My Iyashikei Game

The night wind blew in from the gap in the window glass, making it somewhat noisy.

Han Fei got into the car with a knife like a carjacker, but after feeling the atmosphere in the car, he decisively began to flip through his pockets, trying to find a dollar.

He didn't think he was showing his life, he just thought that everyone should obey the public order, and the hearse should be put in coins.

"I don't seem to have any money with me, sorry to bother you."

The boy's corpse was already close, and if he left from the front door, he would probably crash into the opponent's arms. Han Fei immediately ran towards the back door of the bus.

He had just rushed halfway when an old lady sitting next to the car door suddenly got up: "Let's go together when you get in the car. It's dark and the road is long and it's not safe outside."

The aunt was dressed very simply, with a red scarf wrapped around her head, covering most of her face.

She took out 100 million yuan notes from her pocket and stuffed it into the coin box of the bus. She even gave a strange laugh when she was done.

"Ming coin?"

Han Fei didn't dare to stop when he saw the car aunt paid for him, but the back door was closed at this moment.

To make matters worse, the grievances gathered at the front door of the bus, and the boy's body was stuck in the door!

The boy's corpse, who had been out of control all the time, did not dare to get on the bus directly. Black blood oozes from the curse all over his body, as if it was fighting against some invisible thing in the bus.

"The boy didn't dare to come up, but I came up?"

Han Fei didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. He finally glanced at the helpful aunt, who lowered his head and looked at Han Fei with his eyes hidden under the scarf.

"Her gaze didn't feel like she was looking at a person, like I was in the mall picking out new clothes."

The boy's body was blocked at the front door, and the back door was closed again. Han Fei had to jump out of the window if he wanted to leave.

He originally planned to hold the boy's body for a while, but now he seems to be going straight into it.

The radio in the car sounded, and the scene in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar. Han Fei seemed to have taken a similar bus elsewhere. He had a very special affinity for this type of vehicle.

The vehicle started to start, and the boy's body and Han Fei responded at the same time.

The corpse of the boy at the front door screamed harshly, his scorched face tore a blood hole, and there seemed to be a shrunken face hidden under the charred skin, and the black mist on his body surged frantically, as if smashed something. The same thing, successfully spread into the car.

When Han Fei at the back door saw that the situation was not good, he rushed to the window closest to him. He stretched out his hand to open the window and was about to jump out, but his body couldn't move.

Turning his head to look, the passengers in the front and rear three rows of seats all grabbed him, and the dead people with their heads lowered are now staring at him from a strange angle, their eyes full of greed.

"Isn't this car trying to arrest me as a scapegoat?"

A living person appeared on the bus carrying the dead person. If the living person can be pulled to the position of the dead person, it might be a chance to survive.

"Let go!"

Han Fei wanted to draw a knife in a hurry, and when the passengers who looked normal at first saw Han Fei's resistance, smiles slowly appeared on their faces.

The pale lips were squirming, and the passengers whispered something in their mouths, and they all looked at Han Fei.

The scene in front of them was shocking. Some passengers even turned their heads 180 degrees, all with terrifying smiles on their faces, as if welcoming Han Fei to join.

The bus slowly drove out of the platform, and the corpse of the boy who climbed into the bus stared at Han Fei. He was covered in black mist, and the blood hole on his face was slowly expanding.

With a scream, the boy's body rushed towards the rear of the car, and all his hatred seemed to focus on Han Fei.

With nowhere to run, Han Fei was caught by the passengers, and he couldn't even do the most basic dodge.

But just when Han Fei thought he was going to be torn apart by the boy, the passengers also reached out and grabbed the boy's body.

This non-discriminatory move made Han Fei a long sigh of relief.

But before Han Fei's heart fell back into his stomach, the boy violently threw the arms away, and the thick black mist directly attacked the surrounding passengers.

The aunt who put in coins for Han Fei was the first to suffer because of the closest distance. The scarf covering her head and half of her face fell off, revealing half of her rotten face.

She hurriedly picked up the scarf on the ground, grabbed the scarf, opened her blood-stained mouth, and bit the boy's smooth and intact back.

The other passengers also acted, and the dead souls bit the boy, trying to dispel the black mist that enveloped the boy's body.

