The number 4144 shows that Han Fei has now run into Building 4, and also proves that the closet passage is indeed connected to different rooms. This cursed object, which is similar to the mutant portal in the game, has aroused great interest in Han Fei.
"As long as the butterfly is killed, the cabinet and the building will belong to everyone!"
The dead building now belongs to Butterfly and belongs to the manager. It treats everyone as tools and toys and can sacrifice everyone's interests in order to achieve its own goals.
But if Han Fei becomes the manager of the dead building, he will respect the decision of most people and let more "people" find themselves.
"Wait a minute! I feel like something is pulling me on my back! Really!" The middle-aged man running at the back of the team had a pale face. He kept turning his head to look behind him, but his neck was about to break.
I couldn't see anything crawling on my back.
Everyone was running for their lives, but the middle-aged man didn't dare to make too much noise, so he endured the discomfort and tried his best to follow the woman.
In the dark corridor, the voice-activated lights flickered on and off. Compared with Building 1, the corridor in Building 4 looked more dilapidated. There were traces of burning paper money and photos at the door of every house. They all seemed to be summoning spirits.
"What does the butterfly want?"
There was a gloomy air in the building, a kind of horror that had nothing to do with ghosts, as if the human heart had changed in this place and fermented into something else.
Pushing open the security door, the old door shaft made a creaking sound. Han Fei looked at the dark corridor outside and did not dare to run out immediately.
Ruoyouruowu's singing came from outside the building. Han Fei's ring was already overwhelmed, and there were several cracks on it. It is estimated that the original owner of the ring did not expect that Han Fei would wear it and run directly into a place like the Death Building.
I encountered the indescribable singing voice several times.
"Why did you stop?" The woman was a little confused: "This place gives me a very bad feeling. It seems not as safe as the closet."
"Can you hear the singing outside?"
"Singing?" The woman shook her head: "I can't hear anything?"
"Are you two in a relationship? Brother and sister, there's something really wrong with my back!" The middle-aged man in blood-stained clothes finally followed him. He grabbed Han Fei's hand and said, "Please help me look at my back."
Back, when I was running just now, something seemed to be pulling me!"
Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man's back. There was a statue lying in the middle of his spine. The head of the statue seemed to be drilling into the middle-aged man's spine.
"Are you okay? Did you two see anything? Is it an insect?" The middle-aged man waved his fat hand, but he just couldn't touch it.
"It's just a little bug. Don't scare yourself. Take a deep breath first and relax." Han Fei told the middle-aged man not to look back, and then he took out the death knife from the inventory: "Brother, you are too talkative.
Let me ask you, what did you do before? Have you ever killed anyone?"
"How can I kill someone? I've never killed a chicken before!"
"That's fine." The death knife will become sharper when faced with an enemy whose hands are stained with blood. Han Fei did it out of good intentions. He was worried about accidentally injuring the middle-aged man.
Lifting off his bloody clothes, Han Fei grasped the handle of the knife, controlled the bright blade, and swung it down with all his strength!
The body of the statue was chopped off and turned into pieces, but what Han Fei didn't expect was that when the statue was broken, its face slowly twisted and looked at Han Fei with a strange smile.
The statue smiled?
His back suddenly felt relaxed. The middle-aged man wanted to see what the insect looked like, but when he turned around, he saw fragments of the statues all over the ground.
"The thing under the bed crawled up my back?"
"You've been carrying it for a long time, but you're safe now, probably..." Han Fei gently pressed the middle-aged man's back with the hand hidden by Da Ni, and he found that there were still some fragments of the statue that had penetrated into the man.
Rouzhong: "Be patient, it may hurt a little."
He took the death knife and dug out the last fragment, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a human face inside the wound on the middle-aged man's back!
"what?"
Opening the wound with a death knife, Han Fei saw a thumb-sized statue embedded in the middle-aged man's flesh and blood. When he dug out the thumb-sized statue, there was an even smaller statue underneath the wound!
All the statues had the same weird smile, embedded in the middle-aged man's body, looking directly at Han Fei.
"Provoke me? Provoke me in someone else's body?" Han Fei didn't know why the idol would target the middle-aged man. It might be because he is the weakest, or it might be because he has the worst luck. But no matter what the reason is, Han Fei
I will never tolerate such evil forces.
Asking the middle-aged man to cover his eyes, Han Fei took out the bloody paper man, and then let the paper man get into the wound.
"I will take out as many as you have inside. Anyway, it's not me who's in pain."
The smile on the statue's face that was originally embedded deep inside the middle-aged man's body froze.
Han Fei has already become a cruel person under the training of "Perfect Life". Not to mention the statue running into other people's bodies, even if it runs into his own body, he dares to do so.
Controlling the paper man, Han Fei took out two more idols from the middle-aged man's body.
The last statue was only as thick as chopsticks. The little ghost hiding in the statue was crushed to pieces by the bloody paper figurine. With a scream, a piece of paper and a hair fell out of the little ghost's body, as if it itself
It was all because of the resentment on the piece of paper and hair.
The bloody paper man handed the piece of paper to Han Fei. A name was written on the front of the piece of paper, and a way to die was written on the back. Will he die if he is dismembered?
Han Fei saw the way of death first, and there was a strong sense of resentment and curse in those words. Then he turned the paper and saw the name on the other side.
Two simple words, but he could no longer look away.
"Fu Sheng?"
Han Fei knew that the dead building contained memory fragments of the previous building director, but he never expected to find clues related to the previous building director in this way.
"Do all the ghosts in the statues guard a piece of paper?" The unlucky guy Han Fei killed first was also a ghost in the statues, but his heart was eaten by the paper man, and his whole body turned into shreds after death.
and fly ash, even if the piece of paper was hidden, it would be difficult for Han Fei to find it.
"Could this hair belong to Fu Sheng? Was his consciousness divided into countless parts and then put into the statue?"
The manager of the dead building should be Butterfly. From this point of view, the consciousness of the previous building director who stayed here must have encountered the poisonous hands of Butterfly.
"I think I may understand what the scariest thing in room 4144 is."
Han Fei looked at the words on the piece of paper. His name and hair were both the medium of the curse, and the words on the piece of paper were the curse itself.
There are countless death curses in the death building, and Han Fei now extremely suspects that those death curses may have been prepared for one person.
The previous building manager was at least forty years older than Han Fei and had owned the black box many years ago.
Although he failed, even if his consciousness was cut into countless parts, he still did not leave the card table and was able to arrange a backup plan. From this point alone, he was already very scary.
"If Butterfly really gets the memory fragments of the previous building director, then I will have another reason to kill it. The black box is in my mind and I must not let the second person know."
This chapter has been completed!