My Healing Game

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Ji Zheng hoped that Han Fei could have some more realistic ideas. The human pillar is the foundation of the building, and the owner of the garden cannot let people easily destroy it.

"No one has ever been able to enter the upper fifty floors in other ways. This is the rule."

"Stop sticking to your own set, aren't we here to shape new rules?"

Except for Da Nie, no one was optimistic about Han Fei, and everyone stayed away from the pillar of people, as if those hideous and terrifying faces would drag anyone who approached him into it at any time.

"There is something that the evil wants inside the human pillar. A part of the shrine may be wrapped in countless victims. Everything is just like what happened in reality. The death of each victim and the **** corpses piled up the blood of those people. Evil, this is their evidence!"

Han Fei grasped the bright human blade of the Pastoral Butcher Knife, and he stretched out his hand towards the pillar of humanity.

The dead in vain scrambled to bite him, their bodies were intertwined, and even the pillar seemed to start to tilt.

"Will you, who don't even want to hurt you with the butcher's knife, bite me?"

There is no kindness and trust in skyscrapers. The best way to prevent being hurt is to hurt others in advance. In such a deformed and chaotic place, even if the residents discover the secrets in the human pillar, the first reaction will be to attack like a big evil other side.

But everyone has seen the fate of Da Xie.

The skin, which even the gods could not penetrate, was easily pierced, and the black blood of Da Nie almost stained the stone clothes of Renzhu red.

People who hurt them deeply will be hurt by them more. How kind these innocent people who were sacrificed once were, they will return the world with much malice now.

Over the years, Han Fei should be the only exception. It is very difficult for the Rebirth Butcher Knife to cause harm to those who do not kill. It automatically avoids the dead and concentrates on those gaps.

No matter how skilled the knife is, no one can cut through the stone clothes without hurting Renzhu, but Han Fei did it.

Not only did he not hurt the dead in the human pillar, but the extremely sharp butcher knife did not even have any killing intent. The sharpest butcher knife in the eyes of the wicked was more like a glowing galaxy in the eyes of the victims. Can't stop wanting to get closer.

Da Nie did not attack the human pillar again, and everyone else avoided it. Only Han Fei touched the human pillar with his hand holding the blade.

"Touch the secrets deep in the soul!"

Han Fei didn't know how to help these souls, so he wanted to ask them.

Boundless resentment crawled along Han Fei's arms to his head, as if a vortex appeared on the black tide to swallow Han Fei in one go.

Li Rou walked forward, wanting to help Han Fei, but Ji Zheng stopped him first. He shook his head slightly, and handed a photo he took to Li Rou.

In the blurry photo, Han Fei stood in front of countless dead souls, holding a fire drawn from his heart to illuminate the abyss for them.

The souls of the victims in the human pillar ignored any defenses. They gnawed at Han Fei's consciousness and soul, and Han Fei's body was dragged by them to melt into the human pillar little by little.

Da Xie circled around the human pillar frantically. It wanted to pull Han Fei out, but was afraid of tearing Han Fei's body apart.

"You stay outside! They want me to see the source of the pain!"

Han Fei is definitely not an impulsive person. The moment he touched the human pillar, he used the secret of touching the soul. The souls of those victims were imprisoned here, and the gods made them into black cloth to cover the shrine. Those innocents come to cover their dirty and ugly hearts.

The victims' consciousness was so confused that they couldn't pass more information to Han Fei. In order to prevent them from being accidentally torn apart, Han Fei was also making a very crazy attempt.

He quietly released the souls gathered in the butcher's knife of the past, and those companions with the most beautiful character in the world walked out of the butcher's knife and merged into the gap between the human pillars, filling the broken heart of the victim and opening up a relatively safe path for Han Fei. the way.

In the blink of an eye, Han Fei's body was swallowed by the human pillar. His body was squeezed by countless stumps, and he went deeper and deeper under the eyes of the victims.

From the outside, the pillar of people is not big, but after entering, it seems to have come to another space. There are corpses and stumps everywhere. This is a sea of ​​corpses in the true sense.

With the help of the souls of the past life butcher knife, Han Fei slowly sank to the center of the human pillar, and he saw the core of the skyscraper.

It was a statue wrapped in stumps and corpses, and it was also the weirdest statue Han Fei had ever seen.

Half of the one-foot-high statue is made of stone, while the other half is made of flesh and blood!

This **** looks like a living person. It sits cross-legged, with a blurred face, and holds two identical flowers in its hands.

"The skyscraper itself is a super-large shrine. Did I find the statue that the garden owner put in the shrine?"

The human pillar is the key link between the past and the future of the building. The aborigines all know that the gods personally arranged and built this thing, but no one thought that the gods would hide one of their gods in the human pillar.

Looking at the half of the statue made of flesh and blood, Han Fei clenched the handle of the knife with his fingers, and he twitched his arm upwards little by little.

"It doesn't matter what you are, cut it off first!"

Han Fei was very weak, only at level 20, but the Butcher's Knife was a special D-level item, capable of killing even hatred.

How could Han Fei let go of such a good opportunity, his mind was completely dominated by the idea of ​​chopping up the statue.

The blade of the reincarnation slid through the flesh and blood, getting closer and closer to the statue, but at this moment, the flesh and blood statue suddenly opened its eyes!

"Is the statue alive?"

For a moment, Han Fei seemed to be flooded by icy water, his soul was frozen, and he even forgot to breathe.

He has never seen such a pair of eyes, deep, deep, and dark. The left eye seems to be the night sky, and the right eye seems to be the abyss. It annihilates all humanity, leaving only a pair of eyes that see everything.

