My Iyashikei Game

Consciousness was detached, and time seemed to be slowed down infinitely. Han Fei could clearly see that his body was moving away, and at the same time, he saw a hand grabbing towards his leg.

The fingertips brushed, and the soul seemed to be frozen. Han Fei's eyes looked down, but he saw nothing.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei took off the game helmet and opened the game compartment.

His pupils were still beating uneasy, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Exiting the game doesn't stop that thing, I almost failed to quit.

The game warehouse is constantly adjusting Han Fei's body. He didn't feel any abnormality, and his mental state was also very good.

But when he was about to walk out of the game room, he fell to the ground.

Han Fei stared at his left leg in disbelief, and completely lost consciousness when his calf went down.

That unspeakable ghost, the finger rubbed against the left leg!

After staring at his left leg for a long time, Han Fei rested for a while before his left leg finally returned to normal. But this time, it really scared him.

Just being touched, the consciousness cannot perceive the left leg. According to this situation, maybe if I die in the game, my body should not die in reality, but there is a high probability that I will lose all consciousness and become a vegetative person.

The joy of rising to the twelfth level was diluted, and the singing taught Han Fei a good lesson. It made Han Fei, who had gradually adapted to the deep world, re-experience the feeling of being dominated by death and despair.

The water in the deep world is too deep, and it is as powerful as Xiaoba, and I can only hide in the happy community. I need to be more cautious.

After buying the game warehouse, Han Fei wanted to seize the time to level up, but he met the singing voice again.

Han Fei now understands that there is a fundamental difference between the game Perfect Life and other games on the market. Other games are played by people, and Perfect Life is played by NPCs.

Only with prudence and humility at all times can you have more chances to survive.

Sitting on the bed, Han Fei is not sleepy at all now. The game warehouse of Deep Space Technology is indeed effective. When his consciousness is immersed in the game, his body is fully relaxed and rested.

Playing games is like sleeping, and I have more time in my day. What Han Fei lacked most now was time. He looked at the sky outside the window before it was fully lit, turned on the computer, and began to search for something related to the dead building and singing. homicide information.

After finding the sun rising, Han Fei found nothing. There are many places in the world called dead buildings, but none of them are in Xinhu, and they are completely different from the buildings Han Fei was looking for. Most of them can only be used as buildings. Look at the story.

It's too inefficient to search blindly like this, so let the relevant people help faster. Han Fei called Huang Ying, hoping that the other party could help contact Feng Ziyu.

Feng Ziyu is a colleague of the crazy tester, and one of the witnesses of that incident. He has been searching for information related to the dead building all these years.

The phone only rang and was connected by Huang Ying. He seemed to have set a special reminder for Han Fei to call.

Brother Huang, did you have any more nightmares last night? Han Fei was still very concerned about Huang Ying. After he asked, Huang Ying didn't speak for a long time.

It's still that dream... Huang Ying's state is very strange, most normal people will be insane and collapse when they are entangled by butterflies, just like the spider's chef personality.

Even if it is reluctant to endure, it will become neurotic, doubting everything, until finally I drive myself crazy.

However, Huang Ying's performance was very calm, not only did he not fear or panic, but there seemed to be some aftertaste in his words.

Do you need me to go there? I suggest you live in the police station recently. Han Fei really didn't want Huang Ying to have any accident.

I don't know how to describe it to you. In the dream, I seem to be living a different life. In the dream, my mother didn't leave me, she was with me... Huang Ying said here, suddenly he didn't say any more. .

Then what? Han Fei knew that Butterfly would not be so kind.

Then she tried to kill me in various ways in the dream.

Hearing Huang Ying's words, Han Fei took a deep breath, Butterfly became Huang Ying's favorite and most respected person, and then tore up Huang Ying's inner memory in this way.

He was very worried and immediately connected to Huang Ying's video.

Looking at Huang Ying, who looked like a big boy in pajamas on the screen of the mobile phone, Han Fei couldn't understand. He didn't see any signs of mental breakdown in Huang Ying.

Don't worry, I'm fine. Huang Ying didn't change anything from usual except that he hadn't shaved for a long time and looked a little sloppy.

Aren't you in pain? Don't you feel hopeless when you are killed like that by the person you respect the most, and your beautiful memories are distorted? Brother Huang, tell me your true feelings, so that the police and I can help you. Han He said nonchalantly.

Really? Huang Ying thought for a while: Actually, the incident that happened when I was a child has always been a nightmare for me, and it was the scene in my heart that I was most unwilling to recall. What I hope most is that my mother can live well, Instead of losing her life to save me, she's the best person in the world.

Huang Ying and Han Fei had a deadly relationship, and they were each other's only friends. Huang Ying had no reservations and said everything in his heart.

My father also didn't like me for a long time. He probably didn't want to see me when he sent me abroad.

To be honest, I have lived for 30 years, and I still haven't forgotten that memory. I just learned how to prevent others from seeing my sadness.

I have always felt a sense of guilt towards my mother. I killed her. I wanted to make up for it, but there was no way I could do it... Until recently I started having this nightmare.

When I saw my mother standing on the shore and didn't jump down to save me, my first feeling was not fear, but a long sigh of relief. I was very worried that she would die in my dream.

Then she wanted to kill me in a dream, which was a very scary thing, but I don't know why, but I felt like I was atonement.

Every time I die, my heart is relieved a little, and the pain that I have squeezed in my heart for so long is slowly released.

My guilt, my self-blame, my pain, things that are taking my breath away are disappearing with death.

In the second half of the nightmare, I started to approach my mother actively. I knew she wanted to kill me, but I would never escape, just like when she jumped into the icy lake without hesitation.

Huang Ying on the screen took a deep breath, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: I also understand what the butterfly wants to do, but I don't care.

Huang Ying seems to have awakened some strange thoughts. Han Fei doesn't know whether this is good or bad. He estimates that Butterfly is a little confused now.

Do you have anything else to do?

Butterfly has not made progress on your side, which is the best news for me. Han Fei began to talk about his request to investigate the dead building. Huang Ying agreed very readily. He took the initiative to help Han Fei contact Feng. Zi Yu.

It didn't take long for Han Fei to receive a document. After entering the encrypted instructions, he found that the contents of the document were all related to the dead building.

The dead building does not refer to a certain building or a certain community. It is a gathering of many ghost buildings and desperate buildings.

Seeing the first line of the document, Han Fei was deeply attracted, he hung up the video call and began to study it seriously.

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