My Healing Game - Chapter 768

The mirror in the basement of the workshop was too weak, and Han Fei burst open before he looked closely. If he wanted to see those children, he could only find a way to find a similar mirror in the deep world.

“There is a certain connection between the killing club in reality and the black rain area of ​​the deep world. Those perverted killers call it a bridge, and the mirror is the key to building the bridge.”

Han Fei and the blind old man walked out of the warehouse, and the old man and the young man came to the dance studio in the back alley with black umbrellas.

“Didn’t you say you were interested in planting flowers? Why do you suddenly want to learn to dance?” The old man touched the big lock on the dance studio and took a long time to open it.

“I said that I like planting flowers because the gardener is there. If I dared to say nothing at that time, she would probably put me in the flowerpot.” Han Fei is still a little afraid of the gardener now, the voice and body shape are very different The big old man exudes a very strange aura, which is hard to see through.

“You better find your true hobby quickly, life is so long, don’t wait for the time to slip away and then regret it.” The blind old man and Han Fei entered the dance studio together: “The gardener has never come back since you left. , you don’t have to worry about meeting her, just practice dancing here, dancing can vent the negative emotions in a person’s heart.”

“Won’t the gardener come back in a short time?” Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice was not so nervous: “Master, in fact, besides learning to dance, I also want to ask you some things.”

“I knew you had bad intentions, tell me, what’s the matter?”

“I found a mirror in an underground factory. As long as I stand in front of it, the mirror can reflect the appearance of myself when I died, and it can also reflect the ghosts who died in my hands.” Han Fei glanced at the old man secretly, After seeing that there was nothing unusual about the other party, he continued: “The mirror seems to be related to the club in this area, so I want to ask, does the mirror in our dance studio have a similar effect?”

“Yes, yes, but I also forgot which mirror it is.” The old man pointed to his eye socket: “I can’t see it, so you have to find it yourself.”

“How to find it? Look in a mirror? I remember that you need to read something to trigger the mirror.”

“No need.” The old man shook his head: “Ordinary mirrors are filled with dead souls, only the filthy self is hidden in that mirror. If you look carefully, you will find that it is different.”

Putting the old tape recorder in his hand on the ground, the old man stepped onto the stage: “I teach you a simple method, dancing in the dark can help you see yourself clearly.”

“I don’t quite understand what you mean, but I feel like you are fooling me into learning dance with you.” Han Fei sat under the stage and watched the old man’s every movement carefully. Slowly, his soul seemed to be drawn. , the whole person is completely immersed in the dance of the old man.

There seems to be a memory hidden behind every action. The old man seems to have made his life into a dance.

He used to dance solo in the dark, but now he has an audience below his stage.

“Life blooms like a flower, then withers at the most beautiful time and returns to the soil…”

Countless souls appeared in the mirror, they approached in the night, laughing and crying together with the dance.

Han Fei didn’t even know when the dance ended. It took him a long time to realize that the old man had already fallen on the stage and his chest was stained red with blood.

“Father!”

Jumping on the stage, Han Fei moved to the old man’s side.

“Don’t worry, I won’t die.” The blind old man coughed violently, blood all over his mouth and neck: “I’m just too old to jump.”

“You’d better have a good rest, let me know if you have any regrets, and I’ll do it for you.” Han Fei has been dealing with ghosts in the deep world. Opening his mouth is regret, and closing his mouth is a last wish. After he finished speaking, he realized that the old man was not a ghost.

“There are indeed a lot of regrets.” The old man didn’t think there was anything wrong with what Han Fei said, and he sat up with difficulty: “You have a poor talent for dancing, but your learning ability is very strong. I want to teach you all the dances I know, and when I’m gone, you can occasionally show them to the gardener.”

“Are you two husband and wife?”

“I made her look like that, how could I have the face to be her family?” The blind old man moved a little bit to the edge of the stage: “The dance I danced just now is called—I, you practice a few more times, and it should be The most special mirror here can be found through that dance.”

“Okay.” Han Fei stepped onto the stage and recalled every movement of the old man, but as soon as his body started to move, the old man interrupted him.

