Chapter 694 The Body of a Dream
After a long time of mental preparation, Huang Mao finally took over the blood-stained mobile phone under the force of the ghost.
He slowly put the phone to his ear, his heart in his throat: "Hello? How are you?"
"I remember that you and Fu Sheng were students in the same school. This time Has he done anything outrageous in school during the year?" Han Fei's voice came from the phone. Huang Mao was a little confused after hearing it because Han Fei's voice was different from Fu Yi's voice.
When he was surprised, Han Fei spoke again: "You'd better answer me honestly. If you dare to have any evil thoughts, I will throw you on the street this time and use you to seduce those ghosts. .”
Even though his voice had changed, the tone of his words was right. All the doubts in Huang Mao's heart disappeared instantly: "Hello, uncle, I'm not very familiar with Fu Sheng. I heard from his classmates that after working hard for a while, , easily ranked first in the school, and then became a little... different Ordinary people."
"Different from ordinary people?"
"Yes, his communication with 'ghosts' has become more serious, and there is no happiness on his face anymore. It's like the end of the world is coming, but only he knows it." In order not to be taken as a temptation. Bait, Huang Mao tried hard to show Han Fei his other values: "We don't know what happened to him. From a certain moment on, he seemed to hate making choices. He left all the multiple-choice questions in the test paper blank. If you follow the same life trajectory and eat the same meal every day, That kind of meal is sold out, and he would rather go hungry than choose other food. "This is no longer a difficulty in choosing. He is afraid of choosing." Han Fei felt that Fu Sheng was like this in reality. At this time, after obtaining the black box, he had to make a decision that would affect his life.
"But he seems to be very grateful to you. When he is in the most pain and discomfort, he will write to you and take out the mobile phone you bought for him to edit text messages. You are his support." Huang Mao He can talk more than before: "It went on like this for a while, and from then on, Fu Sheng never came to school again."
"Do you know where he went?"
"Some people saw him at the nightclub in the paradise. Some said he liked to go back to school at night to study. Some said he was dead. They saw his body hanging on the It's on the clock in the Times Building." Huang Mao said, as if he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, about a few months ago, a teacher in the school went to see Fu. She met Fu Sheng in a plastic surgery hospital in the city. She said that Fu Sheng had many special things gathered around him at that time, and he seemed to be preparing to sew all those things into his body. "
" Is he going to fuse with a ghost?" Han Fei frowned upon hearing this. Fu Sheng seemed to have been forced to do such a crazy thing.
"It's not necessarily a ghost..." Huang Mao turned his head and glanced at Xiaoyou's mother: "Anyway, I heard from the teacher that the things around him didn't hurt him, and he even persuaded him not to Care about their feelings and work together to find ways to save more people."
"The ghosts hope that Fu Sheng will make a choice to save people, and those ghosts are helping him make a choice." Han Fei understood the woman a little. Why did the student become like that? The whole thing was much more complicated than he imagined.
"Uncle, aren't all Fu Sheng's predictions true?"
"What do you think? Ghosts, monsters and madmen appear all over the city. The so-called purgatory is nothing more than that." Han Fei asked Huang Mao returned the phone to Xiaoyou: "You two stay where you are. I'll take someone there right away, and protect yourself."
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Han Fei, who was sitting in the taxi, hung up the phone and saw the tragic scene outside the window. The hard and cold heart also had a slight fluctuation.
In this super large city with a population of over 10 million, various tragedies are happening every moment. The sun does not rise as promised, ghosts come out of the night, cries and calls for help. The sound has become the sound that everyone is most accustomed to.
"It's too scary." Xiao Jia took a breath. He didn't even dare to look at the scene outside the car window.
"Did you notice something?" Han Fei stared at the scenery passing by on both sides of the street: "When we came out of the Paradise family home, the situation was not so serious. The closer we got to the Paradise area, , the greater the probability of ghosts appearing, and the more crazy and abnormal people become."
