My Iyashikei Game

Han Fei, who had left the crowd, returned to his weak appearance. He looked half-dead, and one foot seemed to have stepped into the coffin. The beggars on the side of the road had to give way when they saw him.

"Gao Cheng! Stop hanging around here, the principal has a morning meeting!"

Director Ya called all the teachers to the conference room. What happened in the morning made the principal very angry, but he was not carried away by the anger. The most important thing at the moment was the exam.

Or it is a sacrifice to Heilou.

The arrest of the murderer should be placed after the assessment. The principal asked all the teachers to cheer up, take good care of the students in the class, and strengthen the security work within the academy.

After explaining everything, the principal left Yan Lan alone and let the others go first.

"You look pretty similar." Wang Chuqing followed Han Fei and muttered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Why don't you become a teacher and become an actor, I see you

has potential. "

"I've never pretended, it's all true." Han Fei took out the white sign from his pocket: "What did you take away from Shiwei Geshun last night? I remember there was a

Resentment. "

"You remember this clearly. Self-confidence in resentment can only be formed in the most special cases. If you want, you can exchange it for a white lottery."

"There will be an assessment tomorrow night. Come to the Ankang Pharmacy at nine o'clock tonight, and I will give you a free sign."

Han Fei readily agreed, which made Wang Chuqing a little uncomfortable. He glanced at Han Fei hesitantly, and asked cautiously, "Are you going to kill me?

Mouth? "

"Am I that kind of person?" Han Fei was a little speechless. He has always been good at dealing with workplace relationships. Nai asked that everyone was always prejudiced against him, and he himself didn't know why.

Wang Chuqing didn't speak and left quickly.

"Mr. Wang is really shy."

Back in Class 7, Han Fei first wrote two big characters for self-study on the blackboard, and then he picked up the small bench and prepared to go out.

After walking off the podium, Han Fei found that student No. 4 was very tired and was sleeping on the table. He tapped the table lightly: "Put on a coat to sleep, it's easy to catch a cold."

No. 4 frowned and sat up, his eyes filled with death, and his personality seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

Clearly, Four used the abilities of his personality many times last night.

"By the way, I've always wanted to ask you something." Han Fei put the bench beside the desk, and he looked at No. 4 very seriously: "How to trigger the power of personality? Comet

I know what my personality is, but it's been hiding in my mind. "

No. 7 thought that Yan Lan would ask those things. Logically speaking, Yan Lan is the teacher.

Turning his head to look at the children No. and No. 7, seeing whether the two are in harmony, No. 7 said: "Personality is not the imprint of his life, it is the accumulation of memories and experiences that he has never had.

Shi, it and help him through despair, but also push him into the abyss. "

"Can it be easier to understand? You also want to use the power attached to your personality." Yan Lan has not yet mastered the use of greedy personality, just let me activate it again

With his own healing personality, this ghost-devouring perpetual motion machine will be completed.

"The world has been changed by calamity, and it is the same as after, full of strong emotions and deposits everywhere. Ghosts are not formed by obsessions and negative emotions, but personality is

While alive, turn obsessions and emotions into power. "No. 7 touched his heart:" To mobilize emotions, is to be disturbed by anything and immersed in his own memory world

In it, by embracing his own personality, he is able to dominate it and reach its true potential. "

For some people, it is not difficult to do those things, such as No. 7: "I'm sure he has a way to awaken his personality, so try to do the corresponding things, such as being afraid

Grid needs to be afraid, he can't challenge something safe, or put himself in extremely safe situations. "

"Is it the right medicine?" Yan Lan always believed that he was a healing personality, and if he wanted to awaken that personality, he might need to heal other people's mental wounds.

Some of the children in the first class do not have personality defects, but Yan Lan will use those children for experiments. I need a goal that reconciles with myself and makes myself afraid to try.

": Even if a small number of people have awakened their personality, they can still mobilize the power of their personality at will. We often need psychological cues, and that cue can't be a song, pharynx movement,

an item, etc. "Squad leader No. 7 also came over:" You can only say that, the rest is up to him to explore. "

"The feeling of healing, plus psychological hints..." Did Yan Lan bother those children again, I took the bench and left the classroom.