“It doesn’t mean that it’s called dancing if you print every movement. You have to incorporate your own understanding.” The blind old man couldn’t see Han Fei at all, but he said to Han Fei very solemnly.

Han Fei stopped and waved his hand towards the empty eye socket of the old man, who was indeed blind.

“If you want to find the most special mirror in this club, you have to face your true self.” The old man raised his head, his dark eyes staring behind Han Fei: “He has always been behind you, lying on your back. It gnaws at your blood and pinch your soul.”

“Can you stop being so scary?” Han Fei looked back several times, but there was only a mirror behind him.

“Do you want to reconcile with him? Or do you want to kill him? Does he want to kill you? Or do you long for something from you? If one of you chooses the wrong option, then despair will definitely rekindle it. You are shrouded.” The old man still stared at Han Fei’s back with his eyeless eyes: “The gardener once said that the owner of this garden has been looking for twin flowers. It is rumored that when the twin flowers bloom, the dark clouds will dissipate.”

“But isn’t there only one twin flower that can bloom?” Han Fei’s first movie was Twin Flower. When he was desperate, he put aside his identity as a comedian and tried to challenge horror movies for the first time.

“Yes, one of the flowers will absorb all the nutrients of the other flower and bloom alone.” The old man touched his radio and pressed a button, and a strange melody came from the tattered machine: ” So I hope you can learn the dance I taught you, look inside yourself, and don’t make the wrong choice.”

A song that Han Fei had never heard played in the dance room. He thought about the old man’s words and started dancing again.

“I copied the old man’s movements almost completely, but why does it feel so different from his dancing?” Han Fei added the skill points he had accumulated to dancing, and he rose to the highest level, and then he was at the master level. , but if you want to break through the master level, you need not only skill points, but also perception.

“You are progressing very fast, but you can only say that you are a dancer, and you are far from being a dancer.” The old man stroked the stage and stared blankly at Han Fei’s back: “The name of this new dance Yes – me, it’s about a person’s life, from the first time you open your eyes to see the world, to the perception of death, there are so many emotions in it that technology can’t show.”

Han Fei had completely memorized the movement, but he realized that he seemed to be trapped in the movement. This dance was from the old man’s past, not his own.

“How should my experience be expressed?”

The past is nothing, and the memory of the future is wrapped in despair and darkness, and Han Fei is standing in the middle.

“Perhaps I really should have a good chat with Mang Laugh.” After coming out of the Paradise Memory Shrine, Han Fei had communicated with all the survivors, but Mang Laugh didn’t bother him.

He can face anyone with ease, but he is struggling to face himself and wants to retreat.

Repeated dance over and over again, those movements formed muscle memory, Han Fei slowly closed his eyes, he was no longer obsessed with looking for a mirror, but sank his consciousness into the depths of his mind.

In Fu Sheng’s shrine ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Han Fei broke all the chains on Mang Laugh’s body with his own hands.

On the ground floor of the Shouxi Mirror Factory workshop, the mirror of the Murder Club awakened the laughter in reality.

The distance between the two of them has reached the point where they can no longer escape.

Han Fei’s consciousness appeared at the door of the Scarlet Orphanage. He saw the figure in the building of the orphanage, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t open the door of the Scarlet Orphanage.

“I’ve been thinking, what’s the difference between the two of us?”

“You have been laughing wildly, but I can’t even show a sincere smile; you remember all the terrible and painful things in the past, I can only feel nothing; you have a healing personality, the two brothers who were immortalized As a test subject, I don’t even know what my own personality is.”

“Everyone seems to regard you as a madman and a taboo, but I know that if you didn’t bear all the pain in the past, the mad person would become me, which is indisputable.”

“You asked me if I would like to be you?”

“I can be you, but can you tell me why a child with a healing personality would dye his hands with the blood of thirty people at such a young age?”

“What happened that night in the **** night?”

“I have come into contact with several souls who also have healing personalities, and they would never do such a thing!”

Han Fei’s consciousness was slapped aside by a wave, the bell in the Scarlet Orphanage rang, and the figure standing in the classroom stopped.