Eyes full of curses, lips that tasted despair, and that cheek with fatal temptation was pressed in front of Han Fei.
She was covered in bruises and abandoned her soul. She walked out of the curse at this moment, hugged Han Fei's head with both hands, and looked down at the face that did not remember her at all.
"I may be incurable, and my soul may be gone in the blink of an eye, so please don't let go of me when you see me. Hold me tight, just like me."
Thousands of curses surged through her wounds, ninety-nine deaths, and ninety-nine memories, making Xu Qin what she is now, but there was no trace of regret or sadness in her words.
She believed in Han Fei so much that she placed her final bet on Han Fei without any hesitation.
"Yes, just like this, hold me tight!"
Leaning down, the woman transformed into a curse occupied Han Fei's eyes, and she imprinted herself on Han Fei's mind.
The black screen of memories shattered by the soul-calling ability changed. Han Fei used both arms hard and uttered the last step of marrying a ghost.
"Return to the soul!"
Thousands of different curses flowed into the paper man's body along the red rope at his fingertips. The broken paper man opened his eyes, and his eyes reflected the endless night, the boundless lonely city, and Han Fei beside him.
The paper man couldn't speak, but its expression was extremely lively, and it connected with Han Fei's mind, as if she had lived in the body of the paper man.
The despair and yin energy of the ancestral home were poured into the paper man's body, and a faint hatred beat in the paper man's heart. It held the red rope and leaned against Han Fei.
At the moment when the soul was restored, Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the woman's ninety-nine death experiences.
The tragic deaths over and over again were like knives piercing his heart. The calm mind set off huge waves, madly attacking the black curtain that blocked the memory, and the cracks in the barrier continued to expand!
His body was trembling continuously, cracks in the black curtain of memory quickly opened, and his own voice sounded in the depths of his mind.
"It turns out that I have stopped you ninety-nine times..."
"What can I do to keep you?"
"Should I give you hope and comfort? Or push you away from the beginning? Or destroy the city, make the sunset despair, make the moonlight cry, and let a hundred ghosts walk at night!"
The spells all over his body had disappeared. Han Fei slowly raised his lowered head, and his eyes had changed significantly compared to before.
Putting on a black suit and a white smiling face mask, Han Fei hugged the bloody paper man next to him tightly.
"Everything is arranged in the script, and the actors should act according to the script."
A cruel smile appeared on the face under the mask, and his eyes were no longer confused at some point.
"I still don't think of my past, but I think of you, and that's enough for me."
Walking downstairs, stepping through the ashes of white wax step by step, returning from the netherworld to reality, the clock starts ticking again.
Opening the door on the first floor of the ancestral house, when Han Fei left, the building condensed by Xu Qin's hateful memories disappeared into the city.
She gave her last obsession to Han Fei and sent it into the paper man. Now she has nothing else.
The cold wind blew through Han Fei's hair. Behind him was no longer a haunted house, but a rugged night road.
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have reached stage six!" The cold voice in his mind quickly disappeared, and Xiao Jia's shout came from the distance.
"Han Fei! Did you succeed in marrying a ghost?"
Xiao Jia and Xiao You all ran over, and Han Fei just nodded.
"Why do you feel that you are different from before?" The mobile phone hanging around Xiaoyou's neck vibrated slightly, and her mother was scared.
"It must be your imagination. Get in the car. We have a lot to do tonight." Han Fei looked towards the community in the distance, staring at a certain unit building and a certain window, looking there unscrupulously.
"Aren't you going home yet?"
"Home? Where is your home?" Han Fei got into the taxi and closed the door.
"The points just increased by five points. Now we have a total of thirty-five points. Did you kill a grudge in that residence?" Li Guoer started the car and found that Han Fei was indeed different from before leaving.
It feels like people who were close to each other suddenly slowly move away, losing a little warmth and a little more danger.
"The ghost you married just now attracted other things, and she was later killed by a paper man." Han Fei knocked on the car window, and faces appeared on the roof of the car. He pressed his hands on the faces of the dead.
: "Let's bury the deceased's body first, and then go to the police station."
