In the dark underground warehouse, beside the cut-through wall, Han Fei held a candle and looked towards the water with the help of a dim light.

There are photos floating on the muddy well water, and people's faces are crowded under the muddy water surface. A pair of eyeballs are looking at the fire, their mouths are like an oxygen-deficient fish, one by one.

With his arms stiff in the air, Han Fei could feel a very dangerous breath. As long as he didn't pay attention, he might be dragged directly into the well.

The finger holding the candle moved back a little bit, and the face in the well was staring at the fire. When the candle was about to move away from the water, something suddenly jumped up under the turbid water!

The cold water splashed everywhere, Han Fei let go decisively, and backed away.

The lighted candle fell into the water, and the flame was instantly extinguished.

Han Fei looked at the well with lingering fears, a candle was floating on the muddy water, and all those faces were gone.

"The picture is right in front of me, but I can't get it."

Han Fei wanted to find suitable tools in the warehouse, but turned around and found that the black cloth covering the shrine fell to the ground at some point. The dark shrine seemed like a silent person standing on the other side of the shelf.

The temperature in the underground warehouse has dropped to the point where ordinary people can't bear it, and the cracks in the landlord's ring are also expanding little by little.

"Why did the black cloth fall? There are other people in the warehouse?"

Sweeping the rows of shelves, the surroundings are quiet and frustrating.

Han Fei put the tool hammer next to the shrine into his pocket. He tried to turn on the light in the underground warehouse, but the light bulb above his head went out after only a few flashes.

"It's almost zero, and it will be more dangerous here in the middle of the night. I must fight quickly."

Han Fei remembered that the last time he used fishing line to hook the photo, the fishing line was pulled away. This time he learned the lesson from the last time and chose a hemp rope.

A hook was hung on one end of the rope, and Han Fei directly tied it to the shrine and shelf on the other end.

If something in the well drags the rope down the well, the shrine will also be dragged and finally stuck in the hole.

"It should be fine this time."

The lights in the underground warehouse couldn't start normally, so Han Fei had to light two more candles.

One is placed outside the hole and the other is held in your hand.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei slowly approached the hole with the candle in one hand and the rope in the other.

The temperature in the underground warehouse was still getting low, and Han Fei felt the coldness spread from his feet upwards, as if to freeze his heart.

Slowly squatting down, Han Fei stared at the muddy water. He slowly shook the hook in his hand and aimed at the photo.

Adjusting his breathing, Han Fei moved his body forward a little bit. After extending his arm into the hole, he threw the lighted candle to the left of the well, and then quickly threw the rope out.

The fire light swayed above the water surface, reflecting the face of the person below the water surface. When the candle touched the water surface, Han Fei's rope also hooked the photo.

The eyes of the human face were all attracted by the flames, and Han Fei took this opportunity to force his hands and yank the rope outward.

The upper part of the photo was taken out of the water by the rope, but at this moment, Han Fei saw a soaked white and swollen hand grabbing the rope!

The indescribable Juli dragged Han Fei along with the rope to the mouth of the well and moved his body forward. Han Fei glanced towards the well. The ropes that fell into the well were hung with human heads. They all bite the rope, their faces twisted, and their eyes Full of hatred.

The shelf was dragged forward, but the shrine stood on the spot, motionless, the hemp rope was instantly tightened, and the people in the well seemed to pull the people outside in anyway!

"Snapped!"

The hemp rope with thick fingers was pulled from the middle!

The part that fell into the well water disappeared without a trace, and the half of hemp rope tied to the shrine was placed at the entrance of the cave and fell vertically, about a few centimeters away from the water.

"The well water is full of people who were sacrificed, and all their hatred and hatred has been deposited in this well."

Perhaps the first well was only slightly special, but as more and more "important objects" fell into the well, the ability of this well became stronger and stronger. It was the evil and endless greed in people's hearts. Created this monster.

Standing between the well and the shrine, Han Fei's gaze slowly moved: "Could the so-called gods also be ‘made’ like this?"

With doubts, Han Fei looked at the black shrine. He was surprised to find that the small door on the shrine had been opened by a gap, as if one eye was looking at him in the shrine!

There was a very ominous premonition in his heart. Han Fei picked up the black cloth on the ground and wanted to cover the shrine again, but at this moment a system reminder came in his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have triggered a random shrine mission-wishing well."

"Wishing Well: There is such a well in the legend. As long as you throw your important things into the well, you can get the corresponding return. But all the items thrown into the well can no longer be redeemed, so this well is in There is another name in the legend called regret."

"Task requirements: You can't regret the choice you made, but you can do your best to make up for your mistakes. If you want to get back the things in the well, you can exchange it with yourself. Please jump into the wishing well before midnight and take out any three items. ."

Hearing the task prompt, Han Fei's eyelids jumped several times, and he was sure that he had not misheard it.

"Let me jump in?"

Pursing his dry lips, Han Fei took out his mobile phone and took a look at the time. It was 11:50 in the evening, and there were only ten minutes left from zero.

The door gap on the shrine is still widening slowly. It seems that the things in the shrine will come out in the latter half of the night, and the temperature in the underground warehouse is already ridiculously low.

