My Iyashikei Game

The Soul of Evil has no reverence for the "god" of the Dead Building. In his eyes, there are only two kinds of people in the Dead Building, those he can kill now and those who need to use other powers to kill.

Zhuang Ren's youngest daughter seemed to be connected to another world under the bed, and countless statues climbed out of it, large and small, with different expressions.

Lifting his left foot, the evil spirit smashed the approaching statue, and the hair trapped in the statue was thrown into the air by dust.

"The hair is hidden in the statue. Is the statue paying homage to the owner of the hair, or is the owner of the hair the god?"

The yellow paper with all kinds of death methods written on it was shredded. Each piece of yellow paper represented a kind of death curse. After the statue was shattered, the death curse wrapped around the hair was still tightly wrapped around the hair, as if it was destroyed. To go with the hair.

The arm waved, the large statue was smashed, and the evil spirit slammed into the bed with a grin.

The bed board collapsed, and the statues crawled out endlessly from the broken bed board, like a wave, and there were too many of them.

"There is a black and white hair hidden in each statue? Humans have about 100,000 hairs. Could it be that there are 100,000 gods hidden under this bed?" The blood-stained mouth of the evil soul slowly raised: "You god It's too cheap, isn't it?"

A single idol cannot have any effect on the evil spirit, but when hundreds of idols rushed forward, scars began to appear on the old ghost.

The ghosts hidden in the statues themselves have a very special ability. It seems that because they have stayed with the hair of "God" for a long time, they are also stained with the breath of hair, and they are immune to most curses.

The abnormal noise continued, the storm of yin swept through the house, and there were broken statues everywhere.

However, the owner of the hair in the statue seems to be a presence above hatred, and his hair cannot even be burned by the burning black hatred.

While destroying the statue, Soul of Evil was also collecting the fallen hair. He didn't know what this thing was for. His intuition told him that these hairs were dangerous and he had to send them into room 4044 as soon as possible.

After completely attracting the hatred of the idol, the evil spirit left the door with a mad laugh.

The huge ghost body is like a corpse dragon crawling on the wall, and behind him are countless statues.

"Come on! Let your hatred burn on me!"

The old ghost's black-fired arm tore off the door panel of Room 4144, and left with the door panel. He wanted the statue to run to all parts of the building, so that the owner of the building could also help him share the pressure and slaughter the statue.

The densely packed statues ran or climbed, chasing the old ghost downstairs as if they all had life.

No one dared to cause trouble in Room 4144 before, and in a community where every family is used to conjuring souls, no one would blaspheme the gods. Even if they saw a god statue on the road, they would offer him a stick of incense.

The ghost of evil and the completely desperate old ghost had broken the taboo of the dead building at this time. They not only smashed the statue, but also planned to kill all the "gods" in the building.

Over time, the expressions on the faces of the gods that ran out of room 4144 became richer and closer to real people.

What's even more bizarre is that some of the statues are still warm, just like the skin of a living person.

In the dark corridor, the old ghost crawled through the long corridor, and the blood behind him was quickly occupied by the statue.

At this time, the sadness and music in the building gathered at the place where the singing sounded, and some of the backhands left by the dead building manager were completely attracted by the singing, giving the evil spirits a space to fully exert their abilities.

Listening to the terrifying singing in the building, even if it is an old ghost who is close to hatred, there will still be a sense of fear in front of the singing.

"Which lunatic would attract such a terrifying thing? But without this song, I can't convince the old ghost."

Speeding to the fourth floor, the evil spirit smashed the security door. He let the hatred burn the wall and guided the idols to the door of room 4044.

The ghosts in the statue have been driven mad by the spirit of evil, and the spirit of evil has long wanted to fight them head-on, but the place to fight is very particular, and it must be in front of the door god.

The shattered statues flew in the air, and the cursed paper and hair with various methods of death were piled up at the door of room 4044 by the evil spirits in various ways.

He didn't think too much at first, but soon he and the idol both discovered something.

When the hair in the statue touched the door of Room 4044, the blood-red door would eat the hair directly.

