My Iyashikei Game

After Xu Qin left, Han Fei began to check the house.

This room used to belong to the eighth sub-personality, and there may be some useful clues left in the room.

"The layout of all the rooms in the whole building is similar. It is very similar to the room type in the courtyard of the meat federation factory. Even the shrines in the house are exactly the same."

Parking in the corner of the living room, Han Fei noticed the shrine as soon as he entered the room, but at the time his injury was not healed, so he didn't move around.

"Whether it's in reality or in the animal alleys of the deep world, there are a lot of shrines in the buildings where the writer lives, but he clearly mentioned in "The Butcher's House" that he clearly doesn't believe in gods."

Slowly removing the black cloth on the shrine, Han Fei was about to open the small wooden door on the shrine, but crying suddenly stopped him.

"Do you feel the danger?"

Cry like an enemy, like a frightened wild cat.

Looking at the blood stains seeping out of the crevice of the shrine, Han Fei finally did not open the small door: "The blood on the shrine has dried up, and the small door to the gods should not have been opened for a long time. I still don't take risks, wait. When Xu Qin comes back, it is better to seek her opinion."

The whole room was cleaned very cleanly, and everything was neatly placed. The owner of the house even felt a little obsessive-compulsive, and even the distance between the decorations was the same.

The living room, kitchen, and bathroom feel good, but after entering the bedroom, the situation has completely changed.

Bloody gauze and clothes were thrown everywhere on the floor.

The overhead lights were smashed, the wardrobe was overturned, the desk was sawn open, and all the places in the bedroom where people could hide were destroyed.

The windows were made of concrete, and the white walls were covered with characters dug out with knives and fingernails, crooked and crooked, all over the room. The dazzling blood-red characters seemed to contain the pain of the owner of the house. , I felt uncomfortable.

Standing at the door of the bedroom, Han Fei seemed to see a picture in front of him.

At midnight, a woman who woke up from a nightmare fell into madness. Out of control, her temperament changed drastically, and she frantically destroyed the surroundings.

Destruction without purpose is to vent the fear in my heart, but also to enhance my sense of security.

"Female chef No. 8, her character complexity is second only to that of a writer. Why does a person with serious cleanliness become a murderous butcher?"

In order to figure out this problem, Han Fei entered the bedroom, and he carefully identified the crazy words on the wall.

There is a saying among psychiatrists that you can go inside a madman, but don't try to think his way, let alone understand him.

What Han Fei is doing now is a very dangerous thing. He has not received systematic training. He just wants to restore the fear experienced by the No. 8 sub-personality through continuous understanding and find out the reason for its change.

Looking at the words on the wall, fingers touched the knife marks and dig marks, when the other party was insane, he seemed to feel no pain at all, and the words were still filled with flesh and blood.

Wrapped in a room of words like this, Han Fei slowly immersed himself in the experience of the No. 8 sub-personality.

"I forgot when I first dreamed of that thing. At first it seemed to hide in the crowd and pass me by inadvertently, but then I don't know why, it seemed to entangle me."

"That thing seems to keep appearing in my dreams, no matter what kind of dreams I have, there will be a figure in it."

"Most of the time, it will become a strange passerby, and it will not have any contact with me, but will only look at me from a distance."

"But from a certain time, everything changed, and that thing was approaching me."

"I can feel it getting closer and closer to me. Sometimes even though it doesn't appear, I can still feel its gaze, and I know it is by my side."

"I don't understand why I have such a strange dream? Why do I have to suffer such a crime? The reality is already tired enough, and I can rest well in the dream, but now it's not even safe in the dream."

"On the seventh day of dreaming about that thing, something really bad happened."

"At that time, I dreamed that my pet cat jumped on the window sill. It seemed to be afraid of staying in my room. I wanted to hug it, but when it saw me coming, it jumped out of the window."

"I quickly ran to the window, and when I looked down, I was pushed by a huge force behind me."

"Someone was in my house and pushed me downstairs!"

"When the body fell, I saw it standing at the window of my house."

"I don't know it, but it wants to kill me, I really can't think of a reason."

"The death that night was just the beginning. In the next dream, I was killed by that thing again and again. It had various methods to kill me and wake me up from my dream!"

"I didn't dare to sleep all night, and I was facing a mental breakdown. I didn't know what to do. As soon as I closed my eyes, that thing would appear in my dream!"

"I don't remember how many times I was killed. Gradually, I began to have hallucinations. I can't distinguish between reality and dreams."

"Sometimes I feel like I'm dreaming, but the pain is real. Sometimes I think I'm in reality, but it wasn't until I was killed by it that I realized it was just a dream."

"My spirit is on the verge of collapse, between reality and dream

The boundary became blurred. When I could not distinguish between reality and dream, that thing seemed to be brought into reality by me from dream. It crossed dream and reality and got into my brain with the help of my consciousness. "

"Yes, I can clearly feel its existence. Whether it is in a dream or in reality, the butterfly-shaped imprint is the best proof."

After reading the crazy handwriting on the wall, Han Fei's back was soaked unconsciously, and his eyes were fixed on the words printed by the butterfly.

"Is it that the No. 8 sub-personality refers to the butterfly?"

"Butterflies were not things in reality at first, but ran out of nightmares?"

Han Fei still doesn't know what the body of a butterfly is. Among all the people who have played with butterflies, only spiders have seen real butterflies.

"All eight sub-personalities died, and the spider paid such a huge price. What weakness did he master in the spider?"

There are far more clues hidden in the Butcher's House than Han Fei imagined, and the mystery about butterflies seems to be revealed here.

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