My Healing Game

The black giant python arched against Han Fei's legs. It felt that it was praised by Han Fei. Even though its body was very weak, it still threw its tail happily.

The female butcher in the alley hadn't gone far, and Han Fei didn't dare to speak much, quietly listening to the movement outside the door.

He was completely relieved after the heavy footsteps and strong smell gradually faded away.

"Survived."

Holding the black giant python's soft body, one person and one pet are living on each other in this perilous animal alley, and they both thought of Xu Qin at the same time.

"According to the information disclosed by the barber, Xu Qin should be still in the beast alley. Maybe I can meet her somewhere."

The appearance of Xu Qin appeared in his mind, Han Fei was not so scared anymore. He took out the blood-colored paper man from his inventory, and the opponent and Xu Qin looked at a place slowly with the same face.

The blood-colored paper man should have felt the position of Xu Qin's body. Xu Qin once poured his own blood on the paper man and added a curse that belongs to her in the paper man's body.

"First treat the wound, and then go to Xu Qin. After I meet Xu Qin and other neighbors, I can try to kill the pig-faced monster who is alone."

Reluctantly getting up from the ground, Han Fei supported the wall and looked around. He now has the opportunity to look at the room.

After it went offline, the black giant python didn't know what happened to it. It was lucky to find this broken house.

The broken bluestone bricks were covered with solidified blood stains, but it was probably because of the sufficient “fertilizer” that the small courtyard was full of weeds and there were some plants that Han Fei could not recognize.

Passing through the small courtyard, pushing open the dilapidated wooden door of the hall, there are no traces of living people in the small room, and only a wooden coffin is greeted by the eyes.

The coffin was placed in the center of the room. The lid of the coffin was chopped to pieces by a knife and an axe. There were no corpses in the coffin, but a lot of blood-stained clothes were thrown indiscriminately.

"Clothes mound?"

The blood on the clothes has turned black, and the owner of the clothes should have been dead for a long time.

Han Fei also wanted to continue searching, but his physical condition really did not allow him to continue to procrastinate.

"Come on, do me a favor and bite the needle and thread side."

Han Fei hid in the innermost part of the room, and then from the inventory Huang Ying used stitches to practice skills.

Thinking back to the method introduced in the video in his mind, his strong memory ability allowed him to remember all the details. He had also trained on corpses in the Happy Community before, so he was not too flustered.

With clothes in his mouth, Han Fei's hands are more stable than most doctors. You must know that he is threading needles on his own flesh.

In ten minutes, Han Fei completed a simple stitch with the help of the little pet.

The thread on the wound was crooked and horrible, but it finally stopped the blood.

"The blood is no longer flowing, but the hand bones are misplaced, what should I do?"

Han Fei tore his clothes apart, then found a branch on the campus, and simply fixed his left hand.

After everything was done, he, with no blood on his face, lay directly beside the coffin like that.

"The food made by Xu Qin can quickly restore blood volume, as well as other special effects. After I find her this time, I must ask her to cook more. I will take it with me."

In the deep world, Han Fei's physical healing speed is much faster than in reality. He still hasn't fully understood the rules of this world.

Since he started the game, he has been exhausted. When survival is a problem, he has no time to experiment with other things.

Lying in the dilapidated room, Han Fei took a short break, but it was not safe to hide inside. He heard footsteps outside the door twice in just a few minutes.

Maybe a pig-faced monster is hovering nearby at this time.

"The door in the beast alley is like a decoration to the pig-faced monsters. They can come in anytime as long as they want. The people who originally lived in the room were probably killed by them."

Seeing the horror of the room, Han Fei slowly got up from the ground, and he put his movable right hand into the coffin.

Hidden under the blood-stained clothes was a genealogical tree that was painted with scarred signs, and each of them had their names crossed out, looking a little crippled.

"Does each name represent a living person?"

On the last page of the genealogy, Han Fei found the only name that was not crossed out-Wang Sheng.

"Could this be the name of the kid in the trash?"

He tried to put the genealogy into his inventory, but what he didn't expect was that he succeeded in one click, and the system reminder sound appeared in his mind.