Seeing that the passengers were so brave, Han Fei had no intention of resisting at all, at least on the surface he was very well behaved, and even patted the hand of the eldest brother next to him to signal him not to grab so hard.

What happened in front of me was very emotional. It was like a young man being chased and killed by a villain. He wanted to jump out of the car, and then enthusiastic people hurriedly discouraged him, and the whole car teamed up to beat the villain.

"The passengers want to arrest me as a scapegoat. I am their only way of life. Naturally, they will not sit by and watch me get killed."

After figuring this out, Han Fei stopped resisting and sat between a student and an elder brother.

Three people were squeezed into the two-person seat, but Han Fei looked as usual, as if this was his seat originally.

Seeing that Han Fei was so honest, the hands that were holding him slowly loosened, and the passengers focused their attention on the boy's body.

Only by solving this outsider first, can Han Fei be digested internally.

"Fight, fight."

The conflict between the passengers in the car and the boy's body broke out in an instant, and the two sides fought directly together before they were ready.

It was the first time that Han Fei saw the fight between "ghosts". They used almost everything at their disposal to hurt each other, which was extremely crazy and tragic.

In one meeting, half of the aunt who paid for Han Fei's car was engulfed in black mist, but she didn't make the boy's corpse feel better. The remaining hand pierced the boy's eye socket, and her fingers penetrated the other side's face. blood hole.

The injured boy's corpse became even more insane, and the black mist condensed from grievances gushed out from the broken limbs like a swarm of worms, and began to attack all the passengers.

In the face of difficulties, Han Fei seems to have support. He and the other passengers in the car are now on the same front.

The bowed heads of the passengers all lifted up, and they showed their appearances before their death under the attack of the black mist, which also gave Han Fei insight and opened his eyes.

"This bus seems to be used to transport the souls of the dead, they all look like they have just died."

Passengers rushed towards the boy's body desperately, as if to correct the boy's mistakes with their own souls.

The fighting was many times more cruel than Han Fei imagined. As long as one touches the other side, one of them will be dissipated.

The number of passengers began to decrease, and the more the boy killed, the thicker the black mist around him.

If he doesn't get rid of him as soon as possible, and when he absorbs all the black mist, he will probably become more difficult to deal with in the future.

"Bang!"

The window next to Han Fei was smashed by something. He turned his head to look, and Li Guoer chased after him in a taxi. The two hearses raced side by side for a road chase, a scene only seen in shootout movies before.

"Why are you still sitting down?" Xiao Jia rolled down the car window and shouted at Han Fei, "What should I do now? The car starts, and those items can't be fixed in the corresponding position!"

Han Fei was also worried. The passengers in the car alone did not seem to be the opponent of the boy's body. He had to find a chance to jump out of the car and leave.

The black mist around the boy's body was still spreading, and the black curse on his body bulged like a blood vessel, crushing the approaching passengers recklessly.

Resentment swelled, cracks appeared on the window glass of the bus, the body was rapidly aging, the armrests were rusted, and the seats began to peel off. It seems that this is the real appearance of the bus.

"It's broken, it's coming." The eldest brother in the seat next to Han Fei has been trapped in the black mist. If it goes on like this, it will be Han Fei's turn: "Isn't a car full of people his opponent?"

The bus seemed to be drunk and drove forward crookedly. The driver's neck had been twisted, and only two arms were left on the steering wheel.

Seeing that the out-of-control bus was about to crash into the building next to it, a man's laughter sounded in the last row.

At first the laughter was weak, even a little like crying, but slowly the laughter became louder and morbid.

If the voice had a shape, that laughter would be like a venomous snake with several heads.

The passengers calmed down instantly when they heard this laughter. When Han Fei heard this laughter, his heart began to accelerate suddenly, and something seemed to be touched in his blank mind.

"How does this feel like my laughter?"

Looking to his side from the corner of his eye, a young man in a park uniform took off his hat. He looked completely different from Han Fei, and his whole face was affected by muscles, revealing an extremely crazy and perverted smile.

"There is a man in the car park? But why does his smile sound familiar to me?"

This was the first time that Han Fei met the park staff outside the park. Those people behaved completely differently from the daytime. It seemed that something had distorted their minds and became puppets who only laughed wildly.

"It's a strange feeling, besides me and f, there seems to be someone I'm very familiar with who wants to clear the level."