My Iyashikei Game

"Are you sure you want to take her with you? If you are seen by the owners, it may scare them." Brother Hua has already said it very euphemistically. His real thought is that you run around with this thing, and you are not afraid to put the whole Is the building cluttered?

"It's okay, I'll try not to let the owners find out." Han Fei had already folded the red skirt: "I just cover it like this."

"Then you really think about the owner." Brother Hua showed a helpless smile: "Did the master who trained you not teach you well?"

"He's gone, and I'm looking for him too."

"That's all right."

Brother Hua subconsciously walked to the other side of Han Fei, away from the red skirt: "You have to take it well, and don't put it in someone's room."

"Don't worry, I have worked in a community before, and I have become friends with many owners. They all think I am a good person." Han Fei was telling the truth, and he quickly became the head of the building.

"You are a good person, but your ideas are quite unique." Brother Hua patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "Anyway, the three of us have to shoulder the responsibility. Strange things happen frequently in the community, and the owners living here are also very afraid. , we must try our best to give them a sense of security. Remember, we patrol every night not to find out the truth, but to tell the owners that there are three of us in this building. "

"Okay." Han Fei nodded again and again. He respected ordinary people like Brother Hua, but he was curious about what kind of memory the butterfly had instilled in them, and where was the butterfly pattern on their bodies hidden?

"Pack up and get ready to go. I hope you can spend the night safely." Brother Hua looked at the inspection list, and then removed the cabinet where various security items were placed. Behind it was a muddy statue of Guan Gong.

After bowing three times to the statue of Guan Gong, Brother Hua re-arranged the cabinet, and he strode out of the room.

"It's been a long time since zero o'clock. Today is April 4th. I always feel that something will happen in the building. You two better not stay too far from me, and don't patronize and escape when you encounter any danger." Hua Ge Na With the appearance of a senior, his voice became steady.

"Brother Hua, you have a watch, can you tell me what time it is?" Han Fei realized one thing. In reality, it is not April 4th now. The security guard's memory is likely to be frozen on April 4th. No. On this day, if Han Fei doesn't show up, this should be the last night of their lives.

"Three twenty-seven in the morning, what are you asking for?"

"Anything with the number four in this building seems unlucky. Today is April 4th again. I feel that it will be especially scary at four forty-four minutes and four seconds in the morning today." Han Fei put the two in one sentence. A security guard said that his heart was trembling.

"Then let's try to come back before four o'clock." Brother Hua waved his hand and let the injured Xiao Fang and Han Fei walk behind him. He held a bright flashlight to open the way in front.

It can be seen that he is also very scared, and he will turn his head slightly before walking far, as if he is looking at Han Fei and Xiaofang from the corner of the light to see if Han Fei and Xiaofang are still behind.

Perhaps to ease the terrifying and depressing atmosphere, Brother Hua coughed dryly and began to teach Han Fei and Xiao Fang his "experience": "You are both newcomers, so it's just that I will take you together today. Our night-shift security guards patrol four times a night. At 8:00 pm, 0:00 pm, 3:00 am, 8:00 am, each patrol should start from the corridor on the left, go to the 24th floor first, then go down the stairs on the right to the first floor. If you want to give the takeaway ghost to the red skirt , we'll just wait until that time to drop by, hoping our luck will be a little better.

Brother Hua doesn't know if hitting the ghost is lucky or not. He has an innate resistance to the takeaway ghost, and it seems that something has happened before.

"No matter what, the patrols have to be carried out normally. We have to check the firefighting facilities, dead ends of the stairs, and whether the monitoring is normal on each floor..."

The three security guards were all worried about the arrival of four in the morning, and they tacitly walked away quickly.

Han Fei also figured out why Brother Hua and Xiaofang insisted on patrolling, not only because of their inner professional mission, but also because they would be punished the next day if they didn't show up in the surveillance on time.

Being a security guard in a haunted community is very high income, but correspondingly, if the rules are not followed, the punishment is also severe.