"Please pay attention to player number 0000! You have successfully found the quest item-Wang Family Tree!"

"The family tree of the king: The existence of this genealogy proves that there were many living people living in Animal Alley. Finding out how the Renjian Alley became the Animal Alley may help you escape here to some extent."

The system prompts have no beginning or end, and Han Fei doesn't know the usefulness of this genealogy, so he can only save it temporarily.

Walking around the house, Han Fei found a large number of traces of nails scratching the wall in the wing.

The finger marks on the dirt wall were mixed with blood stains, and it felt as if a lunatic who had lost his mind was locked in the house. Even if he dug out all the blood on his fingers, he would escape from this room.

"There seems to be no windows in the rooms in this alley. Each room is like a closed and independent box. Once the door is closed, the people inside will not know anything about it."

Entering the wing room, the field of vision is occupied by scratches, and the shock is even stronger. This small room is full of despair and pain.

"Are the people locked up in the house? Or is it a monster?"

There was no complete piece of furniture in the wing, and Han Fei frowned, rummaging through the bloodstained tatters for useful things.

When he looked under the bedboard, his pupils shrank instantly.

In the most inconspicuous corner under the bed, there was a hand whose wrist had been chopped off.

The hand exudes a strong smell, and its skin has turned black, but even so, its five fingers still tightly hold a broken deboning knife.

"Knife?"

The knife in the beast alley is a very special item. All the knives in this hidden map seem to be cursed, and they are all terrible curses.

"Is this a curse without a master?"

Han Fei was very courageous. He took the blood-colored paper man in case of accidents, and then let the black giant python get out the hand under the bed.

The giant python stretched out to the black hand reluctantly, and when it touched that hand, its thick body shook abruptly, as if it had been stimulated by something.

Looking at Han Fei grievously, the black giant python was determined not to approach the one-handed one anymore.

"Can't you eat anything?"

Soothing the black giant python, Han Fei endured the severe pain and touched the knife with his left hand, which had already been dislocated.

His thoughts are also very simple. Anyway, his left hand is now in a half-worn state, so touch it, at most, it's totally useless, as long as his right hand is intact without being affected.

The fingertips slowly approached, Han Fei wanted to use the system’s identification function to see if the knife could continue to be used, but who knew that the moment his finger touched the deboning knife, his brain was like a dozen pairs of pairs. The arm was gripped fiercely.

The unspeakable pain directly affected the soul, and Han Fei felt that his consciousness was about to be torn apart.

He wanted to withdraw his arm, but his body was out of control, unable to do even the simplest movement.

Even if he tried his best, he just opened his eyes.

In the room full of scratches, in the wing room full of fear and pain, at this moment there are standing six remnants of blood mixed in.

Their faces are hideous, their bodies are mutilated, and a part of their souls are imprisoned in the Eviscerate.

"The soul is imprisoned in the knife in the beast lane."

Those pairs of arms were about to tear Han Fei into pieces, and they had already lost their minds.

"There are men, women and children, they seem to be a family? Are they the people who originally lived in this room?"

In the life and death crisis, Han Fei did not hesitate at all, he directly took out the genealogy from his inventory.

The dilapidated family tree fell to the ground ~www.ltnovel.com~ When a page was opened, the attention of Liudao Canniu was slightly distracted by the genealogy.

Seizing this moment of time, Han Fei scanned the remnant soul, and he suddenly discovered that one of the remnant soul looked very similar to the female corpse in the garbage dump.

"Wang Sheng! I saved Wang Sheng!"

With the idea of ​​gambling, Han Fei shouted with all his strength.

The sharp pain in the brain weakened a bit, and the six remnant souls rushed on him, seeming to want to see something from Han Fei.

After about a few seconds, the six irrational remnants stopped hurting Han Fei. They passed between Han Fei's consciousness and body, and then returned to the Eviscerate.

At the same time, Han Fei's mind once again sounded a system prompt.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have found a broken G-level cursed item-a knife!"

"Knife (mutilated G-level curse): This knife once killed a family of six. It was a knife that killed the door."