Chapter 521: Initial brainpower plus one (6000 monthly votes required)
Memories in Han Fei's mind emerged amidst wild laughter. The child holding a sharp knife was covered in blood. He looked behind him, with blood on his face. Wear a smile.
No body could be found in the scene in the memory, but as the boy looked back, everything was stained red.
The blood-red restaurant and the sunny smile on the boy's face formed an extremely sharp contrast.
From the memory fragments, we couldn’t tell why the boy was laughing. He seemed to have lost all human emotions and could only show that warm and healing smile.
The night lights in the restaurant came back on, and the dim light dispelled the darkness.
The old wolf and the two pools of blood on the ground disappeared, and the thin monkey and the little fat man seemed to have never appeared here.
Everything seemed to be returning to normal, except Han Fei who fell to the ground holding his head. He held his head firmly with both hands, as if his head would split in half if he didn't do this.
Severe pain stimulated every nerve, and the blood from the bloody orphanage dyed a lot of Han Fei's memories red.
“The fear of all the children in the white orphanage turned into wolves. In the bloody orphanage, I was the wolf. One of them ate countless children, and the other seemed to eat all their emotions and personalities?”
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The young child stood alone at one end of the restaurant, covered in blood, and then turned back with a sharp knife.
Han Fei never expected that he would have such an experience: "The games played in this orphanage seem to be ones I have played before. Replaying these games may stimulate my memory of more "Many things."
Reason and hysterical laughter have been fighting, and Han Fei tried his best to suppress the self in the bloody orphanage.
When his mind was about to turn into a sea of blood, chains of memories appeared around the Bloody Orphanage, representing Han Fei's childhood children and the appearance of good and evil spirits.
Each of them was holding a chain in their hands, as if to prevent the Scarlet Orphanage from "disappearing" in their minds.
"All the memories of childhood, kind souls, pure evil, everything is blocking the Scarlet Orphanage. What does the laughter in this Scarlet Orphanage mean?"
In other places, good and evil are both. They are like water and fire, but in Han Fei's mind, kindness and malice are like brothers.
The trembling Bloody Orphanage finally returned to normal, and more and more memory fragments appeared in Han Fei's mind, all related to the Old Wolf Game.
The pain slowly eased, and Han Fei sat on the ground. The corners of his mouth and eyes seemed to be torn open, with blood oozing out.
Opening the inventory, Han Fei took out the pig heart made by Xu Qin and took a big bite.
Devouring something is the Midnight Butcher's best way to relieve stress.
His blood volume slowly recovered and Han Fei got up from the ground. He also received another prompt from the system.
"Attention player No. 0000! You have successfully accompanied the children to play the second game! Obtain the task reward-Clue 2."
"Clue 2: The one you are looking for The child is the bad boy in everyone’s heart.”
The second clue is already very specific, and most orphans do not meet the requirements.
"The bad boy in everyone's heart? This guy who played the old wolf game with me is the worst boy. Everyone will think that he is a bastard privately, but they dare not speak out in anger; but the little boy next to me seems to also Isolated by everyone, no one wants to play with him, thinking that he is a bad boy who does not obey the orders of the nursery."
If it weren't for the uncertainty, Han Fei might have stabbed the oldest boy when he got up.
At this time, the boy had already run towards the back, and he punched the girl with the broken leg one after another.
When the situation was very critical just now, the girl suddenly spoke and wanted to kill both Han Fei and the boy.
Every child in this orphanage must not be underestimated, and must not be careless just because they are children, otherwise they will not even know how to die.
Putting away the chains on the ground, Han Fei held down the boy's head. His eyes were full of killing intent: "Stop."
The more games you can play in this orphanage, the better, Han Fei Fei was not prepared to try as many games as possible before hatred came, and he wanted to figure out his past.
In the past, he was unable to bear the consequences of retrieving the bloody memory, but now he has the right to get closer to the truth.
"Who won just now?"
Han Fei said coldly, and the boy looked up at him, with a hint of viciousness hidden in his eyes: "Whoever touches the old wolf first wins. , but neither of us touched the old wolf just now, so it’s a draw.”
After the boy finished speaking, he drew his neck back as if he was afraid that Han Fei would use violence.
"Okay, let's play the third game."
As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, his hand was grabbed by the little boy, who persuaded Han Fei: "Stop playing "Okay, let's go first."