Xiao Fang did not elaborate on what the punishment was, he just instinctively felt that it was better to go on patrol.

The three quickly entered the corridor and came to the fifth floor.

The voice-activated light came on, and the feeling of depression disappeared. Only the odd-numbered floors in the dead building had lights, and the coldness seemed to be dispelled in places with lights.

"How about we stay here a little longer?"

The three of them didn't have more communication, and they all slowed down consciously. Sometimes the tacit understanding between people is as simple as that.

After moaning for a while, Brother Hua turned on his flashlight and prepared to go to the sixth floor.

At 3:30 in the morning, patrolling the haunted residential building is a very scary thing. If there is another problem, once you start thinking wildly, you can scare yourself out of trouble.

No voice-activated lights were installed on the even-numbered floors of the dead building, and the sixth floor was also pitch-dark, as if no one lived there.

After Han Fei and Xiaofang arrived on the sixth floor, they were anxious to go to the seventh floor, but Brother Hua stopped: "Wait a moment, a divorced mother lives on the sixth floor, and her son has the habit of sleepwalking. I like to find the key to open the door in the middle of the night, and then squat in the corner of the corridor."

"Look for the key to open the door?"

"Yeah, no matter where the mother hides the key, his son can always find it. The mother felt very strange. She locked the key in the safe later, and checked the surveillance the next day, and she could still see it. to her son

The keys left her house in the middle of the night. Brother Hua's voice was very low, holding a flashlight, and moving a little bit: "Then the mother asked us to help look after her children every time they patrolled." "

Although Brother Hua is not very brave, he is quite responsible. He pushed open the security door on the sixth floor and looked inside. There was nothing on the dark floor.

"It seems that the child didn't sleepwalk today." Brother Hua breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the sound of marbles rolling on the ground from the corridor.

The three huddled together, looking for the sound, and a pale-skinned child squatted behind the security gate.

He was only five or six years old, his eyes were open, his expression was a little dull, and he kept repeating something in his mouth. He pushes the marbles behind the door, and the marbles roll back on their own, as if someone were playing a game with him.

Xiao Fang was taken aback by the child, and when he was about to teach the strange child a lesson, Brother Hua stopped him.

"A sleepwalking child can't be woken up directly. The older generation said it would lose their souls."

It seems that this is not the first time for Brother Hua to do such a thing. He is very experienced. He squatted directly behind the child and gently picked it up.

"I'm sending this child to her mother."

When Brother Hua passed by Han Fei with the child in his arms, Han Fei vaguely heard the words constantly muttering in the child's mouth - look back and you will die, look back and you will die, look back and you will die!

His neck was numb, and Han Fei looked back unconsciously. He found that behind the safety door where the child was squatting just now, a hand grabbed the marble and hid it.

"Anyone playing with him?"

Han Fei took a deep breath. He looked back just now, and he was fine and alive.

After knowing that looking back was not a condition for his own death, Han Fei turned back several times frantically: "I don't know if my death curse has been triggered or not. If it is triggered, what will my death curse be?"

The door of room 1064 was ajar, and Brother Hua did not enter the room, but knocked on the door outside.

Not long after, a woman with long black hair walked to the door. She thanked Brother Hua repeatedly, and then carried the child back to the room.

Closing the door, Brother Hua seemed to be in a good mood, and even dispelled some of his inner fears: "People, do more good deeds, so that your mentality will improve."

He and Xiao Fang were about to go to the seventh floor. When they walked out of the corridor, Han Fei looked back again. He was surprised to find that there was a child standing behind the security door!

The child looked exactly the same as the child just now, but the skin was even paler.

Holding marbles in his hand, he stared at Brother Hua.

"Is it the woman's child who was just carried into the house? If not, what is the thing that Brother Hua carries into room 1064 every night? Where did the woman's child go?"

The scalp was numb, and when Han Fei looked back again, the child was gone.

"Every floor of this dead building is dangerous, and it's a bit difficult to survive tonight."

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