Taboo is the most feared existence of all the residents in the building. They have no scruples and even dare to challenge the gods. Whenever the taboo appears, at least an entire floor will be sacrificed in blood.
The King of Clubs in the little fat boy's hand has changed its shape. He never imagined that taboos would appear on his level.
The paper figures blocking the road were easily torn into pieces, the black fire trampled the gods' toys, and the woman in red seemed to be in a deserted place.
"Why do you come to me? Why do all the bad luck come to me! I have never done anything!" The child hid behind the paper-figure parents. He was extremely innocent. He was "protected" by his parents since he was a child. When he grew up, he was "protected" by his parents.
Friends "protect".
Under the deliberate captivity of his best friend, he became a delicate flower in a greenhouse. His friend deprived him of his ability to be independent and his tolerance for pain, leaving him with only endless joy and joy.
The boy will still look like this until he dies. He will never grow up, will only cry and pee his pants, and will always hide behind others.
A hand stained with black fire held down the paper man's father's head. The flames mixed with curses instantly burned through his body. A tattered, abscessed heart fell to the ground, much like the patchwork in the boy's hand.
The ball passed many times.
"Who the hell are you! Go away! Go away!" The boy, wearing pants soaked in urine, abandoned his paper doll mother and rolled and ran backwards.
The black fire burned stronger and stronger, and the woman followed the boy slowly. The curse on her body silently filled the rips on her sleeves, and she wailed as she adjusted her makeup.
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When Han Fei heard the boy's screams, he not only did not stop, but urged Da Ni to go faster.
The northernmost aisles on the 51st floor were covered with talismans, and this area seemed to be sealed off.
"It's difficult to seal the taboo, but it should be easy to release him."
The paper man didn't chase after him. Han Fei breathed a long sigh of relief. He slid down from Da Ni's back and looked at the doors.
Most of the talismans and incantations in the deep world are just decorations. They have no effect on ghosts and monsters and can only be regarded as a kind of psychological comfort.
Han Fei stretched out his hand to tear off the talisman on the door, but as soon as his hand touched the talisman paper, he suddenly fell into a trance. He turned around and saw that the lights in the corridor were distorted, and the originally ordinary ground began to tilt.
The door looks like a crying face.
Biting the tip of his tongue, Han Fei couldn't wake up from the pain. His vision became blurred, and he vaguely saw a dark figure standing at the end of the corridor.
He couldn't see his face clearly, and he couldn't even see the clothes he was wearing, but the other person gave Han Fei an extremely familiar feeling.
The black figure walked towards Han Fei. As he moved his steps, all the talismans in the entire corridor seemed to be blown by the night wind, and the sound was like a rushing river.
"Number two?"
The black shadow waved at Han Fei. He couldn't get close to Han Fei, so he had to let Han Fei go find him.
After tearing off the talisman paper on the door, the world in Han Fei's eyes has not returned to normal, and the process of sliding into the abyss is irreversible.
Most of the other residents in the building would flee in panic at this time, waving their hands to grab anything they could rely on, but Han Fei opened his arms and ran towards the abyss.
One by one, the talismans were torn away, and Han Fei couldn't tell which one was tilting, the floor or the world.
He moved in the sealed corridor, passed all the sealed doors, and listened to the adults in the house telling stories about the night and chanting the names of the new gods.
"Is this the power of taboo? People can't help but want to get close, want to be assimilated, want to give everything, and worship."
There is a home behind every door, and every home has its own memories. These rooms are like boxes for storing treasures, and together they become a forbidden treasure chest.
The children were talking and laughing, the adults were crying and fussing, and Death became a wind-up frog jumping around in different rooms.
After tearing off the talisman, Han Fei ran after the shadow. The door of the room behind him was slowly pushed open, and memories of death slipped out of the room.
This taboo sealed on the 51st floor, his ability is related to death, he can collect the memories of the deceased and transform them into the appearance of his imagination.
"Death is the end of life. Where all souls begin their journey, those abilities related to death are very terrifying. No wonder the gods imprisoned this taboo."
The shadow that had waved to Han Fei appeared again. He led Han Fei through one corner after another. When the building and the world were almost completely tilted, Han Fei saw a special door.
That door exists in the corner of the world. It is impossible to hide such a room on a normal floor. It cannot be seen from any angle. It is like an integer folded between 1 and 2.
"Is this the safe house that the dancers said? How outrageous!" Han Fei looked around, with the floors above his head, and the world tilted to ninety degrees without realizing it. His extraordinary brain thought and constructed a special
structure.
Pushing open the door, Han Fei saw a dusty shrine.
This shrine is not big. It is placed on the desk. There is a seal on the shrine door. The shadow waving towards Han Fei is the shadow of the shrine.
"Is that you? Number two?"
Han Fei saw an indescribable power, an existence that he could not understand. If the other party wanted to kill him, he might not even know how he died.
Slowly moving forward, Han Fei walked to the side of the shrine.
The shrine on the desk is plain and simple. What is different from other shrines is that in addition to the divine door, there are small sealed windows on top of this shrine.
Those windows seem to be the eyes of the shrine, and they also seem to be some kind of hope of the god. It doesn't like to be shut in a closed space. It wants to have windows in its world that can see the outside.
Always be curious, never stop thinking, and never stop moving forward.
The shadow of the shrine leaned against Han Fei's shadow. This shrine was very kind to Han Fei, just like a family member.
