My Iyashikei Game

"Takeout? But I didn't order takeout?" Shen Luo looked at the living room door, and he suddenly realized another thing.

Just now, because he was afraid of ghosts in the house, he didn't lock the living room door when he entered the house, which means that now the living room door is actually hidden, and people outside can easily push the door open.

After thinking of this, Shen Luo's goosebumps came out. He picked up the chair and stared at the door that was slowly being pushed open.

The door panel was pushed inward a little bit, but there was no deliveryman seen outside. The voice just now seemed to be his own hallucination.

Dragging the chair, Shen Luo carefully walked to the door. He looked down and saw a heavy takeaway box in front of his house.

"Has anyone really been here? Is this thing for me?"

With a trace of unease and curiosity, Shen Luo lifted the lid of the takeaway box, and butterflies and moths flew out of it. There were also some cocoons, larvae, and meat from animals that could not be seen in the box!

"What the hell?!"

Shen Luo was both scared and angry. He didn't know why he was being targeted. There seemed to be an invisible big net around him, trapping him in it.

"Someone's been staring at me, those perverts are peeking into my life!"

After climbing out of the game warehouse, Shen Luo was under tremendous pressure. After seeing the takeaway box, he broke out completely.

"Play these pranks for me, won't you?"

He turned around and entered the kitchen, brought a lighter and some inflammables, and threw the burning fireball directly into the takeaway box: "Burn you! These disgusting bugs..."

Before the voice fell, the fire protection device in the corridor detected an open flame, and a large number of water jets shot at Shen Luo and the takeaway box.

"Ah! fuck!"

The wet Shen Luo jumped angrily, and the neighbors who heard the movement opened the door again to check, but this time no one came out to help. Everyone looked at Shen Luo with a hint of sympathy and vigilance.

"I'm not crazy, I have no problem with my brain, don't look at me with that kind of eyes!" Shen Luo also knew that his defense was very pale, he reluctantly went back to the house and moved out the cleaning robot, and began to clean the water stains in the corridor : "I will dispose of this garbage."

He endured the discomfort, picked up the takeaway box and walked towards the elevator.

In the process of moving, Shen Luo found that there was a mezzanine at the bottom of the takeaway box.

If ordinary people want to find this interlayer, they must remove the cocoons and bugs in the box. Shen Luo accidentally saw the interlayer because of the water jet from the fire fighting device.

"If I read the content inside, wouldn't I be convinced that I'm also a pervert?" He said so, but Shen Luo didn't control his gaze. He looked towards the mezzanine and found that there was a tape inside. skin with hair.

That's right, it's a whole scalp, because it's been left for too long, it's already rotten and smelly.

"Murderer? I'm just playing a game? I won't be targeted by a murderer, right? What kind of death game is this perfect life!"

Shen Luo frantically pressed the elevator button, and he was ready to call the police as soon as possible.

Entering the elevator, when the metal elevator door slowly closed, Shen Luo suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, as if the oxygen had been trapped outside by the elevator door.

His heart was beating wildly, Shen Luo looked at the constantly changing numbers on the elevator display, and the strange feeling of a butterfly flapping its wings appeared in his brain again.

Holding the takeaway box with one hand, Shen Luo beat his head fiercely, the sound of butterflies flying in his head getting louder and louder, and there was something abnormal in the takeaway box!

The lid of the box was pushed open by a force, and Shen Luo looked towards the takeaway box. Among the countless butterflies, there was a face staring at him.

"Welcome back……"

The face covered with butterflies slowly rose from the box, it was getting closer and closer to Shen Luo, it seemed to want to stick to Shen Luo's face and get into Shen Luo's body!

"Did you recognize the wrong person?!"

Shen Luo was immediately frightened. He threw the takeaway box on the ground and curled up in the corner of the elevator.

There was nowhere to hide in the confined space, and the face crawling out of the takeaway box was still approaching him little by little.

"Congratulations on waking up from a nightmare and completing another resurrection."

"You got it wrong! You really got it wrong!"

"Has the memory not recovered yet? It is indeed a little earlier than the agreed time. It's a pity that many super criminals are waiting for this moment, and they can't wait!" The face stopped approaching Shen Luo, and no longer posted with Shen Luo, After a long time, that face seemed to have found some interesting toy, and suddenly laughed.

The numbers on the elevator display began to change wildly, black blood splattered on the elevator car, blood-red butterflies flew out from the corners, and Shen Luo seemed to have fallen into a butterfly's nest.

"What are you doing? I warn you, don't mess around! I, I'm very unlucky! If you die, you will become a ghost and haunt you for the rest of your life!"

Shen Luo shouted incoherently, he suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, stepped on the air, and then all the butterflies around him disappeared.

The takeaway box fell to the ground at some point, and all the bugs in it died, covering the scalp.

The elevator door opened slowly, and an old lady with chicken soup stood at the elevator door. She looked at Shen Luo, who was curled up in the elevator, and wanted to help, but then she saw a takeaway box full of bug corpses on the ground.

"Sorry, I forgot to bring something." The old lady turned her head and left, leaving Shen Luo alone in the elevator.

"The hallucination seems to be getting more and more serious." Shen Luo didn't dare to ride again

Taking the elevator, he dragged the takeaway box and ran into the corridor and left where he lived.

Walking on the street, Shen Luo looked at the clean and tidy street, an indescribable feeling emerged in his heart, very lonely, very desperate, and didn't know what to do.

"Why don't you call the police." Shen Luo took out his mobile phone, but saw the email sent by the doctor. After hesitating for a while, he decided to go to the doctor first.

