Chapter 712 The No. 1 Healing Personality
The aura exuded by Da Nie was so terrifying that everyone thought Han Fei was a soft-boiled person who only relied on the power of dogs.
Han Fei didn't care about other people's opinions. He waited until the dean was completely paralyzed before calling out the blade of the past life!
The bright light flashed across in an instant, like an epiphyllum blooming in the abyss, or like a meteor crossing the night sky. The butcher's knife of death has the characteristics of killing all evil spirits, which is enough to scare any thug with blood on his hands.
The dean's body was easily penetrated. Before it could react, the head that had been protected by layers of protection fell off to the left and right, and the cocoon deeply embedded in its mind was also chopped off. broken.
Although the evil is terrifying, Han Fei is the one with the sharpest butcher's knife. He only needs a suitable opportunity to kill all the ghosts under his hatred.
The dean who lost the ability to resist was swallowed up by the big evil, and the monsters with split belly were slowly suppressed. Han Fei worked steadily and pushed inward little by little. He not only wanted to become stronger, but also Teach those special citizens how to survive in this city and let them become the new kindling.
Ghosts awaken, the deep world merges, and there are new rules in a new era.
It only took three hours for Han Fei to take down Meng’s organ factory. He found all the patient information in the dean’s office. Meng sewed his own body into some of the patients’ bodies. , letting them hide in every corner of the city, trying to hide themselves in the sea of people in this way.
It is indeed difficult to completely kill Meng, but Han Fei also has his own countermeasures. He distributed the materials and information to all the survivors, and also let the water ghosts hidden in the lake come out in full force. They will Complete the "cure" of those patients.
"Water ghosts and survivors can cooperate with each other, and it is possible to coexist between humans and ghosts."
After inspecting the organ factory, Han Fei entered the delivery room directly below the morgue. The mothers of the babies were all very vigilant. Looking at Han Fei, they would do anything to protect their children.
"I recognize him! He is a wanted criminal in the city!" A pregnant woman who was sent underground just a few days ago pointed at Han Fei and shouted. She looked frightened and even picked up the knife next to her. of a fruit knife.
Han Fei did not deny it. He looked at the big lock on the delivery room door.
These pregnant women were sent here to give birth several weeks in advance. The director provided them with the most comfortable environment and the most advanced auxiliary equipment. The entire delivery room and living area for pregnant women were well built.
The organ factory outside the door is constantly producing evil and blood, but the place where pregnant women and newborns are inside is warm and comfortable, like an artificial paradise.
If the deep world hadn't begun to merge with reality and various visions appeared, they might not have realized how dangerous this place was.
"I came to save you, but you pointed a knife at me? Is this how you treat your benefactor?"
Time was limited, and Han Fei did not make too many excuses. Butcher's Knife enters the house and examines each baby using secrets that touch the depths of the soul.
"The dream took away all the good memories of the patients for so many years. It should have created the body it wanted." After checking the entire room, Han Fei found nothing unusual.
Scanning the faces of the mothers, Han Fei glanced somewhere unconsciously when she looked at a certain mother.
"Wardrobe?" In Han Fei's heart, the wardrobe is a very special piece of furniture. All of Butterfly's childhood is buried there. His best friend Huang Ying was also persecuted by Butterfly in the closet. Died countless times.
Walking towards the closet, Han Fei had just taken a step when a mother who was recovering well stood in front of him: "What do you want to do?"
"Save All of you, that’s all.”
Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, Uncle Ying, who was buried deep in the organ factory, staggered over and ran over. His body was covered with scars, but the strange thing was that the wounds were healing at an extremely fast speed: "Don't get me wrong. ! He is really here to help us! ”
Han Fei and Uncle Ying had never met before, but the other party was very enthusiastic to help Han Fei explain that Uncle Ying seemed to only do things to live up to his own conscience.
“The hospital is not protecting you at all. The director wants to cultivate a flawless baby. Except for that baby, all of you are just tools in his eyes. Once you lose your use value, you will be Locked into the organ processing factory next to it. Didn't you find that all the pregnant women who left have lost contact? They did not leave the hospital, but left the world!" Uncle Ying handed the many evidences he found to the pregnant women. The survivors also took out the clues they found in the organ factory.