There will be more figures and strange words on the door where the door god is, and the bloody door god pattern on the door will become lighter and lighter, as if all the patterns and curses have been sucked away by the hair.

In fact, in the process of fighting, Soul of Evil has discovered one thing. The hair in the statue is very special and can easily penetrate the seal of room 4044.

In other words, the hair seems to have come out of room 4044, and the owner of the hair is the real owner of room 4044.

At the beginning, when the hair was stuffed into room 4044, there was nothing abnormal in the room. The owner of the house seemed to have made up his mind.

But after more and more hair was integrated into the door of room 4044, some physically disabled statues began to smash the door of room 4044, as if they wanted to enter the house and retrieve those hairs.

Gradually, the statues filled the door of 4044, the original blood-red door also changed, and the dreaded door god pattern was fading!

Seeing this scene, Evil Soul's eyes lit up, as if the child saw the most beloved toy, he burst out

The hatred in the whole body set off a tide of yin!

The statue was thrown to room 4044, and the hair in the statue disappeared above the blood door silently.

When the blood on the door became darker and darker, the Evil Soul covered with idols directly slammed into the door of 4044.

"Bang!"

The cracks spread around the 4044 door. The door was like a heart full of cracks, beating uneasy under the impact of the old ghost.

At this moment, the sound of sad music in the building suddenly sounded, and the sad music, which was originally confronting the singing voice, seemed to sense something, and hurried towards the dead building.

Sorrow resounded in his ears, but he couldn't hide the mad laughter of the evil soul. He looked at the crack on the door and became even crazier!

The eyes opened in the blood, and the killing intent overflowed from the pupils!

Hit and hit again and again, the Soul of Evil seems to be tearing apart the atrium of No. 4044!

The statue is no longer shattered, and the old ghost's body is also full of scars, but the black fire of hatred in his heart is burning more vigorously, as if it is about to break through a certain limit.

The door panel has been loosened, and the dense cracks extending from the center of the door are like blood vessels, connecting Room 4044 and the Dead Building closely together.

With the impact of the old ghost again, I don't know how many hairs melted and cursed 4044 The door was finally knocked open!

The viscous blood obscured the sight. There were wardrobes one after another in room 4044, and each wardrobe had a red door!

This room seems to be the intersection of all the passages in the nightmare world of the wardrobe, and it seems to be one of the hearts of the whole dead building.

"The door god on the door has disappeared. Where is the manager's watchdog hiding?"

The body is covered with statues, and the spirit of evil probes into room 4044. Those statues first chased after the spirit of evil because of hatred, but since the door of room 4044 opened, the statue seemed to be attracted by something, and began to move towards 4044. Climb into a wardrobe in the room.

The fourth floor slowly returned to calm, and in the shadow of the corner of the corridor, a shoe stepped on the broken statue.

"Is that the head of the building? How did he become uglier than you?"

The tall and thin ghost Li Xian slowly walked out of the shadows, and he looked uncertainly at Yinglong, the one-eyed clerk beside him.

"I don't know, the store manager has never given me a similar feeling. He has always been a very gentle person in my eyes, and he has the power to illuminate others." Yinglong carried a black cloth covering his back. A plate-shaped object, that thing is very heavy, and a medium-sized resentful fireflying dragon will feel a little difficult to carry on its back.

"It's his voice, but not his taste." The blood-red knife cut through the yin wafting in the hallway. Xu Qin's expression was very scary, as if he was about to start a killing spree.

"Then do we want to go in? This room looks very dangerous. We don't have any information right now. If we enter rashly, we may encounter bad things."

When a few people communicated, the black cloth on Yinglong's back suddenly slipped by himself. At this time, he was carrying a huge mirror on his back.

The moment the black cloth fell, the people near the mirror immediately scattered to both sides, and those who didn't have time to dodge would just close their eyes instead of looking at themselves reflected in the mirror.

"It is indeed the person we are looking for who merged with the giant ghost, but it is not the complete him, it is one of his three souls." A man's voice came from the mirror. After he spoke, there was no one around him. People speak again.

