Chapter 468 The Hidden Occupation That Ordinary People Can't Control (6000)
Ever since Han Fei came to this department store, one of the two night shift security guards has disappeared, and the other has died mysteriously. His colleagues around him have either been hospitalized or been kidnapped. Basically everyone who has spoken to him has had problems to one degree or another.
"When I first arrived at the mall, I still had a companion with whom I could communicate. In the past few days, I was the only one left in the mall. I don't know if it's because I'm lucky or because they're unlucky."
Stopping in the center of the mall hall, Han Fei looked up and saw advertising ribbons hanging from high places. There was no wind in the mall, but they were twisting in the darkness.
"Their deformed appearance is very much like this world."
Picking up the bag, Han Fei walked up the elevator level by level. Every time he reached a floor, the temperature on the entire floor dropped, as if something in the dark was awakened.
Of course Han Fei himself does not have such great "charm". The problem lies in the photos in his bag.
"It seems that it was no accident that the store owner built the shrine at the bottom of the mall. He probably wanted to use the shrine to calm the people he killed."
Arriving on the third floor, Han Fei noticed something unusual the moment he stepped out of the elevator.
The models in all the shops stood facing him, and there seemed to be countless eyes looking at him in the darkness.
"A good actor will become the center of attention wherever he goes." Han Fei put on the uniform that had been soaked in well water again. Although the well water full of resentment would bring him pain, it could also prevent ghosts from approaching.
Quickening his pace, Han Fei walked towards the store where the woman had appeared in his memory. He was halfway there when he suddenly found someone standing in the aisle opposite him.
The man kept the same speed as him, with his back stooped and his body extremely uncoordinated. It felt very strange to look at him.
"Peace is the most important thing. I won't provoke you. I hope you won't come to trouble me either."
Han Fei walked through the first store. In addition to his own figure on the window glass, there was also a walking figure in red clothes behind him.
In the dark shopping mall aisle, a man wearing bright red clothes quietly followed behind him.
In such a weird scene, Han Fei felt there was no need to look back. Many people had followed him before, but none of them ever returned home.
"There are only dummies in shops No. 1 and 2. Shop No. 3 is where Oriole got into trouble. The last time the shopping mall owner's wife was trying on clothes in the women's clothing store No. 4."
Han Fei only worked in the mall for a short period of time, but he remembered the locations of all the stores in the mall.
Pushing open the door of the No. 4 women's clothing store, there is a faint smell of perfume in the air. This store is considered the most high-end women's clothing store on the third floor. Even if the woman has passed away, her appreciation level is still very high. From this, it can be indirectly inferred that the other party is at least
There is still a trace of memory from his lifetime.
What Han Fei has to do now is to use the skirt in his hand to germinate the seeds of memory in the woman's mind and bloom the flower of humanity again.
When they found Han Fei entering the store, the people in red clothes following him and the figures on the other side of the corridor all stopped in place.
It’s clear who is the most terrifying being on the third floor.
There was a rustling sound in the artistically decorated store. It didn't sound like changing clothes at all, but it seemed like someone was scratching the skin.
Following the sound, Han Fei found that the curtains of all the fitting rooms in the store were moving, as if there were people hiding in each compartment.
"Compared to the last time I came in, this store seems to be even more gloomy. It seems that those who died in vain in the mall will become more and more crazy as time goes by."
The things fished out from the well were what Han Fei relied on, so he boldly entered the store.
Holding the bag tightly with his fingers, Han Fei first looked at the huge fitting mirror outside the fitting room.
The dark night is like ink flowing on the mirror surface, with a strong sense of uneasiness.
Han Fei in the mirror turned into a blurry shadow, and he was even a little unsure whether the person in the mirror was himself.
"I seem to have never looked in the mirror since I entered the world of memory. Every time I pass by the mirror, I always feel that the person in the mirror is not me. When I want to see the face in the mirror clearly, I feel
That face was extremely unfamiliar and blurry."
Han Fei felt as if he had forgotten something: "Why do I care so much about the mirror?"
The longer he lives in the shrine memory world, the easier it is to be assimilated into this world and become part of the shrine world. However, Han Fei seems not to be affected by this world, and all his memories have not been lost.
It felt as if there was another person who helped him bear the curse of the shrine world and silently endured all the negative states for Han Fei.
With his eyes fixed on the mirror, Han Fei walked towards the mirror step by step, but as he approached, the mirror suddenly made a crisp sound and cracks appeared on it.
The marks were like scars, and what was even weirder was that blood was still leaking out of the cracks.