Yan Lan, who was about to go to my class to have a pleasant listen, met Ma Jing head-on, the male teacher who was as short as I was, and he had an aura of a stranger approaching him.

"Mr. Yan, good morning, didn't the principal embarrass him?" Yan Lan was still talking, and Ma Jing's fist rubbed my ear and landed under the wall!

Cracks spread in front of Ge Lan's back, and the crisp sound was terrifying.

The metal spikes were drilled back on both sides of the spine, and Ma Jing exuded a creepy and terrifying aura. Your bright face was close to Yan Lan, like a hungry beast: "He eel

Crazy, what do you want to do? "

"Has he ever seen such a passive lunatic as you?" Yan Lan dared to move, and I could see the tsunami-like killing intent in Ma Jing's eyes.

"Are these seventy-one lives not related to him?" Duan Ping's voice was cold: "One

Punch through the chest, he is imitating you to commit crimes! "

"You have such a small ability. It is wrong to kill the seventy-one people who were killed last night. Before we have the privilege, we will take care of the lives of others and use the stomachs of other people's children.

Is it too fair to sacrifice to ensure that your own life is in danger? "

"Fairness?" Ma Jing's phalanx came out with a crippled voice: "There is no fairness at all outside the territory."

"Whether there will be in the future, this is because you have not made up your mind." Yan Lan's expression has changed, he is calm and rational, and he is also very calm in the face of death threats:

The original intention of the school was to protect the survivors and fight against ghosts, which is the canteen of the ghosts. There must be someone willing to change, so be the girl who shreds the emperor's new clothes

"The principal will kill him!"

"You're not very moved by his ability to say that. At most, he is the one who wants to kill you." Duan Ping patted Ma Jing's arm: "It is said that personality is the most beautiful praise of human beings.

But only when he is not running on the right path can he be afraid and fearful, so you hope that he will waste it. "

Whether Ma Jing confessed to Yan Lan or hurt Yan Lan, all those signs show that you haven't been shaken.

The original plan of a class of students may have been to kill with a knife, but now Duan Ping has created a better choice.

When the bell rang, Yan Lan took the bench and left. While I was listening to my teacher's class, I took the useless information I had summarized back to class one.

As the assessment is getting closer and closer, the atmosphere outside the school has become dignified. Every teacher has tried their best to teach the students, hoping to help us reduce the probability of surviving.

The day passed slowly, and before the students left the classroom one after another, Han Fei blocked Yan Lan outside the corridor.

"Mr. Low, he and Mr. Wang have been very close recently? When did they get along so well?"

"Mr. Wang is very cold, he wants to give you ghost blood, and he wants to give you all kinds of curses. It's hard to be kind!" Yan Lan looked at Han Fei with a smile, and I observed carelessly.

I found out that the other party does have a face that is very suitable for sacrifice.

"He has to think about it, whether it's better to drink ghost blood or to live." Han Fei took out a photo: "You don't have a lot of similar things, the principal is now

Chou Ruwen gave an explanation to the residents of the base, hoping that he would become the scapegoat. "

"Before it gets dark tonight, you are trading in the Ankang pharmacy, you have to make sure that he destroys everything he has." Yan Lan's voice was getting louder and louder.

"Why go to the Ankang Pharmacy? He should be planning to join forces with Yin Shang to kill you?" Han Fei's eyes hidden on his glasses looked like poisonous snakes.

"You have a way to make sure that he destroys everything he has. In order to prevent him from leaking out, you can only pull him off the pirate ship and let him complete a deal with Yin Merchant." Yan

Squinting: "Who knew that he didn't back up his data? Before you handed him the white sign, he immediately turned against the water? Or what if he threatened you with that incident last time?"

What Yan Lan said was unreasonable, and Han Fei also thought about it. The two sides trust each other, so there is a way to continue to complete the transaction.

"Okay, let's go to the Ankang Pharmacy." Duan Ping reached out and grabbed Duan Ping's arm, and a sincere figure was reflected outside my glasses: "Don't play tricks, you will let him die.

It was ugly, and the students in his class also fled. "

"There's very little nonsense." Yan Lan shook off the other party's hand: "See you at four o'clock in the evening."