The oldest boy didn't expect Han Fei to be so easy to talk to. When he saw Han Fei agreeing, he immediately became energetic: "Win two out of three games." , if you can win the next game, then I will definitely listen to you and do whatever you ask me to do.”
This little beast is full of bad ideas. In his eyes, humans are no different from other animals. , and extremely selfish. He killed the thin monkey and the little fat man without any psychological burden. However, when he was framed by the girl, he immediately turned around and prepared to beat the girl to death.
In his eyes, other people's lives are like objects that can be discarded at any time.
Han Fei imprinted all the behaviors and expressions of these orphans in his mind. He felt that none of these children were good. They seemed to have been taught bad things and became normal in appearance. A poisonous apple that has already festered inside.
"The next game is also a game we often play. It is in the room further inside." The boy carefully concealed the malice and hatred in his eyes. They are also children in the orphanage. The boy at this time He looked completely different from Han Fei when he was a child.
In Han Fei's memory fragment, although he was holding a sharp knife, covered in blood, and turning red wherever he walked, he always had a warm smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to always have There is light, and those things will not change at all due to changes in the surrounding environment.
Through this simple comparison, Han Fei also discovered the difference in himself: "At that time, I seemed to have lost all other emotions except smile, but now it is just the opposite."
The boy grabbed the girl on the ground and forcibly took her with him toward the end of the restaurant.
Pushing open the door of the restaurant, there is a dark corridor outside. There is no window on both sides of the corridor. It is like a mine buried deep underground. Just entering makes people feel suffocated.
A faint light reflects the yellowed walls, and the night light in the middle of the corridor is the only light source here.
The oldest boy covered the girl's mouth, and he himself also slowed down, moving lightly and not daring to make any sound.
The inside of the orphanage is much larger than it looks from the outside. The black doors are tightly closed, and there are no signs hanging on the walls. Han Fei doesn't know what is hidden behind the doors.
"This is it."
The oldest boy dragged the girl with the broken leg to the end of the corridor, pointing to the door in front of him.
“The third game is called Cardboard House. We don’t have many toys here, so everyone will collect cardboard boxes for transporting fruits and vegetables, and then use those broken boxes to build houses and castles.”< br>
"Competition to see who builds a beautiful castle?" Han Fei has the ability to appreciate art, whether it is the aesthetics of the underworld or the aesthetics of the earth, he can satisfy it.
“No, we will hide in those houses made of cardboard boxes. You cannot destroy the boxes in any way, you can only look at them with your eyes. The time limit is five minutes, and you have three chances to touch the box. If you do not choose us The hidden box means we win." The boy seemed very confident.
"Is it similar to hide-and-seek?" Han Fei nodded: "Okay."
"You wait outside for a minute." With both hands strong, the boy pushed the door open, and he dragged the girl in.
The door was closed, and Han Fei lay on the door panel and listened. After the two children entered the house, the footsteps disappeared, and no small sound was heard. It was very strange.
Counting the time silently in his mind, Han Fei noticed that the night light in the corridor began to dim, and something seemed to be approaching in the darkness.
“Play the game first, then think about other things.”
Han Fei knew very well that curiosity killed the cat. He did not stay in the corridor. After counting for a minute, he took the little boy into the house.
There was a faint stench in the air, and the scene in front of him did not make him laugh wildly, which made Han Fei feel a little relieved.
“This room is so strange.”
The small room is filled with small houses made of folded cardboard boxes. Most of the rooms are made like tombs. I have to say that these children’s The work is very down to earth.
“They are hiding in here?”
Those waste paper boxes are not laid flat on the ground. Most of the boxes are piled on top of each other, layer upon layer, and the pile is very chaotic.
"It seems like you guys play this kind of game a lot." Han Fei glanced at the little boy next to him. The boy looked at the cardboard houses with a hint of envy.
"Only they can play. Every time they snatch all the cardboard boxes and then create or destroy them. I can only watch them and cannot participate."
"They Why don't I take you to play with me?" Han Fei asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.
"They always say that I am a bad boy, running around and not listening to the nursery and teachers. It seems that if you play with me, you will be punished by the nursery." The little boy said very aggrievedly.
"Then do you hate that nursery? If you had the chance to make him disappear forever, would you choose to make him disappear?"
"Do you mean to kill him?" It's hard to imagine that a The child actually said the word murder so casually.
“You can understand it that way.”
