My Iyashikei Game

, my healing game

When the neighbors saw Han Fei walking out of the club with a big sauce jar, their hearts finally fell back into their stomachs.

"Manager, where did you get this big water tank?"

"This is a flower pot." Han Fei asked Yinglong to open the black umbrella, but who knew that Yinglong screamed as soon as he touched the black umbrella, as if he touched a flame.

The black umbrella fell to the ground, and the fine killing intent on the umbrella surface appeared like the tip of a needle. Together, they formed a pattern of a shrine. The shrine Han Fei had seen in the club's mirror before. It was completely assembled from corpses, exuding peerless fierceness.

"What a weird umbrella."

"The club issued it. It seems that you can walk freely in the rain with this umbrella. You don't have to worry about being affected by the black rain." Han Fei handed the sauce jar to Yinglong, and he held up the black umbrella. Same as the new area.

"Lord, it seems that a lot of people have died under your black umbrella, and it is full of grievances. It should be condensed by killing intent, which can help the owner of the umbrella avoid the black rain, but in the end it will kill the owner of the umbrella. I'll swallow it together." Li Xian had already left, but after returning to the paradise, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt. Under the influence of the black rain, he seemed to have made a decision that went against his original intention, so he ran back.

"I accidentally took a sip of rain just now and sensed a lot of things from it. As the incarnation of disaster, I am more sensitive to these. It seems to be sheltering you, but in fact it is constantly drawing something from your soul. kind of thing."

As if he had made an important discovery, Li Zhan squeezed under Han Fei's umbrella and pointed to the shrine pattern that was slowly fading: "This unknown area is dead silent, that's because the owner here encourages killing and death, all the original Residents must be on guard against being killed at all times. The cloud that covers the night sky above us is like an enlarged umbrella, absorbing the dead souls every moment, growing itself, and then flowing out 'black' Rain' ravages the city."

"I also think this place is very crowded. It seems that the ghosts in the whole area are used to support a ghost." Yinglong looked up at the black cloud, and we should leave as soon as possible.

After successfully completing the task, Han Fei can already quit the game. He stopped staying and walked towards the paradise area with his neighbors.

When the few people were about to walk out of the area covered by the black rain, there was a sudden sound from the sauce jar in Yinglong's arms, as if a person suddenly woke up from a nightmare.

After the flower called Buxin was watered by the black rain, it immediately showed signs of withering, and the soul in the skull wailed loudly, as if a living person was strangled by the neck, and gradually felt suffocated.

"Can't this flower be taken to other areas?" Yinglong stopped in place: "Manager, the rose screen looks quite rare. It would be a pity if it withered due to changes in the environment."

"Is there anything you can do?"

"Jingshen and I are just about to open the Yimin convenience store in this area, why don't we put the flowers there." Yinglong led Han Fei to the junction of the two areas. There is a dilapidated three-story building here. The small building, which has been transformed into a convenience store by Yinglong: "The balcony on the left side of this room is just exposed to the black rain, so we can do business in two areas at the same time, although we haven't sold a single item yet, but I I believe that it will not be long before people from that unknown area will become regular customers of our convenience store."

"You look confident?" When Han Fei first rescued Yinglong, he never thought that one day he would open a chain store with him.

"The pressure of survival in the Black Rain area is even greater than that of a dead building. If the aborigines want to survive, they must purchase life-saving things. In addition, we not only have all kinds of rare goods here, but also provide vendetta services, as long as the other party can afford the price. , Sister Zhuang Wen can also take action." Yinglong's only remaining eye narrowed slightly: "No one can refuse a hateful help."

"In every way, your convenience store is very convenient."

"Serving customers, benefiting the people, facilitating the people, and benefiting the people is our purpose." Yinglong felt that Han Fei was complimenting him, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Very good. In the future, Yimin Convenience Store will be handed over to you to take care of it." Han Fei entered the store chosen by Yinglong and put the sauce jar on the balcony.

The fine black rain fell into the sauce jar, the soul greedily absorbed the rain, and the blood vessels on the corpse swelled again.

"thanks……"

Han Fei was about to leave when he suddenly heard a very low voice coming from the sauce jar.

Looking back in disbelief, Han Fei stared at the weak soul in his head: "Are you talking just now?"

Opening the attribute panel, Han Fei used his innate ability, Huayu: "Can I do something for you?"

After using the innate ability, Han Fei's voice seemed to be able to sound directly in the depths of his soul. Combined with this ability to touch the secrets in the depths of his soul, he could communicate with some "flowers" without opening his mouth.

"Kill me, kill me..."

The soul curled up in the skull told Han Fei his request.

"If I kill you, the gardener will definitely not let me go." Han Fei tried to stretch out his hand. He used the secret in the depths of his soul to gently touch the other's head.

Inferiority, pain, loneliness, all kinds of negative emotions are like petals, wrapping the soul. But among all the petals, Han Fei also felt a special emotion-missing.

Bu Xing was thinking about the sunshine in the world, the dumplings made by his mother, and the boring life that he used to take for granted.

