My Iyashikei Game

The corners of his torn mouth raised upwards, and the thin man licked the needle and thread on his lips with the tip of his tongue. Zhuang Wen's dismembered body was reflected in his pupils.

"Can a failed product that was discarded have such a strong resentment?" The smile on his face became stronger and stronger: "It seems that my luck today is really good, such rare goods are rarely seen. "

Stepping forward, the man's body disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment he appeared at the entrance of the alley. A black afterimage was dragging behind him, and every face on his body was screaming loudly.

"This alley leads to the outer city. Have you been to the edge of the night? Or did you escape from the end of the night?" The thin man's hands have grown new fingers, but each finger is different , as if it was taken from different people, and one of the fingers is the same as the pattern on the mirror god.

In the dark alley, the thin man and the jumping ghost Zhuang Wen were separated by about ten meters.

There is a faint black fire flowing on the surface of the thin man's body, and light red lines will be left on the place burned by the flame.

The faces on his body are connected by blood-colored lines, as if they were re-engraved with a knife, the flesh and blood are blurred, and they look terrible.

Maliciousness emanated from the depths of his soul, and the thin man looked at Zhuang Wen recklessly. The Zhuang Wen in his eyes was already shattered, and every piece of meat was packed in carefully prepared jars.

"You're sure to get a good price."

Stimulated by the strong malice, Zhuang Wen's sanity was rapidly disappearing, and the black fire in her eyes began to burn uncontrollably. When this black fire brought her power comparable to hatred, it would also burn all her body. Reason and humanity.

"Yes, that's it, let me see if you are qualified to be placed on the top floor and selected by others." The stitches stitched on the thin man's lips collapsed. While preparing to shoot at Zhuang Wen, he did not forget to turn his head. Pay attention to the blood shadows that escaped from the mall: "Don't try to escape, you can't escape."

The shutters of the shopping mall rattled, and the gloomy building cast a huge shadow under the streetlights, wrapping everyone inside.

The few people who had just escaped from the mall seemed to be swept away by the good waves and drowned in the deep sea. They found that their bodies were slowly being bound by the shadow, and it became difficult to even struggle.

"The previous owner of the mall didn't discover the secrets of this place." The thin man smiled recklessly: "This is not a mall at all, it's a balance for soul exchange. Your life experience adds weight to your soul, and all your efforts are just for the sake of This last minute adds its own price tag."

He opened his arms and bathed in the shadows. The ten fingers of the thin man slowly gathered, and ten imprisoned phantoms slowly appeared in the dark building behind him. It seems that as long as you are dragged into the mall, you will never be able to come out again.

The few people who had just escaped from the mall were shrouded in the shadow of the building again, and their bodies began to move towards the gate of the mall uncontrollably. This department store at the junction of several areas is like a whirlpool, as long as you get close, you can't get out.

The needle and thread on the skinny man's face cracked, and the wounds exuded an indescribable stench, the smell of rotting soul.

In the face of such terrifying and disgusting hatred, the madness on Zhuang Wen's face could no longer be suppressed. She was stimulated to madness by maliciousness, and the hatred in her heart was about to erupt.

The thick smell of blood spread in the alley, and the black fire of hatred burned the skin. Zhuang Wen walked towards the thin man, and the two hated eyes locked on each other.

No Specter dared to approach, the walls were covered with bloodshots and cracks, but in the midst of this dead silence, the street lights at the entrance of the mall suddenly flickered and then went out.

The thin man vaguely seemed to sense something, the smile on his face slowly solidified, and he looked at the street connecting the shopping mall and the plastic surgery hospital area.

There seems to be something hidden in the deep darkness that cannot be perceived, but he really exists.

"Bang!"

A window in the distance suddenly shattered, and the glass shards all over the sky fell into the mist. Without making a sound, they disappeared completely.

"That is?"

From far to near, when the fog spread, the glass on both sides of the street burst layer by layer, as if someone had penetrated it from the inside.

An unknown danger is approaching rapidly with a strong sense of oppression!

