Red blood covered his eye sockets, and Han Fei never figured out whether the real world was smeared red at that moment, or whether it was just the world in his own eyes that was solidified in blood.
As his consciousness fell, Han Fei could feel something approaching behind him, but he just couldn't turn his head and see the other person.
Despite trying his best, he could only vaguely see a bloody arm.
Singer, who was holding the old man's head, was still hiding in a building near the plastic surgery hospital. He was staring at Han Fei's back.
In addition to the singing, there is another blood-red thing wandering deep in the boundless city. It seems to be looking for small insects that destroy its own shrine.
Opening his eyes, a faint musty smell floated into his nose, and Han Fei appeared in Yimin Private Academy.
There was no system prompt in his ears, and Han Fei's heart slowly relaxed.
He was really afraid that as soon as he opened his eyes, the evil would cause him several more cursed states.
Opening the attribute panel, the negative curses have not increased, but the multiple mixed curses and blood debts have changed, and there is an additional sentence of "die to death" after the introduction of the curse.
It can be seen that the great sin really angered the Ineffable One.
"The reputation has increased to eighty-four, the great evil seems to have destroyed another shrine, the moral virtue has become ninety-six, and the distance to one hundred is only the last four points."
Han Fei looked at the growing numbers and slowly clasped his hands: "In two days, I should be able to get out of my near-death state."
The system once said that the mortality rate for level 15 players who built a shrine for themselves was 100%. It was definitely not trying to scare Han Fei.
If Han Fei didn't have the full help of his neighbors, it would be impossible for him to complete the upgrade of the shrine with only one drop of blood.
And this is only the first step in establishing a shrine. It is a threshold. Only when you cross this threshold can you be initially recognized.
Han Fei opened the door. Yinglong, Zhang Guanxing and Ying Yue holding the fish tank were standing guard at the door. They took turns guarding the door and have been there since Han Fei went offline until now.
"Manager, the school is no longer safe." Yinglong saw Han Fei coming out and greeted him immediately. His expression was not very good.
"Did the ghost from the plastic surgery hospital break in?"
"We found a broken life rope near the school, and also saw some strange things coming from other areas." Yinglong recalled the scene he saw last night: "At first we thought they were just some lonely ghosts, but as we deepened
After contact, I found that they are completely different from normal ghosts. Their bodies, facial features, and even their souls and consciousness have been manipulated."
"Have you tampered with anything?"
"It feels like using a knife on people's souls, carving living people into evil shapes, completely releasing their despair and madness." Yinglong said with a gloomy face: "There are no traces of human beings on those guys. Maybe they can be used
It’s more appropriate to call them monsters.”
While Yinglong was talking, Ying Yue next to her suddenly tugged on Han Fei's clothes and kept making gestures with her hands.
After watching for a long time, Han Fei finally figured out what Ying Yue meant: "You want to say that the previous building manager also has similar abilities?"
It also carves souls and changes the shape of living people, but the previous building director used this ability to seal obsession and pain.
He had used similar abilities on Meng Shi, Ying Yue and others in Xingfu Community to block the hatred, pain and unbearable memories in everyone's hearts and forcibly peel them away.
Just like Meng Shi, the old lady has been living in false memories, thinking that neither she nor her grandson is dead.
Han Fei had tried to tell the old man that she was dead before, but the pain in the old lady's heart was touched, and a ferocious monster appeared in the back of her head.
"The monster you saw most likely came from the area of the plastic surgery hospital. Does the previous building manager have the ability to hate the plastic surgery hospital?" Han Fei suddenly thought of another thing. He searched for things related to the plastic surgery hospital in reality.
When I was messaging, I discovered something very strange. The chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical often visited the plastic surgery hospital run by his family.
"Normal plastic surgery is to change the appearance, but the plastic surgery done by Fu Sheng and those monsters in the deep world is to change the soul." Han Fei remembered a rumor on the Internet that Yongsheng Pharmaceutical was a cutting-edge company in the exploration and research of cranial nerves and brain areas. The company they opened
Plastic surgery hospitals even provide services to change a person's personality, so that an ordinary person can have a strong psychological quality and various traits that are conducive to success.
Of course, this is just a rumor. The hospital has now been closed down and all evidence has been destroyed.
"It seems that there is some kind of connection between Fu Sheng and the plastic surgery hospital, otherwise the singing would not have entered the area of the plastic surgery hospital and kept hinting something to me."