“Then I won’t let him disappear. He just hates me. There are many people who hate me in the world, and I can’t let them all. Disappear." The boy was thinking about this problem very seriously.
"But what if they want you to disappear? Will you resist?" Han Fei's question was too heavy for a child.
After thinking for a long time, the little boy still shook his head: "If they want to kill me, then I will hide in a place where they can't find me. If they can't see me, it means I have disappeared. Yes, I Just do it!”
The little boy’s seemingly unintentional reply made Han Fei’s pupils twitch slightly.
In reality, Little White Shoes seemed to have hid in a place where no one could find him at first. People did not find him, and in the end only his body was found.
Looking back at the photos provided by Liulimao, in one photo the child wearing white shoes also likes to run around very much.
These signs indicate that there should be a certain connection between the little boy and the white shoes.
While Han Fei was still thinking, the little boy suddenly raised his finger and pointed to the northeast corner of the room, and shouted excitedly: "Mom!"
Looking there, Han Fei saw a female puppet It was thrown on top of several cardboard boxes.
"They said you can't touch or destroy the box, but they didn't say you can't touch the puppets." Han Fei approached the northeast corner of the room. When he walked inside, he realized that the surrounding areas were all densely folded. The boxes passed by, one after another, like grave bags one after another, which looked quite scary in the dark room.
“We can’t go any further.” The puppets were too far away from them. If they wanted to continue walking, they would definitely hit the box there.
Staring at the puppet, Han Fei was thinking about how to take it off and return it to the little boy, when he suddenly saw the puppet's fingers hanging from its belly, and the hand seemed to be pointing in a certain direction.
Looking along the puppet's hand, there was a strand of black hair peeking out from the gap in the cardboard box it was pointing to.
"Is this puppet reminding me?"
Han Fei was about to choose that box when his eyes discovered something else.
There is a small piece of girl's clothes left on the edge of the box next to the box. It seems that in a hurry to hide, she forgot to stuff all the clothes into the box. Looking further away, there is half of the girl's clothes spread out in the gap of the box one meter away. The palm of his hand was open, and blood was oozing out from under the box further away.
“These boxes are far apart, and their hair, hands, and clothes are not together.”
"The fingers are slender and white, and they belong to that little girl, as do the clothes and long hair. Now there are two possibilities."
"The first is that there are still things in the paper house, and we are not the only ones in this house. ”
“Second, girls have been divided into different Some of them were hidden in different paper houses. If they divided the two people into four parts, I would not be able to find them all with only three choices."
Han Fei knew that little one. The beast knows how to use tricks, but he never thought that the other party might do this.
"Probably not." The little boy knew a lot, but even so, he was shocked when he heard Han Fei's words. Even the underworld orphanage rarely played like this.
"It's possible that my thinking is complicated." Han Fei nodded slightly: "After the boys and girls enter the house, they only have one minute. It is difficult to complete the separation and hiding in one minute. Besides, I don't have any Hear any screams."
"If the two children are okay, it means there are other things hidden in these paper houses." Han Fei asked the little boy: "Look at them playing with the paper houses. At that time, did you find anything? What’s a weird thing?”
“Everyone likes to play with cardboard houses, but the nursery said that after everyone builds his own house, he cannot go in directly. He must knock on the door first. Only when someone opens the door can they push it in. "
"What kind of habit is this?"
Han Fei frowned and looked at the rooms. He was playing games on the surface, but actually. Testing the other self deep in your mind.
He may have played this game before, and once he has played it, it should be able to trigger past memories.
Although the process of thinking about the past was extremely painful, Han Fei still wanted to do everything possible to find his lost self.
“Didn’t I like making paper houses before?”
The perverted boy gave Han Fei a three-minute time limit. When there was only one minute left, Han Fei decided to try it first one time.
He slowly moved forward and opened the box pointed by the puppet.
Under the box was a lock of hair and a scrap of clothing. The two children were not hiding here.
"Should you knock on the door first and ask if anyone is inside?" the little boy reminded Han Fei softly, but it was already a bit late.
The room became obviously darker than before, and more and more things began to appear in the gaps of the paper houses.
There are patterns on the clothes, more and more blood stains, and a flash of eyes.
"There are two more chances." Han Fei threw aside the opened paper house. He hugged the altar and jumped to the open space.
The puppet was very close here. Han Fei reached out and grabbed the puppet in his hand, then stood there and looked around.
He is now in the center of the room, where he can see many boxes blocked behind.
