Da Ni looked at Han Fei and Xu Qin who were very close to each other, feeling a little disappointed.
The exciting scene of life and death that he imagined did not appear. It was in a bad mood and rolled on the ground, and then accidentally knocked over the cabinet where Xu Qin kept the meat.
When the cabinet fell, Da Ni seemed to realize something and immediately rushed outside.
Da Nie, who is not afraid of anything, seems to be a little afraid of Xu Qin. After not seeing him for one night, I don't know how Xu Qin tamed Da Nie.
"Forget it, leave it alone." Han Fei stopped Xu Qin who was about to chase him out. This was not because he wanted to protect Da Nie, but because Xu Qin was not around, he did not dare to eat the food casually, fearing that he would not be able to rescue him in time.
Just hang up.
There is a saying that the meat cooked by Xu Qin is extremely delicious, but for most people, they may only have the opportunity to taste it once in their lifetime. After all, they only have one life...
But Han Fei was different. With Xu Qin by his side to protect him, he could repeatedly jump back and forth on the edge of death, using the most direct and brutal method to improve his resistance to some curses until his body got used to those curses.
By constantly eating, Han Fei's broken and weak body slowly recovered, and he probably had a chance to recover tonight.
With the idea of not wasting any time, Han Fei opened his attribute panel and glanced at his talent ability, Soul Calling.
Whenever the ghost gate appears, a soul will be healed and experience the most special warmth and care in the world.
"The name "Calling Souls" is easy to misunderstand, so it is better to change it to "The Drawing of Love."
After finishing the first plate of meat, Han Fei called Feng Ziyu and asked him to summon the security guards of the dead building to prepare for welcoming new players.
After Han Fei received the signal from Feng Ziyu that everything was ready, he walked out of the kitchen and used Soul Conjuration in the corner.
The attribute panel was torn apart by bloodshot threads, and behind the ghost gate was a raging sea of blood.
Han Fei shook the soul-inducing bell in his hand, and Li Huang's appearance and her birthday appeared in his mind, and finally he whispered Li Huang's name.
For modern people who work intensively every day, it has become a habit for many people to go home and lie down in a virtual game cabin to rest. The more advanced the game cabin is, the more comprehensive it is for players to relax.
The sea of blood rolled, and as soon as a feather like flame emerged from the sea, it was swallowed by the ghostly face that had been waiting for a long time!
Qian Qian's figure ran out of the ghost gate and randomly appeared in a certain room in the dead building.
The ghost door was closed, Han Fei put away the soul-inducing bell and walked outside.
"With Fu Sheng's personality plastic surgery shrine, many troublesome things can be omitted directly. However, Li Huang can stay awake under the pursuit of painters, which shows that she still has talent. I can try to help her use this talent.
come out."
When Li Huang was in extreme danger, her first thought when she saw Han Fei was not to ask for help, but to tell Han Fei to leave quickly.
The test between life and death can best reveal a person's character. Li Huang made Han Fei feel that she was also a "talent that could be made", and one day in the future she might be able to know the truth.
Han Fei valued such talents very much. It would be a pity to directly arrange personality plastic surgery for him. He planned to teach students according to their aptitude and asked Feng Ziyu to prepare some small tests for Li Huang.
Look at the situation first and then make plans.
Feeling the position of the wandering soul, Han Fei quietly approached and watched everything in the dark.
Ten minutes later, Li Bai carried Li Huang to the shrine with some embarrassment. He did not follow the lines just now and accidentally let out his little brother in his belly. Li Huang, who was already extremely nervous, was shocked by this close distance.
The sudden change shocked the living people to the point of fainting.
"Taken together, Li Huang's performance is excellent in all aspects. His physical and mental qualities are very good. When he was escaping, he was planning the route in his mind and he also knew how to observe the surrounding environment." Feng Ziyu took the things he had compiled.
Information, go to Han Fei.
"In addition, she has two bonus points. The first is that when faced with a desperate situation, as long as her body can still move, she will not give up. She is a person with a strong heart and is not easily knocked down."
"The second point is that after he encountered Cry, he realized that there might be a problem with Cry, but after encountering danger, he was still willing to run away with Cry and let Cry hide behind him. She looks cold and strong on the outside, but is actually soft on the inside.
Full of heat.”