Ying Yue didn't know much about the previous building manager Fu Sheng, so Han Fei turned to look at the room where Jin Sheng was.
Fu Sheng used to be a teacher at Yimin Private College, and Jin Sheng was another of his experiments. Unfortunately, Fu Sheng did not successfully help Jin Sheng recover, but instead caused Jin Sheng to be trapped in despair, sinking deeper and deeper into despair.
Han Fei tried calling Jin Sheng's name, but there was no response.
The curse Jin Sheng left on Han Fei seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and now he was in some kind of deep sleep.
"If Jin Sheng cannot wake up, then Yimin Private College is indeed unsafe."
After thinking for a moment, Han Fei walked into a classroom in the teaching building. Before leaving Yimin Private Academy, he had one more thing to do.
"spiritualism!"
He read Huang Ying's name to the torn ghost gate, and in the sea of blood, a bloody koi fished upstream and jumped out of the sea.
Tables and chairs were knocked down, and a man wearing ultra-rare hidden clothing quietly appeared.
Compared with the previous times, Huang Ying's temperament has obviously changed, and he feels a bit like the first person in the world.
"Brother Huang, you seem to have become stronger." Han Fei patted Huang Ying's shoulder lightly and took a look at Huang Ying's attributes.
Now that Huang Ying has reached level 19, and with the A-level talent Nightmare, he will learn brain-related skills very quickly. At this time, he has fully upgraded the blood doctor's various abilities and has a certain combat effectiveness.
Even in the deep world, he can escape from the hands of low-level regrets. However, if he encounters resentment, he may still be in trouble. After all, most resentments already have their own special abilities.
"Why do I still shiver involuntarily when I see you even though I have already reached level 19?" Huang Ying was a little helpless. He felt that he was no different in front of Han Fei than when he was at level 1.
"You have worked very hard." After looking at Huang Ying's attribute panel, Han Fei comforted him.
Players in the shallow world have no way to compare with Han Fei. He has two hidden professions, a lot of titles and passive abilities. Although Han Fei's level is lower than Huang Ying's, his attributes are much better than Huang Ying's.
Another point is that the deep world is like purgatory, and those who can survive in this place have been horribly tempered.
Not to mention humans, Huang Ying couldn't even defeat Han Fei's pet villain.
"Get your things ready to go back. The security guard will probably patrol here soon."
As soon as Han Fei said these words, Huang Ying immediately fired up and kept putting items into the storage bag. He didn't dare to waste a second. He seemed to be stunned and kept mumbling something.
Seeing Huang Ying's nervous look, Han Fei shook his head. Who would have thought that the number one person in the shallow world would be so afraid of a security guard from a private college.
After expanding the storage bag, the items Huang Ying moved this time were enough for him to use for a while.
Using Soul Resurrection to send Huang Ying away, Han Fei locked the classroom door. Accompanied by Ying Yue and Ying Long, he completed another reserved G-level task and rushed to the death building.
The black mist dissipated, and Han Fei occasionally saw broken life ropes while walking on the cursed ground.
The monsters who ran out of the plastic surgery hospital were slowly approaching the death building. However, they were still unable to determine Butterfly's condition, so they did not act rashly.
"The monsters in the deep world cannot be completely cleared away. As long as the night does not dissipate, no place can be considered a safe zone."
Han Fei finally cleared the dead building area, and now new ghosts have appeared, just a few days apart.
"How did you come?"
A man's voice came from the corner of the corridor, and the businessman limped over. After learning about his mother's condition through Han Fei, his attitude toward Han Fei improved a lot.
"Are you helping the security guard on duty?" Han Fei and the businessman were strangers to each other, at least that's what he thought.
"No...I'm here to pick up money." After the businessman said that, he picked up the cursed paper money on the ground and stuffed it into the wooden box behind him like a treasure.
On the night of the soul rebirth, the singing destroyed the other three buildings in the dead building community, and a lot of paper money was scattered among the dangerous buildings.
"Then go about your business and pay attention to your safety."
"By the way." When the businessman walked to Han Fei, he suddenly stopped. He rummaged through the wooden box and found a soul bell full of cracks: "After the butterfly died, most of the soul bells exploded, but this bell did not.
Completely broken. You seem to like collecting cursed objects, so this soul bell is a thank you gift for saving my life."