Open the properties panel, Han Fei carefully read every word in the mission information: "Really made me jump into the well? Throw a rope in and I will be dragged off by ghosts. Can I get up if I jump down?"

Under the surface of the water are faces of people. When the rope was hanging down just now, there were still unclear heads biting on them. If Han Fei jumped down by himself, those heads might bite his body.

"Does this system see me live too long and want to send me away directly?"

Shaking his head, Han Fei would rather fail the mission than jump into the well: "It's too dangerous, I'd better think of some other way."

As time passed, Han Fei tried many methods but couldn't take out the photos. To make matters worse, he found that the water in the well seemed to be slowly rising.

The face hidden in the muddy well water seemed to want to crawl out.

"Try again for the last time. If it still doesn't work, you can only leave temporarily."

Han Fei glanced at the small door on the shrine. Every time he entered the underground warehouse after zero o'clock, bad things would happen. The first time he was trapped in the warehouse, and the second time he fell into the illusion of the owner of the shrine.

Finding the climbing rope and the safety lock for bungee jumping, Han Fei fastened it to the shrine. He was about to throw the climbing rope into the well when suddenly there was a sound of "dingdong" and "dingdong" above his head.

"Someone has entered the store? Is it the owner?"

Putting the black cloth on the shrine, Han Fei quickly put the shelf back to its original position, he ran to the escalator in time, but when he pushed the baffle, he found that the baffle could not be pushed away!

"broken!"

It did not reach zero, but the accident still occurred, and the only exit of the underground warehouse was sealed.

"What to do?" Han Fei had a few thoughts in his mind. He ran to the middle of the shelf and pretended to organize goods, or pretended to be unconscious, saying that someone had attacked him; if he was more aggressive, he could lie in ambush and sneak into the store. people.

The sound of footsteps came from the thrift store overhead, and the other party had already entered the store.

Han Fei listened carefully, and after the sound of footsteps stayed at the counter for a while, he walked directly towards the entrance of the underground warehouse.

Holding his breath, Han Fei quietly took out the Resurrection Knife, but at this moment, the sound of Ding Dong and Ding Dong sounded again.

Another person has entered the store!

If there is only one person, Han Fei can still make a sneak attack, but if there are two people, he can only retreat one after the other and make a decision according to the situation.

"Are you sure that other outsiders have entered the shrine world?" The sound of footsteps disappeared, and the two people who entered the store stood near the baffle and began to talk.

"The Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers could not be contacted, and the Six Fingers suddenly disappeared. The memory fragments in this shrine world are indeed capable of killing them, but they will definitely leave a message as agreed before they die. It is impossible to live without seeing people like they are now. , The dead will not see the corpse."

"We have explored this world for almost ten years, but we still haven't seen it through. I think the three of them are missing and have little to do with outsiders. It's probably because someone touched a key memory node..."

"Five fingers, I didn't ask you to come over to hear you refute me." There was a hint of impatience in the cold voice, which had the same tone as the chef that Han Fei had seen before.

"Others have found Pei Yang, and Shi Zhi also thinks that Pei Yang is the real sacrifice. I advise you to follow the process honestly and not to open the shrine in advance and ruin the ceremony." The other person did not let the chef go. Put the words in your heart: "Don't forget what is going on outside. In the deep world, there is something new and unspeakable. We no longer have the opportunity to try again. Everything must be cautious."

"I will not touch the shrine, I am here just to catch the diners. Compared to Pei Yang, I think he is more likely to be the last sacrifice."

As the voice fell, the baffle of the underground warehouse began to twist, and the cold breath surged to the surroundings.

"Boom!"

The closed baffle was opened by an external force, and a biting chill rushed out of the underground warehouse.

"Five Fingers, after I have used my own abilities, I will be squeezed out of the shrine world. Then you will help me to send that person to Ten Fingers. Even if he is not the last sacrifice, we must figure out why he appeared in Among the shrines." The chef stepped on the escalator and entered the underground warehouse. The four head tattoos on his neck came alive, moving under his skin like a black fish.

"There are so many people in this memory world. It's normal to have one or two never seen." A dwarf followed the chef, dressed like a schoolboy, but he spoke very vicissitudes of life.

"I have smelled countless'meats', so I can tell you with certainty that the smell on that person's body is very special!" The chef scanned the rows of shelves: "Don't be careless, there is a smell of meat remaining in the air, he It should still be in the warehouse."

"Even if you die here, it won't hurt your soul. I don't understand why you are worried?" The dwarf jumped off the escalator, and the skin under his clothes was almost covered with tattoos on his face: "It seems that we usually have a good relationship. For sake, I can help you, but next time if you are before cooking, can you let me play with the ingredients first?"

"Don't bother me." The chef closed his eyes, his nose twitched, smelling the remaining meaty smell in the air.

He slowly turned around, and said to the dwarf who hadn't walked down the escalator: "The smell seems to be coming from here?"

Opening his eyes, the chef saw a figure standing on the shelf behind the escalator. He was wearing a hideous beast face mask and holding a bladeless knife in his hand.

