Han Fei rarely cares about what others say. Even if the devils in the deep world think that he is weak, has low emotional intelligence, is autistic, and is socially anxious, he will not be angry because that is the kind of person he is.
Compared with the ghosts in the deep world, acting is his last self-esteem.
But what he didn't expect was that his acting skills, which had never made any mistakes, would be seen through. This made Han Fei a little uncomfortable. After all, he was a professional actor in reality.
The deformed figure crawled quickly in the passage, and Han Fei and the resentful people behind him chased after each other wildly. Both sides tore off their disguises.
Every time the lights go out, the deformed figure will find that the distance between Han Fei and himself is getting closer.
A trace of uneasiness flashed across the bloody face, and blood slid down the cracked head. The mutilated and deformed figure did not even dare to look back casually, for fear that the other party would suddenly appear behind it, or lie on its shoulder.
Recalling the increasing number of shadows behind the man, fear and shock appeared on its blood-stained face.
That man was possessed by more than one ghost. He was already too late, and there was no place for him to stay on the other person's body!
Only in this way can we explain why all the other party's behaviors cannot be measured by normal people.
He silently searched for a reason for himself to escape. After running around the corner of the corridor, the deformed monster crashed into the darkness.
The smell of blood in the air was gradually replaced by the smell of mold. Han Fei looked at the dark passage ahead and stopped.
"He ran pretty fast." The fear on Han Fei's face had long since disappeared. He could control his expression as easily as an ordinary person eating and drinking.
"Are we still chasing?" Another man's voice suddenly sounded in the corridor where there was no one else except Han Fei.
After hearing that voice, Han Fei not only wasn't afraid, but also replied calmly.
"Of course, my favorite game is hide and seek."
Han Fei didn't know what the fourth underground floor was used for, nor what happened here. He now wanted to find a few more "people" and have in-depth contact with them. If there were hidden tasks, he would trigger the hidden tasks. There was no hiding.
As for tasks, see if you can create tasks for yourself to accept.
"Be careful, this place gives me a bad feeling." The man's voice quickly disappeared and turned into a black shadow again, clinging to Han Fei.
Glancing at the several extra shadows behind him, Han Fei gradually understood why the monster was scared away just now. It was not because of his poor acting skills, but because of the help of his neighbors.
The smell of blood in the air was replaced by a musty smell, and various writings began to appear on the walls filled with debris, most of which were written with red paint. The lines were filled with resentment and various negative emotions.
There were more and more debris in the middle of the corridor. After walking around another corner, Han Fei found a door made of black steel bars in the middle of the corridor, with a broken sign prohibiting entry hanging on the door.
The road is blocked.
Leaning on the door and looking inside, most of the peculiar smell in the corridor comes from deep inside the corridor.
Gently shake the steel bars, and the iron door is welded very strongly. Without the key, you can't get in at all.
After staying silently for a moment, Han Fei looked at a room next to the iron door.
The lock of the old wooden door has fallen off, and a table with missing legs is leaning against the door panel. At first glance, it seems like nothing, but when you get closer, you will find something wrong.
There was a handprint left on the edge of the table. Someone had moved the table not long ago.
The passive ability Hide and Seek was triggered unknowingly, and Han Fei had a terrifying instinct for hiding and searching that was almost a natural talent.
He gently moved the table away and entered the room without making any sound during the whole process.
Holding the altar in his arms, Han Fei accurately avoided the debris on the floor and came to the smashed window of the room.
Looking inside, a young man wearing a security uniform was huddled under the window. He was holding a yellowed book of ghost stories in his hand, biting his fingers and concentrating on the words on the paper.
The ghostly face on the page is hideous and terrifying, but it has faded a bit, and the man's expression is constantly changing as the complex progresses.
His chest heaved and he felt scared, but he couldn't help but want to keep watching.
At this time, the scene in the house was a bit scary. The young security guard curled up and read the ghost story book in his hand intently. Above his head, a human face quietly appeared, looking at him silently.
In the darkness, no matter how long it took, the young security guard finally finished reading a story.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, blew hot air into his palms, and then moved his stiff neck.
Looking at the cheap electronic watch on his wrist, the young security guard picked up the ghost story book, put his hand on the ground, and prepared to stand up.
"It's time to go on patrol. We can't keep fishing."
He supported his body with his hands, and when he was halfway up, his wandering eyes inadvertently glanced at the top of his head.
His head seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he kept his posture, as if time had been frozen.
There is a face in the broken window!
Their eyes met, and there was a subtle atmosphere floating in the air.
"Don't be afraid, I'm the new security guard." Han Fei only wanted to upgrade the mission and was not interested in scaring people. He showed a kind and warm smile on his face, and then walked out of the house wearing the blood-stained security uniform.
Go out from behind the window.
Sitting down on the ground, the young security guard kicked off his feet and moved backward until his back touched the wall.
"If I wanted to harm you, I would have done it a long time ago. I am really a security guard." Han Fei stretched out his hand towards the other person, trying to pull him up.
"You, please don't lie to me. My master just told me some time ago that the fourth underground floor is very evil. There was a security guard who came in at midnight to inspect, and then never went out again!" The young security guard looked at Han Fei and stretched out his hand.
The hand in front of him seemed to be looking at a poisonous snake that was spitting out a message.
"You know it's dangerous here, why do you still come here to read ghost stories? How can you not run into ghosts when you often walk at night?" Han Fei felt as if he had stepped into a strange role. These words should not be spoken by himself.
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"This is the only place in the whole building where there is no surveillance. I..."
"So you came here to take a break?" Looking at the eerie hut, Han Fei sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Is the security company involved in this situation now? Forcing employees to fish in restricted areas where people have died.
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Using the secret that touches the depths of his soul, Han Fei pulled the young security guard up and patted the dust off his shoulders: "You don't have to be afraid. I am indeed a new security guard. You can take me to other places. It's just right."
I still have many things I want to ask you."
"Are you really not a ghost?" The young security guard reached out and poked Han Fei's arm, feeling the long-lost warmth.
"Is it so difficult to prove that you are a human being?" Han Fei was a little helpless. He reached out and took away the young security guard's ghost story book and stuffed it into the altar: "Read less of these books in the future. How can there be such a thing in the world?"
Too many ghosts? You have to believe in science!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked outside. A series of ferocious black shadows took the opportunity to get in the moment the altar was opened.
