My Iyashikei Game

"Most game participants will not reveal their identities, because this will lead to fatalities, but there is really a different player in this city, his name is Qiangwei, and many people call him No. 19." Li Guoer was very moved by Han Fei's proposal. It was difficult for her to deal with "ghosts" by herself. The best way at this time was to drag more people into the water.

"Rose? Another name that makes me feel familiar." Han Fei and Li Guo'er maintained the same speed as they ran wildly in the shadows of the street.

"This Qiangwei was an orphan since he was a child, with a quirky personality. He once disclosed his identity and the existence of the game on TV. I hope all participants can unite. Appeared on TV again, and there were a lot of people around."

"A lot of people?" Han Fei was puzzled: "How did he bring those game participants together?"

"Although those people are wearing white masks, most of them are masks made by themselves. Among those people, the proportion of real game participants is very small, but this is already a very remarkable thing." Li Guoer It's not clear how Qiangwei did it. Most game participants couldn't trust each other because of their points, but Qiangwei and the game participants around him could give their backs to each other for protection.

"It's very powerful." Han Fei's voice changed: "Then let's bring the ghost to them now to solve it?"

"Yes, Qiangwei is the only game participant who has disclosed his existence. He also held a masquerade ball for this desperate death game, and he wants to increase the trust between everyone." Li Guoer changed her direction. Originally, she did not trust Qiangwei. , and is not going to contact the other party, but now she has no better choice.

"This No. 19 Rose does have some skills, No. 19..." Han Fei repeated Rose's number, and glanced at his script again, he found a very strange thing: "The eleventh story The name is No. 11, and the name of the forty-fourth story is No. 4, these two scripts are all written in red pen, and the length is much longer than other stories, and it feels like they are specially marked."

The situation was in crisis, and Han Fei couldn't think about the connection between the two stories for the time being. He was going to figure out the past of No. 11 first, and then check the story of No. 4.

"Han Fei..."

While thinking about various questions in his mind, Han Fei suddenly heard a very familiar voice calling him.

Can't go back!

Running on the dark and narrow streets, Han Fei couldn't bear to look back. This kind of life-threatening stimulation was like some kind of stimulant, which made Han Fei's brain excited while feeling scared.

"I've done similar things before! When I forced myself not to look back, my body's instinct seemed to be awakened again."

Han Fei has lost all his past, but the instincts he has cultivated in life and death are helping him piece together the veins of his memories.

"I may have actually participated in a similar game. The person who got 99 points is probably me, but after everything, why do I lose my memory? Is the game itself a scam? After getting 100 points, I will Deprived of memory to become an idiot?"

Han Fei felt that he was getting closer to the truth. That game had to be played, but this time he couldn't be the first to reach the finish line.

Looking at Li Guoer, Han Fei felt that he needed to help someone and make her the new king of the game.

Ruowu's voices are still coming from behind, but Han Fei has a feeling that he is used to it, and he often hears various voices in his mind.

Sometimes Han Fei felt as if he was standing at a fork in the road, with countless roads in front of him, and on each road there was a person calling him.

Most of these roads lead to death, and only one leads to the unknown.

The arm began to ache again, and blood beads oozing from the dense wound. Han Fei looked down and found that there was a black handprint on his arm, as if he had been caught.

When he looked back along the handprint, his entire body was pulled back together, and he quickly retracted his gaze.

No matter what he felt on his body, his back, or what he was lying on, he would never look back.

At ten thirty in the evening, Li Guoer led Han Fei to a building on the central axis of the city.

This place is far from the paradise. From the outside, it is just a very ordinary homestay. There is a huge signboard at the door with the words "Perfect Life" written on it.

"Perfect life? Are you sure you didn't go to the wrong place? It looks like a love hotel."

Han Fei stopped at the door of the homestay, staring at the handmade signboard, with the words "perfect life" reflected in his eyes.

"Put on a mask and don't let your cat run around." Li Guo'er patted Han Fei's shoulder: "Don't expose your memory loss, the stronger you are, the better chance we have to convince them. , no one here likes to make friends with the weak, not even superficial ones."

After speaking, Li Guoer put on her mask.

"Your masks seem to have only smiling faces, no tears..."

Pushing open the door of the homestay, the two walked through long corridors. At the end of the corridor was a bar full of wine and flowers.

"Three people, please." Seeing the white masks Li Guoer and Han Fei were wearing, the bartender smiled and led them to the second floor of the homestay in person.

"Three?" Li Guo'er reached out and patted the waiter's shoulder: "Don't look back, tell

Me, what does the third person look like? "

"He..." The waiter looked back subconsciously, but the third person disappeared again: "Where's the person?"

"Come with us, don't come out casually." Li Guoer spoke neatly and was very handsome.

"Okay." The waiter felt a little pressure, he didn't dare to ask more, and led the two to a room at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

Pushing open the door, the sound of music came from it, and when the lights came over, a dozen eyes looked at the door.

"Welcome to two new friends!" A voice sounded familiar to Han Fei. The man was wearing a plaid shirt, holding a wine bottle, and lying crookedly on the sofa.

This man was the only person in the audience who was not wearing a mask. When he saw someone coming in, he staggered to his feet and walked towards Li Guoer with a glass of wine.

"I'm the owner of this perfect life homestay. Everyone usually calls me the boss. If you don't dislike it, you can also call me that."

The man who claimed to be the boss was stopped by a man with long hair before he approached: "Put on your mask."

The man speaks without showing any affection for the boss, and his voice is cold, but it is strange that Han Fei is also familiar with the voice of this long-haired man, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Qianwei, don't keep your face sullen. Give it up, we can't get out." The boss said drunkenly: "I don't want the black box anymore, I'll change your target."

"You're drunk." The long-haired man Qiangwei beckoned: "Ah Chong, send the boss back to the house."

