Walking out of the bedroom where the photos were stored, Han Fei still had some confusion in his heart, but he should be able to get answers to those questions after he actually meets the child's parents.
Han Fei remembered that the subject of the system prompt was them. From this point of view, Laisheng's parents should still be in room 4064.
Coming to the living room, Han Fei looked at the room with many mirrors, and walked towards the bedroom where the boy's mother slept.
"Don't wake up mom." The boy trotted to Han Fei and stopped him again. The boy was young, but very stubborn. The seeds of obsession may have been planted in his heart since he was a child.
.If no one cares about it and guides it correctly, the seeds of obsession may bloom into something very scary.
"Actually, I just came to your house to look for my lost things. Don't worry, I have absolutely no ill intentions and I won't wake your mother up." Han Fei squatted down and said in an unusually gentle voice: "I just opened the door to take a look. If I
If the person I'm looking for is not in the house, I will leave immediately."
Seeing that the boy was still blocking him, Han Fei's smile slowly showed a hint of sadness.
His acting skills were just right, neither hypocritical nor artificial, just enough to make the boy feel the pain behind his smile: "You have been waiting for your father, and I have been waiting for my child. You should be able to understand how I miss you."
What does it feel like? It's like swallowing a piece of ice, then covering it with your heart to warm it, and finally shedding hot tears."
Hearing Han Fei's words, the boy slowly lowered his outstretched arm: "Your child also went far away?"
Taking a gentle breath, Han Fei still had that gentle smile on his face, but anyone could see that there was a soul with clenched teeth hidden behind that smile.
"Tonight is the night of returning to the soul. My child is also back, but I find that he seems to be lost." Han Fei is an adult man, but the helplessness of an adult man is more touching.
"You entered my house just to look for your child?" The boy felt the same way. His father was similar in age to Han Fei. If he was lost, his father would definitely try his best to find it like Han Fei.
With his mouth tightened, the boy thought for a long time and did not stop Han Fei: "Then don't make any noise to wake up my mother. She has been preparing for this day's summoning for a full year. If my father does not come back because of us, she will
I will definitely be very angry and sad.”
The boy is very kind, and he has many qualities that are extremely rare in the dead building.
As if he was worried about Han Fei, he secretly walked to the bedroom where his mother slept, then grabbed the door handle and turned it little by little with the slightest movement.
Han Fei's heart was also raised. He was finally going to face the real owner of 4064. He hoped that the ten points of friendship he had just added would come in handy.
Laisheng and Han Fei were both staring at the door handle, but just as the door was about to open, there was a sudden knock on the door in the living room!
The sound startled Han Fei.
The boy quickly let go of his hand, and there was a hint of excitement on his pale face, and he whispered in a low voice: "It's my father who's back?!"
Without even bothering to open the door handle, he pulled Han Fei and hid behind the sofa.
The knock on the door was not loud, mainly because the room was too quiet, so I heard it very clearly.
"Does your father usually knock on the door like this?" After a few seconds, Han Fei noticed something was wrong. The knock on the door started with fingers, and then slowly turned into palms. The other party's palms seemed to be still there.
It was bleeding, and when slapped on the door, it looked like a layer of skin was directly stuck to the outside of the door panel.
"No, dad rarely knocks on the door. He always says open the door, I'm off work, I'm home, etc."
"Then this might not be your father. Soul summoning can also bring in other things."
"Same as you?"
"No, I'm not here to summon spirits. I work in this building." Han Fei asked the little boy to hide behind him, and he slowly approached the living room door: "Keeping it knocking like this may attract other things.
.”
Han Fei walked behind the door, lay on the peephole and looked outside. Looking outside the door panel was a man with his head lowered and wearing red clothes!
"Soul chaser?" Han Fei had seen many weirdos in red clothes in the game "Dead Tower", and even took the same elevator with them.
"Let me see it too." The boy's face was full of anticipation.
Holding the boy next to the cat's eye, Laisheng looked at it for a long time, and finally the expectation on his face turned into fear: "That's not my dad!"
"Are you sure? He lowered his head and you can't see his face."
"OK." The boy nodded seriously.
"Then let's not open the door for him and hide in the living room first." Han Fei was talking when the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.
"Is that person gone?"
"Let me take a look again." The knocking on the door did stop, but there were other very subtle sounds outside the door. Han Fei lay on the door panel and looked out through the peephole.
The man in red clothes is indeed missing, but he can clearly see that there are a pair of shoe prints among the ashes of the paper money on the ground. The bowl of white rice has also been turned over. I don’t know if blood or something else was dripped into it. Look.
It's all red.
"It seems he's gone." Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He was now very resistant to things like soul chasers. Those guys seemed to have lost all their humanity and were completely dominated by the dead building.
Turning around, Han Fei was about to take the boy to the living room when he suddenly noticed that the boy raised his head at an exaggerated angle and stared at the ceiling at the door.
"Overhead? Soul ladder!"
Han Fei immediately realized something. He looked over his head and saw a man covered in blood climbing out of the window above the door, clinging to the ceiling like a giant gecko!
The face that was torn apart and covered with death curses was staring at Han Fei and Laisheng. His mouth opened and a bloody tongue stretched directly towards Laisheng's neck!
"Go back to the bedroom!"
Han Fei pushed the boy away, picked up the death knife and slashed upward!
The bright blade cut off the man in red's tongue without any hindrance, and the whole process took place in the blink of an eye.
The long tongue that fell to the ground bent and twisted like a loach. The man in red's face covered with death curses slowly twisted and looked at Han Fei.
He didn't seem to have thought that his tongue could be cut off so easily with a knife. Moreover, even the death curse could not repair the place where it was cut by the knife.
While the man in red was stunned, Han Fei immediately rushed into the living room with the boy in his arms.
"Go to your mother and tell her that the spiritualist has summoned something else! A ghost has broken into your house!"
The boy was full of expectations and wanted to see his father for the first time, but instead of seeing his father, he saw a monster in red.
He didn't care about the soul-calling ceremony at this time and hurried to the bedroom, but no matter how he twisted the door handle, he couldn't open the bedroom door.
In order to buy time for the little boy, Han Fei stood between the boy and the man in red. The ferocious ghost patterns on his body slowly exuded Yin Qi, and a huge nine-life monster cat appeared on his back.
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