My Iyashikei Game

"I suggest that you better stay in the elevator and don't move. The outside may be two different worlds from the inside of the elevator."

The male student Yanzu is standing in the corner of the elevator. His online name is Yanzu Xinhu Fenzu, and his real name is Li Yanzu. He is a very introverted child.

He seldom speaks normally, and the reason why he becomes more talkative after meeting Han Fei is entirely because he loses his mind if he doesn't speak again. The man in front of him was like Calamity's own son. We had only seen each other for half an hour. Now the whole No. 4 building was shaking, as if it would collapse at any time.

"We didn't come underground to take refuge, but to find out the fundamental reason why the dead building became like this." Soul chasers all take the elevator from the underground to go upstairs, but Han Fei did the opposite, causing chaos in the building. , took the elevator to the ground floor.

"A group friend has entered the underground before, let him persuade you." Yan Zu opened the group chat and asked one of them to chat with Han Fei privately. The other party's ID Han Fei was also familiar.

"If you drink water, start a video call!"

Like a fish drinking water: "I'm hiding in the urn now, the light is relatively dark, you can make do with what I have to say."

Like fish drinking water: "There has always been the habit of conjuring souls in the dead building. Souls are summoned every few days, and every fourth day of every month. One day I was very curious, where did those spirits come from? On April 4th last year, I quietly followed a soul chaser to the ground, and I discovered a terrible thing."

"The manager is using the obsession of the ghosts in the building. He uses the thoughts of the living and the obsession of the dead as ropes, weaving knots in the depths of nightmares, then conjuring the dead and letting the living dream, and finally completes the so-called conjuring. "

"This way of summoning souls, we can indeed see the silhouettes of the living people who have passed away, but when the morning comes, all the souls of the living people will disappear. Guess where those souls have gone?"

Li Yanzu: "Underground?"

Like fish drinking water: "Yes, except for a very few tough residents, such as the old ghost of 4234, all the souls brought in by the other owners were imprisoned underground by the manager. It played tricks on these souls, and it seemed that it was using these souls in the ground. cultivate something."

"Will the living person who lost his soul die in reality?" Han Fei was a little puzzled.

"It's fine if he's dead, but I'm afraid that he won't die if he loses his soul. Do you think he is still the same person in his body?" Ruyu drinking water made Han Fei think of his soul-returning talent. There is a soul-returning talent. The method of use is to kill the summoned soul, and then infuse his own consciousness into the opponent's body. Because this ability is too strange, Han Fei has not used it until now.

Like fish drinking water: "The manager's ability is related to nightmares. His ability can bring the souls of living people into the dead building in some way, but the restrictions are very large. You can know just by seeing the various arrangements in the dead building, and As far as I know, the success rate of spiritualism is also very low, and there are high requirements for the obsession of the dead and the longing of the living."

"No matter how low it is, there should have been a lot of wandering spirits imprisoned in the dead building for more than ten years." Han Fei still remembered his mission.

"This is another point I'm going to tell you, if you meet other wandering spirits underground, don't approach them, let alone talk to them." Ruyu drinking water with a hint of fear: "I that time When I entered the underground, the elevator suddenly stopped on the fourth floor. I waited for a long time, and a child's head suddenly stuck into the elevator. He said he couldn't find his way home and wanted me to help him."

"Did you help?"

"Because I was away from home, his words touched something in my heart, so I took him to the fourth basement floor. Slowly I realized that something was wrong. The entire fourth basement floor didn't have the room he mentioned at all. There is no way to go home, the underground of the dead building is a huge grave!" The tone of the fish-drinking water became hurried: "The child wants to take me into the grave!"

The lights on the elevator flickered on and off. Han Fei was talking on the phone. A small dirty hand suddenly appeared beside the silver-gray elevator door, followed by a boy's head sticking into the elevator.

He looked at the people in the elevator curiously, looking a little pitiful.

"Is this the child you're talking about?" Han Fei slowly turned the phone screen, but the phone, which was soaked with the grievances and obsessions of dozens of ghosts, couldn't completely capture the boy. Even the cracks on the phone's screen started to increase, seemingly because of something that shouldn't have been photographed.

"Go! Get away from him!"

The phone screen went black for a while, then the call was interrupted, and the group chat function was unavailable.

"It seems that this child has a big problem." Han Fei put away his mobile phone and walked towards the child. He was not afraid, but it was as if a biologist had discovered a new species.

In fact, it's not that Han Fei can't be afraid. He just understands that being afraid can't solve any problems. It's better to stay rational and calm at all times.

"Little boy, it's so late, why are you outside alone? Where are your father and mother?" Han Fei held his hands behind his back and held it with five fingers. If there was anything unusual about the boy, he would immediately take out the death knives.

"I live here, but I forgot which door is behind my house..." The boy's voice was crying, his clothes were wrinkled and didn't fit well, he seemed to have picked up someone else's clothes and put them on on himself.

"Don't worry, you can think about it." Han Fei's eyes were gentle, and his voice was warm, and then he patted the boy's shoulder with the arm where the big evil was hiding, and the biting soul poison dripped on the child's clothes. The big evil of the reaction seems to have become active again.

"I just remember that there were no lights in front of my house, it was dark, but there were dark rooms everywhere

. ' said the boy and began to cry.

"Would you like me to take you home?" Han Fei retracted his arm, and a small piece of blood-colored paper figurine slipped from his fingers and fell silently into the child's clothes.

"I have to go back before 4:44. Mom and Dad said, if I don't go back, terrible things will happen." The boy walked out of the elevator while crying. He seemed to be afraid of the dark.

"It's okay, I'll take you home." Using the secret of touching the soul, Han Fei took the child's hand. He could feel the stench from the depths of the child's soul. Feel.

Han Fei has also used this ability on many people, but this is the first time he wants to take the initiative to let go.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"I don't have a name, and my parents said I don't need a name."

"Then how do they usually call you?"

"They never called me or talked to me, it was as if the body was taking care of me, they had been dead for a long time." The rancid smell from the boy's soul became stronger, but his eyes were still very simple .

"It's an enviable family relationship." Han Fei shouted desperately for the big evil in his arm. He also found something very strange. When the big evil was close to the boy, he would become excited, as if he had met the enemy of life and death.

"The big evil is the natural enemy of butterflies. This is a special ability confirmed by the system. Could it be that this little brat is related to butterflies?"

"He was here a year ago, which means that he can move freely underground. This kid has a big problem."