Chapter 644F

F is very satisfied with the black knife. He seems to be feeding the black knife on purpose, hoping that the black knife can eat more things and transform into a more terrifying one.

Whenever F swings the knife, Han Fei can hear the wailing in the handle of the knife. He really wants to **** the knife, but he can't find a reason to do so.

"Ghosts will be active when killing people. If you want to hack it, I'm afraid you need someone to be the bait." Qianye, who was almost killed just now, turned his head and looked at Li Guoer and Han Fei: "You two also Don't say that we bully you, in fact, we also understand your small thoughts, and you just want to use our power to help you get rid of the 'ghost'. Everyone is a player in the game, so I just open the skylight to speak out, you guys Don't try to get something for nothing, I want you to also send someone to walk in front with me as a bait."

Although Qianye looked a bit rascal, he was actually very shrewd. He was able to take charge of a team of six by himself, which proved his ability.

"Ghosts" may appear at any time, and those who walk in the front to explore the way are most likely to be attacked.

Li Guoer didn't wait for Han Fei to speak, and walked over directly: "I'm with you."

Those players were a little surprised. They thought Han Fei would take the lead.

"Are you sure?" Qianye looked away from Li Guoer and looked at Han Fei: "Do you agree?"

"Stop talking nonsense, end the exploration as soon as possible, no matter whether we succeed in catching the ghost or not, we have to leave before zero o'clock." Li Guoer looked through Han Fei's scripts: "Ghosts are the weakest during the day, but they are also the most difficult See, they will appear after nightfall, and their strength is slowly recovering, and they will enter the most terrifying state after midnight."

"How do you know this?"

"Believe it or not." After Li Guoer finished speaking, she walked upstairs. She was more panicked than anyone else. The "ghost" was after her. If she didn't find a way to kill the ghost, she would have trouble sleeping and eating.

"This is obviously a game of catching ghosts, but it's completely the opposite when you actually play it." Ah Chong stepped back quietly, but was pushed up by F again: "Why do you keep targeting me? I have no other choice but to perceive the existence of ghosts." capable!"

After seeing the monster just now, Ah Chong finally broke out.

"Your talent is stronger and more perfect than you imagined, and I'm helping you inspire it." F's voice was emotionless, and it was difficult for people to refute it after hearing it.

"You know my talent?" Ah Chong was dubious, and finally followed behind Li Guoer silently.

As time went by, the sky outside the window became darker and darker. At first glance, the entire community seemed to be painted red.

All kinds of strange noises began to appear in the community, and there seemed to be special things in those apartment buildings.

The number of missing person notices on the corridor wall gradually increased, and various sundries began to appear on the steps, as well as some finely divided soil mixed with yellow paper.

"I have a bad feeling." Ah Chong's footsteps are getting slower and slower, if he is not pushed by someone, he will not go forward at all: "There should be more than one dirty thing upstairs, I can feel it from them. The dead air emanating from the body!"

Warnings were issued continuously, but no one stopped. The players gathered the most elite team, and they must succeed in catching ghosts tonight.

Facing F's black knife and Qianye's urging, Ah Chong had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the eighth floor.

Going up from here, the appearance of the floor has begun to change. All the missing person notices on the wall seem to have been posted just now. The faces of those children have not been dug out, but replaced with their dead faces.

To be honest, this kind of missing person notice is more terrifying than the previous ones. Walking in the dark corridor, it feels like being watched by a group of dead children.

In addition to those missing person notices, park advertisements also began to appear on the walls. The park leaflets with photos of ferris wheels, roller coasters, etc. are in stark contrast to the missing person notices. Those poor children may only approach the park in this way up.

"Catching ghosts is a game of the paradise, and there are also advertisements for the paradise. Could it be that the paradise is playing tricks?" Li Guoer frowned slightly: "If they are really hurting those children, then what is the meaning of the paradise doing this? What?"

No one answered Li Guoer, Qianye who walked in the front had already opened the door of the residents on the eighth floor.

There was no light in the cramped room, and all the windows were boarded up.