"careful!"

He reminded loudly, but it was still a step too late. Han Fei, who had been prepared, had already pierced the knife into the back of the dwarf!

The bright light penetrated through the body of the dwarf, his hands could not even touch the tattoo on the skin, and the whole torso was directly cut in half!

The cracked mouth slowly opened, and the dwarf felt his memory and soul burn at the same time.

"He, he can hurt us outside of memory..."

The short body fell from the escalator and dissipated before falling to the ground.

The screams of the dwarf still echoed in the underground warehouse, but neither Han Fei nor the chef paid any attention to him.

After a hit, Han Fei immediately launched an attack on the chef. The Resurrection Knife can injure the ten fingers in the memory world of the shrine. This is a secret that must not be revealed, and it is also his only trump card against the ten fingers.

"You really have a problem!" The chef let out a scream, a face on his arm shattered into countless blood beads, and a steady stream of Yin Qi poured into his body.

Han Fei's reaction was already quick, but his blade still couldn't touch the chef.

In fact, Han Fei also thought about meeting people with Ten Fingers, but he didn't expect that the other party would come with two people.

"You killed the six fingers and seven fingers, too?" The chef's arms began to bleed, his skin continued to fester, and he began to forcibly absorb the yin in the memory world.

"Guess?" Han Fei stepped back, and quietly hid the paper man in his arms on the side of the shelf.

"Catch you, all problems will be solved." The aura exuding from the chef has surpassed ordinary resentment.

"I heard that as long as you use abilities that are not part of the memory world, you will be squeezed out of this world. Let me calculate how much time you have?" Han Fei's animal face mask from Animal Lane can shield the outside world. His own shrine ability still hides the breath of the soul, but even if he is still smelled of meat by the chef, the opponent's special ability should be related to the promotion of the five senses.

"It seems that you know a lot. In order to prevent you from affecting the plan of Ten Fingers, then I can only kill you." The chef took a step and appeared in front of Han Fei the next moment: "I will be there first. Kill you once here, then kill you a second time outside, so that your soul will be lost."

The skin on his body began to dissolve, and every inch of flesh and blood was filled with resentment, but a random punch brought a lot of pressure to Han Fei.

Swinging the knife upwards, but before Han Fei's blade touched the chef, the flesh and blood on the chef's arm had been separated, entangled with Han Fei's body like tentacles.

"No matter how sharp your knife is, it will be a piece of scrap iron if it can't cut people."

Flicking his arm, Han Fei's body was heavily smashed to the ground. Their strength and speed were too different. In the open space, Han Fei was not the chef's opponent at all.

Ten fingers will release part of their power after touching a human head tattoo, and this power will continue to increase until it is squeezed out by the memory of the shrine.

"Can't drag back."

Climbing up from the ground, Han Fei stumbled towards the depths of the warehouse.

After being knocked down again and again, and thrown into the air again and again, Han Fei gradually became weak, and he seemed to be unable to stand firm.

"Such a weird soul has only this strength? I have hidden a part of my ability because of it." The chef pinched Han Fei by the neck and slammed him against the last row of shelves: "You can't escape."

The chef pulled out a knife made of blood and resentment from his own meat: "I will cut your body bit by bit to see what color your heart is."

"Only animals can be curious about the color of human hearts." Han Fei's voice came from under the mask, and he was already a little speechless.

"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp." The angry chef grabbed Han Fei by the neck and smashed him onto the shelf again and again.

Han Fei seemed to have completely lost the ability to resist. He was injured in many parts of his body, and his fingers could not even be held tightly.

The completely dominant chef laughed. He looked at Han Fei as if he was appreciating a rare ingredient.

"I already know what you look like. After leaving this memory world, you are also a dead end. You can't escape."

The blood-made knife slowly raised, and the chef swung the knife to Han Fei's chest.

With his life hanging by a thread, Han Fei seemed to use his last strength to raise the mortal knife to block, but the chef was prepared long ago and easily avoided the blade.

"Don't you want to let go of that knife? In that case, I will cut off your hand!"

Ye Changmeng~lightnovelpub.net~ The chef no longer hesitated, but when his knife was about to fall on Han Fei, Han Fei, who was dying, suddenly kicked towards the already skewed shelf.

The shelves with various items tilted forward, and the chef's sight was briefly blocked. He was afraid that Han Fei had any other cards, regardless of whether he continued to stab it down.

This time Han Fei did not dodge, he firmly grasped the chef's arm and jumped back desperately!

"Isn't there a wall behind?"

A dark hole appeared in front of him, and when the chef reacted, Han Fei had already grabbed half of his body and jumped into the well.

The water splashed everywhere, burning the skin like a flowing flame.

With a terrible pain, Han Fei clenched his teeth, using the secret to touch the depths of his soul, clinging to the chef.

After the midnight butcher's professional talent was triggered, Han Fei's blood volume dropped to the dangerous line, and his body data began to double.

"You come down to me!"

The bell of zero o'clock echoed in the mall, and the chef was caught off guard and fell into the deep well with Han Fei.