My Iyashikei Game Chapter 768: Confession Bureau

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

“There is a connection between the real killing club and the dark 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. One old man and one young man came to the dance studio in the back alley with black umbrellas.

“Didn’t you say you were interested in planting flowers before? 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 liked planting flowers because the gardener was there. If I dared to say nothing at the time, she would probably have put me in the flowerpot.” Han Fei is still a little afraid of the gardener now. The old man with a very different body shape exudes a very strange aura, which makes it difficult to see through.

“You should hurry up and find your true hobby, 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 been around since you left. You don’t have to worry about meeting her, just practice dancing here, dancing can vent the negative emotions of 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, besides learning to dance, I also want to ask you for some advice.”

“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 secretly looked at it. The old man glanced at the other party and saw that there was no abnormality in the other party, and then 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, 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 again? I remember that I 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 really understand what you mean, but I feel like you are tricking me into learning dance with you.” Han Fei sat under the stage and watched the old man’s every movement carefully. Slowly, his soul As if being pulled, 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, and 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 with blood.

“Old man!”

Jumping onto 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 Goblin.

“There are indeed a lot of regrets.” The old man didn’t think there was anything wrong with what Han Fei said, he sat up with difficulty: “Your talent for dancing is very poor, but your learning ability is very strong, you can remember it after reading it once. All the movements, 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 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. , should be able to find the most special mirror here through that dance.”

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

“It’s not that you call every movement a dance. 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 at 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 up to your true self.” The old man raised his head, his dark eyes stared at Han Fei’s back: “He has always been behind you, Lying on top of you, eating your blood, pinching your soul.”

“Can you stop being so scary?” Han Fei looked back several times, 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 does he long for something from you? If one of you chooses the wrong option, there will be despair. It will cover you again.” 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, and it is rumored that when the twin flowers bloom, the dark clouds dissipate. time.”

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

“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 there was a strange sound from the tattered machine. Melody: “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 went up It is the master level, but to break through the master level requires not only skill points, but also perception.

“You’re improving really 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 behind Han Fei: “This new dancer is far from being a dancer.” The name of the dance is – me, it tells about a person’s life, from the first time you open your eyes to see the world, to the perception of death, there are too many emotions in it, those things can’t be displayed by technology. “

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

“How should my experience be expressed?”

The past is a void, and the memory of the future is wrapped in despair and darkness, and Han Fei is standing in the middle.

“Maybe 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 struggles with himself and wants to back off.

The dance repeated 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~IndoMTL.com~Han Fei broke all the restraints on Mang Laugh’s body with his own hands.

Under the ground floor of the Shouxi Mirror Factory, the mirror of the Murder Club awakens 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; Those two brothers were used as test subjects, but I don’t even know what my own personality is.”

“Everyone seems to think of you as a madman and a taboo, but I know that without you all the pain in the past, the mad person would become me, that’s indisputable.”

“You asked me if I wanted 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 contacted 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.

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