"Night Barber Shop? The name of this shop doesn't feel very formal."
Looking at the broken hair on the floor, Han Fei didn't know where to step. This was definitely the dirtiest and messiest barber shop he had ever seen.
"Bang!"
After Han Fei entered the store, the man turned around and closed the rolling shutter door. In an instant, they were the only two people left in the room.
The cracked mirror reflected Han Fei's face, and the panic in his eyes almost overflowed.
The atmosphere in the room became increasingly depressing, and the middle-aged man did not hide his malice at all. He directly took a pair of scissors from the bar next to him.
"Young man, you often walk at night, but you can easily encounter ghosts." The sharp scissors made a clicking sound, and the middle-aged man exposed his arms. All the fingers on his hands were cut off, and then re-sewed with needles and threads.
I checked it again and it looked very strange.
"Thank you for saving me. Their family is really crazy. They are planning to cut off my limbs and let me stay in their home forever." Han Fei still didn't seem to realize the problem, his voice was filled with emotion.
A trace of gratitude, but at this time he still looked frightened.
"Their family is indeed crazy, but..." The man's head slowly twisted: "You can survive following them, but now you don't even have a chance to live."
There was a strange smile in his mouth, and the man's eyes were full of excitement and pride. He felt that he was very lucky: "The owner of this shop went to Animal Lane, and he needed a gatekeeper, so he made me a living person."
Doll. Look at the needlework on my arm, look at the knife marks on my arm, look at my face!"
The man became more and more excited. He grabbed the scissors and kept showing the scars on his body to Han Fei.
His skin was sewn together with fine needlework, making this middle-aged man feel like a rag doll sewn from human skin.
In the extreme torture, the man went crazy. He desperately wanted to vent the pain. He wanted to rehearse what he had experienced on Han Fei.
"I will make you look like the shop owner wants, and then let you replace me here. But don't worry, I am not as cruel as the shop owner. I will only break your chest and neck." The man said and moved toward Han Fei.
Come.
"Aren't you the store manager here?" The anxious expression on Han Fei's face slowly dissipated: "Anyone who can open a shop in a place like this is scary. I kind of want to meet him. Barber shops are a new industry.
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"Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid won't work here. Do you have any last words now?" The stitches on the man's face were about to burst, and his body was filled with blood-stained hair.
"The little thing looks quite unique." Han Fei pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger in order to prevent being attacked by the top hatred. After all, in the deep world, the roles of prey and hunter can change at any time.
But now that Han Fei is sure that the barber shop manager is no longer around, he doesn't need to continue acting.
Opening the spiritual altar, Han Fei let Cry and Yinglong walk out. The two resentments joined forces and beat the man until he was about to lose his soul.
"The manager of the Night Barber Shop went to Animal Alley. Maybe I can meet him again. I'll keep this human skin doll for now."
Han Fei picked up the man on the ground. The man's only yin energy was devoured by crying, leaving only a tattered skin.
"Touch the secrets deep in the soul."
Han Fei felt deep fear and uneasiness from the man. The fear hidden in his heart came from someone.
Since the upgrade of touching the secrets deep in the soul, the things Han Fei can feel have become more and more specific. He can even restore the person who has the deepest impression in his memory by touching the ghost's heart.
"Judging from the impression in the man's mind, the barber shop manager is very powerful and definitely not an ordinary grudge!"
It was easy for Han Fei and his neighbors to deal with ordinary grudges, but medium-level grudges would be a bit difficult. If you go all out, you can defeat them, but you can't kill them.
If you encounter top-notch grievances like Jin Sheng and Xiaoba, then you are lucky to be able to escape.
After folding and compacting the man's skin, Han Fei stuffed it into the altar, and then asked Yinglong to search the items in the store.
Yinglong has worked in a convenience store for a long time and has seen all kinds of good things. He has developed a keen eye and can find treasures that are difficult to notice with ordinary resentment.
"Manager, there is a lot of resentment left on the wigs in this barber shop."
Yinglong led Han Fei into the depths of the barber shop. After opening the bed, everyone was shocked.
Other barber shops shave customers' hair, but this shop shaves customers' heads directly.
The barber shop manager chopped off the heads of regret and resentment, and used their hatred and despair to warm the hair. Those hairs were filled with Yin Qi, like the toughest ropes.
"Will the Yin Qi in this hair be useful to you?"
"it works."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's run away after draining the yin energy! If we are going to be caught by the barber shop manager at this time, even if we don't do anything bad, we probably won't be able to explain it clearly."
There were human heads placed inside the barber shop. The expressions of those heads were very painful. Han Fei also helped them to escape.
There were so many yin energy and living corpses stored in a small barber shop. Han Fei never thought before he came that the barber shop manager seemed to be planning something big.
After swallowing the last trace of Yin Qi in the barber shop, Cry's body changed.
The child's cry rang in his ears, and all residual thoughts within ten meters of him were affected. Sadness, pain, despair, and countless negative emotions poured out from the bottom of his heart, beating his mind like a wave.
The air became extremely depressing, and all the happiness and happiness in the world seemed to disappear instantly. It was as if God pressed the switch that controlled human emotions at that moment, leaving only sorrow and despair in the hearts of everyone and ghosts.
Tears of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes. The thin crying man stretched out his hands, picked up the dilapidated altar that no one cared about, and took out a crumpled photo from the bottom of the altar.
A timid child can be vaguely seen in the photo, and next to him stands an adult whose face has been smeared off.
The Yin Qi solidified, almost turning into substance, and his eyes were bleeding and crying as he stared at the photo, looking at himself in the photo.
He reached out several times to destroy the photo, but it still couldn't do it now.
To Cry, the photo seemed to represent something in his memory. He thought that after he became stronger and more terrifying, he could destroy that thing, but it turned out that he still couldn't do it.
His nails dug into his skin. Despair and pain made him lose control. Sharp thorns began to appear on his thin body, like thorns.
Those spikes that are countless times sharper than knives are transformed from emotions of sadness and pain. Cry, who has swallowed a lot of yin energy, seems to have new abilities. Not only can he affect other people's emotions, but he can also express his own sadness.
And pain manifests itself in another form.
"The stronger the resentment, the stronger the pain and despair in their hearts will be?" Han Fei knew the experience of crying, and he felt sorry for this child.
Reaching out and gently grabbing the thorny arm, Han Fei squatted in front of the crying body: "Don't worry, you will be able to do what you want to do sooner or later, and we will always be with you."