"Do you want to return to reality?" Han Fei retracted his hand: "I can help you realize this wish, but before that, you

Tell me how I became a flower, and I want to figure out the rules of that black rain area. "

Bu Kaixin didn't believe what Han Fei said at all, he felt that Han Fei was just teasing him.

Seeing Buxin's body curled up in the sauce jar, Han Fei felt that he had to bring some hope to the other party and pulled him out of numbness and despair.

"I don't know why they planted flowers, but I want to turn you flowers into humans again." Han Fei touched the attribute panel and softly said two words: "Spirit."

The blood-colored ghost door slowly opened, and Jin Jun, who was holding a Luoyang shovel, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the person fell into a daze.

"Han Fei?" Jin Jun looked at Han Fei blankly: "I was digging a grave with Huang Ying, why did you call me here?" "Do you have any daily food like dumplings in your inventory?"

"Yes, what do you want those things for?" Jin Jun opened the inventory and took out a lot of food and drink.

"I raised a flower, I want him to feel the warmth of the shallow world." Han Fei moved all the items Jin Jun took out to the balcony and displayed them one by one for Bu.

"Flowers?" Jin Jun's face became even more puzzled.

"Can't you see such a big flower? If you want, I can give you one in the future." Han Fei patted the sauce jar, and a happy soul emerged from the broken skull: "Giving someone Roses, the fragrance remains in your hands, and I will send them all to the shallow world in the future."

Jin Jun smelled the faint smell of corpse in the air, but he didn't dare to say a word, for fear that Han Feizhen would send him a flower.

"The dumplings you like, and all kinds of hot food, I can help you find everything you once had, and even... I can even let you see your family." Han Fei's last sentence After he finished speaking, the happy expression of Bu in the sauce jar finally changed, and the numbness in his eyes slowly melted away.

"I want to see my mother again..."

"If she is still alive, I promise you that I will help you realize this wish." Han Fei asked Jin Jun to clear the inventory, and then in front of Bu's happy face, he used the soul-returning talent to send Jin Jun back to the shallow world. : "You will 'wither' if you leave the black rain now. After I solve this problem for you, I will try to let you meet your mother. You must also work hard to live seriously, and you should not want her to see yourself. How is it now?"

Others rely on fertilization and various techniques to grow flowers, while Han Fei relies on stimulating the potential of flowers themselves.

After seeing Han Fei's ability, Bu Kaixin's attitude towards Han Fei changed, and his words gradually increased, and he no longer regarded himself as a "flower" that would wither at any time.

Han Fei also discovered something that shocked him during his exchange with Bu Kaixin.

Between the black rain area and reality, a bridge of death has been built up by the ineffable, and it is looking for suitable "club members" in reality.

After meeting the extremely demanding requirements, those club members have a certain probability to be sent to the black rain area.

Ninety-nine percent of them will die in the process of "smuggling" like Bu Xingying, but it is said that some people have succeeded.

Bu Kaixin used to be a member of the killing club, but he never killed anyone. The reason why he joined the club was to find his missing brother.

The two look exactly the same. He pretended to be his brother to infiltrate the club, and also discovered the unknown side of his brother.

Beasts, animals, thugs, these words are not enough to describe his brother.

From the initial desire to find his brother, Bu Kaixin became disgusted and hated for his brother. He was about to get away and leave, but it was too late.

After he saved some of the clues he had, the core members of the club found him, and he didn't remember what happened next, and when he woke up, he became a "flower".

Bu Kaixin told Han Fei his mother's address, hoping that Han Fei could visit the old man for him. In return, Bu Kaixin also told Han Fei's information about a core member of the killing club.

"That person's surname is Xia. He always wears a guinea pig mask. He is over 1.8 meters tall and exudes a harmless aura. He reads books but is an out-and-out devil."

"His occupation is related to children, and he still has a very light milk fragrance."

Han Fei took all the words that Bu Kaixin said in his heart, he asked Yinglong to stay and take good care of each other, and found a safe place to go offline.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei hurriedly crawled out of the game room. He rushed to the computer and logged into the virtual account Sunshine Boy in the gray area.

After reading a lot of death group chat records, Han Fei found the last few speeches before the previous group owner disappeared.

"I don't like to bother with those pigs."

"There's going to be big things going on right now, because summer is here."

"Just wait and watch the show."

There were three sentences in total. After he finished speaking, his account never spoke again, and the death group chat where Han Fei was located also changed to a new group owner.

"Summer is here, do you mean the core members are going to start?"

Taking a look at the speaking time, Han Fei calculated forward and found that it happened to be Butterfly's Soul Returning Night.

"These mice are hiding so deeply."

Perhaps seeing that Han Fei was online, a manager in the group suddenly sent him a pop-up window for private chat.

After hesitating for two seconds, Han Fei chose to accept, and pictures of extremely cruel appeared in front of Han Fei's eyes.

"Rookie, let's play a novel."

"what

game? "

"Find the differences. If you can find ten differences in this person, I'll take you to a good place."

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