His eyes moved slowly. He inherited the personality fragments of the Mirror God, and his left eye still retained part of the ability to see reality, but even so, he found nothing.
Time passed minute by minute, and when it was about to end, Han Fei's eyes were attracted to a red paper house in the deepest part of the room.
For no reason, when he saw the paper house, he could no longer look away.
That small, dusty red house had a very special attraction for him, as if the red paper house was folded by his own hands!
The chains of memory rattled, and the little red house in Han Fei's eyes seemed to be slowly changing. When a sharp pain came to his mind, he saw another strange memory.
As a child, he huddled up in a white paper house. His body was trembling, but he did not dare to make any move.
There are various windows painted on the inner walls of the paper house, but those windows cannot be opened at all, and children cannot see what is happening outside.
Hiding in that extreme depression, time became extremely slow. The child's face was buried deep in his knees. He did not dare to look up. At this time, his body was shaking with fear.
He seemed to have reached his limit and could no longer hold on.
A red blood flower bloomed on the cardboard house, and the bright red color penetrated from the outside of the cardboard into the inside.
There seemed to be a rain of blood outside, and more and more red flowers bloomed on the cardboard house, and the narrow traces of blood flowing out were like the petals of the other shore flower.
Blood-red flowers of the other side bloomed on the white house, until the white house was completely dyed red by the withered and falling "petals".
The boy's body was shaking more and more violently. When the white house turned completely red, the boy's face, buried deep in his knees, slowly lifted up.
The warm and healing smile on his face finally began to become distorted, the corners of his mouth raised, and the smile gradually turned into a hysterical and crazy laugh!
The boy walked out of the red house, and there was a blood-red night outside!
The wild laughter in the back of his mind was just like in his memory. He hugged his knees and sat on the steps at the entrance of the orphanage, looking up with his childhood self in his memory.
Hysterical laughter comes from memory and echoes in reality.
Han Fei felt the heartbreaking pain again. His expression was distorted. At this time, he could no longer care about the game and rushed directly to the red room in the corner of the room.
All the cardboard boxes blocking the road were pushed away, and he ran to the paper house. However, when his hand touched the red paper house, the originally blood-red house began to fade.
The system seems to have prompted him something, but he can't concentrate and listen now. The feeling of his mind being torn apart is getting stronger and stronger. His body knocks over one paper house after another. It hurts. His teeth were already bleeding.
But even in this situation, he still hugged the altar tightly in his arms.
Now he is different from before. He has something that he needs to hold tightly.
As long as there is a shred of reason left, he will not let go.
Regarding the spiritual altar in his hand, Han Fei showed a toughness that he didn't even realize.
After being tortured by wild laughter for a long time, the newly added memory fragment finally melted into his own mind.
Compared with the previous game, the memory involved in the game Paper House is more important to Han Fei, because the bloody night appeared in this memory.
If he continues to search, Han Fei feels that he will probably remember what happened on the bloody night.
“Bloody Night is a word that is tabooed by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. Such a giant is silent about it, which shows how special that night is.”
Slowly regaining his sense, Han Fei got up from the ground. At this time, most of the paper houses in the room had been destroyed, and the oldest boy also climbed out of his hiding place with a sinister smile on his face.
Han Fei didn't pay attention to the boy. He vaguely remembered what the system seemed to have prompted him just now.
Han Fei was stunned for a moment when he opened the attribute panel and inventory.
"Attention, player number 0000! Your initial brain power is increased by one!"
"Attention, player number 0000! You have obtained the special item of the White Orphanage - the white house."
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"White House (Special Mission Item): He may know why the White House turned into a Red House."
After Han Fei retrieved two memories, he found that his initial brain power had increased a little , reached nine o'clock.
"Recalling the past, can you increase your brain power?"
Covering his still aching head, Han Fei was a little unsure: "Was I a very smart person before?"
"You lost! It's time to accept the punishment!" The boy kicked open the box next to him and walked to Han Fei.
"Punishment?" Han Fei shook his head: "Didn't we agree to win two out of three games? Even if you win this game, we will just tie."
"You still want to play fourth? Game?" The boy has never seen an adult as difficult as Han Fei: "Okay, no problem."
"You have already proposed three games. Let me choose the next game." Han Fei stared at the boy and touched the death knife: "The new game is very simple. It's called Dark Please Close. Eye."(End of this chapter)