the buildings on both sides. It was the first time he saw a city shrouded in darkness from this angle, and he had a strange feeling of running into a horror movie.

After passing two intersections, the driver's legs slowly began to shake. He glanced at the electronic watch: "Perfect Life B&B, I know that place, you are going to Perfect Life, right?"

"Yes."

"Perfect Life B&B, Perfect Life B&B" the driver kept repeating this location. When the green light came on, he stepped on the accelerator to choose a road and drove straight past.

"Cough cough!" Li Guoer coughed a few times in the back row, then took out her mobile phone and handed it to Han Fei: "Someone sent you a text message asking if you are going home for dinner tonight?"

Han Fei, who was slightly confused, took the phone and opened the text message. It was a message edited by Li Guoer himself—a stench came from under the back seat. There was blood on the edge of the seat cushion. People have died, you can see the video below, the mobile phone is not very clear.

Han Fei swiped down, and he saw the video Li Guoer had just shot.

The other party should want to use the mobile phone to see what is under the seat, so he sneaked the mobile phone directly under the seat to shoot.

After turning off the sound in advance, Han Fei calmly clicked on the video.

The video for a few seconds was quickly over, and it was pitch black under the seat, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"The smell is indeed coming from under the seat." Han Fei read it several times, and finally found something unusual. Under Li Guoer's seat, there was a small patch of blurry white.

"With you, why should I go home for dinner?" The video on the mobile phone was unclear. Han Fei turned his head and said a line casually. When he returned the mobile phone to Li Guoer, he looked under the seat.

A man's head was stuck under the dark back seat, his eyes were wide and blood was all over his face.

"Tell her, I still have important tasks to do next, so I won't go back tonight, let her take care of her own safety." Han Fei's lines are very strong, and his improvisation ability is stronger, and he will kill the scum in an instant. The male figure is rendered.

Taking back the phone, Li Guoer seemed to understand Han Fei's suggestion, and put his hand into his pocket, looking very calm, but in fact he had begun to be on high alert.

After bypassing another intersection, the driver's cheeks were soaked with sweat. He seemed to have a heart problem, his head slowly lowered, and his mouth seemed to be stunned: "To go to the Perfect Life B&B, I know the way, I want to Go to the Perfect Life B&B, go to the Perfect Life B&B, there is a house, the house is full of flowers, the children are laughing and laughing, I also saw my own child, by the way, I want to pick him up from school, pick him up to the blue White secret garden full of butterflies."

The electronic watch on the taxi showed that it was 11:58 in the evening, and there were only two minutes left until zero, and the real abnormality in the taxi seemed to be slowly emerging.

The driver is still on the way to the Perfect Life B&B, but he muttered and began to utter some completely unrelated words.

"My son likes to watch the sea the most. He and the children were sent to a place where blue flowers were blooming. They had just been planted when a fire broke out there. When I arrived, I saw my son blooming in the flames. The cry of my heart is like a black flower in full bloom, blooming in the hottest place, in my heart..."

While the taxi driver was muttering to himself, Li Guoer in the back row found a newspaper inserted in the seat. Two gray and white photos were posted on the old newspaper.

In one of the training classes, a fire broke out. In the picture, a child rolled in the fire and finally fell into the sea of ​​​​fire.

In another photo, a taxi was hit and deformed. The driver and passengers were both horrified and their bodies were all covered in mosaics.

Out of unease, Li Guoer took out the newspaper. When she saw the news headline, her heartbeat began to speed up.

"The taxi driver killed nine people in a row, just because he believed in the resurrection?"

"A taxi driver vented his anger over the death of his child on innocent passengers. He claimed that he could give the passenger's soul to the child as a sacrifice to help the child come back to life. He also said that there are nine different ways to bring the dead back to life. He is the lowest The one with the lowest success rate.”

"To complete the ritual, the man went bankrupt and prepared nine rituals, deliberately murdering eight passengers and an innocent passerby"

Seeing this, Li Guoer's complexion has become very bad, and it just so happens that it is midnight.

When the time on the electronic watch was all cleared and turned to zero, the driver who had been whispering suddenly seemed to be awakened, his eyes widened and he stared straight at the road ahead: "Where am I going? Coming? Oh, I remember, I'm going to the blue and white interest class to pick up my son home!"

When the driver changed, Han Fei's brain was also stimulated very strongly. All the names on his heart turned blood red.

The prayer that belonged to the eleventh kept echoing in his mind.

At midnight, when the ghost completely released its power, the heart that Han Fei took off and the knife he hid in his sleeve seemed to be activated.

His heart was pounding, blood flow accelerated, and the blood vessels in Han Fei's body bulged, and he felt an unprecedented pain.

This pain was brought about by happiness, and Han Fei felt as if twenty-two arms were tearing at his brain, and he was about to tear his mind to pieces.

The bell rang at zero, one after another, and when the twelfth bell stopped, Han Fei's mind seemed to be torn apart by a crack. At that moment, he heard a very cold, but yet again. Very familiar voice.

"Number zero...\"

When the strange sound sounded, Han Fei seemed to be struck by lightning. He covered his beating heart and his body trembled violently.

Pain, excitement, despair, all kinds of emotions filled his blank brain.

When zero o'clock arrived, the ghost time began. The driver in the main driver's seat had a face full of death and twisted grimly; Han Fei in the passenger seat was shaking uncontrollably, and he was about to bite his lips to bleed.

The two people sitting in front were all crazy. Li Guoer, who was fooled into the car, was holding the ugly cat, his face was pale, and he was somewhat helpless.

"The clown had a deal with me, and the gift he gave me was the basis for me to break the game." With astonishing perseverance, Han Fei slowly adapted to the pain. He felt that after all his blood was poured into his heart, it would become Ghost blood, very shallow lines began to appear on his normal skin, as if it were some kind of evil totem.

When he opened his eyes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and at this time, he could see something that he couldn't see before.

"I still can't remember the past, but the black cloth that blinded my memory has been torn by the clown with a small hole. Next, I have to rely on myself to slowly expand the hole, get back all the lost things, and find the real yourself!"

A blank Han Fei now knows another important piece of information-number zero.

"There is an eleventh in the script~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and a four, and my own number seems to be a zero."

"The number eleven seems to be the number of the child in the orphanage. If you think about it this way, is it possible that I and No. 4 were also children in the orphanage?"

"No. 11 was abandoned eleven times, and was sent to strange adoptive parents by the orphanage. From this point of view, it seems that the orphanage was deliberately torturing these orphans, trying to cultivate them into monsters. "

Through the experience on the 11th, Han Fei speculated a lot of information.

"No. 11 built a small paradise on the roof of his house, and there is a real paradise at the end of the city. Is he implying the relationship between me, orphans and paradise?"

With keen insight, coupled with terrifying intuition and instinct, after Han Fei grasps a clue, he will quickly deduce it along its veins.

"Could the couple who took me to the doctor also be my adoptive parents? Is it possible that they were really serial killers, and the orphanage found such a pair for me?"

Countless guesses flashed through his mind, and Han Fei quickly thought about what he should do next: "I have accepted the gift from No. 11, I will go to the place where No. 4 is tomorrow night as soon as possible to have a look, that F can predict the future, he will probably pass too, I have to speed up!\"

After thinking of this, Han Fei raised his head and found that the taxi was speeding towards an unfamiliar road. The driver seemed to be crazy and wanted to drive the taxi somewhere.

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