Returning to the teacher's apartment alone, Yan Lan recalled the words of No. 7, I sank my consciousness into my mind, and put together my own memory fragments, but no matter how hard I tried, I could

To form a healing personality, on the contrary, the abyss of the formation of greedy personality is constantly growing, as if to swallow Duan Ping's mind.

"That low sincerity has been tortured by low happiness in the shrine memory world for several years. It is possible to see it with the eyes of others. It means that he is planning something. You must slow down.

own personality. "

Packing items into the backpack, Duan Ping left the school after a little delay.

At 4:77 in the evening, Han Fei wrapped himself tightly and came to the Ankang Pharmacy. In order to expose my identity, I deliberately changed my inner shape and put my eyes

The breath of ghosts was released.

"This bastard is going to cheat you, right? My spirit is lowly polluted, and I'm on the verge of being half crazy. There should be a way to use my personality power again.

is your opponent. "Before Low Cheng escaped from the strange building, the spirit was polluted at a low level. That is something that everyone in the school knows. Although ghost blood cannot clear the spiritual pollution, swallowing ghost blood will not.

Quick suicide will cause reversible damage to the body. Based on the following, Duan Ping feels that she may lose.

"Time flies so fast." I hid in the dark and observed without any irritability for seven weeks.

At four o'clock, another figure appeared at the end of the street. Wang Chuqing came to Ankang Pharmacy on time according to the agreement with Yan Lan.

Last night, Pharaoh just rescued Duan Ping, and the two of them were considered deadly friendship. Wang Chuqing felt that Yan Lan should keep his promise.

He also brought his remaining ghost blood with him.

"Wang Chuqing?" Han Fei's eyes instantly became terrifying when he saw Wang Chuqing: "I'm here too?"

Various thoughts popped up, and Han Fei finished quickly weighing the pros and cons, but when I came up with something, I suddenly heard the sound of coins being tossed.

The shadow that Duan Ping hides is like the open mouth of a giant beast, a greedy white fog with boundless boundaries.

Take a bite at me!

"He dares to bully you?!" Han Fei looked at the figures of students in the extraordinary glasses. Our necks were bound by white ropes, as if they were puppets made by Han Fei.

-Like, madly rushing towards the white fog.

As a school teacher, Han Fei has no ordinary personality. I focus on myself in everything I do. All students and family members can only be ranked seventh.

object of use.

Bai Wu directly swallowed these students, without even stirring up a wave, Han Fei, who knew it was wonderful, took on his glasses: "A bunch of trash!"

My memory poured into my pupils, and the figures of my parents and my brother appeared in the depths of my eyes. In order to survive in Xiao Mi, I made my parents and my brother into ordinary ghosts.

The weak and strong elder brother withstood the white fog to swallow, and the parents turned into ghosts and quickly passed through the white fog.

"Sincere! Don't let you find him! You're going to make him a ghost too!"

Han Fei was still looking for Yan Lan outside hysterically, and I suddenly heard Duan Ping's happy and desperate scream from inside the white fog: "Save you! Duan Ping wants to kill you!"

A question mark appeared in Duan Ping's mind, who was trapped outside the white fog. I was trapped, why was Duan Ping so happy?

Inside the white fog, Yan Lan's body was pierced by the blood-colored paper ghosts. I struggled to climb out of the white fog, and the blood-stained pieces of paper were spit out from my mouth. The curse had not retreated from my heart

"Han Fei wants to kill you, stop me..." Yan Lan crawled back and fell far away from Wang Chuqing.

When Duan Pingmao saw the curse covering Yan Lan's body, and before it even got out of my heart, Xiao\\'s face paled in shock: "Who tortured him like that?"

Before the blood feast mission was completed, Yan Lan got a chance to open the inventory. I chose the blood-colored paper figurine. The curse that retreated from the heart came from Xu Qin, and the miserable appearance

Scarlet Paperman's hug. But Duan Pingmao had never seen that scene, and everyone was shocked.

"It was Han Fei who killed the management staff, and I have no contact with Yin Shang! I also want to sacrifice children outside the school!" People are dying, and their words are also good, Yan Lan, who "is struggling to the death"

With a white fog: "Kill me, definitely kill me!"

Seeing Yan Lan in such a tragic state, Wang Chuqing took out this knife wrapped in white cloth. For the first time, I shook off the white cloth and rushed back into the white fog of greed.

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