Ordinary people will be scared when they see ghosts, but children will only happily hug it when they see their deceased relatives.
"I'll let you out."
Han Fei grabbed the talisman on the divine door. As soon as he touched the talisman, his body could not move.
An unimaginable terrifying aura rose from the surface of the shrine, and Han Fei seemed to be stared at by a pair of eyes. As long as he dared to continue to move, he would be driven out of his mind.
"Is there indescribable writing on the talisman?"
After Han Fei touched the talisman paper, what was written on it was revealed. There was no mysterious spell, only the sentence "Those who tamper with it will die."
The murderous intent pouring out of the talisman became stronger and stronger, thunder exploded, and the room was like a cabin in a typhoon, undulating and swaying, and could fall apart at any time.
The situation was critical, but what Han Fei didn't expect was that when the divine aura appeared, the bloody figures in the bloody orphanage also appeared one after another. The children who had been tortured to death were no longer afraid of anything, even if they were
Nor can the gods twist their fate.
The bloody memory shook the chains, and the hysterical laughter was filled with cruelty and sadness. Han Fei and the laughter stood side by side in front of the shrine.
Unlike the seal that was broken on the 25th floor, the seal on the 51st floor was intact. The things in the shrine could not come out to help Han Fei, but the shadow of the shrine didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. It seemed to be fully confident.
Only under such circumstances did he dare to lure Han Fei over.
The situation was deadlocked for a while. After a long time, Han Fei found that the god looked away from him.
He originally thought that his wild laughter had attracted the attention of the gods, so he looked behind him with his peripheral vision, and the next moment he froze on the spot.
Thousands of different curses filled the room, and Xu Qin stood at the door holding a boy who looked like a meat ball.
They hadn't seen each other for a few days, but Han Fei felt as if years had passed. His heart dropped completely, and Han Fei was enveloped in a sense of security that only the escape button could bring.
"Don't move. The soul you separated has already told me all your true thoughts."
The sharp knife pierced the divine door, and thousands of curses flooded the shrine like hungry wolves.
The eyes from the gods looked at Xu Qin silently, and the black fire turned into hatred began to burn Xu Qin's body inexplicably. Large scars appeared on her fair skin, and her appearance was aging rapidly.
It can't be said that he is using Xu Qin's black fire to attack Xu Qin himself.
Ordinary hatred may really catch you if you are caught off guard, but Xu Qin's body is the source of the curse, and her real trump card has never been the black fire of hatred, but the curse!
Enduring the pain of his body being burned by black fire, Xu Qin manipulated the curse to attack the talisman on the divine door again and again.
After a corner of the talisman was eroded by the curse, slender threads of destiny emerged from the gaps in the divine door, and the taboos in the shrine began to cooperate with Xu Qin to attack.
The unspeakable main energy is in reality, and its power in the deep world is held back by the top night policeman, so Xu Qin and the taboo in the shrine successfully removed the talisman without spending much time.
The divine door was opened, and a small gray brain fragment appeared in front of Han Fei.
Different from the brain fragment Han Fei found before, the ability carried by this fragment seems to be related to death.
"How many abilities has Child No. 2 mastered?" Han Fei, guided by the shadow of the shrine, gently picked up the gray brain fragments.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have obtained a D-level rare fragment - brain."
"Brain (D-level fragment): An indescribable brain fragment. You have successfully gained his approval and can use its accompanying abilities."
"Death Memories (one of the exclusive abilities of D-class brain fragments): Understand death, it can help you see the memories of all the deceased, and can also reshape these memories and shape death into what you want."
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have discovered the core taboo on the 51st floor - the shadow of the shrine. The shrine in front of you has only a shadow. It is the taboo existence reshaped by No. 2 using the memory of death. It has contaminated No. 2's
Divinity can be transformed into a house of death that only you can see, helping you temporarily avoid disaster. You can try to use brain fragments to control it."
The second brain fragment was obtained, and Han Fei tried to use it to communicate with the shadow of the shrine. Unexpectedly, the soul-carrying ability of the previous brain fragment was activated again, and all the memories of his own death in Han Fei's mind were destroyed by the shadow next to the shrine.
suck away.
After those negative and painful memories were absorbed, another chain binding Han Fei to the Scarlet Orphanage suddenly broke, and Han Fei's remaining soul, which symbolized his goodwill, was also sucked away by the phantom of the shrine.
When the evil soul was transferred to the dean by No. 2's brain fragment, Han Fei didn't think much about it. Now that the good soul was also transferred away, he vaguely guessed what No. 2 wanted to do.
"The other party's real target is the Scarlet Orphanage deep in my mind! The evil soul, the good soul and the blank soul that symbolizes childhood are the three chains that bind the Scarlet Orphanage. When these three chains are all broken, the Scarlet Orphanage will be suspended in the sky.
Above my head!"
In the blink of an eye, the soul of kindness merged with the shadow of the shrine. The shrine on the desk and the safe house slowly disappeared, leaving only a shadow that was exactly the same as Han Fei's outline.
Compared with the evil soul, the good soul seems silent. He hardly speaks. He just stands silently in the most dangerous place and does the most dangerous things, but never asks for anything.
The thread of fate slowly emerged from the shadow of the shrine, took root in the ground on the fifty-first floor, and continued downward, seeming to be connected to the fate of the evil soul.
Number Two's brain was broken into several pieces, but once they broke the seal, the thread of fate would reconnect them and share each other's abilities.