My Healing Games

Chapter 380 An Encounter in the Underworld (4000 words)

The evil spirit had no reverence for the "god" of the Death Tower. In his eyes, there were only two kinds of people in the Death Tower: those he was capable of killing and those he needed to kill with the help of other forces.

It seemed as if another world was connected to the bed of Zhuang Ren's youngest daughter, from which countless statues of gods, some large and some small, with different expressions, crawled out.

Raising its left foot, the evil spirit stomped on the approaching statue, and the hair trapped inside was whipped into the air by dust.

"Is the hair hidden inside the idol a tribute to the owner of the hair, or is the owner of the hair the god himself?"

The yellow paper, filled with various ways to die, was torn to shreds. Each piece of yellow paper represented a death curse. Even after the statue was destroyed, the death curse wrapped around the hair remained tightly bound to it, as if even destruction would take the hair with it.

With a swing of his arm, a large number of statues were smashed to pieces, and the evil spirit grinned as it crashed onto the bed.

The bed collapsed, and countless idols crawled out of the broken pieces like waves.

"Each idol hides a hair that's half black and half white? A person probably has a hundred thousand hairs, so does that mean there are a hundred thousand gods hiding under this bed?" The evil soul's blood-stained mouth slowly curled up: "Your gods are far too cheap, aren't they?"

A single statue could not affect the evil spirit, but when hundreds of statues rushed forward, the old ghost began to show wounds.

The ghosts hidden within the statues possess a very special ability. It seems that because they have been around the "god's" hair for a long time, they have also absorbed the hair's scent and are immune to most curses.

Strange noises continued, and a storm of yin energy swept through the house, leaving shattered statues everywhere.

However, the owner of the hair in the statue seems to be a being beyond hatred, as even the burning black hatred could not burn away his hair.

While destroying the idol, the evil spirit was also collecting the fallen hair. He didn't know what it was for, but his intuition told him that the hair was dangerous and he had to get it into room 4044 as soon as possible.

Having completely aroused the statue's hatred, the evil spirit laughed maniacally as it left the room.

The enormous ghostly body crawled on the wall like a corpse dragon, with countless statues of gods behind it.

"Come! Let your hatred burn on me!"

The old ghost, his arm ablaze with black flames, ripped the door of room 4144 off and left with it. He wanted the statue to spread throughout the building so that the residents could help him share the burden and slaughter the statue.

The densely packed statues of gods, some running, some climbing, seemed to possess life as they chased the old ghost downstairs.

No one had ever dared to cause trouble in room 4144 before. In this community where every household was accustomed to summoning spirits, no one would dare to blaspheme the gods. Even if they saw a statue of a god on the street, they would offer him a stick of incense.

The evil spirits and the utterly desperate old ghost had now broken the taboo of the Dead Building. They not only smashed the statues, but also prepared to kill all the "gods" inside the building.

As time went on, the statues that emerged from room 4144 developed increasingly rich and lifelike expressions.

Even more bizarrely, some of the statues still retain warmth, just like the skin of a living person.

In the pitch-black stairwell, the old ghost snaked its way through the corridor, the bloodstains behind it quickly being replaced by the statue.

At this moment, the funeral music inside the building converged where the song was coming from. The remaining backup plan left by the dead building administrator was completely attracted by the song, giving the evil spirit a space to fully exert its abilities.

Listening to the eerie singing inside the building, even the old ghost, who was almost filled with hatred, still felt a sense of fear in the face of that singing.

"Which madman would attract something so terrifying? But without this song, I wouldn't have been able to persuade Old Ghost."

Rushing to the fourth floor, the evil spirit smashed the security door, letting his hatred scorch the walls, guiding the statues to the door of room 4044.

The demons in the statues have been driven mad by the evil spirits, who have long wanted to fight them head-on. However, the location of this fight is very particular; it must take place in front of the door gods.

The shattered idols flew through the air, while curses written on paper and hair bearing various ways to die were piled up by the evil spirits in various ways at the door of room 4044.

He didn't think too much about it at first, but soon he and the statue both discovered something.

When the hair inside the statue touches the door of room 4044, the blood-red door actually eats the hair away.