Touching the blood flowing out of the mirror with his fingers, Han Fei vaguely remembered something: "Besides me and Ten Fingers, there should be an outsider, but I can't remember his appearance."
There were more and more cracks on the mirror, and Han Fei in the mirror was torn apart. When the mirror was about to be completely broken, Han Fei in the mirror raised his hand.
Han Fei kept his original posture and stood there without moving. He was soaked in blood in the mirror and tried hard to write something on the broken mirror.
But what he did seemed to break some rules. The moment his fingers touched the mirror, the fitting mirror completely shattered.
The lenses were flying like a rain of glass.
The loud cracking noise officially broke the calm night of the shopping mall, and the gloomy air floated out from the corner, condensing into frost flowers on the windows of the women's clothing store.
The curtain on the door of the fitting room stopped swinging. In this extremely oppressive silence, a hand opened the curtain of the fitting room.
The blood from the scar dyed the blue skirt on her body red, and her black hair fell down to her waist, as if trying to block the piercing wound on her chest and abdomen.
There are pieces of clothing under the woman's feet, each piece of clothing is extremely delicate, but none of them are what she wants.
Moving forward, the clothes stained with her blood were all cursed by some kind, just like the people lying on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the woman had stopped in front of Han Fei, her lowered head slowly raised, and with the horrifying sound of bones twisting, her scarlet eyes looked at Han Fei through the gap in her black hair.
"I found your skirt for you."
Taking out the red dress from the bag, Han Feibi pointed at the woman's shoulder: "This is the most suitable dress for you in the world, and it is also the best thing the world owes you."
After taking the red dress out of the bag, an indescribable terrifying aura began to spread in the women's clothing store, as if there was no end, first sweeping across the third floor, and then crashing directly into the ground.
Pushing aside the woman's black hair, Han Fei saw a face twisted with hatred. The face was extremely terrifying and horrifying, but there was no trace of disgust or disgust in Han Fei's eyes, only regret.
"The person who pushed you down the well became the most respected boss in Shahe. He stepped on the corpses, but he regarded himself as a philanthropist." Han Fei handed the red dress to the woman: "This world where black and white are upside down needs
Let's correct it together. You should know better than me what is right and what is wrong."
After the red skirt approached the woman, a line covered with strange symbols appeared on the hem of the skirt. The line penetrated the wound on the woman's chest and abdomen, and was directly intertwined with her soul.
If the red dress is not taken back, the woman will be bound to the well and the shrine, and will never be reincarnated.
All those who were pushed into the well had their souls clearly marked with a price and became the private property of the shrine. Only by entering the well and taking out the items they left in the well can they find their freedom.
In fact, even if you do this, you can't completely get rid of the constraints, and you will still be affected by the shrine.
Once a transaction is completed, it cannot be changed unless someone destroys the shrine and starts over.
The red dress was elegant and delicate, but there was still a well of resentment on it.
When Han Fei took out the skirt, the woman and all the alienated clothes in the store stopped in place.
Water drops dripped, and the woman's hands slowly moved away from the wounds on her chest and abdomen, and she took the skirt handed by Han Fei.
The well water felt like poisonous needles piercing her skin, but she didn't care at all. Her pale arms grasped the skirt and trembled violently. A crazy smile gradually appeared on her face twisted by hatred.
The blue clothes on his body were washed away by blood. Han Fei immediately looked away. After a few seconds, the landlord's ring suddenly issued a warning. When Han Fei looked back, there was a man nearly three meters tall with black hair covering the ground.
A woman wearing a strange red dress stood in front of him.
The dark red skirt covered the wounds on the woman's chest and abdomen. She matched the skirt extremely well, as if the skirt was made just for her to wear.
All the blood stains were branded on the skirt, becoming a cruel decoration. The woman was frantically absorbing the yin energy in the entire shopping mall. Her skin and face slowly returned to normal, and there was a glimmer of light in her scarlet eyes.
It is difficult to divide the strength of people and ghosts in the memory world according to the standards of the deep world. Han Fei can only roughly speculate on their strength based on their degree of alienation.
If the six-fingered child is used as a reference, then the woman in front of him who is nearly three meters tall is at least ten times stronger than the other person.
Bearing the huge pressure brought by the woman, Han Fei silently waited for the other party to vent his anger.
He had a good idea, but he obviously underestimated the hatred accumulated by women over the years, and even more underestimated the evil energy contained in the mall itself.
"Snapped!"
The window glass shattered, and Han Fei glanced outside the store.
Just one glance made him break out in cold sweat.
In the dark mall, figures wearing blood-stained clothes walked out of the depths of the store. They stood at the edge of the aisles on each floor, staring at the open space in the middle of the mall.