Putting the soul bell in front of Han Fei, the businessman took out a lot of paper figurines from the wooden box: "I remember you seem to have a red paper figurine, which is somewhat similar to the paper figurine in the dead building. These
I picked up a lot of paper figurine fragments, they contain curses and other things, they should be useful to you."
The merchant was indeed a merchant, and the things he sent were very to Han Fei's liking.
"Thank you." Han Fei felt that he should focus on cultivating businessmen. After all, how could a perfect game lack such a key role as businessmen?
"It should, it should." Dragging the wooden box, the businessman ran into the destroyed Building No. 1 and continued to collect his paper money.
Picking up the soul bell on the ground, a system prompt appeared in Han Fei's mind.
"Attention players numbered 0000! The group favorability of the owner of the dead building has exceeded ten, and you will receive a daily random reward - the soul-inducing bell."
"The soul-attracting bell (incomplete F-level cursed object): one of the items required for the soul-calling ceremony. When key information such as birth date and photo is missing, it can also greatly increase the probability of successful soul-calling."
"Attention, player number 0000! You have been rewarded by the merchant - a large number of paper figurine fragments."
"A large number of paper figurine fragments (F-level cursed material): paper figurine fragments soaked with death and curses. They can help you repair specific cursed items."
After reading the system prompts, Han Fei paid more attention to the businessman. With so many owners in the building, the businessman was the only one with a keen mind who discovered what Han Fei really needed.
He appears to be very greedy for money, but is actually very shrewd.
"I almost missed another talent. Maybe he can be put in charge of Yimin Convenience Store in the future and open stores all over the deep world."
Han Fei didn't waste any time. He found a safe room, released the bloody paper man first, and then fed the pieces of the paper man in the dead building piece by piece.
After absorbing all the paper figurine fragments, the body of the bloody paper figurine slowly grew, as if it were the real Xu Qin.
"Waiting paper man?"
Han Fei had only seen life-size pillows before, but this was his first time owning such a life-size paper figurine.
"Attention, player number 0000! The cursed object you own has been repaired!"
"The Cursed Paper Man (Grade F): Its eyes are filled with the most vicious curse, and its body is soaked with the coldest will of death. It should have been buried forever, but the person who loves you best gave it
New life."
F-level cursed objects are completely different from G-level ones. Just putting them there will make people afraid to approach them.
"What does this system introduction mean? Is it true that only the people who love you the most can give life to paper dolls?"
Han Fei was about to put away the paper man. When his hand touched the other person, the paper man's eyes opened. At that moment, it was as if Xu Qin was staring at him.
"The paper man's body has the same blood as Xu Qin's. It feels like Xu Qin can see me through the paper man's eyes."
After putting away the paper figures, Han Fei was ready to do the last thing tonight.
He found Feng Ziyu, arranged some things, and then took Ying Yue to the top floor of the dead building.
Han Fei is planning to summon the soul again tonight. He knows that the soul-resurrection has already been used, but if he summons the soul again now, it means that he has never thought about letting the other party go back.
"The more psychic players in the shallow world are, the easier it is to be summoned. But it doesn't matter, not this time, there will be another time. They are staring at me all the time in reality, so I will watch every night in the deep world
Hold them."
After Han Fei knew what Liu Guang and those people had done, he had already figured out how to deal with it.
Recalling all the information provided by Jin Jun in his mind, Han Fei first used his only active attack ability - curse.
"You will be wrapped in Yin energy tonight, and when you open your eyes, you will see another world."
"You are afraid, you are timid and weak, you are bullied by hundreds of ghosts, and you will never be able to escape."
The soul bell in his hand began to shake. Han Fei stared at the blood-red attribute panel and whispered two words.
"spiritualism!"
The gate of hell was torn apart by the sea of blood, and ghost faces were suspended above the sea. Han Fei recalled the portrait in a certain photo provided by Jin Jun, and read out a name in a cold voice.
The soul bell jingled, a floating corpse in the sea of blood turned over, and a small maggot was penetrated by blood threads.
The ghost door closed, and there was another person in the toilet in front of Han Fei.
The man had just torn off his clothes, his face was red, and he was shouting the name of the game guide NPC, like a pig in heat.
"Did you make it?"
Putting away the soul bell, Han Fei covered Ying Yue's eyes, picked her up and turned to leave.
Blood began to spread on the floor, and shadow after shadow entered the room.