Some figures and strange characters will appear on the door where the door gods are located, and the blood-red door god patterns on the door will gradually fade, as if all the patterns and curses have been absorbed by the hair.

In fact, during the battle, the evil soul had already discovered something: the hair inside the statue was very special and could easily penetrate the seal of room 4044.

In other words, it's as if that hair originally came from room 4044, and the owner of the hair is the true owner of room 4044.

When the hair was first stuffed into room 4044, there was nothing unusual in the room. The homeowner seemed to have made up his mind: you can do whatever you want, I'll just watch.

As more and more hair was incorporated into the door of room 4044, some of the mutilated statues began to pry open the door, seemingly trying to enter the room and retrieve the hair.

Gradually, the statues of gods covered the doors of room 4044, and the originally blood-red doors began to change, with the fearsome door god patterns fading away!

Upon seeing this scene, the evil spirit's eyes gleamed, as if a child had seen his most beloved toy. He unleashed all his hatred, stirring up a great tide of yin energy!

The statue was thrown into room 4044, and the hair inside the statue disappeared silently onto the blood-red gate.

As the blood on the door grew increasingly dark, the evil spirit covered in idols crashed directly into the door of room 4044.

"Oh!"

The cracks spread outwards from the door of room 4044, which resembled a heart riddled with cracks, beating uneasily under the old ghost's blows.

At this moment, the sound of funeral music suddenly rang out inside the building. The funeral music, which had been confronting the singing, seemed to have sensed something and quickly ran towards the fourth floor.

The funeral music filled the air, but it couldn't drown out the evil spirit's maniacal laughter. He stared at the cracks in the door and became even more frenzied!

His eyes opened in the blood, his pupils overflowing with murderous intent!
With each impact, the evil spirit seemed to tear apart the heart of number 4044!
The statues were shattered beyond recognition, and the old ghost's body was covered in wounds, but the black fire of hatred in his heart burned even brighter, as if it was about to break through a certain limit.

The door panel was loose, and numerous cracks extending from the center of the door, like blood vessels, tightly connected room 4044 to the dead building.

With another ramming by the old ghost, the door of room 4044, which had melted away countless hairs and curses, was finally smashed open!

Thick bloodstains blurred the vision. Room 4044 was filled with wardrobes, each with a red door!

This room seems to be the intersection of all the passages in the wardrobe's nightmare world, and also one of the hearts of the entire dead building.

"The door gods on the door have disappeared; where has the manager's watchdog gone?"

Covered in idols, the evil spirit peered into room 4044. The idols initially chased the evil spirit out of hatred, but after the door to room 4044 opened, the idols seemed to be attracted by something and began to climb toward a wardrobe in room 4044.

The fourth floor gradually returned to calm. In the shadows at the corner of the corridor, a shoe stepped on the shattered statue.

"Is that the building manager? How come he's gotten even uglier than you?"

The tall, thin, ghostly figure, Li Zai, slowly stepped out of the shadows. He looked uncertainly at the one-eyed shop assistant, Yinglong, beside him.

"I don't know. The shopkeeper has never given me a similar feeling. In my eyes, he has always been a very gentle person with a kind of power that can illuminate others." The Firefly was carrying a board-like object covered with a black cloth. The object was very heavy, and even a medium-sized resentment Firefly would find it somewhat difficult to carry.

"It's his voice, but not his smell." The blood-red knife sliced ​​through the eerie atmosphere in the corridor, and Xu Qin's expression was terrifying, as if she was about to unleash a massacre.

"Should we go in? This room looks dangerous. We don't have any information right now, and if we go in rashly, we might encounter something bad."

As the group was talking, the black cloth on Yinglong's back suddenly slipped off by itself, revealing that he was carrying a huge mirror on his back.

The moment the black cloth fell, people near the mirror immediately scattered to both sides. Those who didn't have time to dodge closed their eyes and refused to look at their reflection in the mirror.

"The one fused with that giant demon is indeed the person we're looking for, but it's not the complete him; it's just one of his three souls." A man's voice came from the mirror, and after he spoke, no one around spoke again.

After a moment, Firefly, still with her back to the mirror, asked, "What do you mean by 'one of the three souls'? Mirror God, explain yourself! That person's style of doing things is completely, slightly, perhaps somewhat different from the building manager's..."