"I see. I dare not think about anything anymore." Xiao Jia held his head: "The deep world merges with reality, and ghosts appear everywhere. This is more terrifying than the end of the world. I think it is easier to die."
Supernatural incidents occur frequently, the city is stained with blood, there are too many ghosts and types, and people seem to be just toys.
Not only Xiao Jia, but also other players were frightened. This is not a warm and healing game. All apocalyptic games are not as scary and desperate as this city.
"Compared to them, we are lucky. At least we have tools to resist." Han Fei looked at the buildings outside the car window. When the unknown terror came, most people could only lock their doors. , hiding in his own home, waiting for death to knock on the door.
Among everyone, only Li Guoer drove silently. She did not participate in the conversation among everyone. It is useless to say anything now. More things must be done to save more people. .
The black taxi opened the road in front, and the two vans of the players followed behind. Han Fei's team has expanded to thirteen people. These people were carefully selected by Han Fei for their abilities. It can affect ghosts to a greater or lesser extent.
In fact, Han Fei can completely leave the players alone, but he has a deeper plan. He wants to train these players who have died countless times in the memory world of the shrine, so that they can also Have a brave heart and no longer be afraid of ghosts in the deep world.
If the deep world really loses control and merges with reality in the future, then these players may become seeds, take root and sprout in their respective soils, and grow big trees that can protect more people.
An hour later, Han Fei came to the place where Xiaoyou and Huang Mao were hiding, and took them to the plastic surgery hospital.
Han Fei was very impressed by that hospital, but he still couldn't recall some specific details.
Pushing open the hospital door, Han Fei immediately raised his hand to ask everyone to slow down.
There were screams and wails everywhere outside the hospital, but it was so quiet inside that you could hear a pin drop clearly.
"There are no ghosts in the hospital? Or is there the most terrifying ghost in the hospital, which has killed everyone?" Han Fei grabbed Huang Mao in front of him: "Lead the way."
"What the fuck? Why is it me again?" Huang Mao's lips were bitter and he felt bile rising up. If he could turn back time, he would never bully Fu Sheng.
"Stop talking nonsense, where did your teacher say he saw Fu Sheng?"
"The emergency room in Building 7 is the place where his mother died." Huang Mao was very reluctant Moving forward, Han Fei and all the players followed.
I visited my old place again, but the place had changed. There was not a single person in the hospital, as if everything that moved had evaporated.
"Han Fei, please save my daughter first. The wounds on Yan Le's body need to be treated properly." Ren Nao also left the Paradise Family Home with Han Fei. Now his daughter's condition is not optimistic.
The girl Yan Le's situation is more complicated. She was obsessed with jealousy under the influence of Butterfly and hurt many people. Her mother even killed all the girls Yan Le was jealous of in order to repair her soul.
This mother and daughter are actually almost like demons, and even those players hate them.
"They are at fault, they deserve to die, but they can't die now. My wife's ability can help you." The boss tried his best to persuade Han Fei: "She killed ten people, if they can Saved a hundred people..."
"But the ten people she killed can't be resurrected." Han Fei didn't bother with his predecessor on this issue. He took out his past life and passed through it. A ward after another.
The further you walk into the hospital, the quieter it becomes.
The nurses and patients who were usually seen everywhere seemed to have been locked up. At a glance, there were only pale walls, pale floors, and half-open and half-closed doors.
"Someone seemed to have been here one step ahead of us, and the doors of many wards were damaged."
When they walked to Building 6, the ugly cat in Han Fei's backpack It jumped out and ran down the stairs into the underground passage.
There is a secret passage underground in the plastic surgery hospital that connects seven buildings. Only a very small number of doctors are qualified to enter it.
"It feels like the temperature has dropped a lot." Xiao Jia unconsciously lowered his voice, as if speaking loudly would attract some monster.
"Pay attention to the surrounding walls. The lines painted on them are very similar to the lines in the resurrection ceremony of the blue and white cram school." Li Guoer's fingers gently touched the wall, and the lines automatically shrank like tentacles with life.
