My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 361: Paperman Seeks Passage (Third Update)

Chapter 361: Chapter 361: Paperman Seeks Passage (Third Update)

"The indistinct lyrics within the mourning music are related to soul-summoning, and the mourning music of the Death Building seems to be linked to soul-summoning as well. Even more coincidental is that on the night of Soul-returning Night, both the singing and mourning music are heard in the Death Building. Has this coincidence occurred in the future as well?"

Han Fei shivered at the thought of his enemy possibly having seen the future. How was he to deal with an enemy who could foresee it?

The mourning music was getting closer in the hallway. He suppressed his fear, poked his head out of the stairwell, and looked upward through the gap between the stairs.

Perhaps around the tenth floor, a series of white paper lanterns gently swayed, and on the rusted stair railing were pair after pair of pale hands that seemed to be made of paper.

"Papermen? Papermen in a funeral procession?"

With the mourning music still some distance away from the fourth floor, Han Fei decided to take advantage of the situation and check out the sixth floor before it arrived; getting into room 4064 would be even better.

He was a very decisive person; as soon as he made up his mind, he acted immediately without any delay.

"I can’t exit the game, seems like I can’t count on any luck tonight, it’s time to fight for my life."

The sound of the mourning music grew louder, and while the residents inside the building hid in their own rooms at this time, Han Fei instead headed straight up towards the sixth floor.

Every second counted, he took several steps at a time. By the time Han Fei reached the sixth floor, the mourning music was right above his head, and they were very close to each other.

"Hurry!"

He pulled open the safety door. Before entering the sixth-floor corridor, Han Fei looked up one more time.

Faces of dolls in various colors peered out from the stairwell, looking down at Han Fei.

The painted faces illuminated by the light from the lanterns seemed imbued with life, even though they were plainly made of paper.

Being watched by those colorful paper figures, Han Fei felt a chill run down his spine and without giving them a second glance, he dashed into the safety door.

"Papermen! All of them are papermen! They bear some resemblance to the Paperman Store Manager of the convenience store, but they are much bigger than Yimin Convenience Store’s Shop Manager!"

The mourning music was too close for comfort, and Han Fei dared not look back. He wanted to run to the other side of the sixth-floor corridor. As he dashed through the hallway, he noticed many strange things.

It was unclear when each household in the Death Building began placing a white bowl with grains at their doors, with the remnants of burnt paper money scattered around them.

Even stranger were the few homes that had erected a yellow paper ladder made of yellow paper and thin rope over the gate heart. The ladder hung from the window above the doorway, resting against the door panel, as if they desired visitors to avoid the main gate and enter through the paper ladder instead.

"Is that paper ladder specifically left for ghosts?" Han Fei recalled that some elderly people had said that after a person dies, their soul returns seven days later. Some wealthy families have heavy positive energy at their main entrance, so they build a Soul Ladder to allow the deceased to enter the house while avoiding the main gate.

Quickening his pace, Han Fei didn’t look too closely as he ran straight to the door of room 4064 and stopped.

By this time, the mourning music had started between the seventh floor and the sixth floor; the papermen were heading this way!

Looking at the door of room 4064, the old door panel had a faded yellow paper ladder hanging from it. The white bowl at the door was filled with clumps of sticky rice grains, and most notably, there were two vague shoe prints on the ground, in the ash of the paper money, as if someone had recently stepped on it.

"Did my soul enter this room through the Soul Ladder?"

Han Fei grabbed the door handle of room 4064 and pulled outwards, the door didn’t budge, but a crack had opened at the window above it.

"The window isn’t locked?"

Mournful music played on the sixth floor, the glass windows of the fire escape reflecting the light of white paper lanterns like ghostly flames.

The eerie music burrowed into one’s ears like poisonous insects, climbing directly into the brain; resisting it was futile.

As the mournful music drifted into the sixth floor, a face painted with various colors appeared at the fire escape’s glass window.

The Paperman’s eyes slowly opened, poor-quality paint streaking down its forehead, blurring the distinction between whether it was a person wearing a Paperman’s garb or a Paperman wrapped in human skin.

"The eyes in its eye sockets are those of a living person! And they’re moving!"

Such fear was indescribable. The Paperman moved so fast that almost as soon as Han Fei saw its face, the Paperman’s face was rapidly closing in on his field of vision.

It was already too late to run away. Han Fei grabbed the doorframe and fiercely opened the window above the door, entering the ’Living House’ through the ’Ghost Window,’ just as a ’Dead Soul’ might avoid the main entrance.

He always managed his body well, but he still couldn’t enter through the window above the door, and in his extreme anxiety, the originally locked door suddenly opened.

The door was pushed open a half-finger’s width, revealing a timid child standing behind it.

It seemed he hadn’t seen the person he was expecting, and staring at Han Fei’s face, he was scared stiff.

"It’s too dangerous by the door," Han Fei said as he took the opportunity to enter the room and swiftly closed the door behind him.

To prevent the child from crying, he even covered the child’s mouth.

The instant the door closed, the sorrowful music entered the corridor of the sixth floor, and the Paperman’s funeral procession passed directly by Room 4064!

Han Fei held the child tightly behind the door, watching the ’Ghost Windows’ above through the dressing mirror on the side of the living room.

A few ’Ghost Faces’ of Papermen peered through the window, but they didn’t enter the room; they simply lay on the window sill, continuously scanning.

The mournful music lingered at the doorway of Room 4064 for a full four minutes before it finally drifted away.

Noticing an odd smell, Han Fei looked down and realized that the little boy he had covered had wet himself from fright.

He couldn’t speak, his eyes filled with fear, his trousers soaked in a large patch, his small hands twisted as though in spasm.

"Sorry, big brother didn’t mean any harm," Han Fei quickly said as he loosened his grip, and the child retreated as soon as he regained himself.

He hadn’t taken many steps before he tumbled to the ground, then hid behind the other side of the sofa, still wet, and stared at Han Fei.

The child’s face, only as big as an adult’s palm, showed a very serious expression. He looked at Han Fei for a long time before speaking, "You’re not Daddy. Daddy hasn’t come back. Mommy said Daddy would come home tonight!"

Already feeling aggrieved plus the fear, the child bit his lip and began to cry, trying his best to keep his sobs quiet.

"Your daddy will come back. I just saw him downstairs; he’s buying you a gift..." Han Fei looked towards the living room and noticed various toy vehicle models stuffed under the TV cabinet: "It’s the latest model of toy car, the kind that can transform."

It seemed the child’s father had given him many similar toys before. Hearing what Han Fei said, the child, while crying, wiped his eyes with his little hands, "Did you really see him?"

"Of course, adults don’t lie to children." Whether it was the influence of the Child King’s ’Passive Ability,’ Han Fei found the child wasn’t as hostile towards him anymore.

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