Feng Ziyu, like a staff member in the human resources department, handed the things he sorted out to Han Fei.
"She is a player with great potential. It would be nice if she could hold on longer." Han Fei lifted the black cloth on the shrine and placed his palm on Li Huang's head. Before using personality shaping, he looked at it first
Look at Li Huang’s attributes.
Li Huang, who is usually busy with work, has a very low level, and her attributes are not outstanding. She doesn't even have a talent, she is just a template for an ordinary person.
"She really comes here to relax."
If Li Huang hadn't been chased by a painter and got some unclean things on her body, Han Fei might not have been able to summon her spirit into the deep world.
After checking Li Huang's mental state, Han Fei woke him up and used personality shaping before Li Huang could react.
He deleted the memories related to the painter, the child, and No. 4 in Li Huang's mind, and he left the other parts untouched.
The live broadcast video has been posted all over the Internet. There are some things that Li Huang can know by searching. This is the limitation of personality plastic surgery. It can only delete a person's memory, but the pain and despair caused by it are not actually affected.
disappear.
Li Huang's screams rang in his ears. In the final stage of personality plastic surgery, Han Fei also erased Li Huang's memory of entering the deep world, and then used his soul recovery ability to send him away.
The whole process only lasted three minutes. Han Fei became more and more proficient in his movements. In addition, he also found that as the number of times he used the soul retrieval increased, the special connection between him and the lost souls became stronger and stronger after each retrieval.
strong.
This connection can only be felt unilaterally by himself, as if all the souls he sent back were marked with his mark.
The soul-recovering talent is Han Fei's own talent when he entered the game. The level is unknown. Judging from the current use effect, it is much more powerful than Fu Sheng's primary soul-recovering talent in the shrine world.
"It is possible to pull players into the deep world and then delete part of their memory. This is a very terrifying ability."
Han Fei cannot change the player's memory, but as long as some key nodes are deleted, the black ones may become white, and the enemies may become friends.
"I wonder if Fu Sheng has ever used his abilities on living people before."
Sitting in front of the shrine, Han Fei supported his chin with one hand.
He felt that certain memories in his mind were about to emerge. When blood stained his mind, he would find his true self and face the personality that could only laugh wildly.
"After clearing all the games in the park, he will be resurrected in my body. He may be Fu Sheng, or he may be laughing madly, or he may be something else."
Thinking of this, Han Fei felt a headache. He got up and returned to the fifth floor, sat next to Xu Qin's dining table, and devoured the food on the table.
When you are in a bad mood or under great pressure, treat yourself to a delicious meal.
After the three hours of restriction, Han Fei's body had recovered a lot. He called the residents of the dead building and the neighbors of Xingfu Community to prepare for the most important thing tonight.
"The Dead Building area now has the ability to protect itself, but in the deep world, standing still is a slow suicide. We must make every effort to go further."
"The plastic surgery hospital is our neighbor, and we know their strength thoroughly. In order to avoid a life-and-death fight with them, they were finally taken advantage of by Le Yuan. I decided to try to join forces with them first, and we could kill Le Yuan together, and then use our skills to gain access to this area.
control."
As the nominal manager of the Dead Building area, Han Fei used his charisma to bring everyone together, and basically no one would refute his suggestions.
"Will they agree?" Li Ban's face drooped.
"Part of the obsession of Faceless Hatred and White Shoes Hatred is in our hands. They have to agree even if they don't agree." Han Fei looked at Zhuang Wen, who seemed to have something to say.
"This woman's hatred is not complete. I have asked Dr. Yan. If you want to kill her completely, you need to find several emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and resentment. Then each emotion is a face, and those beautiful
Her face is her destiny." Since Zhuang Wen followed Han Fei into the shrine memory world, she has gained a touch of humanity, which may also be related to what she saw and heard in the shrine memory world.
"Originally I wanted to eat her, but even if I devour her now, it won't improve me much. Only after completely finding all her faces can I devour her..."
Zhuang Wen discussed terrible things in front of the victim, and this was in the kitchen.
What's even more terrifying is that after hearing that hatred can be swallowed, the expressions of the neighbors all changed. Their cold and terrifying faces looked at the faceless woman's head.
"You can't kill her yet, so you can put a curse on her head first, and leave the rest to me."