"Police station?" Li Guoer turned her head in disbelief: "Are you sure?"
"Let's go give F a big gift."
"You want to blame F for the taxi passenger's death?" Li Guo'er was very smart. She understood immediately: "Would it be too dangerous to do this? We would also be exposed."
"How can we get points before catching ghosts?" Han Fei looked forward: "F has killed more than one person. The black knife in his hand that exudes murderous intent is the best proof that he cannot withstand the investigation.
"
Li Guoer stopped refuting, and Xiao Jia and Xiao You in the back seat didn't dare to speak. This seemed to be the first time they felt Han Fei's anger since they met Han Fei.
It was a quiet anger that frightened people from afar.
The taxi was driving in the dark night, and some of the remains and body fragments of the deceased hidden by the driver were found by Han Fei. He went to the Perfect Life B&B again and got items related to the B&B.
"What a pity this place is. The owner of this B&B is the only one in the whole city who wants to unite all game participants and let everyone cooperate to clear the game." Li Guoer knew very well that once the police start investigating, regardless of whether F is affected or not, this B&B will
It must be closed.
"Perfect Life?" Han Fei sat in the car and looked at the signboard of the B&B: "If they keep trying to stop me, I will be the one who ruins 'Perfect Life'."
Li Guoer always felt that there was something in Han Fei's words. It seemed that the perfect life Han Fei meant was not the B&B in front of her.
"Drive, go to the police station."
The wanted criminal went to the police station late at night, and Han Fei gave the police the gift he made. He did this with ease, as if this was a role he often played.
However, the other people in the car did not have the same psychological quality as him, and they were on tenterhooks and terrified.
After Han Fei returned to the car, Li Guoer started the car without saying a word and ran away.
"Don't drive randomly. Now let's go to the departure station of the bus." Han Fei leaned back in his chair. Because he was wearing a white smiley mask, other people in the car didn't know the expression on his face at this time.
"Why go there?"
"Do you still remember the bus that drove to the paradise? The laughing soul wants to sneak into the paradise through that bus, and we need to find the laughing soul." Han Fei played with the companion, and the sharp knife flew at his fingertips: " There are too many people playing chess in this city, so we need to clear some of them out."
"Are you going to cooperate with that madman?" Xiao Jia shook his head repeatedly: "I saw it very clearly that day. Hao Hao suddenly started laughing wildly, and then an arm stretched out from his body. The laughing man died on the spot! What do you think? You must cooperate with Kuaixiao, and be careful that you end up in that same fate!"
"He and I are not cooperating. We will kill everyone and then find a way to kill each other." Han Fei tapped his fingers on the car window. The melody was monotonous and concise, just like when a knife fell with his hand, the head rolled on the car window. on the ground.
The taxi drove through the night and arrived at the departure station. Han Fei and the others blocked the bus bound for the paradise.
"I don't know how many times this car leaves every night, and we can't be sure that the person you're looking for is here."
"It doesn't matter, just follow it and kill all the ghosts with bad intentions." Han Fei looked at the platform outside the bus window. If the bus was full of ghosts, it would be very dangerous for anyone who gets on the bus, so the best way is to wait for the passengers on the bus. Get rid of them in front of the car.
The taxi can follow the bus, kill the ghost on the platform, and then continue to the next platform. If Kuangxiao wants to get on the bus among the passengers, the two parties will definitely meet.
If Crazy Laughter has attached itself to the staff in the car in advance, he will get out of the car to check after seeing so many abnormalities, just like Crazy Laughter took action last time after the boy's corpse massacred too many people.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was already late at night.
After clearing two platforms in a row, Han Fei saw a student at the third bus stop. To be precise, he should be an adult in school uniform.
The man was in his twenties, pale, wearing glasses, and carrying an old schoolbag.
He didn't dare to be with other passengers. He stood alone in the corner of the bus stop and let others cut in line. It didn't matter. He seemed to be used to being the last one.
"Stop." After greeting Li Guoer, Han Fei got off the car and walked to the platform.
When the adult in school uniform saw Han Fei, he stepped back and allowed Han Fei to jump in line.
