The appearance of the ghost mother touched Han Fei's soul. He himself did not know much about the love of his parents. He only felt the care from his parents in the memory world of the shrine and through the past of Mirror God and Fu Sheng.
"The ghost mother eats ghosts. She seems to be on the side of Gao Cheng, but she didn't hurt Gao Cheng or me last night. Maybe in her heart, Gao Cheng and Gao Xing are both her children."
When the abyss of greed collided with the curse on the missing person notice, Han Fei saw the memory fragments of Gao Cheng and Gao Xing. In both of them, the ghost mother was an extremely gentle person.
"Those black-robed believers who appeared with the Ghost Mother seem to be all living people. It feels like the Ghost Mother is on the side of humans. She is trying her best to help the weak in her own way."
Han Fei wants to have more contact with the Ghost Mother. She will be the key to Han Fei's understanding of the world.
After swallowing the last piece of meat, Han Fei's condition improved significantly, his body temperature returned to normal, and twenty mental pollution was already within the acceptable range for him.
"Old Wang, I really didn't expect you to be so interesting." Han Fei leaned on the dining table and looked at Wang Chuqing. We were just ordinary colleagues. Who would have thought that the other party would risk his life to bring Han Fei back from the Food Pavilion?
School.
"I just want to complete the deal with you." Wang Chuqing replied coldly. He kept a distance of three meters from Han Fei, his eyes full of vigilance.
"When we stay in school, we will always face the problem of drawing lots. Are you interested in doing something big with me? Once it is done, the safety problem of the students in the class can be solved once and for all." Han Fei seemed like a devil who deceived the living.
His voice disturbed Wang Chuqing's mind.
"Are you planning to rebel against the school?"
"I can only tell you that Yan Lan, the leader of the first class, has joined." Han Fei's voice was very low, but just enough for Wang Chuqing to hear: "You should have seen Xu Hui's death, right? He was pierced by a punch.
Who else in this school can do this?"
"With the principal here, you will never succeed." Wang Chuqing replied coldly.
"In other words, if the principal dies, you will join us?" Han Fei's eyes were burning with ambition that could swallow everything.
"I never said that!" Wang Chuqing was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat. He felt that Han Fei was really a madman.
"But your expression has betrayed you." Han Fei took out the white lottery: "I am ready to resist if I get a white lottery, but do you still want to obey if I get a black lottery?"
"This is something other than the transaction." Wang Chuqing's eyes were a little shaken. He stared at the white sign in Han Fei's hand and knitted his eyebrows together.
Making a deal with the devil is a very dangerous thing. He pursed his chapped lips, and finally said nothing and left quickly.
"Teacher Wang saved my life, how can I repay him? Lead him to the right path?"
Han Fei showed his work attitude of destroying corpses and eradicating traces, restored everything in the kitchen, cleared out all clues, and quietly returned to his apartment.
The teachers' apartment is very large, but very few teachers choose to live here at night. Everyone has their own secret warehouse outside the school, where they can sleep soundly.
Pushing open the unlocked door, Han Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a sinister and vicious aura.
He looked up and saw a man sitting on the sofa in his room.
"The mental pollution index has reached 39, how dare you go out? Aren't you afraid of dying outside?" The man on the sofa turned around and looked at Han Fei with evil intentions.
"Ma Jing?" Han Fei didn't expect Ma Jing, the leader of the third shift, to appear in his apartment, but he quickly realized that both Ma Jing and Wang Chuqing had drawn black cards. If they didn't want to enter the death building by themselves, they would
The best option is to exchange with Han Fei, who seems to be the easiest to bully.
"You should also know the reason why I'm here." Ma Jing pushed up his glasses and took out the black sign from his pocket: "You won't live long anyway, why not give me the white sign, and I will know the students in your class
Take care of it for you."
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who can risk his own life for the sake of the students in the class?" Han Fei showed a kind smile on his face, and he closed the door with his backhand. This small move made Ma Jing's pupils shrink.
Normally, a person who is absolutely disadvantaged would not trap himself in a confined space. Han Fei's daring to close the door showed that he had a certain amount of confidence, or that he already knew that Ma Jing would come.
"Wang Chuqing has already contacted me in advance. If you want to exchange, then take out your chips." Han Fei sat across from Ma Jing, the coin of fate dancing on his fingertips.
"You may not be able to refuse my chips." Ma Jing took out a crumpled document bag from his pocket. The yellowed outer skin was stained with blood and black fingerprints: "This contains things you have done."
After pouring out the contents of the document bag, Han Fei saw a photo and a pieced together bill.
These things record in detail how Gao Cheng sacrificed human beings and made deals with ghosts.
One of the photos clearly captured Gao Cheng devouring other ghosts after communicating with them. He looked even more ferocious and terrifying than the ghosts.
"What's this?"
"Stop pretending to be confused. You sacrificed a human being to Yin Shang and asked him to help you eat ghosts, thereby gaining some ghost abilities. Do you really think you did it in a secretive way?" Ma Jing pointed to one of the photos: "
I escaped from the Old City Prison, and all the prisoners in that prison were devoured by your greed, and you gave the souls of those living people to the ghosts!"
"I feel much better when you say that." The smile on Han Fei's face did not change: "They are already guilty and deserve to die. I only sacrifice those guilty people."
"Will the residents around the school believe what you say? They will tie you to a fire and burn you to death! The principal also strictly prohibits teachers from having any contact with ghosts in private. Once found out, your personality will be destroyed immediately and your
You make a living specimen." Ma Jing tapped Erlang's leg. He thought he had a chance to win: "You have committed an unforgivable taboo. There are still two days before the assessment. I hope you can think clearly."
