My Iyashikei Game

All coincidences have become inevitable.

The battle between the butterfly and the spider also continued. Judging from the results, it seems that the spider is slightly better in the end.

Han Fei patiently listened to the old man in black telling about the secrets in the building, including the various things the manager had done in the building. In the eyes of the manager, other than himself, other owners, resentments, and outsiders were all just tools.

All the owners in the building with butterfly patterns on their bodies are "people" who have been poisoned by managers and survived by chance. They have a deep understanding of the horror of managers.

"There are four family buildings in the dead building community. The manager has been staying in the fourth building and rarely comes out. However, some residents in the building suspect that there is a very special room in the fourth building, through which one can go to death. Anywhere in the building. That room is also the heart of the manager of the dead building. If you want to kill the manager, you must first find that room." The old man in black didn't even have the idea of ​​fighting against the manager of the dead building. Now, in order to survive, she had to follow Han Fei's words and say, "No one knows where that room is, everyone only knows that the house number of that room seems to be 4444."

"Normally, the room in the dead building should not have this number. If you want to go to that room, you can't use the normal method." Han Fei looked at the wardrobe, and he felt that it was necessary to try it.

After thinking for a moment, Han Fei made a decision. He wanted to get the approval of other owners first, tie everyone to a boat, and then try to enter the wardrobe.

Let the woman in the wedding dress stay in room 1144, and Han Fei brought other people to visit the owner layer by layer to do ideological work.

He conquered the surviving owners in Building No. 1 with his unique personal charm. After gaining their approval, the system gave Han Fei a reminder.

"Attention number 0000 players! After unremitting efforts, you have successfully acquired a hidden occupation - security guard in a dead building!"

"Is it set up as a master job?"

"no!"

"Attention players number 0000! You have successfully acquired a sideline - the security guard of the dead building! Randomly get two out of the four occupational talents of the security guard of the dead building!"

"Professional talent to avoid death: When the death curse is triggered, there is a 10% probability of avoiding death!"

"Professional Talent 2 Patrol: After midnight, the running speed increases!"

"Attention! It is extremely difficult to promote sideline and part-time jobs, and the level of professional talent needs to consume three times the experience."

"With two careers, you have gradually become familiar with workplace life, you have seen more scenery, and your perfect life has become colorful!"

"The eyes are full of blood red, where is the colorfulness?" Han Fei tried to run a few steps in the corridor. The job of security guard in the dead building is more useful than he imagined. The only thing is to increase the running speed after midnight. It made Han Fei feel very profitable.

Back in room 1144, Han Fei sat by the bed and stared silently at the wardrobe door. His eyes were calm, as if he was thinking about something very important.

No one in the room dared to disturb him. After a long time, when the exit button was lit, Han Fei got up and walked to the closet.

"This opportunity can't be missed, a few of us will go in together."

Han Fei, who had no worries, held the chain. He stood with the madman and the red skirt, and then looked at the old man in black coldly.

"It's not easy to live in the building, why bother to cause trouble, can you do things that you can't do with hatred?" The old man in black reluctantly walked to the closet, her hand was touching the closet When the door was opened, the blood vessels on the surface of the cabinet slowly swelled and opened slowly as if they had life.

Blood vessels spread on the wall, and a pungent stench wafted from the crevice of the cabinet door. Before the old man in black fully opened the cabinet door, an arm grabbed her and dragged her directly into the cabinet.

A good "person" disappeared like this, and the lunatic hid back in fear.

"You are the manager's back-up. They won't hurt you. Instead, you can take advantage of this and kill them." Han Fei taught the lunatic his own experience, and he didn't know who was the real lunatic for a while.

It was getting closer and closer to four in the morning, and the wardrobe was constantly changing. Han Fei didn't waste any more time. He and the red skirt opened the cabinet door together.

Clothes hanging in the cupboards were stained with blood, and there were many.

The red skirt went into it first, and then she reached out to Han Fei.

Han Fei grabbed her wrist and entered the closet with the lunatic. He pushed aside the clothes in front of him, but to his surprise, there were more and more clothes, and the blood on the clothes became thicker and thicker. A bloody person is hung on a hanger.

From the outside, the wardrobe is not large, but after entering it, it seems to be trapped in a maze, with blood-red clothes everywhere.

At this time, the only thing that can give Han Fei a sense of security is the red skirt, but as he walked, Han Fei realized that something was wrong.

The arm he was holding was also wearing red clothes, but it didn't seem to be a skirt.

"Illusion interference?"

The other party didn't stop, and Han Fei didn't dare to let go. He first glanced back, the madman was not following behind him.

When he looked forward, there was only a blood-red sleeve left in his hand.

He grabbed his sleeves and stood there, surrounded by blood clothes, every blood clothes seemed to represent an unjustly killed soul.

"Is this the butterfly's wardrobe? It's good at manipulating people and human nature, and this smelly skin is his clothes?"

Han Fei did not act rashly,

He knows that many cursed objects have unique abilities, and once the curse carried by the cursed object itself is triggered, it will become more passive.

"I watched the red dress enter the closet with my own eyes. She is a big resentment, and ordinary F-rank curses can't trap her, so the safest way for me now is to wait here."

Han Fei, who had the exit button on, was fearless. In addition, there is the last cigarette in his inventory that has not been used. If he is really in danger, he can light a cigarette first to calm down.

The enemy does not move, I do not move.

After about ten seconds, the bloody clothes in the distance seemed to be touched by something, and slowly shook, and something was crawling in the closet.

Putting the blood-colored paper figurine on his shoulders, Han Fei squatted down with the butcher's knife in hand. He stared at the slowly shaking blood clothes, and finally locked in a certain direction.

Something in the depths of the cabinet also seemed to be abnormal. A long gray-white arm stretched out from the back of the bloody suit. It was rummaging through the clothes one by one. The rustling sound could torture a normal person to madness.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer, Han Fei held his breath, he was ready to fight.

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