After a brief discussion, Zhuang Wen placed the faceless woman's head on the dining table, and she and Xu Qin carved death curses and curses into the faceless woman's hatred.
Speaking of which, the faceless woman is really unlucky. If she encounters other hatred, she may be able to leave with her weird abilities, but Zhuang Wen has inherited all the death curses in the entire death building, and Xu Qin is a curse aggregate.
, these two haters almost stuffed the most vicious curse imaginable into the head of the faceless woman, leaving her with no chance to escape.
"This is really a work of art." Zhuang Wen held up the woman's head. She and Xu Qin used a curse to carve a face for the woman. Before the curse was broken, this hatred could not be integrated with her other faces.
"Let's go, get ready to go." Han Fei couldn't wait to see the painter again.
Zhuang Wen held the faceless woman's head, Xu Qin held Xiaobai Shoes' kind hand, and Han Fei walked among them. The blood dispelled the fog, and the night seemed to be dyed red.
"Go and meet the Mirror God first. Before that, try to avoid conflicts."
Moving forward quickly, when the faceless woman's head left the fog, a strange movement immediately appeared in the plastic surgery hospital area.
Dark shadows flashed vaguely among the deformed and twisted buildings, and the hatred in the plastic surgery hospital had discovered Han Fei and the others.
Both parties maintained a tacit understanding, and no one made the first move. They ran along the alley on the edge of the plastic surgery hospital and ran all the way to the department store.
Opening the rusty shopping mall door, Han Fei placed the faceless woman's head on the shrine of the department store.
He first tried to see if he could sacrifice the faceless woman directly.
After several attempts, the shrine failed to respond, perhaps because the faceless woman's remaining obsession was too strong.
"I'll put you in the shrine. If you dare to have any crooked ideas, I will directly sacrifice you to the shrine." Han Fei stared at the faceless woman and turned on the master-level acting switch. He should be in the deep world.
The first living person who dares to threaten hatred.
The faceless woman fell into the hands of Han Fei and was unlucky for eight lifetimes. She was completely unable to guess the thoughts of the person in front of her. The other person did not follow the rules of the deep world at all.
"Han Fei, they are here." After quietly reminding Han Fei, the God of Mirrors opened the back door of the department store, and a tall and thin man with no shirt appeared at the back door of the mall.
"Painter? How dare he come here alone?" Han Fei was surprised when he saw the man at the back door.
With three against one, the painter had no chance of winning, but even in this absolutely unfavorable situation, he still dared to enter the department store alone.
After he entered the mall, all the doors and windows of the department store were closed, making it a closed space.
Han Fei had no further plans, and the Mirror God was already ready to surround and kill him.
The four haters gathered together, and even if they all restrained their auras, the terrifying sense of oppression still made the souls on the shelves tremble.
But these are all small scenes for Han Fei. I think he was quartered on the dinner table by ten hatreds.
"Why are you alone?"
Han Fei sat next to the shrine and ate the pig heart made by Xu Qin. He swallowed it in large gulps without affecting his appetite at all because of the hatred of others.
Surrounded by Xu Qin, Zhuang Wen and Jingshen, the tall and thin man's eyes remained on Han Fei.
His behavior at this time was the same as in reality, silent and cold, as if he was disappointed with everything, but that disappointment did not turn into hatred and malice, but only turned into deep numbness.
Seeing the God of Mirrors preparing to take action, black blood flowed from the scar with the number "4" on the tall and thin man's right arm, and there were also the cries of children in the blood.
The tall and thin man gently hugged his arm as if holding a baby, and there was a rare tenderness on his silent face.
The black blood dripped downward, and each drop of blood seemed to be a painting composed of memories, and it seemed like windows to the hearts of different children.
"It's so weird." The well-informed Mirror God frowned. He found that the aura on the painter's body was getting more and more terrifying. The other party's power seemed not to come from the hatred in his heart, but from other things: "
No wonder butterflies don’t occupy the plastic surgery hospital, there are many things hidden in this hatred!”
When black blood stained his upper body, the painter slowly turned around, and a black window was painted on his back.
As blood dripped on the window frame, something seemed to be moving behind the window. After a moment, a huge eye opened behind the window!
Its huge body seemed to have no end in sight. At this time, it was sticking to the window, looking at Han Fei on the other side of the window with its eyes.