My Iyashikei Game

In this eerie and desperate world, Han Fei tells Xu Qin a bright future.

There are evil ghosts and monsters everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will lose your soul. Hope is the rarest thing in this kind of place.

Han Fei used to be a hopeless person. He was very depressed, decadent and unlucky. He was already struggling to resist.

But when he entered the deep world, he realized that it is not terrible to have no hope. What is terrible is that he lives in boundless despair, and he doesn't even know what hope is.

After getting to know each neighbor, Han Fei could feel the change in his mentality. He found that his desire to survive was so strong, and that he wanted to live so seriously.

His life was changed by this underworld game, and now he also wants to change the people around him.

Xu Qin is a lunatic judged by the system. Even the introduction of the system says that Xu Qin is a cursed aggregate, and his state is very unstable, but so what?

In Han Fei's opinion, Xu Qin saved his life more than once, and that was enough.

"You have a good rest, I'm still waiting for the food you made." Han Fei looked out the window at the dark night, he saw the boundless despair, and the empty streets: "After exploring the surrounding area, we can go to this place. Open a deli on the street, and the food you make is so delicious, it will definitely attract a lot of people, and maybe it will heal their broken hearts.”

Xu Qin's condition gradually recovered, and Han Fei left the fifth floor.

...

Huang Ying's severely stimulated consciousness slowly recovered. The moment he opened his eyes, his body couldn't help but curl up together. He is now very scared and in a trance.

"you're awake?"

A kind and gentle voice came to his ears, and Huang Ying looked vigilantly in the direction where the voice came from.

Under the dim light, an old lady walked out of the kitchen with the porridge just cooked: "I see that you are weak, so I cooked a pot of porridge for you, drink it while it's hot."

The square box TV is playing advertisements, and the whole room is decorated decades ago, simple but warm.

"I remember being chased by ghosts..." Huang Ying sat on the bed for a long time, and he found that his previous memory had become a little fuzzy, as if something had smashed his head.

"You seem to be having a nightmare." The old lady gave Huang Ying a bowl of soup: "I saw you lying in the corridor alone, afraid that you would catch a cold, so I carried you into the room, but after you lay down, you Start talking nonsense."

"Is it really a dream? But that's too real." Huang Ying sat up from the bed, he could smell the fragrance of the porridge, exhausted, he slowly picked up the bowl of porridge.

Caressing his cheeks in the hot steam, Huang Ying tried to take a sip.

The warmth slipped into the stomach along the mouth, fragrant and warm, dispelling the chill in the body.

Holding the porcelain bowl in disbelief, Huang Ying's mind flashed another scene of terrifying and bloody images, a woman crawling on the ceiling like a spider, a perverted murderer with half of her body scorched, and the one who deceived herself Enter the room, baby face with a cracked mouth.

The continuous terror rushed to the helpless himself, he shook his head desperately, and finally looked at the steaming porridge in his hand.

A simple bowl of porridge, the indescribable warmth brought Huang Ying an unprecedented experience, he had never had such warm porridge.

Holding the porridge in both hands, after escaping from death, Huang Ying even looked at the bowl of porridge and cried.

"What's the matter with your child?" The old lady didn't know what Huang Ying was crying. She picked up the cloth on the table and handed it to Huang Ying: "Why are you crying for such a big person?"

"No." Huang Ying took a breath and wiped his red and swollen eyes: "The porridge you made is so delicious. My mother often cooked porridge for me to drink when she was alive."

"Do you remember your mother?"

"En." Huang Ying was not afraid of the heat, and took another gulp of porridge: "I was very naughty when I was a child. Once I went to play by the lake in winter and slipped in accidentally. The layer of ice was very thin, and I was in the ice water. Shouting, my mother jumped down desperately to save me. Later, she pushed me to the shore, but she didn't have the strength to climb up."

"Your mother is great."

"I've always blamed myself. I have a lot of money now, and I can get everything I want, but I can't say I'm happy or unhappy. I always feel that there is something in my heart." Huang Ying drank the old lady's cooking The porridge is still red, and his eyes are still red: "I rarely tell people this. Sometimes I think I don't think about it anymore, but in the nightmare just now, I seem to have seen my mother again."

"Did you meet your mother just now?" The old lady was a little surprised.

"In that endless fear, just when I thought I was going to die, and I had given up struggling, she appeared again." Huang Ying tried his best to recall: "Just like when I was very young, she was in She saved me when I was near death, she went into the depths of my nightmare and saved me."

"Did you see clearly?"

"I didn't see it clearly, but in such a desperate nightmare, who would come and take me away except my mother? They feel very similar to me." Huang Ying touched his heart: "This game can always capture The softest ray of light in the heart of the human heart, perhaps it wants to heal my pain in this way..."

While Huang Ying was muttering to himself, the bedroom door was opened, and a child saw the porridge and vegetables on the table, and opened his mouth and said, "I don't eat from the coffin..."

Before she finished speaking, the old lady covered the child's mouth.

Rubbing his red and swollen eyes, Huang Ying drank all the porridge on the table: "Actually, I'm a very cowardly person, and I don't understand these words.

Only dare to tell the npc in the game. "

He stood up, bowed deeply to the old lady, and then took out a lot of gifts from the inventory and put them on the table: "Thank you for the porridge, but I can't calm down yet, I have to go Do one thing to confirm a guess!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Ying walked to the bathroom under the puzzled gaze of the old lady and the child.

He grabbed the bathroom door handle and glanced back at the cozy hut: "Maybe I understand the meaning of the hidden map. This game is really beyond my expectations. It hits the bottom of people's hearts and touches people's souls."

With his arms slowly exerting force, Huang Ying opened the bathroom door. The moment he opened the door and walked in, a hand landed on his back.

Boundless Yin Qi instantly emerged, and Huang Ying's body turned into a ray of blood and penetrated into the blood-red attribute panel.

The bloodshot attribute panel slowly returned to normal, and Han Fei, who had just used his soul-returning talent, sat on the ground.

"Does the soul return to the body so much? It feels like the body is completely hollowed out."

Han Fei arrived at Meng Shi's house before Huang Ying woke up. He was worried about the sequelae left by Huang Ying, so he hid in the bedroom and observed it secretly until Huang Ying woke up and sent Huang Ying back. .