Even if the evidence is put in plain sight, some people still don't want to believe it. They have lived in a false dream for too long and it is difficult to accept it for a while.
"Get out of the way."
Han Fei walked to the closet and opened the door with a butcher knife. Hidden in the big closet with clean clothes was a bloodless man. The woman holds a cute baby in her arms.
Unlike other children, when this baby was born, he had butterfly-wing-like patterns on the back of his head, neck and back. He was like a creation of God, so beautiful that it was shocking.
The most perfect work of art in the world is not even one-tenth as good as his, and Han Fei looked at that innate perfection for a long time.
"The butterfly pattern extends from the back of the head, like outstretched wings, and spreads to the back. What is the relationship between this child and butterflies?" Han Fei stared at the woman, who was weak and pitiful, hugging him tightly. The baby protected him with her body, and the mother's selfless and pure love was injected into her body, making the newborn feel the first warmth in the world.
"Meng collected the good memories and happy pasts of all patients just to make such a child? Judging from the results, he should have succeeded." Looking away from the mother and child in the closet, Han Fei looked at a document at the woman's feet. The hospital wanted to raise the child with the woman. They planned to send the child somewhere in the future and call him number three.
"No. 3 is a butterfly? But the butterfly I killed was extremely ugly. He was born like a monster and was despised by everyone. But this child is handsome and extremely cute, but he has those birthmarks like butterfly patterns. It's a bit scary." Han Fei muttered the number silently. Fu Sheng's memory shrine buried the secrets of the past. Exploring this city was like clarifying the context of the world.
"This child is perfect and innocent, but after all, he is a body prepared by Butterfly for himself."
Han Fei knows Butterfly's past. If child No. 3 is Butterfly, then with the help of him in Meng Before his body was resurrected, he should have had all the perfections.
After Meng completed the ritual, No. 3 became the monster that everyone hated.
The dream once took away all the beauty of the butterfly. Later, the butterfly also followed the footsteps of the dream to deprive others of the beauty, allowing the sin and despair to continue.
“The best solution now is to kill him.”
The blade of the knife in his hand was raised upwards, and everyone, including Uncle Ying, hurriedly ran towards this direction, trying to stop Han Fei.
"Hey! Don't be impulsive!"
"It's just a child!"
When the sword fell, Han Fei had murderous intent, but he did not go out with all his strength. knife.
The death knife finally struck the newborn on the back of the head. The blade, which was completely human, did not hurt the baby. It only chopped the butterfly tattoo.
A scream that did not belong to the baby rang out. The butterfly tattoo was shattered on the baby's body, and memory fragments containing various people's beautiful emotions flew around, forming a pair of huge dreamy wings in the air.
Normally speaking, Da Nie does not like this kind of beauty in the world, but there are traces of dreams left in those memories. It habitually opens its mouth and takes in all the beauty that the dream has prepared for itself. Swallowed it into his stomach.
The great evil in the past was the ultimate evil, and its existence was a natural disaster. Every day, Han Fei was expected to linger on the edge of death, exuding the aura of death and ominousness.
But when it tore up the dreamlike colorful butterflies in the sky and swallowed them, its chaotic and evil soul seemed to have a little color.
These beauties are not enough to change its nature, but they will give it more possibilities and become a more special existence.
When Han Fei fell with the knife, everyone's hearts were lifted. It was not until they found out that the newborn was still alive that they breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao He and other survivors came to take care of the pregnant women, while Han Fei stared at the newborns in the closet.
In Fu Sheng's memory shrine, Han Fei destroyed the dream ritual, but in reality the dream was successfully resurrected, but he didn't know which ritual it chose.
Han Fei always had a bad premonition in his heart. The process of destroying the resurrection ceremony went smoothly. Although he also encountered dangers such as water monsters and corpse caves in plastic surgery hospitals, he relied on his unique Something saved the day.