A petal fell from the hand of the **** statue, and all the stumps and corpses were instantly stained red with blood. Han Fei seemed to be completely isolated in a certain space. He couldn't even open the property panel. It seemed that this was the real deep world!

With just one look, Han Fei lost all ability to resist, and the restless souls of the dead were all soaked in blood, and the surroundings were dead silent.

Han Fei felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and his blood seemed to be completely frozen.

Under the gaze of those eyes, everything Han Fei owned seemed to be worthless, and the pure darkness easily swallowed all his persistence and hope.

Flesh, soul, memory, the road he had traveled so far was slowly shattered, and Han Fei seemed to be sucked into those eyes, sinking into the night and into the abyss.

"Is this the unspeakable power?"

A strong sense of weightlessness came, and Han Fei's mind began to collapse, until the Scarlet Orphanage emerged from the sea of ​​memory, and the crazy laughter woke Han Fei up.

All the memories were torn apart, bringing him an endless chill, except for one scene on the ice sea.

The morning sun is slowly rising, and the warm sunlight pierces through the night, shining on Xinhu who has just stepped out of the night.

The memory that Teacher Li Xue gave Han Fei dispelled the darkness and chill like sunlight, and melted all the memories in Han Fei's brain from freezing.

When Han Fei regained consciousness and opened his eyes again, he was face to face with the statue of flesh and blood. The statue's hand wanted to lift up, but it was bound by black chains full of crimes!

"The case of arson, the case of butterflies, the case of Fengshui, the case of ghost pupils, the case of Fu's Yin House... These are the chains of Teacher Li Xue!"

The most terrifying night policeman seems to be fighting against the power left by the gods alone on the top floor, so that the gods cannot be distracted!

"It turns out that what I received...is the best gift."

Madness, pain, and despair gushed out of the Scarlet Orphanage like a torrent, washing over Han Fei's soul. Like a giant wheel that crushed the ice, he held the butcher's knife and slashed directly at the neck of the **** statue!

The blade slashed across, a petal slowly fell, and there was a bloodstain on the statue's neck.

The petals fell to the ground, and a crisp sound came from Han Fei's soul. There were cracks all over the bright blade of the past life, and it seemed that it would burst in the next second.

After losing two petals, the red color on the flower became dimmer. The sea of ​​corpses was surging, and the dead struggled desperately, but no amount of resistance could shake the gaze of the **** statue.

The stump submerged Han Fei, and the chain full of crimes dragged the statue into the sea of ​​corpses. The owner of the chain never thought of surviving. His best idea for the future was that he could be buried with the statue.

There were constant roars in his ears, and Han Fei felt that someone was grabbing him from behind, and it broke away from the sea of ​​blood-red corpses!

Corpses fell from the human pillars one after another. Han Fei was lying on the ground. Most of the ghost patterns on his body were washed away. The blood-colored paper figurine was badly damaged and hugged his lower back tightly.

The look of the statue dragged Han Fei into the abyss, which seemed to be an indescribable ability.

"When the singing sounded, all the ghosts who heard the singing would be affected, but the singing ability is much different from that of the garden owner, right?"

Da Nie bit Han Fei's clothes and pulled him back desperately. Ji Zheng and Mr. Mo rushed to check on Han Fei's injuries. They were talking loudly beside Han Fei, but Han Fei couldn't hear a word.

He has not yet recovered from the negative effects of the unspeakable, and it will take a long time for his hearing, vision, and sense of smell to recover.

The blood color gradually faded, and Han Fei's eyes gradually became focused. He looked at the cracked pillars and the ceiling above his head that was beginning to crumble.

Meat and stone chips fell one after another, and a big hole appeared on the ground of the forty-ninth floor, and they saw the scene on the fifty-floor.

The fifty floors that ordinary residents are not allowed to enter are made up of countless corpses. All the corpses are wrapped with red threads and hung with large and small soul bells. There are no living things on this floor.

"You did it!" Ji Zheng shook Han Fei's shoulder: "However, the area above the 50th floor seems to be different from what we imagined."

"Are you sure you want to go up?" Mr. Mo wrote a few words and pasted them on Han Fei, wanting to help Han Fei heal.

"We have no reason to retreat." Han Fei looked at the handle of the knife in his hand: "By the way, I saw the **** just now."

"You met him?!"

"Yes, I gave him a knife." Han Fei recalled everything he had just encountered, and he gently stroked the handle of the knife: "Let's go, keep going up!"

…

"Boom!"

The corridor door on the 25th floor of the skyscraper exploded into pieces in an instant~www.readwn.com~Hundreds of curses turned into ghosts and entered the corridor, and a woman holding the head of an evil ghost appeared on the 25th floor .

"It's his voice calling." The woman watched the forbidden forces continue to gather, without any thought of retreating.

"I just want to test whether my voice can affect the operation of the building. After all, I have already occupied the seventh floor." Flesh and flesh reshaped the dean's body, and the soul of evil touched countless threads of fate, quietly appearing in the distance The woman is more than ten meters away.

The woman frowned slightly when she saw the dean made of stumps and flesh. She threw away the head of the evil spirit and took out a table knife burning with black flames of hatred.

"It's his lifelong dream to be chopped up by you and served on the dining table. I can prove to you that the soul with only evil thoughts in his mind has imagined the scene of being eaten by you countless times. I hope you don't mind his twisted Deformed, perverted, fanatical love!" The dean stepped back and pointed to the top floor: "The thread of fate has long been entwined, ma'am, the person you are looking for has already gone to you."

(end of this chapter)