"Do you mind if I stand in front of you?" Han Fei turned back and stared at the man, whose eyes were evasive: "This position should belong to you."
"Someone has to be the last." The man hesitated for a long time before speaking his first words. He scratched his hair that had not been washed for several days and said intermittently.
"How did you become like this? Can you tell me what happened to you?" Han Fei still hasn't figured out what the prerequisites are for the maniac to be attached to someone. It seems that the more fragile a person is, the easier it is to be manipulated. Laughing wildly tears apart the psychological defense and transforms into a monster.
"Nothing has ever happened to me, and no one has bullied me. I just live my life peacefully. I don't steal, rob, or fight..." The man seemed to have not said so many words for a long time, and he was a little bit confused. asthma.
"Then you are still a gentle person."
"Gentleness?" The man smiled sheepishly, and the smile was bitter and ugly: "When the inferiority complex overflows, it will become the so-called gentleness that people see, because apart from these, I have nothing else."
"You are a kind of false gentleness. You are kind to everyone around you, but you only criticize yourself. Don't you think this is unfair to you?" Han Fei took a step forward: "You are already so old, and you are still wearing
School uniform means living in the past and staying put."
"Stop talking, stop talking..." The man in school uniform wanted to move forward, but Han Fei blocked his way: "The car is about to leave. If you don't get in the car, you won't be able to get to the paradise."
"Why do you want to go to paradise? Because you're still a child?"
"Let me pass." The man in school uniform stepped forward, and Han Fei also walked forward without giving in.
The man in school uniform couldn't dodge and fell to the ground.
"I have my own car. After you answer my questions, I can drive you there."
"No need." The man got up from the ground. He looked at the bus that had started, and the expression on his face became more and more anxious: "Let me get on the bus, get out of the way, get out of the way!"
The speed of his speech became faster, and the expression on his face slowly changed. His tight lips, which seemed to have never smiled before, were slightly raised. The emotions that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time seemed to be guided by some kind of force.
Next, it completely exploded.
"Please, let me get in the car, I want to go to paradise." The man picked up his schoolbag, but it seemed that because he didn't hold it firmly, a lot of blood-stained clothes and the knife wrapped in it fell out.
When he came out, he hurriedly picked them up and tried to put those things back into his schoolbag, but the zipper of his schoolbag seemed to be broken at this time and he couldn't zip it up.
"That's not the case. I have always been obedient. I have listened to my mother and father since I was a child. I have never caused trouble. I have always taken the initiative to apologize and admit my mistakes. This time is not my fault. I did not kill them. These things are not mine.
Yes, someone else put it in my bag." The man's body has reached adulthood, but his mind seems to have been imprisoned in a certain stage, and he has never come out.
"Listen to me, I didn't kill my father and mother. You can ask the neighbors. I have always been the most obedient child in the community! I have never done anything extraordinary! You believe me, you promise
I don’t want to tell anyone about this, okay?”
Holding the broken school bag, the man in school uniform formed a sharp contrast with the blood-stained clothes in the bag. He kept saying those words, and the weird smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.
After the mental string broke, countless negative emotions accumulated in his heart suddenly burst out!
The corners of his mouth were split, his eyes protruded, and he showed an extremely exaggerated smile.
"No one will believe that I will kill them, and they will not believe it themselves! I have always been the most obedient child, but why do the more obedient children get bullied more?"
Harsh laughter rang out, and Han Fei witnessed the whole process of the other party's emotional breakdown and being dominated by wild laughter.
He still doesn't know what kind of existence Kuangxiao is and what kind of strength he currently possesses, but he at least understands several conditions that Kuangxiao needs to meet to control a person.
The bigger the psychological hole is and the more negative emotions are accumulated in the heart, the more likely it is to be affected by laughter and become his puppet.
"If Laughter only has this ability, then he doesn't pose much of a threat to me."
Han Fei took out his companion and silently stared at the laughing man: "A troublesome old man told me that there are five types of people to be careful about in this city, and you are one of them. The reason why I came to you is very simple.
, are you interested in joining me in driving the other four types of people out of this city?"
This chapter has been completed!