In the dark underground warehouse, next to the drilled-out wall, Han Fei held a candle and looked toward the water with the help of dim light.
Photos floated on the turbid well water, and human faces were crowded under the turbid water. A pair of eyes stared at the firelight, and their mouths opened and closed like fish starved of oxygen.
With his arms frozen in the air, Han Fei could feel a very dangerous aura. If he didn't pay attention, he might be dragged directly into the well.
The finger holding the candle moved back little by little, and the face in the well was staring at the firelight. When the candle was about to move away from the water, something suddenly jumped up under the turbid water!
Cold water splashed everywhere, and Han Fei decisively let go and backed away.
The lighted candle fell into the water and the flame went out instantly.
Han Fei looked at the well with lingering fear. There was a candle floating on the turbid water, and all the faces were missing.
"The photo is right in front of me, but I can't get it."
Han Fei wanted to search for suitable tools in the warehouse, but turned around and found that the black cloth covering the shrine had fallen to the ground at some point. The dark shrine looked like a silent person standing on the other side of the shelf.
The temperature in the underground warehouse has dropped to a level that is unbearable for ordinary people, and the cracks on the landlord's ring are gradually expanding.
"Why did the black cloth fall down? Is there anyone else in the warehouse?"
Scanning the rows of shelves, the surroundings were so quiet that it was disconcerting.
Han Fei put the tool hammer next to the shrine into his pocket. He tried to turn on the light in the underground warehouse, but the light bulb above his head only flashed a few times and went out.
"It's almost midnight. It will be more dangerous here in the second half of the night. I must make a quick decision."
Han Fei remembered that the last time he used fishing line to hook a photo, the line was pulled away directly. This time he learned the lesson from last time and chose a hemp rope.
A hook was hung on one end of the rope, and Han Fei tied it directly to the shrine and shelf on the other end.
If something in the well drags the rope down the well, the shrine will also be dragged and eventually get stuck at the entrance of the hole.
"It should be fine this time."
The lights in the underground warehouse could not start normally, so Han Fei had to light two more candles.
Put one outside the hole and hold the other in your hand.
Taking a deep breath, Han Fei held the candle in one hand and the rope in the other, slowly approaching the cave entrance.
The temperature in the underground warehouse was still getting lower, and Han Fei felt the coldness spreading upward from his feet, as if it was about to freeze his heart.
Slowly squatting down, Han Fei stared at the turbid water. He slowly shook the hook lock in his hand and pointed at the photo.
After adjusting his breathing, Han Fei moved his body forward little by little. After extending his arms into the hole, he threw the lit candle to the left side of the well, and then quickly threw out the rope.
The firelight swayed above the water, reflecting the faces below the water. When the candle touched the water, Han Fei's rope also caught the photo.
The face's eyes were all attracted by the flames, and Han Fei took this opportunity to use both hands to pull the rope outwards.
The upper part of the photo was taken out of the water by a rope, but at this moment, Han Fei saw a white, swollen hand that had been soaked and grabbed the rope!
The indescribable force dragged Han Fei and the rope towards the well mouth. He moved his body forward. Han Fei glanced into the well. There were human heads hanging on the ropes that fell into the well. They were all biting the ropes, their faces were distorted, and their eyes were filled with tears.
Full of hatred.
The shelves were dragged forward, but the shrine stood in place, motionless. The hemp rope tightened instantly, and the people in the well seemed to be dragging the people outside in no matter what!
"Snapped!"
The finger-thick hemp rope was cut in the middle!
The part that fell into the well water disappeared without a trace, and the half of the hemp rope tied to the shrine was hung at the entrance of the hole and fell vertically, about a few centimeters away from the water.
"The water in the well was full of sacrificed people, and all their hatred and hatred were deposited in this well."
Maybe the well at the beginning was just a little bit special, but as more and more "important items" fell into the well, the power of this well became stronger and stronger, reflecting the evil and endless greed in people's hearts.
Created this monster.
Standing between the well and the shrine, Han Fei's eyes moved slowly: "Could the so-called gods be 'created' like this?"
With doubts, Han Fei looked at the black shrine. He was surprised to find that the small door on the shrine was opened a gap, as if an eye was looking at him in the shrine!
With a very ominous premonition in his heart, Han Fei picked up the black cloth on the ground and tried to cover the shrine again, but at this moment, a system prompt came in his mind.
"Attention player No. 0000! You have triggered the random shrine mission Wishing Well."
"Wishing Well: There is such a well in legend. As long as you throw your important things into the well, you can get corresponding rewards. But all the items thrown into the well can no longer be redeemed, so this well is
There is another name in the legend called regret."
"Task requirements: You cannot go back on the choices you make, but you can do your best to make up for your mistakes. If you want to get back the things in the well, then use yourself in exchange. Please jump into the wishing well before midnight and take out any three items
.”
When he heard the mission prompt, Han Fei's eyelids jumped several times in succession. He was sure that he heard correctly.
"Let me jump in?"
Pursing his dry lips, Han Fei took out his phone and looked at the time. It was now 11:50 pm, and there were only ten minutes left before midnight.
