My Healing Game

Chapter 342: Think about who is the hostage before doing it

The woman tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart. She paid a lot for the spirit-calling ritual. She would never allow the ritual to be destroyed. But as the ritual was getting closer and closer to success, she found that her daughter had been making trouble.

  

   Being betrayed by the most trusted family member, this feeling is the most painful.

  

   "Zhuang Qing, you are old. Since your father passed away, I have rarely interfered with your affairs. Now I hope you will not interfere with me, okay?"

  

   The mother's words made Zhuang Qing feel strange. The mother she remembered was not like this. Everything seemed to start with the soul-calling ceremony, and the mother gradually became different.

  

   The father's soul was not recruited, but his mother no longer resembled her before, which made Zhuang Qing even more frightened.

  

   She opened her mouth several times, but she didn't speak. There was another secret hidden in her heart. She didn't even dare to tell her mother.

  

   seemed to be worried about waking up the little daughter. The mother was very restrained, but the disappointment in her words was cut on Zhuang Qing's heart like a knife.

  

   "In the future, don't go near your father's room anymore."

  

   With the last sentence, his mother grabbed the kitchen knife in Zhuang Qing's hand and left.

  

   The silence in the living room resumed, and Zhuang Qing's voice suddenly sounded after a long time.

  

"But... I also had another dream. It was not my father who died in a car accident, but us. We are thinking of him, and he is thinking of us. Every time I dream of him, he becomes more Aging."

  

Her hand touched the bedroom door, as if touching her father's arm: "We all miss you, but I don't know if it is good or bad. I always have a feeling that if the soul-calling is successful, you may be even more. pain."

  

   Zhuang Qing did not damage the door this time, and left quietly.

  

   "They should all go back to sleep, let's go quickly." The middle-aged man said with a bitter face: "I want to be seen like this. I might really be regarded as a ghost."

  

"Wait a minute, they just said they heard footsteps in the house at night, I want to see what they are attracting." Han Fei has a relationship with Zhuang Qing's family, and he happens to know Zhuang Ren in reality, so He was pretty sure that the one who was recruited was definitely not Zhuang Ren.

  

   If he wants to quickly gain the trust of Zhuang Qing's family, there is also a very simple way, and that is to call the real Zhuang Ren into the dead building.

  

  The manager of the dead building tampered with the memories of Zhuang Qing's family, allowing them to live in a painful cycle. If they can see the real Zhuang Ren, perhaps the memory tampered with by the manager of the dead building can be restored.

  

   This family really moved Han Fei. In order to find his wife and daughter, his father, who lives in reality, went crazy in a virtual death game, driving himself crazy day after day.

  

  The wives and daughters who live in the deep world are constantly trying the soul-calling rituals, trying to save their husbands.

  

   The memory has been tampered with, but they all want to redeem each other in their own way.

  

   Compared with the butterfly, they are indeed insignificant, but they are also doing their best to fight the destined fate.

  

  Han Fei is a bystander. He has witnessed everything and felt the most.

  

   Zhuang Ren's wife and daughter died many years ago. This is a fact. Even if he has a black box, he can't change it. Perhaps all he can do is pass his thoughts to the other party.

  

   "Living people, if they carry too much, it may be difficult to move on. Many people understand this truth, but there are still countless people willing to bear it. Maybe this is the beauty of human nature."

  

  While Han Fei was thinking, footsteps appeared in the living room again. This footstep sound was different from all the previous footsteps. It was like a person jumping on tiptoes.

   "The three mothers and daughters should all go back to sleep. Whose footsteps are in the living room now?"

  

   Even if a living person is sleepwalking, he will not make such strange footsteps. Han Fei gently opened the bedroom door to a gap, and something faintly moved in the dark living room.

  

   held his breath, ten seconds later, the sound of footsteps got closer and closer, and a woman appeared in the aisle between the sofa and the TV.

  

   She touched the ground on her toes, as if being carried by something, moving in the living room.

  

   "Ghost?" The middle-aged man in blood was obviously more like a ghost than a ghost at this time, but he looked terrified, and the anxiety in his eyes almost overflowed.

  

   The voice of the middle-aged man was very low, but it was this very faint voice that attracted the woman in the living room.

  

  'S pale face slowly turned, dragging her toes to the ground, her body quickly rushed towards the bedroom.

  

   His eyes met, Han Fei happened to see the other person: "Zhuang Ren's second daughter? Why is it her?"

  

   Han Fei is very familiar with that face. What makes him puzzled is how the second daughter who was just fine just now suddenly became like this? Is it related to the statue of Zhuang Ren's wife placed under the second daughter's bed?

  

   In the beginning, Zhuang Ren’s wife and daughter behaved normally, no different from when they were alive. Han Fei had seen photos of them in reality. I don’t know if they really thought they were reborn here.

  

   But now the performance of Zhuang Ren's second daughter is completely different from just now. Her face is pale, and the most terrifying thing is her eyes.

  

   There are black threads intertwined in the white of her eyes, as if someone is holding the thread in her eyeball and manipulating her gaze.

  

  While Han Fei saw her, the second daughter also saw Han Fei. At this time, Han Fei had closed the bedroom door again and asked the middle-aged man to put his back against the door panel.

  

   The sound of footsteps outside disappeared. A few minutes later, Han Fei looked at the crack of the door again, with thick black hair in his vision.

  

   "There are no long eyes on the back of the head, how can she look inside..." Han Fei thought of this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and suddenly realized something, and he looked up along the crack in the door.

  

   On the door panel at the top of the door, there is a grimace staring at him!

  

   The woman and the middle-aged man also saw that face. When they subconsciously moved away, Han Fei had an extra knife hilt in his hand.

  

   Can a bladeless knife hack someone to death?

  

   The grimace doesn't dodge, it remembers Han Fei's appearance, and the lock is rustling, it seems to want to enter the bedroom!

  

   was blocked by a Li ghost, and only the closet was behind him. The woman and the middle-aged man were so nervous that they couldn't even speak, but Han Fei took the initiative to open the door of the room, as if he was in the same group with the Li ghost, and cooperated extremely well.

  

   "Touch the secrets of the soul!"

  

   Under the incomprehensible gaze of the woman and the middle-aged man, Han Fei's knife fell on the grimace.

  

   The terrifying face shattered like a mask, and Han Fei's poisonous hand grabbed the opponent's neck, and a blood-red delicate paper man crawled along his arm to the wound of the grimace.

  

   When the paper man got into the ghost face, Han Fei covered Li Gui’s mouth with the secret of touching the depths of his soul, and dragged it directly into the bedroom like a kidnapper holding a hostage.

  

   "Honestly, you dare to wake up the others in the house, don't blame me for being impolite."

  

   With the blessing of master acting, Han Fei's handsome face is occupied by coldness and madness. At this time, he looks more hideous than ghosts.

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