My Iyashikei Game

The reason why Han Fei dared to enter room 1052 directly was actually after careful consideration.

He's been there for three hours now, has completed the hidden quest, and can quit the game at any time.

In addition, Meng Shi once said that the tenant of 1052 did not hurt anyone, and even saved Chenchen who accidentally ran upstairs.

Although the other party had a morbid and terrifying expression on his face, kept a strange pet, and chopped off the faceless ghost's head, Han Fei still felt that the other party was a good neighbor.

The reason is very simple, this woman just killed the ghost who wanted to kill him and saved his life.

Looking at the woman's blood-red back, the sharp knife, the head, and the gorgeous blood-like lips, these are all the impressions the woman left on Han Fei.

Opening the door full of dead words, a strange scent wafted out of the room.

Room 1052 and Room 1051 are connected together, but the smells in the house are completely opposite.

The dim light reflected on the woman's pale face, and the bright red coat looked a little dazzling. After the woman waited for Han Fei to enter the room, she closed the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Han Fei's heartbeat also began to speed up.

He glanced around, the room was even weirder than he had imagined.

The huge dining table is placed in the center of the living room, and above it are exquisite plates, each of which is filled with fragrant food.

If it was just like this, Han Fei wouldn't be afraid. The problem is that none of the food that smells like this is something normal people would eat.

Dolls? Photos? Hair?

Han Fei felt extremely uncomfortable just looking at the food on the plate. He instinctively wanted to step back, but his body was cold.

When he turned back, a pale arm was placed on his shoulder, and fingers without any warmth caressed his neck gently.

What do you like to eat? The woman's voice sounded in Han Fei's ears, and her words seemed to contain a fragrance, a fragrance that made people feel scared.

I don't know what I like to eat. My family is relatively poor, so I'm grateful for those who stutter. Han Fei didn't dare to answer casually. He was afraid that the other party would do crazy things. For example, he liked meat. The other party directly draws materials on the spot.

Children who are not picky eaters are the easiest to feed. The woman moved her cold fingers away from Han Fei's neck. She didn't know the meaning of what she said. After she finished speaking, she carried the faceless ghost's head into the kitchen.

Easy to feed? After Han Fei waited for the woman to enter the kitchen, his eyes turned to the sharp knife on the dining table.

There seems to be a lot of blood-stained sharp knives, all of which are different in length and style, and seem to have different functions.

She used this knife to pierce the faceless ghost's head... Han Fei had no means of protecting himself. He involuntarily moved to the dining table and reached out to touch the knife on the table.

A warm feeling spread from his fingertips to his body, and then a harsh scream sounded in Han Fei's ear, which scared him to withdraw his hand quickly.

At the same time, the voice of the system also came from his mind.

Attention number 0000 players! You have found a G-grade blood-colored item - a blood-stained knife.

Blood-stained table knife: a cursed knife, very sharp, long-term use will uncontrollably want to cut people and things around you.

This is the first time Han Fei has seen such cursed items. They seem to be able to hurt ghosts, but the price paid is that the user himself will be cursed.

Thinking of the appearance of the 1052 tenant, Han Fei felt that it was better not to touch other people's things.

While Han Fei was thinking wildly, a strong fragrance wafted out of the kitchen, he swallowed unconsciously, and looked sideways into the kitchen.

The kitchen door was half open, and Han Fei could vaguely see the bright red figure.

He smelled the fragrance in the air and walked to the kitchen.

His fingers landed on the doorknob. Han Fei was about to push the kitchen door open when the door opened by himself.

A woman with a black stew pot in both hands appeared at the door of the kitchen. She looked at Han Fei with a smile, and fresh bloodstains could be seen on her fingers.

The seductive fragrance came out from the pot, but the faceless man's head was gone.

I have a special need for food, and I'm always looking for the ultimate taste. The woman walked forward with a black pot, her footsteps were extremely fast, forcing Han Fei to step back: Are you hungry too?

She scooped out two spoonfuls of meat soup from the black pot, and then she dumped the rest of the pot into the trash can.

Han Fei didn't see the faceless ghost's head in the pot, he was slightly relieved.

What's wrong? The woman heard Han Fei's inhalation. She put the stew pot on the table and turned to look at Han Fei.

Will this be too wasteful? Han Fei showed a regretful expression on his face: The meat you made smells so good, it's a pity to throw it away.

No one doesn't like to be praised. After the woman heard Han Fei praise her cooking skills, the smile on her face became more obvious: Those meats are just accessories, what I want is soup. Besides, these accessories will not be wasted, I will put It feeds my pet.

Feed to room 1051?

That's right, it likes to eat what I have left. After the woman finished speaking, she entered the kitchen again. When she opened the door, Han Fei saw some strange things hanging in the kitchen.

Han Fei didn't know what those things were, it felt like a butcher would

The shop hangs like freshly slaughtered meat.

In just a few minutes, the woman cooked several dishes, which she placed on a beautiful plate, and invited Han Fei to sit at the huge dining table.

It's been a long time since I moved here, and you're the third person to visit my house. The woman lifted the lid on the dinner plate, and the aroma filled the room.

Han Fei moved his index finger, but when he saw the dishes on the plate, he lost all desire to eat.

In front of Han Fei was a plate of animal offal with blood on it, which was already the most normal dish on the table.

In addition to animal offal, there are also some plants and all kinds of strange meat that Han Fei has never seen before.

Why don't you move the chopsticks? The woman picked up the napkin on the table and gently wiped her lips.

She moved very gracefully, but instead of being wiped off, the lipstick on her lips became brighter, as if it wasn't lipstick at all, but blood.

You haven't eaten it because I don't make it delicious? Or are you worried that my dishes are made of human flesh? The woman smiled happily, she stretched out her right hand and placed it lightly beside her cheek.

Don't worry, I've never hurt anyone, and I'm not interested in human flesh. The woman looked at Han Fei's face, her scarlet eyes gradually became dazed, she couldn't help biting the little finger of her right hand: I The pursuit is the ultimate deliciousness, but human flesh is not delicious.