The crack in the door of the shrine is still slowly widening, as if the contents of the shrine will come out in the middle of the night, and the temperature in the underground warehouse is already ridiculously low.
Opening the properties panel, Han Fei read every word in the mission information carefully: "You really want me to jump into a well? If you throw a rope in, the ghost will break it. Can I still come up if I jump down?"
There were human faces under the water. When the rope was lowered just now, there were countless heads biting on them. If Han Fei jumped down by himself, those heads might bite his body.
"Does the system think that I live too long and wants to send me away directly?"
Shaking his head, Han Fei would rather fail the mission than jump into the well: "It's too dangerous. I'd better think of other ways."
Time passed by, and Han Fei tried many methods but could not take out the photo. What was worse was that he found that the water in the well seemed to be slowly rising.
The human face hidden in the turbid well water seems to be trying to crawl out.
"Try one last time. If it still doesn't work, you can only leave temporarily."
Han Fei glanced at the small door on the shrine. Every time he entered the underground warehouse after midnight, something bad would happen. The first time he was trapped in the warehouse, and the second time he fell into the hallucination of the owner of the shrine.
After finding a climbing rope and a safety lock for bungee jumping, Han Fei fixed it on the shrine. He was about to throw the climbing rope into the well when a "ding-dong", "ding-dong" sound suddenly came from above his head.
"Someone has entered the store? Is it the store owner?"
Putting a black cloth on the shrine, Han Fei quickly put the shelves back into place. He wasted no time and ran to the escalator, but when he went to push the baffle, he found that the baffle could not be pushed open!
"broken!"
It was not midnight, but an accident still occurred. The only exit of the underground warehouse was sealed.
"What should I do?" Han Fei suddenly had several ideas in his mind. He ran to the middle of the shelf and pretended to sort the goods, or pretended to be unconscious and said that someone had attacked him. If he was more aggressive, he could ambush underground and sneak into the store.
people.
Footsteps were heard from the thrift store overhead, and the other party had already entered the store.
Han Fei listened carefully. After his footsteps stopped at the counter for a moment, he walked directly towards the entrance of the underground warehouse.
Holding his breath, Han Fei quietly took out the life-saving knife, but at this moment, the ding-dong, ding-dong sound sounded again.
Another person entered the store!
If there is only one person, Han Fei can still make a sneak attack, but if there are two people, he can only retreat first and make a decision based on the situation.
"Are you sure there are other outsiders entering the shrine world?" The footsteps disappeared, and the two people who entered the store stood near the barrier and started talking.
"Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers cannot be contacted, and Six Fingers also disappeared suddenly. The memory fragments in this shrine world are indeed capable of killing them, but they will definitely leave messages as agreed before they die. It is impossible to live like this without seeing anyone.
, dead without a corpse.”
"We have been exploring this world for almost ten years, but we still haven't fully understood it. I think the disappearance of the three of them has little to do with outsiders. It is probably because someone touched a key memory node..."
"Five fingers, I didn't call you here to hear you refute me." There was a hint of impatience in the cold voice, which was the same tone as the chef Han Fei had seen before.
"Others have found Pei Yang, and I feel that Pei Yang is the real sacrifice. I advise you to follow the process honestly and don't open the shrine in advance and ruin the ceremony." Another person did not let the chef go at all.
Take these words to heart: "Don't forget what's going on outside now. There are new unspeakable things in the deep world. We have no chance to continue trying. We must be cautious in everything."
"I will not touch the shrine. I am here just to catch the diner. Compared to Pei Yang, I think he is more likely to be the final sacrifice."
As soon as the words fell, the baffles of the underground warehouse began to twist, and the cold breath surged towards the surroundings.
"Bang!"
The closed baffle was opened by an external force, and the biting cold rushed out from the underground warehouse.
"Five Fingers, after I use my ability, I will be squeezed out of the shrine world. Then you will help me deliver that person to Ten Fingers. Even if he is not the final sacrifice, you must find out why he appears here.
In the shrine." The chef stepped on the escalator and entered the underground warehouse. The four human head tattoos on his neck came to life, swimming under his skin like black fish.
"There are so many people in this memory world. It's normal to see one or two of them once in a while." A dwarf followed the chef. He was dressed like a primary school student, but when he opened his mouth, he was filled with vicissitudes of life.
"I have smelled countless 'meats', so I can tell you with certainty that the smell on that person is very special!" The chef scanned the rows of shelves: "Don't be careless, there is a smell of meat lingering in the air. He
It should still be in the warehouse."
"Even if you die here, your soul will not be harmed. I don't understand why you are worried?" The dwarf jumped off the escalator, and the skin under his clothes was almost covered with human face tattoos: "Looking at the good relationship between us.
For your sake, I can help you, but next time if you are cooking, can you let me play with the ingredients first?"
"Don't disturb me." The chef closed his eyes, his nose twitched, smelling the smell of meat remaining in the air.
He slowly turned around and said to the dwarf who had not yet walked down the escalator: "The smell seems to be coming from here?"
Opening his eyes, the chef saw a figure standing on the shelf behind the escalator. He was wearing a ferocious animal face mask and holding a bladeless knife in his hand.
"careful!"