The thin man's eyes were rolling, the fragmented world in his pupils was shrouded in fog, and he found that he couldn't see what was in the fog!

The smile on his face disappeared completely, and he showed a completely different expression from when he saw Zhuang Wen, solemn, surprised, and a trace of hidden deep unease.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and even crimson hatred could not hide his figure in front of him.

The other party blocked all his senses, or his eyes were not qualified to see the other party.

What's coming?

The man has seen countless terrifying ghosts and has endured cruel torture unimaginable by ordinary people. Now, the only thing that can make him fearful is the unknown.

The fog is surging, and it looks like there is no threat, but in the deep world, the more dangerous things are, the more harmless they will be.

dodge? Or keep out the fog?

The black fire in the thin man's eyes could not be extinguished, his ten fingers tightened and released, and when the fog approached rapidly, he suddenly clenched his hands!

The phantom of the shopping mall is like an abyss cracking open on the ground, and it seems like a giant beast has opened its mouth, but when the extremely terrifying giant shadow is closed, it does not feel any force at all.

Countless ghosts and commodities imprisoned in the shopping mall could not perceive the ghost in the mist, and could not lock his position at all!

What kind of power is this?

When the giant mouth was about to touch the fog, the thin man took the initiative to withdraw his hand, and he did not dare to gamble.

With the help of the shadows emerging in the shopping mall, the man dodged away at an astonishing speed, his fingers bounced in the air, and he controlled the phantom to protect him layer by layer.

When he manipulated the phantom projected by the mall, the few people trapped by the phantom quickly fled and rushed into the area of ​​the plastic surgery hospital.

The thin man wanted to stop him, but the ghost jumping from the building in the alley rushed out of the alley at this time.

The fog came, and the man chose to avoid after hesitating, but Zhuang Wen in the alley chose to attack.

On her blood-stained face, her facial features were distorted, and Zhuang Wen let out a hysterical scream.

At the same time, the fog that filled the block had also descended, and the fog didn't care who he was facing, as if everything that dared to stand in front of him had only one fate, that is, the soul was gone.

The fog was shrouded, and there was a soul-calling song, and there was a misery that could penetrate the soul!

Just hearing the song, the skinny man's face changed. When he stepped back again, the fog had drowned out the crazy Zhuang Wen.

The heart-piercing roar sounded, the flesh and blood burst open, and the jumping ghost with the strength close to hatred was smashed in an instant.

The yin qi and flesh and blood in the sky were all swallowed up by the mist, and the soul of the ghost who jumped from the building struggled to escape, but it seemed to be caught by something!

She resisted with all her strength, but only stirred the edge of the fog.

Hearing the piercing screams in the mist, the thin man's face changed dramatically again, he stepped back again and again to avoid the pervading mist.

In less than half a minute, the ghost who lit the black fire was completely swallowed, and there was no trace of her in the dark night.

After eating, the thick fog slowly dissipated.

The thin man's blood-red deformed eyes widened, and he vaguely saw a figure in the deepest part of the fog.

The man wore a hideous beast face mask, his soul was as ethereal as mist, and as deep as the ocean.

Seemingly aware of it, he slowly turned his head, and those eyes swept lightly behind him.

Evil, indifferent, like a god!

"Indescribable!"

The skinny man quickly returned to the shopping mall. He was so shocked that he did not dare to reveal the slightest bit of his malice.

His pupils trembled, and in the world where everything in his eyes was dismembered, only the figure remained intact, and he could not find the loopholes and weaknesses of that soul.

"There is an unspeakable thing in the plastic surgery hospital?"

He has only seen unspeakable shrines, and has never seen the real unspeakable, but as an aboriginal in the deep world, he is very clear about it.

Whenever there is something unspeakable in an area, it will cause a catastrophe!

Countless souls and residual thoughts will disappear because of this, until no one dares to mention the name of that ghost!

"The shrines in the nearby area have been destroyed, and it seems that a name is constantly being mentioned in this dark night."

The ten fingers of the thin man merged with the phantom of the mall, and he stepped back silently.

He remembered the name, but now he was reluctant to say it easily.