Enter to check, there is a place for developing photos in the house, and flower pots are stacked in darkrooms.

Most of the pots were broken, some filled with soil, others were stuffed with toys.

Tearing off the photos on the wall, Qianye held them in his hand to look at them, all of those photos were of flower pots.

"What's so good about a flower pot? There isn't even a single flower in it."

"Is there a possibility that these flower pots are not flowers, but children?" Han Fei slowly walked to the middle of the line, and the closer he got to the top floor, the harder his heart beat.

"That's right, there is a similar short song written on the back of the ledger. The flower pots represent the places where children are imprisoned, and the flowers should represent children." F had the same idea as Han Fei. He picked up the flower pots and found that there were many flowers under them. A person's name was written: "These flowerpots are of different sizes, but they have the same name written on them. The flowerpots are still there, but the things growing in the flowerpots are gone."

As the exploration deepened, sobs came from F's ears, and he pushed open the door of the innermost dark room with a black knife in his hand, and the cries in his ears became clearer.

"What is this?"

In the corner of the dark room was a flower pot the size of a water tank, and in the pot sat an obese and deformed child. It seemed that it had never seen sunlight, and its skin seemed to have been bleached.

The obese boy turned his back to the players, his body seemed to be stuck in the tank, and he was crying alone.

The shoulders shrugged, the boy seemed to be covered with water under his skin, and his whole body trembled.

F stared at the boy for a long time, then took out a black knife: "Finally met one who can't run, I don't know if killing it can increase points."

"Are you sure you want to go there?" Ah Chong shrank back first: "I mean, maybe we can solve it in a more peaceful way? After all, the big kid in the flower pot doesn't seem to have any intention of attacking us. .”

"When it has this idea, it will be too late." F's eyes under the mask were a little cold: "Ghost, it shouldn't exist."

The boy couldn't move, and this time there was no need for a live bait, and F moved forward alone.

"The soul is scattered, for it is the real relief." F raised the black knife, and countless people in the handle of the knife shouted, but they couldn't stop F at all.

The boy stuck in the flower pot also realized that the danger was approaching. He turned his head desperately, revealing a face that was out of proportion to his body. His body had been growing, but his face remained the same as when he was abducted.

The blade fell, and the boy cried out in fright, and the tears dripped into the flowerpot, as if they contained seeds of sadness and despair, which quickly took root and sprouted in the soil.

But before the things in the soil grew, the black blade had already landed on top of the boy's head.

"Boom!"

Blades collide!

F's black knife was blocked by another knife, his pupils narrowed and he stared at the man in front of him.

Wearing a black suit and a white smile mask, Han Fei stood in front of the flowerpot, holding the knife called Companionship.

"Are you courting death?"

"You have also read the ledger yourself, and you know that there are abducted children planted in the flower pots. Even if this guy is a ghost, then it is also a poor abducted ghost." Han Fei silently put away the knife: "The couple can kill, But this kid doesn't suggest you kill him."

Han Fei and F confront each other, and their attitudes towards ghosts are not exactly the same.

One wanted to kill them all, and the other wanted to kill those who deserved to be killed.

"Ghosts can be converted into points. You should know this account better than me." F's voice became gloomy: "Get out of the way."

"We brought you here, and the ghosts in it should be shared with me. The couple will be given to you, and the child will be mine." Han Fei had no intention of conflicting with the other party, so he proposed a compromise.

"You want to protect it, but it may not be willing to accept your kindness." F sneered and retreated.

Seeing F's sudden change in attitude, Han Fei immediately realized what was going on, and dodged to the side without the slightest hesitation.

The boy's tears that fell into the soil grew black thorns, and those black thorns were hung with poisonous spikes. The deformed and fat boy refused to be approached by anyone. Those poisonous spikes were his protection for himself.

"So the psychological counseling of abducted children is also very important. If you don't have the courage to break through the thorns around them, then don't talk about saving them lightly." F looked at Han Fei who fell to the ground: "They have been staying In the dark room, they have become monsters, even if there is an occasional beam of light coming in, they will only feel dazzling."