“These eight rituals don’t feel like the resurrection rituals that Meng prepared for myself, but more like some kind of force driving me to experience them.”
Calling Yan Le, Han Fei once again used the secret of touching the depth of the soul to check the other party. He could confirm that Yan Le and all the dead souls in her were fine. The other party was not deliberately arranged by Meng, but it was undeniable that Han Fei Fei was attracted to the paradise family by Yan Le in the first place.
From the first ceremony to the sixth ceremony, Han Fei got back a lot of things. There were some scenes that only he could decipher, such as letting Fu Sheng’s remnant soul walk out of the mirror, or imprinting the maze map in his mind. Deep down, he is becoming complete step by step, and the memory unlocking has reached stage nine.
But the closer he got to being complete, the more uneasy he felt. The resurrection of the dream would not be that simple.
"Orphan No. 4 said that he has become an unspeakable dream and possesses indescribable special abilities. He can even interfere with the normal operation of the shrine memory world through the impression of him in Fu Sheng's mind."
The unspeakable existence is very terrifying. You can feel it as long as you pronounce their names. Their strength far exceeds hatred, and their various methods are unimaginable.
Han Fei is now very suspicious that the dream in Fu Sheng's memory shrine is tainted with a trace of the real dream, and it is very likely that he will "fight" with the indescribable for the first time.
“Tell me the location of the last two rituals. I can’t wait any longer.”
“I don’t know the location of the seventh ritual, but I know that a forensic doctor once visited me late at night. Enter the paradise and talk to Meng. The seventh ceremony is probably where he works." Yan Le's mother said ambiguously.
"There are many places where forensic doctors work." Han Fei's adoptive father in this city is a forensic doctor. He recalled the trajectory of his daily life: "The forensic studio of the Criminal Police Brigade, the brain hospital Forensic Clinic, Forensic Autopsy Room within the Medical School, and All Deaths The scene, as well as the places inside and outside the city that are suitable for hiding corpses."
"That's all I know." Yan Le's mother looked at Han Fei frankly: "The eighth ceremony may be in the paradise. No information related to the final ceremony was disclosed.”
"It doesn't matter." Han Fei's eyes slowly changed: "I feel that all the resurrection rituals of Meng are carried out around me. I was brought into the deep world by Fu Sheng, and I am the person that Fu Sheng values the most. Meng and Fu Sheng is an sworn enemy. If he knows about my existence, he will do whatever it takes to destroy me and cut off Fu Sheng's escape."
If he were in the deep world, Han Fei would see something unspeakable. , the only ability that can resist is the speed of light. But this is in Fu Sheng's memory shrine. The dream itself is thousands of miles away, and what Han Fei has to deal with now is just a thought of it.
After cleaning up the hospital underground, Han Fei called Uncle Ying to his side. He found many strange things about Uncle Ying.
The dead Uncle Ying, his soul still retains the same warmth as a living person.
Most ghosts are afraid of the sun, but according to Xiao He's description, when the sun came out yesterday, Uncle Ying could come and go freely under the sun without feeling any discomfort.
In addition, Uncle Ying crawled out from under the organ factory after being tortured. He was covered in wounds just now and his soul was about to dissipate, but only an hour later, all the wounds on his soul were healed.
This ghost has a powerful self-healing ability, and his soul seems to be able to repair its own injuries at all times.
"Uncle Ying, do you want to help more people?"
"Of course you do!" Uncle Ying nodded without hesitation.
"Then can you tell me why your soul is so special?" When Han Fei got close to the old man, he felt a resonance that was hard to describe. It seemed to be a kind of personality recognition.
"I don't know. When I was locked up in a mental hospital, the doctor diagnosed me as an introverted healing personality. I get special pleasure when I make up for other people's regrets and dissatisfaction..." Uncle Ying looked at his hands: "I never do anything deliberately, I always do it according to my own heart. I spent my whole life in a daze, and finally turned into what you see now."
"Are you also a healing personality?" Han Fei slowly looked away from the old man. , looked at the patients behind him, who were similar to Han Fei to some extent. (End of this chapter)