"What do they want?"
Han Fei's doubts were quickly answered when the nearly three-meter-tall woman walked past him and stepped on the guardrail of the third floor.
The tall ghost glanced condescendingly at Han Fei, with a cruel and sad smile on her face.
The red skirt fell down, and then the woman jumped down, and what happened next made Han Fei, a well-informed person, feel his scalp numb.
The figures staying on the edge of the aisle on each floor are like fallen leaves in autumn, jumping down one after another!
It fell silently, leaving only blooming blood flowers on the ground.
The woman stood in the sea of flowers, madly absorbing all the hate and pain.
The jumping people are like rain. The shopping mall has been shrouded in dark clouds for too long. This rain of blood seems to be the self-release and catharsis of all souls.
"It's not good." Han Fei just returned the skirt to the woman. He felt that he had just done a trivial thing, but he did not expect that it would lead to unimaginable consequences.
The shopping mall owner's wife was the first person to die in this department store, and she was probably the first person that the shopping mall owner pushed into the well. She had the deepest resentment and the strongest hatred. She carried the initial pain and was also
The beginning of all despair.
"The entire third-floor window glass is damaged. What excuse should I make to excuse it tomorrow?"
Han Fei looked at the center of the mall, and he soon realized that his situation was too small. The woman's goal was not to destroy the mall, but the underground shrine!
The figures fell to the ground like rain, and Han Fei even saw the figures of the two security guards inside. The living people turned into raindrops of resentment at this moment.
What Han Fei didn't expect was that most of the figures volunteered to do this. They seemed to have reached a consensus during countless dark nights.
The blood flowers bloomed, and the blood flowed to form rhizomes. They intertwined with each other, weaving a well in the open space in the center of the mall!
A woman in a red dress stood at the entrance of the well. The moment the rain stopped, she began to attack the ground in the center of the mall crazily.
It was not the top of the hour, but the big clock on the top of the mall kept ringing, and the shadow of a shrine vaguely appeared under the bloody well.
Han Fei had seen this scene in the hallucination of the owner of the shrine, but it was different from the situation at that time. Everyone in the mall did not stand with the shrine, but wanted to destroy the shrine together!
"No matter how scary the hallucination is, it is just an hallucination. Fortunately, I was not frightened by the false scene."
What he saw in front of him was the reality. Han Fei knew that tonight was an opportunity, so he took out the death knife and quietly went downstairs.
The phantom door of the shrine was half open, and the woman stood in the center of the blood well, constantly hitting the shrine with her completely alienated body.
"Let me help you."
Han Fei discovered that there were several key nodes on the bloody well. The skeleton of the blood well was composed of several employees of the former thrift store, the drunken man who drowned, the old man kneeling in front of the shrine, and the female staff member with ropes tied to her limbs.
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Opening the bag, Han Fei returned the three corresponding photos to them.
The blood well instantly became more real, and the blood flowing in it seemed like it would overwhelm the entire shopping mall at any time.
The death knell on the top of the mall was tolled, and angry roars came from the shrine underneath the mall.
"I always thought that the shrine was invincible, and I always thought that I was the only one who wanted to destroy the shrine. Now it seems that the reason why I had such an idea was completely misled by the mall owner."
The shadow of the shrine began to shake, the door of the shrine opened, and each hand, like a flower in bloom, grabbed the woman directly.
The two sides were in a stalemate, but as the blood well gradually dried up, the woman was slowly pulled toward the inside of the shrine.
After all, she still couldn't escape her fate, and could only keep letting out piercing screams.
"It seems I can't help them by staying here."
Backing up, Han Fei returned to the thrift store, and a very good idea came to his mind.
"All the dead are fighting against the shadow of the shrine. The shrine itself in the underground warehouse should not have much ability to protect itself."
Stealing has become a habit for Han Fei, and he wants to try it even if it is dangerous.
Opening the flap, Han Fei did not obey the mall owner's order and entered the underground warehouse after midnight.
The temperature of the warehouse, which was like an ice cellar just now, returned to normal. Han Fei entered the deepest part of the warehouse with a death knife, and lifted up the black cloth covering the shrine.
"I used to feel very uncomfortable whenever I was close to the shrine, but now it makes me feel no different from an exquisite wooden box."
A smile slowly appeared on Han Fei's face: "If you want to destroy a god, you must first destroy his shrine so that the world will no longer believe in his existence."
Picking up the tool hammer leaning against the shrine, Han Fei did what the owner of the shrine had always wanted to do.
"I don't believe in God or fate. If everything is destined, then I will smash them all!"