He warned loudly, but it was still a step too late. Han Fei, who was well prepared, had already stabbed the dwarf in the back with his knife!
Bright light penetrated the dwarf's body, and before his hands could even touch the tattoos on his skin, his entire torso was cut in half!
The cracked mouth slowly opened wide, and the dwarf felt his memory and soul burning at the same time.
"He, he can hurt us beyond our memories..."
The short body fell from the escalator and disappeared before it hit the ground.
The dwarf's screams still echoed in the underground warehouse, but neither Han Fei nor the chef paid attention to him.
After succeeding in the attack, Han Fei immediately launched an attack on the chef. The Purana Knife could damage the body of Shi Zhi in the memory world of the shrine. This was a secret that must not be exposed, and it was also his only trump card against Shi Zhi.
"There is indeed something wrong with you!" The chef screamed, a human face on his arm shattered into countless blood beads, and a steady stream of Yin Qi poured into his body.
Han Fei's reaction was already very fast, but his blade still couldn't touch the chef.
In fact, Han Fei also thought that he would meet the person with ten fingers, but he did not expect that the other party would come together.
"You also killed Six Fingers and Seven Fingers, right?" The chef's arms began to bleed, his skin continued to fester, and he began to forcibly absorb the Yin Qi in the memory world.
"Guess?" Han Fei stepped back and quietly hid the paper man in his arms on the side of the shelf.
"Catch you and all problems will be solved." The aura exuding from the chef has gone beyond ordinary resentment.
"I heard that as long as you use abilities that do not belong to the memory world, you will be excluded from this world. Let me calculate how much time you have?" The animal face mask that Han Fei obtained from the Animal Alley can block the perception of the outside world.
His own shrine ability still hides the soul breath, but even so, the chef still smelled a hint of meat. The other party's special ability should be related to improving the five senses.
"It seems that you know a lot. In order to prevent you from affecting Shizhi's plan, I have no choice but to kill you." The chef took a step forward and appeared in front of Han Fei the next moment: "I will do it first.
I’ll kill you once here, and then kill you a second time outside, leaving you torn to pieces.”
The skin on his body began to dissolve, and every inch of flesh and blood was filled with resentment. Just a casual punch put a lot of pressure on Han Fei.
He swung the knife upward, but before Han Fei's blade touched the chef, the flesh and blood on the chef's arm had separated and wrapped around Han Fei's body like tentacles.
"No matter how sharp your knife is, if it can't cut anyone, it's just a piece of scrap metal."
Swinging his arms, Han Fei's body was hit hard on the ground. Their strength and speed were greatly different. Han Fei was no match for the chef in the open space.
After touching the human head tattoo with ten fingers, part of one's own power will be released, and this power will continue to increase until it is squeezed out of the shrine's memory world.
"You can't push it back."
Getting up from the ground, Han Fei stumbled and ran towards the depths of the warehouse.
Being knocked down and thrown away again and again, Han Fei gradually became weak and he seemed unable to stand firm.
"Such a weird soul has only this little strength? Fortunately, I have hidden some of my abilities." The chef grabbed Han Fei's neck and knocked him against the last row of shelves: "You can't escape."
The chef pulled out a knife made of blood and resentment from his own flesh: "I will cut your body open bit by bit to see what color your heart is."
"Only animals are curious about the color of people's hearts." Han Fei's voice came out from under the mask, and he was already speechless.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." The angry chef grabbed Han Fei's neck and smashed him against the shelf again and again.
Han Fei seemed to have completely lost the ability to resist. He was injured in many places on his body, and his fingers could not even hold the death knife tightly.
The chef, who had completely gained the upper hand, laughed. He looked at Han Fei as if he was appreciating a rare ingredient.
"I already know your appearance. After leaving this memory world, you will also die. You can't escape."
The knife made of blood slowly rose, and the chef stabbed Han Fei in the chest.
With his life hanging by a thread, Han Fei seemed to use his last strength to raise the knife to block it, but the chef was well prepared and easily avoided the blade.
"Are you unwilling to let go of that knife even to the death? In that case, I will cut off your hand!"
The night was long and full of dreams, and the chef no longer hesitated. But just when his knife was about to fall on Han Fei, the dying Han Fei suddenly kicked the shelf that was tilted.
The shelves filled with various items fell forward, and the chef's view was temporarily blocked. He was afraid that Han Fei had other trump cards, so he continued to stab downwards regardless.
This time Han Fei didn't dodge, he firmly grabbed the chef's arm and jumped back as hard as he could!
"Isn't there a wall behind it?"
The dark hole appeared in front of him, and by the time the chef reacted, Han Fei had already dragged half of his body and jumped into the well water.
Water splashes everywhere, burning the skin like flowing flames.
The pain was heartbreaking. Han Fei gritted his teeth and used the secret to touch the depths of his soul to hold on to the chef.
The professional talent of Midnight Butcher was triggered, and after Han Fei's blood volume dropped to the dangerous level, his body's various data began to double.
"Come down here!"
The zero o'clock bell echoed in the shopping mall. The chef was caught off guard and fell into the deep well with Han Fei.
This chapter has been completed!