A short man with scars on his arms walked out from the corner. He was about to drag the boss away when he suddenly saw the scars on the sleeves of Han Fei's suit.

"Can you show me your arm?" Ah Chong pushed the boss onto the sofa. He walked straight to Han Fei and pointed at Han Fei's arm: "You seem to have the same hobbies as me."

Han Fei rolled up his sleeves blankly, the densely wounded arm made everyone in the room take a breath.

"I didn't expect to meet like-minded people here, and have the opportunity to communicate more."

"A-Chong, bring the boss into the room." Qiangwei interrupted A-Chong's words, he stared at Han Fei who was standing behind Li Guoer, his eyes under the mask were full of fear and doubt: "You two should know that we Are the rules here?"

"I can give you a piece of news about the 'ghost'." Li Guoer told what happened to her in the evening and explained the current situation. She has been targeted by the ghost, and the ghost has come here.

After Li Guoer finished speaking, everyone turned to look at A Chong, the white masks covered their faces, and Han Fei didn't know why they did this.

A Chong, who helped the boss back to the house, walked towards Li Guoer again. He looked for a long time and found nothing, but when he approached Han Fei, it was as if he suddenly saw a hungry tiger lying in the grass by the roadside. Scared back again and again.

"He, he, he is a dead person!" Ah Chong hid directly behind Qiangwei, and all the others in the house were also facing the enemy.

Being stared at by those masks, Han Fei didn't feel any discomfort or fear, and he wondered why so many people couldn't make him feel a little fluctuated?

"Cause comes from the mouth, I warn you not to talk nonsense." Li Guoer took a step back, she was here to discuss cooperation, and she didn't want to be the prey herself.

"Qiangwei, Ah Chong, I seem to have seen a ghost outside, they didn't lie." The waiter suddenly spoke, and he pointed behind Han Fei: "When they entered the store just now, there was a man in a hospital gown. I followed him with my head down, very close, and I wondered what the relationship between the three of them was?"

"Perhaps being followed by a ghost for too long will cause you to be contaminated with something, causing your misunderstanding." Li Guo'er was trying to excuse Han Fei. She knew that she was the "ghost"'s primary target, and that the ghost had more time than herself. The time with Han Fei is much longer.

The room fell into silence. A minute later, Qiangwei pulled Achong back, and he raised his hand: "Let's raise your hands to vote, those who oppose their joining raise their hands."

There were two women behind the wine table. When they saw Qiangwei raising her hand, they also raised their hands.

"We're taking people's lives to fill it up, and we haven't figured out what 'catching ghosts' means. You forbid us to hunt other game participants, so we'll have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to accumulate enough points?" A burly, very sturdy bald head The man stood up: "I think they should join in, just take this opportunity to see what a 'ghost' is."

"It makes sense." The few people around the bald man didn't want to raise their hands.

"Qianye, f, what do you two think?" Qiangwei frowned slightly, her voice a little low.

"I don't care, I abstain, and I won't take the blame if something goes wrong." The man called Qianye dressed up in a very high-profile and irritating way. of.

"Not doing anything is the captain's fault." Qiangwei couldn't control Qianye, and he looked at the last person in the crowd. That person was wearing a black trench coat, and his temperament was extremely gloomy, and he was playing with a black invitation letter.

"I don't object to them joining, of course, provided they don't lie." The man in the trench coat put away the black invitation and got up from his seat.

The man was not tall, but as soon as he stood up, everyone around him closed his mouth, as if even the music became gloomy.

After drinking the wine in the cup, the man walked up to Han Fei and Li Guoer: "There are many dreams in the night, let's go to that building now."

"Since the ghosts have followed them, I

We might as well just stay here and wait for work. "Rose is more cautious.

"We don't know anything about 'ghosts' at all, and staying here is just a lamb to be slaughtered. It's better to learn about the past of ghosts and the reasons for their formation. Only by understanding these can we have the opportunity to 'catch ghosts' and gain a lot of Points, send everyone out." The man in the trench coat turned to look at Qiangwei: "The opportunity is fleeting, if we don't work hard to seize it, we will definitely regret it later."

"Only three of us have received the invitation letter. In fact, I want to know more about your past than the ghost's past." Qiangwei put down her hand. Most of the people in the room agreed that Han Fei and Li Guoer would join. , they want to see the haunted places.

"I'll tell you later, but not now, I can only say that I know this game better than you." The man nicknamed F stood beside Qiangwei: "I'm going to go with me tonight, and I'll report to Qiangwei. a bit."

"I'll go with you." There was a hint of displeasure in Qiangwei's voice. Strictly speaking, he was the person in charge here.

"If you and I are both dead, we may not be able to get out, so we both have to stay in a safe place no matter what." After F finished speaking, he grabbed Ah Zong: "Let him Just go with me."

The players began to organize their belongings. Fifteen minutes later, seven players, including F and A Chong, followed Li Guoer and Han Fei out of a perfect life.

Maybe because there were more people, the ghost didn't chase after him, and Han Fei didn't hear anyone calling his name again.

"We try to come back before zero o'clock. I heard that 'ghosts' will become more powerful and terrifying after zero o'clock." Li Guoer's goal has been achieved, she took all players to the place marked on the script—— Xingfu Apartment Building 11, this is the last place where the 11th disappeared, and where his last adoptive parents lived.

Passing through the streets shrouded in darkness, the closer Han Fei got to the apartment building, the faster his heart beat, as if he lived here before, and those apartment buildings were his real home.

"Will my real parents live here?"

The old apartment buildings were built together, and each building had its own number. Han Fei and the others were going to Building No. 11, but Han Fei stood there for a long time under Building No. 1.

"There should be a light for me, yes, my real home should be here!"

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