Yinglong glanced at the messy corridor and the act of attracting the statue to break down the door of room 4044. He suddenly realized that this was exactly what Han Fei often did.

"People become ghosts because their souls can't let go of their obsessions. The most unique thing about a person is their soul; everyone's soul is different, containing all the traces of a person's existence." Mirror God is the longest-standing resident of Happiness Community, with a mysterious origin. The man in the mirror seems to know a great deal about souls: "The one fused with the giant ghost is Han Fei's evil soul, containing his most primal desires and impulses. Simply put, what you see is him at his most insane and authentic, free from all constraints."

"His most authentic self? Is the building manager really that dangerous?" Li Zai secretly glanced at the mirror and only became bolder after discovering that his soul had not been captured by the mirror.

“He doesn’t hide his thoughts now, he’s unrestrained, but he also has the right to be crazy. When an ordinary person loses their soul, they become confused and their lost soul will quickly dissipate, but Han Fei’s soul is clearly different. I always feel that his soul is very special.” Mirror God spoke, he hadn’t spoken so much in a long time.

“Since it’s Han Fei’s soul, then I should help him.” Xu Qin stepped on the fragments of the statue scattered on the ground, not even glancing at the shattered faces. Her fingertips gently stroked the human skin gauntlet on a certain dinner knife, and she resolutely entered room 4044.

Without needing to say anything more, a group of figures followed behind her and walked over.

In the blood-red room, cabinet doors were opened one by one, revealing clothes stained with blood.

Most of the wardrobes looked like they had been ripped open, constantly oozing blood, which was extremely horrifying.

Following the fragments of the statue on the ground, Xu Qin and the others from the Happiness Community arrived at bedroom 4044.

There was no bed or chairs in the bedroom, only a huge wardrobe, into which all the idols eventually ended up.

Push the cabinet door open completely, and inside are endless blood-stained clothes, on which the wails and pleas of the dead can be faintly seen.

"I am a curse myself, nothing in the Death Tower can harm me. I'll go in and take a look first, you all wait for me here."

"I carry the Mirror God on my back; he can help you in crucial moments."

"Despair and death are the things I fear least. Although I have cried all my tears now, my cries can still help you. I am with you."

Everyone came over, and eventually they all went into the wardrobe together.

Lifting the blood-stained garments one by one, the residents of Happiness Community quickly discovered something very strange: all the statues that entered the wardrobe, regardless of whether they were broken or not, had a shrunken blood-stained garment on them.

The statues, dressed in blood-red garments from the wardrobe, became more human-like, as if they were beginning to come alive under the influence of some force.

"There's such a place hidden inside the Dead Building?"

A large number of blood-stained clothes were taken away by the statue, and their vision became wider. Soon they arrived at the center of the wardrobe world.

The old ghost controlled by the evil spirit is currently fighting against the headless gatekeeper. The old ghost has one of the gatekeeper's arms in its mouth, and its own body has almost been cut in half by the gatekeeper, but it doesn't care at all. Its hysterical laughter can be heard throughout the entire wardrobe world.

Amidst the fighting and wild laughter, the old ghost sustained more and more wounds, but the flames of hatred within him burned ever brighter.

After yet another collision, Old Ghost and the Door God fell heavily to the ground.

This time, Old Ghost didn't launch a reckless attack on the door god. Instead, he suddenly turned around and looked behind him. Evil Soul was an absolutely rational madman. He discovered the people of Happiness Community through the gaps in the blood-stained clothes.

"You came in through the gap in the fog, didn't you? The people inside are desperately trying to escape, but you're just coming in to die?" The evil spirit seemed to have sensed their presence all along.

Blood rained down, and Xu Qin emerged from a pile of blood-stained clothes: "We didn't come here to die, we came here to take you home."

One by one, figures emerged, looking at the ferocious old ghost, but their eyes showed no fear, only worry.

"Go home? You're my family?" The evil spirit's cracked lips curled upwards, his wicked eyes fixed on Xu Qin: "Why do I feel a hunger when I see you? That intense emotion feels like I want to devour you whole. Did I love you deeply before? Were you my wife in your previous life?"

(End of this chapter)