After a while, Yinglong, who was still carrying a mirror on his back, asked, "What is one of the three souls? Mirror God, make it clear! That person's behavior is completely, slightly, or perhaps somewhat different from that of the head of the building..."

Yinglong glanced at the messy corridor, and the act of attracting the idol to knock open the door of room 4044. He suddenly felt that this is not what Han Fei often does?

"People become ghosts because their souls can't let go of their obsessions. The most unique part of people is their souls. Everyone's soul is different, and it contains all the traces of a person's existence." Jingshen is the longest resident of the happy community , the origin is mysterious, the man in the mirror seems to know a lot about the soul: "The one that merged with the giant ghost is Han Fei's ghast, which contains his most primitive desires and impulses. Simply put, you can see The one who has lost all his restraints, the craziest, the most authentic."

"The most real him? Is the head of the building so dangerous?" Li Xian secretly glanced at the mirror, and only after realizing that his soul had not been absorbed into the mirror, did he become more courageous.

"Now he won't hide his thoughts and is unscrupulous, but he also has the qualifications to be crazy. Ordinary people lose their souls, they will be confused, and the lost soul will soon dissipate, but Han Fei's soul is obviously different, I always feel that his Soul is very special." Mirror God said, he hadn't said so much for a long time.

"Since it's Han Fei's soul, then I should help him." Xu Qin stepped on the debris of the god statue on the ground, without looking at the broken faces, her fingertips gently caressed a certain meal The human skin guard on the knife entered room 4044 without hesitation.

There was no need to say more, one after another figure followed behind her and walked over.

In the blood-red room, cabinet doors were opened, and the cabinets were full of blood-stained clothes.

Most of the wardrobes are like the belly that has been cut open, blood is constantly oozing out, and it looks extremely terrifying.

Following the fragments of the god statue on the ground, Xu Qin and others in Xingfu Community came to the bedroom in room 4044.

There are no beds, tables and chairs in this bedroom, only a huge wardrobe, and all the gods finally enter this wardrobe.

Open the cabinet door completely, inside

It is an endless blood robe, and there are still ghosts wailing and begging for mercy on the clothes.

"I am a curse, and the things in the dead building can't hurt me. I'll go take a look first, you guys are waiting for me here."

"I carry the mirror behind my back and can help you at critical moments."

"Despair and death are the things I am least afraid of. Although I have shed tears now, my cry can still help you. I am with you."

Everyone walked over, and finally everyone entered the closet together.

After opening the blood clothes one by one, everyone in the happy community soon discovered a very strange thing. All the statues that entered the wardrobe, whether they were broken or not, had a shrunken blood clothes on their bodies.

The gods who put on the blood-colored clothes in the wardrobe became more human-like, and they seemed to be activated under the influence of some kind of power.

"Is there such a place hidden in the dead building?"

A lot of blood clothes were worn away by the gods, their vision became wider, and soon they came to the center of the wardrobe world.

The old ghost controlled by the evil spirit was fighting with the headless door god at this time. The old ghost bit an arm of the door god in his mouth, and his own body was almost cut off by the door god, but he didn't care. In the whole wardrobe world His hysterical laughter could be heard.

Fighting and laughing wildly, the old ghost had more and more wounds, but the flames of hatred on his body also burned more and more.

After another collision, the old ghost and the door god fell heavily to the ground.

This time, the old ghost did not attack the door god again, but suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. The ghost of evil is an absolutely rational lunatic. He discovered the people in the happy community through the gap in the blood.

"You came in through the fog gap, right? The people in the building desperately wanted to escape, but you ran in to die?" The Soul of Evil seemed to have sensed the other party long ago.

The rain of blood fell, and Xu Qin walked out of the bloody clothes: "We are not here to die, but to take you home."

Figures walked out one after another, and they looked at the ferocious old ghost, but there was no fear in their eyes, but more worry.

"Go home? Are you my family?" The corners of Evil Soul's cracked mouth raised upwards, his eyes full of wickedness stared at Xu Qin: "Why do I feel hungry when I see you, that warm emotion It seems to be swallowing you directly into my stomach, did I love you before? Were you my wife before you died?"