The tool hammer was another option that did not exist in the memory of the shrine owner. At this time, Han Fei raised this "choice" high and smashed it against the shrine with the shrine owner's endless regret!
"Bang!"
Sawdust was flying and blood was flowing, and the shrine looked like a monster that was full of human blood.
Seizing the opportunity, Han Fei kept swinging the tool hammer in his hand, and the blood flowing out of the shrine splashed all over him.
The shrine wanted to seduce Han Fei into a deal, but Han Fei directly wanted the shrine's life. It was like a devil meeting a devil, and it felt like a chess match.
A scream was faintly heard in his ears, but Han Fei did not dare to stop.
This opportunity is rare, you must seize it!
The top of the shrine was smashed through, and the entire memory world seemed to pause for a second.
Just when Han Fei was about to continue his efforts to completely overturn the shrine, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly appeared.
Not daring to hesitate, Han Fei quickly retreated. He could not stay in this underground warehouse.
The ground is shaking and water in underground wells is rising crazily.
Han Fei was also decisive. He was incredibly fast and escaped from the warehouse before the power completely returned to the shrine.
At the same time, a ding-dong, ding-dong sound sounded, and an old lady holding an umbrella entered the store carrying a smelly package.
As usual, she went straight to the shrine in the back of the store.
"Grandma! Your son is not in the shrine!"
A hole was made in the underground shrine, triggering a chain reaction. This thrift store cannot stay here.
There was no time to explain to the old man in detail, so Han Fei directly carried the old man on his back and rushed out of the thrift store.
Before the old lady who had just entered the store could react, she was picked up by Han Fei and ran to the shopping mall hall at an extremely fast speed.
The wind ruffled her hair, and she wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, cold wind kept pouring in.
"Grandma, I have your child's photo here! You will be reunited soon!"
Han Fei comforted the old lady casually, and then went straight to the woman in the red dress.
The shrine was destroyed by himself, so he should not have the strength to continue to suppress the ghosts in the mall in a short period of time.
When he arrived at the center of the shopping mall, the battle was over, the blood on the ground had become blurry, and only the woman in the red dress and three thrift store employees were left in the entire open space.
They were extremely weak at this time, and part of the blood well was branded on their mutilated bodies. After paying a huge price, they seemed to have escaped the control of the shrine.
"Get out of here first!"
Han Fei took out a wishing jar from the inventory and invited three employees from the thrift store into it. Then he suppressed his bitter resentment and approached the woman in the red dress.
"I destroyed the shrine. Please trust me again. Maybe I can bring you true freedom."
The woman in the red dress is the most powerful. Most of the dead people in the shopping mall have become the lines on her skirt. It can be said that she has gathered everyone's hatred.
Han Fei looked at the other party sincerely. After the strange noises continued to be heard underground, the woman no longer hesitated and entered the wishing jar.
After sealing the mouth of the bottle, Han Fei ran towards the outside of the store. Suddenly, another system prompt sounded in his mind.
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have completed the pre-mission of the Hidden Professional Guihu. After hurting three resentful people, you still successfully gained their trust! Do you want to start the next stage of Guihu's task?"
"no!"
Han Fei ran as fast as he could, not daring to look back: "Butcher is outrageous enough. Who dares to touch this profession?"
"Attention to players numbered 0000! The hidden profession of treasure husband is an extremely rare profession. Owning this profession will make your life experience more perfect, enrich your experience, promote your reflection on human nature, and unlock exclusive personal abilities.
It will greatly increase your attraction to resentment and hatred towards the opposite sex. Do you want to start the next phase of the task?"
"No! I just believed your lies and got to where I am now!"
Han Fei ran with all his strength and fled out of the department store like a ghost.
The sound of raindrops reached his ears. Han Fei looked up and saw that there was a big hole in the night sky of the shrine's memory world. Suddenly, there was a downpour.
"The sky has been clear for the past few days, why did it suddenly rain so heavily? Is it because I broke the top of the shrine?"
Han Fei remembered that Shi Zhi and the others once said that destroying the shrine would have a great impact on this memory world.
"The world of memory has changed, does that mean that some of the things that were destined to happen will also change?"
Carrying the old lady on his back and holding the wishing jar, Han Fei looked at the city washed away by the heavy rain, and his mind gradually became more active.
"The mall has become a mess, and I even smashed the shrine. There's no point in staying here any longer. It's better to find out Shi Zhi's weakness as soon as possible while the mall owner is looking for him."
At night in the memory world, everything will be alienated, which is very dangerous, but Han Fei discovered something a long time ago.
The old lady and Wang Pingan can walk freely at night, and it seems that they will not be targeted by those monsters.