"It seems that Meng has already been here." Han Fei pieced together the scattered memory fragments in his mind: "Fu Sheng and Meng have been sworn enemies since very early on. After the deep world was closed, , Fu Sheng and Meng seemed to have been imprisoned in deep "
The original Fu Sheng had the support of other managers and inherited their ideas, but even so, the butterfly was not completely killed. Now Han Fei has nothing and is an enemy of everyone. How far can he go?
"The wild laughter comes from the bloody orphanage deep in my mind. He should be regarded as another me." Han Fei had no external support. In fact, he had realized one thing very early on. When he When you are in despair, you can only save yourself.
The underground ritual lines have been connected together. It is very scary to look at it like this. Meng seems to be planning to use the entire hospital as an altar to sacrifice all the doctors and patients in the hospital.
"If I hadn't changed the fate of the plastic surgery hospital before, then this place should be imprisoned here for the vast majority of desperate and crazy people in the city, whether they are rich people who are crazy about longevity and beauty, or ordinary people who are forced to collapse by life, their souls Any loopholes in the hospital will be exploited by Butterfly and become a sacrifice for his resurrection."
Han Fei knew that this hospital was important, but he did not expect that Meng, the manager of the paradise, would also focus on it.
Continuing to walk down, the color of the lines deepens, and blood begins to be mixed in them.
When they reached the second underground floor, all the lines had been replaced by various kinds of hair. The hair taken from patients and doctors was crawling all over the ground. Han Fei finally saw the first hair in the hospital. A living person.
"Du Jing?"
When he saw that face, a name came to Han Fei's mind. After Du Shu's death, her sister Du Jing became the new person in charge of the hospital.
I had the impression that fate had been changed, people who were supposed to die were saved by Han Fei, and everything should be moving in a good direction, but Du Jing did not find happiness.
"Why is this happening?"
The new dean Du Jing held two sharp pens in her hands. One pen holder was written with hate, and the other was written with love. Like knitting a sweater, the black hair is braided all over the floor.
The heads are hanging between the second and third floors underground. There are patients and doctors. The dream gives everyone the fairest ending, leaving those people immersed in the nightmare weaved by butterflies until they die. inside.
As if she noticed something, Du Jing suddenly stopped what she was doing. She turned her head, glanced at everyone, and then continued to braid her black hair.
"Du Jing?"
Han Fei noticed that the other party's eyes were dull and depressed, as if he had lost all hope and had become a puppet at the mercy of nightmares.
Moving forward, Han Fei saw Du Jing braiding the patient's black hair into different things, including children's clothes, footballs, and people he could never forget but would never see again.
Every time an item is woven, a patient's head will close its eyes. Du Jing seems to be stealing every patient's wishes and good expectations in this way.
What she weaves will remain for a while, and then the dead men's hair will become part of the great patterns on the walls.
"The dream left all the negative emotions to the living people and stole the only beauty they had left?" Han Fei wanted to stop Du Jing, but when his hand touched Du Jing, there was no reaction. But when he wanted to stop the other party from continuing to knit, Du Jing suddenly waved the pen in his hand like crazy, shouted his daughter's name, and launched an attack on Han Fei.
"Could it be that Meng took away her daughter and used her daughter to threaten her?" In reality, Du Jing's daughter is still alive and has even become a friend of Fu Sheng and Fu Tian: "Maybe it was originally Fu Sheng saved the girl, but it’s a pity that no one knows Fu Sheng’s existence except me.”
Passing by Du Jing, Han Fei came to Building 7 through the underground corridor. I saw the most shocking scene since waking up in the hospital.
The entire ground of Building 7 was hollowed out, and the bodies of patients and doctors were used as bricks to build a downward-facing Building 8.
Between Building 7 and Building 8, there is a huge mirror with a person's birthday written on it, and inside the mirror is a young man who looks very similar to Fu Sheng imprisoned.
“The butterfly in the dead building regarded me as a resurrected body. Could the body Meng chose for me be the former Fu Sheng?” (End of Chapter)