There is one biggest difference between the underground of the Death Building and the ground above, that is, there is a faint black mist floating in the floor, and every item here is stained with the air of death and emits a stench.
The lights in the four-story underground passage seemed to be broken, but it didn't seem too dark. There was a faint light coming from the cracks in the doors of the residents in the distance.
In the dark corridor, that little bit of light is the only thing that can make people feel at ease.
Han Fei held the boy's hand, and the two of them looked like enthusiastic passers-by helping a lost child to get home.
In fact, one hand is holding a hand, ready to draw a knife at any time, while the malice deep in the soul of the other is slowly pouring out.
Seeing Han Fei walking further and further away, the male students in the elevator followed him out with Yinghuo and Laisheng.
"Han Fei, wait for me!" the male students shouted from behind, but Han Fei seemed to be deliberately keeping a safe distance from them.
On the underground floor, white couplets are posted on both sides of the door of every house. On the door is a monster that looks like a child. He has an extremely innocent face and is wearing colorful clothes.
"Is there anything special near your home? There's no way we can look for it this way." Han Fei controlled his speed, neither getting too far away from the male students nor completely disappearing from their sight.
The boy lowered his head and thought for a long time before speaking: "My father and mother live at home... and there is a big wardrobe."
"Is it gone?" Han Fei was not really asking the boy. In fact, he had already discovered another use of the boy.
Stopping slowly, Han Fei saw a half-open door next to him. There were many similar rooms on the fourth floor underground. This seemed to be where the soul chasers lived.
"Do you think this is your home?" Opening the door, Han Fei gently pushed the boy into the house. After seeing that he didn't trigger anything, Han Fei entered.
The living room was neatly tidied, and there were fresh fruits on the coffee table, as if they were preparing to entertain some guests.
"How come the underground room is more normal than the room on the ground?" Perhaps because there are no ghosts, there is not even a trace of gloom in this room, and it looks just like a room in reality.
Looking at the brightly colored fruits on the coffee table, Han Fei slowly approached. This was the first time he saw real fruits in the deep world.
He stretched out his hand to pick it up, but before Han Fei's hand touched the fruit plate, the bright outer skin of the fruit began to peel off, and several bugs crawled out of it.
A bright and beautiful fruit plate is like a breeding ground for insects. It looks beautiful, but if you really get close, you may be bitten by poisonous insects.
As soon as he entered the house, the boy's expression became obviously different. He was hunched over habitually, as humble as a found dog.
As if he was afraid that he would step on dirty ground, the boy slowly approached the bedroom door along the corner.
He rubbed his hands on his clothes before he dared to grab the bedroom door handle and open the bedroom door.
The strong smell of perfume wafts from the house. The bedroom is large and luxuriously decorated. The most eye-catching thing is a large bed and a thickened wardrobe.
The large wardrobe is facing the bed, and you can clearly see everything on the bed while hiding in the wardrobe.
The boy's back was pressed against the door. He was a little afraid to enter the room, but Han Fei finally pushed him in.
"It seems to be just a very ordinary room?" Han Fei glanced around the room and stared at all the items in the room. There was a carpet on the floor, a large make-up mirror next to the bed, a projector beside the bed, and a miniature in the corner of the room.
Wine cabinet.
It can be seen that the young couple living here attach great importance to the quality of life. However, although they pay attention to the quality of life, it may be because their family is not rich, so they can only make their appearance more luxurious and upscale first.
While Han Fei was looking at the items in the house, the little boy walked to the closet, as if something in the closet was attracting him.
"Would you like to open it and take a look?" Han Fei encouraged, and the boy finally grabbed the closet door.
He slowly opened the closet with his little hands, and a pungent smell came out of the closet, directly overpowering the smell of perfume that filled the room.
A strange sound sounded in the closet, and after the faint black mist dissipated, Han Fei found a disfigured little boy locked in the closet.
The child was about the same age as the boy next to Han Fei, but his face was severely deformed, his hands and feet were swollen, and he couldn't climb out of the closet on his own strength.
Seeing this horrifying scene, Han Fei frowned and found several photos in the closet.
The boy in the first photo is very cute and normal, with curiosity and longing for everything in his eyes, and a sense of agility and beauty in his body.
There is still the same boy in the second photo, but his expression has become dull and he can't stop crying. Something seems to have been injected into his hands and feet. He seems more like an object than life.
The boy in the third photo is unrecognizable. His body and face have completely changed shape, and he has even stopped crying.
"How did such a cute boy turn into this step by step?"
Han Fei took out the bloody paper man from the inventory and wanted to rescue the boy from the closet, but as soon as he got close, the surface of the child's body began to crack, and black blood vessels wrapped around his heart like vines.
As soon as the child leaves the closet, those blood vessels will burst.
The boy's skin in the closet has become almost transparent, and you can clearly see that his body is not flesh and blood, but a nightmare that is slowly expanding.
Han Fei stopped where he was, not daring to move rashly, but the little boy next to him took the initiative to run over.
I don't know if he had good intentions or was intentional, but he reached out and tried to pull the boy out of the closet.
As a result, the black blood vessels exploded directly in the boy's body, and the originally ugly and deformed boy turned into a black memory.
That memory was entirely made up of his pain, twisting and intertwining itself, as if trying to merge into a nightmare.
This is a very rare situation where a child's nightmare explodes and is slowly absorbed into the wardrobe.
The stench emanating from the closet became even stronger, and all traces of the child's life had become part of the closet.
The boy didn't seem to expect such a thing to happen, he looked frightened.
"This child is so insidious." Han Fei failed to save the child, so he put away the three photos left by the child in the closet.
When a person is dead, his photo cannot be left in the place he hates the most.
When his finger touched the photo, a system prompt came to Han Fei's mind.
"Attention player No. 0000, you have successfully discovered one of the hidden quest items of the Death Curse quest: Butterfly's Twisted Hate."
"This photo contains the hatred of butterflies? Is that beast reproducing what happened to him on other children?"
After putting away the photos, Han Fei exited the room and looked at the rooms in the underground corridor, feeling suddenly shuddering.
He tried to open a door again. The architectural layout and furniture placement of all the rooms underground seemed to be exactly the same, as if they were formed based on the memory of the same person.
What shocked him even more was that there was also a huge wardrobe in the bedroom of this room.
Pushing open the cabinet door, a boy who had lost the ability to move was wearing a little girl's floral dress, and his face was completely deformed.
They have all lost normal consciousness, and even if they feel pain, they cannot express it clearly.