More and more thorns began to grow in the flower pot, but most of those thorns were coiled around the boy, and they had no intention of hurting others.

F also saw this, but he still didn't want to stop. The boy who was planted in the flowerpot just happened to let him do some tests.

"Don't get in the way." He turned a deaf ear to the boy's cries and moved forward with the knife.

"It's understandable for children to be afraid of the dark. The real tragedy in life is that adults are afraid of the light." After Han Fei realized that the boy only knew how to protect himself and cry, he stood between the boy and F again: "I forgot who said that." , but I think it makes sense."

"Many people live in a daze because they have heard too much truth." F grasped the black knife tightly. Seeing that Han Fei was determined not to let go, he turned and walked out of the room after a moment of confrontation.

Deep in the ghost building, there can be no more conflicts among the players. F's doing so does not mean that he agrees with Han Fei, he is just taking care of the overall situation.

After F left, Han Fei also put away the knife, and he looked back at the fat boy.

It was very strange that Han Fei, who was extremely terrified in his own home, was not afraid when he actually faced such a deformed monster, and his heart was very peaceful.

"Sorry, I can't help you find your parents. All I can do is stop them from hurting you temporarily."

Han Fei didn't expect anything in return, and was about to leave after speaking, but the boy trapped in the thorns was crying too sadly.

Han Fei, who had no memory and didn't know how to coax children at all, reached out and took out a balloon from his pocket. This was the only toy he had at hand.

Try to blow up the balloon, and an adult's head appears.

Looking at the gradually enlarged face, the boy cried even more miserably. He was very frightened, and more and more thorns began to emerge from the flowerpot.

"Sorry, I thought you would like this." Han Fei, who was at a loss, quickly threw away the face balloon. The face happened to touch the thorns all over the boy's body, and it exploded instantly.

Seeing the frightened face shattered and exploded in front of him, the boy's attention was attracted, and his crying became much quieter.

"Your child's hobbies are a bit special?" Most of the balloons are in F's hands. Seeing the boy stop crying, Han Fei squeezed out a smile from the face hidden under the mask: "If I can survive tonight, I will Pop all the balloons in front of you."

The boy didn't know if he understood. Anyway, when Han Fei approached, the thorns around him retreated a little.

"I seem to be quite popular with children, and Li Guoer and the women in Paradise also think I'm good." Han Fei heard what Qianye said before: "These game participants seem to regard charm as an attribute that can be quantified. If that man dressed like a turkey has eight points of charm, how high will my charm be?"

Subconsciously, Han Fei felt that charm should also be a weapon of his own.

After leaving the eighth floor, a group of people came to the ninth floor.

There are more and more flower pots placed in the corridor, the door and the corridor are covered with thorns, at first everyone can barely move forward, but when the middle of the ninth and tenth floors, the corridor has been completely blocked by black thorns die.

"These things seem to be the tears of children~lightnovelpub.net~Their sorrow and pain have grown thorns in the flower pot." Han Fei patiently explained, but no one listened, F even moved forward with a knife, Cut down the thorns that stand in the way.

The black knife, which was easy to chop monsters before, seemed to struggle when chopping thorns. That knife didn't seem to like to chop innocent things.

Little by little, F finally led all the players to the tenth floor.

The missing persons notice on the wall has been completely covered by the advertisement of the park, and in the most eye-catching place above their heads, there are two sentences written in red paint—Welcome to my home! Welcome to my little paradise!

The words written in paint are similar to the words in the clown mask. Number Eleven seems to have gone completely crazy at this time.

"The tenth floor always feels like the most important floor." Han Fei vaguely thought of something, and the experience on the eleventh seemed to remind him on purpose: "I seem to have met a very important person on the tenth floor , He changed me. He gave me everything he lost. "

A light flashed in his mind, and Han Fei held his head firmly. He scanned all the players, and finally looked at F who was wearing a mask and holding a black knife: "Is that person also on the tenth floor? I forgot Was everything taken away by him?"

(end of this chapter)