"Threaten me?" Han Fei tossed the coin of fate: "Aren't you afraid that I will sacrifice you to the ghosts too?"
"You can try."
There was deathly silence in the apartment room. The darkness seemed to be eroding people's hearts. Han Fei and Ma Jing seemed to be considering whether to take action. The atmosphere in the living room was extremely depressing.
"Think about it carefully and give me an answer the night before the assessment. Then I will give you another bottle of ghost blood to help you eliminate mental pollution."
In the end, Ma Jing couldn't stand it anymore. After saying these words, he didn't even take the photos on the table and left directly.
The smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and the murderous intent in Han Fei's eyes became more intense. He picked up a photo and looked at it: "What is Yin Qiao? There seems to be no content about it in Gao Cheng's diary."
The building in the photo was between Areas B and C, not far from the school. After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei burned all the photos and left the school again with his bag.
All Han Fei's knowledge of this world came from school and Gao Cheng's diary, but this world is far from that simple.
After struggling in the deep world, he knew very well that not all ghosts were occupied by negative emotions and obsessions, and a very small number of ghosts remained rational. They were called managers in the deep world.
Han Fei became more courageous after his recovery. He took advantage of the last period of time before dawn to go to the building shown in the photo - Ankang Pharmacy.
"I have the impression that I have seen this pharmacy in Xinhu. It is a chain pharmacy under Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and has a wide range of business." Looking at the familiar signboard, Han Fei not only had a doubt in his mind: "I don't know about Yongsheng Pharmaceutical."
In what form will pharmaceuticals and deep space technology appear in this memory shrine? Perhaps they have become history."
The front door of the pharmacy was locked. From the outside, the whole building seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. But what surprised Han Fei was that as soon as he approached, the rust in the center of the big lock on the door began to fall off, and one of his eyes slowly opened.
open.
It glanced up and down at Han Fei, then the lock fell off, and a pale arm full of pinholes stretched out from the crack of the door.
"Yin businessman?"
The arm continued to extend, and finally touched Han Fei's face. He endured the discomfort and did not resist.
A few seconds later, the arm grabbed Han Fei's shoulder and dragged him into the house like a hemp rope.
When Han Fei entered the pharmacy, the iron door closed again and he was locked in the room.
"Where are the people?"
The shelves containing medicines were pushed down, and various medicines were scattered on the floor. Some were used to treat ghost phobia, some were used to relieve various psychological disorders, and some were for diseases that Han Fei had never heard of.
"This medicine seems to be the same as the one I got in the infirmary." Han Fei picked up a bottle of medicine and was about to take a look when the temperature in the room suddenly began to drop. Behind him, a large group of shadows continued to expand, like a fish living in the deep sea.
The giant octopus opened its mouth full of fangs towards him.
Holding the coin, Han Fei turned his head and looked around. The broken black robe was fluttering in the air. Twelve slender, pale arms stretched out from under the black robe, with an eyeball embedded in the palm of each arm.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have discovered a special ghost - Yin Shang, and successfully triggered the random shrine mission - transaction."
"Task requirement: Complete a transaction with Yin Shang."
Hearing the system prompts, Han Fei's heart dropped into his stomach. There were various signs that Gao Cheng and Yin Shang knew each other, and there was a high probability that the other party would not attack him.
Using the secret of touching the depths of the soul, Han Fei grabbed one of Yin Shang's hands.
His pale fingers, obviously over-medicated, hooked Han Fei's flesh, and deep pain and uncontrollable greed poured into Han Fei's consciousness.
The monster had no intention of harming Han Fei. The black robe on his chest was slowly lifted, and it used its arms to grab a withered human head from under the black robe.
A head exuding a strong medicinal smell was stretched out in front of Han Fei. The mouth of the head gradually twisted, and then a hoarse voice came out: "Cheng, what did you bring me this time?"
The voice came from the head, and Yin Shang seemed to have always used this method to communicate with Gao Cheng.
"Do you have any new products here? Why don't you show me the price list first?" Han Fei couldn't figure out the strength of Yin Shang. He was torn between grabbing and selling.
"Close your eyes." Yin Shang pulled Han Fei into his black robe. After a brief feeling of weightlessness, he took Han Fei underground to the pharmacy.
"These five rooms are all new products." Yin Shangtuo held up the head and floated behind Han Fei: "The first room contains the child's obsession. He loves to play. You just need to
If you are willing to play with him for an hour every day, he will not bite you. If you sacrifice two adults to me, you can take him away."
Through the peephole on the door, Han Fei could see the ghosts locked in the room. This shady businessman was like a slave owner, selling ghosts as commodities.
Walking through the doors of each room, Han Fei was not planning to make a deal with the underworld businessman, but who knew that the system prompts suddenly sounded.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have discovered a special resentment - jealousy."
"Jealousy (Growable Resentment): The newly formed aggregate of jealousy can grow rapidly by feeding curses and negative emotions. The ghost has a high probability of backlash!"
Xu Qin is an aggregation of curses, and this jealousy is a nascent aggregation of jealousy and hatred. Han Fei thinks this thing has great potential: "I want to buy this ghost, please give me a price."
"I need you to bring ten students."
"Impossible." Han Fei refused without thinking.
"Cheng, the students in the school are used for sacrifice, but I want you to secretly send the children who were sacrificed to the Black Building to me. This completely meets your standards."
"Absolutely not a student, but I can bring you a teacher." Han Fei thought of Ma Jing's smiling face. The class leader who threatened him seemed to have a sacrifice face.