Sometimes his mind is sober, sometimes confused, Shen Luo kept talking nonsense in the taxi, scaring the driver enough, and the whole process was recorded live.

After arriving at the place, the driver didn't stop for a moment, and he didn't even wait for Shen Luo to stand firm, and then drove off.

"Is he afraid that I will die in his car?" Covering his forehead, Shen Luo walked towards an old building: "The address in the email is here, but why do I feel that there is no one in the whole building? So eerie, so deserted."

Walking up the steps, Shen Luo tried to push the door in front of him.

The old door panel swung open, not locked at all.

"Is anyone here?"

Shen Luo didn't know what to do. He probed into the door to see that this building was an old-fashioned residential building, but the residents in it had already moved out, and the landlord rented out the entire building.

The first floor is a barbecue stall and a small shop, the second floor is a cram school and a dance studio, the third floor is a clinic, and the rooms on the fourth floor and up seem to have not been rented out.

"Does anyone still live in such a remote place in the northern suburbs of New Shanghai?"

Shen Luo kept having hallucinations in his own home, and when he got to this really dangerous place, the butterflies in his mind stopped making noise.

"Doctor Bai?"

The dilapidated floor was covered with leaflets. At first Shen Luo thought it was just a simple advertisement, but after careful observation, he found that something was wrong.

Those propaganda against science, anti-humanity, and extreme extremes, they feel that modern people are accelerating self-destruction, immortality is just a guise to deceive all beings, and people may have become extinct in the process of realizing immortality.

They hate all technologies related to immortality, including the "Perfect Life" game and consciousness transmission tools, and they call on all people who have lost their jobs and lives under the wave of technology to rebel.

Every word on the flyer is quite dangerous. If it is in a smart city, the person who posts this flyer will definitely be caught by Zhinao.

"Did I come to the wrong place? Or is this style popular in the northern suburbs of New Shanghai?" Shen Luo had the intention of withdrawing. He came to see a doctor, not to trouble himself.

Stepping back, Shen Luo just turned around when footsteps suddenly sounded downstairs. Before he could react, a middle-aged couple appeared in the corridor.

Not everyone has the keen observation and action ability of Han Fei. Shen Luo, whose mind was a little chaotic, remained in place until the two walked to him.

"Are you here too?" The middle-aged couple seemed to be honest and honest, and the first impression they gave was honest and kind.

"I'm here to see a doctor." Shen Luo whispered back.

"But today is Sunday. Doctor Bai never sees a doctor on Sunday." The couple suddenly became very enthusiastic, standing on either side of Shen Luo, chatting, and accompanying Shen Luo to continue upstairs Walk.

"Why don't you forget it, the gas in my house is off, I have to go back." After the couple approached, Shen Luo smelled a faint stench on them.

Their clothes and bodies were clean, but the stench seemed to soak into their hair and fine hair. No matter how many times they were washed, they could not be completely washed off.

"It's not easy for you to come all the way, just go up and have a look." The middle-aged woman took Shen Luo's arm and prevented him from leaving.

"How do you know that I came from far away?" Shen Luo's question was not answered, and he was almost forcibly brought to the second floor.

The door of the cram school was opened from the inside, and Shen Luo was inexplicably brought into the room by the couple.

There was only a lamp on the podium in the room. Doctor Bai, who had met Shen Luo on the Internet, was standing on the podium. He patiently told the adults in the classroom about several processes of psychopathology.

The learning atmosphere in this cram school is very good. The tutors give serious lectures, and the students listen to the lectures attentively until Shen Luo enters it.

"Shen Luo? It's really time for you to come. I'm discussing some issues with everyone. Would you like to listen to it together?" Doctor Bai looked like he was just an adult, but Shen Luo absolutely couldn't believe that this guy in front of him could draw the anatomy of the brain with his bare hands. The person in the sketch is only eighteen years old.

"Forehead……"

Shen Luo hesitated for a while, and the others in the cram school all looked at him. Everyone's eyes didn't look like they were staring at a living person at all, but more like they were looking at a piece of fresh meat.

"All right."

Pulling out the chair, Shen Luo sat in the last row of the class.

Doctor Bai smiled at him very kindly, and then continued to speak: "Do you know why there are seven days a week?"

"By observing the fullness of the moon, the ancients found that it takes seven days from a half full moon to a full moon; from a full moon to a half full moon, it also takes seven days; from a half full moon to the disappearance of the moon, and from the moon disappears to a half full moon, it still takes seven days Seven days is exactly one cycle." A woman sitting at the door replied, wearing glasses and bright lipstick.

"Then do you know why Sunday is a holiday?" After knocking on the blackboard, Doctor Bai's eyes moved to Shen Luo.

"In the Babylonian calendar, the 7th, 14th, 21st, and 28th days of each month are 'bad days'. It will happen on this day

It's a very bad thing, so the last day of every week will be a holiday, so everyone stay at home and don't go out indiscriminately. "After the woman at the door finished speaking, she seemed to realize something, she also turned to look at Shen Luo: "What a coincidence, today is Sunday. "

After the woman finished speaking, the eyes of all the students in the room focused on Shen Luo again, and their faces gradually showed different expressions than before.

"A week is a cycle, and Sunday represents the end and the new beginning..."

...

In Paradise Zero, Han Fei stood in front of Monday's room door. No matter how much he knocked on the door, the ghost manager would not come out.

He tried to open the door, but he couldn't open the door on Monday. In desperation, he had to try other doors to see if he could turn around and bring the ghost manager out.

One after another, when Han Fei pushed hard on Sunday's door, the door was finally opened.