Han Fei knew that the old man was not telling a story, she was talking about what happened to her.
The more kind-hearted people are, the more uneasy and tormented they will feel inside after doing something that goes against their conscience.
This kind of guilt will become a disease, lingering in the bottom of my heart, and it will hurt whenever I think about it.
Seeing the old man's appearance at this time, Han Fei didn't know what to say.
People's hearts are complex, and people who have been kind throughout their lives may become accomplices.
The old man's health was not very good. She covered her heart and did not continue talking.
In the conversation with Meng Shi just now, Han Fei also discovered something very noteworthy.
The old man in the game seems to have no memory of his own death, which is strange.
The victims of the human body mosaic on the fourth floor have their despair and pain before death engraved in their bones. They are crazy and violent, completely losing their minds, and have forgotten many things, but they have not forgotten the fact that they were brutally murdered.
The old lady Meng Shi on the third floor is just the opposite. She is kind and kind. She still remembers what happened during her lifetime, but she only forgets that she has died.
They are both deceased, and Chen Ge suspects that the reason why they are so different is related to their state of death.
Those who are tortured, killed, and harbor resentment and pain will also become crazy in the game.
But people like the old lady, who had hidden reasons for their death, were able to preserve their sanity in the end. Perhaps when the old lady died, she didn't have much hatred in her heart, only regrets and regrets.
Han Fei still doesn't know the specific reason. This game is full of unknowns to him, and he still needs to explore step by step.
"Attention players numbered 0000! The G-level ordinary tasks of listening and accompanying have been completed! Meng Shi's friendliness will be increased by ten!"
"Attention, player number 0000! Meng Shi's friendliness has reached the standard! Congratulations on gaining Meng Shi's friendship! Now you have learned how to live in harmony with your neighbors!"
Han Fei slid the properties panel to the end, where a new life map appeared, with Meng Shi's name in the neighbor column.
"Meng Shi (slightly regretful): The old man has a kind heart. She feels that she owes the world and many people. She has a dedication personality."
Staring at the character information, Han Fei was a little confused: "What does the "slight regret" behind the old man's name mean?"
He tried to touch the words "slightly regretful" on the attribute panel, and a cold mechanical synthesized sound appeared in his mind.
"The vast majority of normal residents in this world will have regrets, maybe it's some kind of obsession, maybe it's the irreversible past, maybe it's the knot that they can't let go of."
"The level of regret is divided into three levels: slightly, very much, and extremely. Different levels of regret have different expressions."
Hearing the voice in his head, Han Fei became even more confused: "Does that mean there are three levels of NPCs? No, the system only said that the vast majority of normal residents in this world have regrets, but there are people in this underworld.
Ghosts and a large number of abnormal people exist! They should have another classification system."
After gaining Meng Shi's friendship, Han Fei knew the hierarchy of normal residents, but if he wanted to know the hierarchy of ghosts and abnormal people, he probably had to gain the friendship of a ghost and an abnormal person first.
Three hours passed quickly. Han Fei put on the jade pendant given by the old man and came to the door.
The finger wearing the ring still felt cold. Han Fei knew that the child had not gone far and was still lingering near the door.
"Grandma, I guess the kid might be waiting at the door. I'll open the door later and lure him away first. Then you can immediately go to the opposite room to find Chenchen. Don't hesitate." Han Fei was more worried about the old man. After all, he
He is over 70 years old and has some difficulty moving.
"Okay." In order to save her grandson, the old lady also tried her best.
"I'll open the door on the count of three. You must wait until the kid leaves with me before you come out." Han Fei first took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and held the security door key in his hand: "Get ready!"
"one two three!"
The security door opened in response, and Han Fei rushed out like a sharp arrow.
After entering the corridor, his fingers were frozen and the cry of a child could be heard in his ears.
Looking back, I saw a pale child crawling on the stairs!
Han Fei took the stairs three at a time. When he rushed to the fourth floor, he felt his back sink suddenly.
"It's on my back?!"
The chill spread from his back to his neck and then his cheeks. Han Fei didn't dare to be distracted and quickly inserted the key into the lock.
He turned the key desperately and stared at the door!
A chill ran across his face, and just as the security door was about to open, a pale child's face poked out from Han Fei's shoulder and stretched it out in front of him!
The distance between the two faces was only ten centimeters, and Han Fei's hair stood on end in fright. Someone else would have been frightened crazy, but he gritted his teeth and opened the security door in this situation.
His neck was deformed due to the strangulation, and it became difficult to breathe. The child wanted to push Han Fei downstairs, but Han Fei rushed into the house with the idea of fighting to the death.
He fell to the ground, and the child who had strangled his neck sat on his shoulders, and covered his eyes with his cold hands.
The horrifying cry came into his mind, and Han Fei didn't think much about it and crawled directly towards the bedroom in the deepest part of the haunted house. He remembered that the monster disappeared here.
The little physical strength gained from the previous upgrade became the key. He successfully climbed to the door of the bedroom and banged the door desperately.
The door lock trembled, and it seemed that this haunted house had not been so lively for a long time.
"Wei Youfu!"
The dusty bedroom door was finally smashed open, a sinister wind blew out, and the two small hands covering Han Fei's eyes were slowly released.
Only then did Han Fei see seven figures sitting beside the bed in the deepest bedroom of the haunted house with their backs to him.
The room was like an ice cellar, dark and bone-chillingly cold.
At this time, Han Fei made another move that even a ghost would not have thought of. He climbed directly into the bedroom with the child sitting on his shoulders, and then closed the bedroom door!
In the darkness, the child's cries became more piercing. Han Fei couldn't see anything. He was trembling and kept mumbling: "This child insists on finding someone to play with. He wants friends. I say in my heart that we
He must be happy to have so many friends at home."
After the pressure on his shoulders disappeared, Han Fei didn't hesitate for a second, immediately opened the bedroom door and rushed out.
The child on his back disappeared, and Han Fei found that the child's cry was left in the bedroom.
He collapsed on the ground and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I was scared to death."
When the child strangled his neck just now, he really thought he was going to die.
After checking the bedroom door and making sure it was closed, Han Fei ran to the living room: "The task of finding Chenchen has not been completed yet. Could there be some accident with the old lady?"
This chapter has been completed!