"A new disaster has appeared. I don't know if he will be like that Fu Sheng and want to kill everyone."

The shutters of the shopping mall fell, and the thin man merged his body with the shopping mall: "I also have to prepare early and put my soul on that thing as soon as possible."

The clothes were shattered, and the dense stitches and threads on the man's body were all torn off by him. He turned into a pool of foul-smelling black blood and slowly sank into the underground of the shopping mall.

In the process of the black blood sinking, nine other figures appeared in the corner of the shopping mall. They were different in height, short, fat and thin, but all of them had human faces engraved on their bodies.

Eight of the nine figures also turned into black blood and infiltrated the ground. In the end, only one figure was left and hid in a jar, seemingly disguising himself as a commodity.

After all the black blood disappeared, the resentment that enveloped the mall also dissipated, and the huge shadow cast by the mall returned to normal, as if it was just an ordinary building.

While the thin man hid in the ground, the fog also disappeared in the area of ​​the plastic surgery hospital. A man wearing a mask collapsed to the ground. His chest collapsed. There was no light in his eyes. Keep.

"Master?"

"Han Fei!"

Zhuang Wen, the ghost who jumped off the building, who was already "destroyed", was guarding next to the masked man. Her body was split into three parts. The youngest girl was intact, and the most terrifying body was torn to pieces. Put it back together.

"Yinglong, what happened just now?" Haha and Xu Qin were also standing beside them. They were already in a desperate situation just now, but they didn't expect that the hatred of the "plastic hospital" would suddenly strike.

They quickly took this opportunity to escape, but only after the fog dissipated did they find that the person in the fog was not the hatred of the plastic surgery hospital, but Han Fei.

"Don't stay here, go back and talk about it first." Jingshen tapped the mirror, with an unspeakable hatred in his eyes. He seemed to have seen his fingers spliced ​​on someone else's body just now.

"Red skirt and crybaby

The little ghosts are trapped in the mall, and they haven't come out yet. "Haha's face was pale, and the laughter was unpleasant and sad.

"The Ten Fingers already know the secrets under the shopping mall. They have blocked the shopping mall. No one can enter for the time being, and it is difficult for people inside to get out." Jing Shen sighed: "They seem to be frightened by the building manager. Before going underground, all the 'goods' in the mall should be safe, after all, only ghosts who keep a trace of soul seed can sell for a good price."

Seeing that no one left, Jingshen spoke again, with a stern voice: "The Ten Fingers have become hatred. Even if we go together, we are not their opponents. Do you want Han Fei's efforts to be wasted?"

The Mirror God pointed to Han Fei on the ground: "He just forcibly connected to the shrine to activate the power given by the shrine. At the cost of consuming his own soul and consciousness, the fog that blocked his soul appeared on the street. In a matter of minutes, he almost lost his mind. In the end, he couldn't hold it anymore. When the fog was about to dissipate, I was sweating for him, but fortunately he responded quickly."

"The fog that can block perception is wafting out of the building director's soul?" Li Xian was very surprised.

"Yes, but the fog only has the effect of confusion and no real harm."

"But I clearly saw that the glass on both sides of the street was shattered, as if it was under some kind of oppression." Li Zhan was also deceived just now, and he also said that he would die this time.

"No need to think, it is indeed the broken glass we hid in the fog. These are all planned by Han Fei, and he seems to be very good at them." The Mirror God interrupted Li Xian's words: "We need to make outsiders feel suspicious. ——There is something unspeakable in the plastic surgery hospital, so we go in and out here, and we will talk about the rest when we go back."

When Han Fei was in a coma, Mirror God began to preside over the overall situation: "When only a little girl appears, Zhuang Wen's hatred and black fire will be covered up, but as the main body is slowly put together, that unique unique Hatred will once again attract the attention of the people around. We have to go back to the dead building before she recovers, otherwise the ghosts in the mall may realize that Zhuang Wen is fake death."

The Mirror God tapped the mirror surface again, and he asked Xu Qin to pick up the unconscious Han Fei, and everyone quickly fled.