The old man who lived in Room 301 was one of the oldest tenants in the building. He was kind to everyone and never put on airs.
He would help whenever his neighbors were in trouble. He had a good relationship with them and whenever they saw him, they would greet him warmly, "Hello, Uncle Lee."
Everyone in the building had their own responsibilities. The old man was highly respected and had a good relationship with others. Therefore, everyone elected him to be the building manager.
Normally, the old man would take the initiative to mediate between the neighbors. If anyone wanted to move into the building, they would have to get his permission first.
Uncle Lee's murky eyes turned to the young man standing in the middle of the room. He remembered the young man came back to the building with Xu Qin, his name was Han Fei.
"Uncle Lee, my sister has sacrificed so much for me, I don't want to be her burden. Is there anything in the building that I can do for you? If you can give me the mask, I'll do anything. "Han Fei said shyly. He was not good at communicating with others, he did not even dare look into the man's eyes when he spoke.
Uncle Lee had a kind smile on his face. He had met many people, he could tell Han Fei's personality from Han Fei's words and actions.
The young man before him was introverted, he did not speak much and was not good at socializing with others. He always kept things to himself.
"Actually, I really want to help you but I'm not the only one in charge of this building."
"Uncle Lee, I'm a hardworking person. You can hand over all the dirty and tiring work to me." Han Fei held the wound on his shoulder and looked at Uncle Lee seriously.
This was the first time Uncle Lee had seen such sincerity in his life. Under Xu Qin's protection, the young man was like a piece of jade that had not been tainted by malice.
Excitement flashed in the old man's eyes. The murky eyes moved slowly. For a malicious person, the more beautiful and pure something was, the more exciting it would be to destroy it.
"Since you're so concerned about your sister, I'll make an exception to help you this once." The old man seemed to really consider helping Han Fei. "This building doesn't keep idlers. What have you done before? Where have you worked before? Is there anything you're good at? "
Hearing the old man's question, Han Fei was silent for a while before he answered, "Even though I'm young, I'm very experienced. I first worked in a convenience store. I was hardworking and very passionate about my work. I also had a good relationship with my colleagues. Later, in order to help the store manager share his burden, I volunteered to do the most difficult and dangerous work. When the store manager found out, he was very touched and we became inseparable friends. "
"I'm also a very motivated person. While working at the convenience store, I'm also self-studying knowledge related to education. Hard work pays off. In the end, I was accepted as a teacher by a school. I got along very well with the students. They felt that I was like a father, bringing them unprecedented care and concern. "
Han Fei thought back to the work he had done. When he thought back to the good times, his lips would curl up into a smile.
Seeing the smile on Han Fei's face, the disgust in the old man's heart intensified. Compared to blessing good things, he preferred to tear them apart.
"Is that all? We already have a teacher in the building, and she's usually the one taking care of the kids. " The old man limped off the bed. He rummaged around the room, "Other than that, what else are you good at?"
"When I was still in my hometown, I slaughtered pigs with my elders. They were famous butchers in the village, so I've learned how to slaughter animals." Han Fei stood inside the House of the Butcher and asked the old man honestly, "You don't have a butcher here, right? That's a rare occupation. "
"Butcher?" The old man was startled. Then he studied Han Fei again and again. He could not find any flaw in Han Fei. The man did not seem to realize that there was something wrong with his words. "There are many occupations here but we don't have a butcher. You've come just in time. But I'd like to see your skills. Come with me."
Uncle Lee pushed open the door and headed down a road that Han Fei was unfamiliar with. "Where's your sister? And the boy who was following you around? "
"My sister has gone to the author's house to look for clues. The boy is at my sister's house." Han Fei had no idea where the old man was taking him, but he felt that the old man was' kind 'and' trustworthy '.
The two walked around the corridor for a long time before they arrived at a corner of the first floor.
Pushing open the door, there was a staircase that led downwards.
There was a faded scent of blood in the air and there was unwashed dirt on the ground.
"Uncle Lee, why did you bring me here?" Han Fei was reluctant to go in.
"We usually slaughter animals here, this is a test for you. After all, this is the first time I've seen a butcher as a profession." The old man knew that everyone in the House of the Butcher was a butcher but they all had other occupations to hide their identity. They would never openly declare that they were butchers.
"If you can pass the test, this will be your workplace." Uncle Lee led Han Fei down the long staircase. The underground structure of this building appeared to be more complicated than the buildings above ground.
When they reached the second floor, the old man opened a rusted iron door.
A solid wooden table was placed inside the room and a large iron basin covered in black cloth sat on the table.
"You say you're a butcher so you should know a lot about meat. Take a look at what kind of meat is placed inside the basin." The old man signaled for Han Fei to walk to the table while he walked to a large iron cabinet in the corner.
Han Fei pulled back the black cloth to reveal the processed meat inside the basin. The texture and smell of the meat were unique.
Han Fei studied it for a long time and then he frowned.
"How is it? Do you recognize it? If you can tell me what kind of meat this is, you can stay and get a job. You can have your own mask. "The old man rummaged through the cabinet without turning back.
After a long time, the old man appeared to have found what he was looking for. He took out a rusty blunt knife from the bottom layer of the cabinet.
The old man's freckled fingers caressed the blunt knife. His face started to contort.
'I can't tell but I can confirm it's the meat of some kind of animal. It looks familiar.' Han Fei studied it closely. He did not notice the old man with the blunt knife had slowly turned around. The expression on his face had completely changed.
"Animal meat?" An ugly laugh came from the old man's lips. He waved the knife in his hand. "Take a closer look. Are you sure that's animal meat? "
He inched closer to Han Fei. His lips cracked open to reveal yellowish teeth. "Touch that layer of skin and then touch your own skin. Do you feel … similar?!"
As the old man said that, he swung the knife at Han Fei. His movement was incredibly fast, completely different from the sluggishness he showed earlier.
Han Fei who was already prepared evaded. The blunt knife landed on the edge of the basin. There was a crisp clang but the old man did not seem to mind.
They were underground, no one would come over even if they made a noise.
"I'm sorry but you're not qualified for this job. As a butcher, how can you not even tell the difference between human and animal meat?" The old man's creepy laughter echoed underground.
"Some people are human but others are no different from animals." Han Fei took out the Reborn Butcher's Knife from his inventory. "I just want to find a simple job, why do you always target me? Whether it's the convenience store, the school or now. "
Han Fei did not attack the old man directly because he wanted to test the old man to see if he was the one who stole the author's manuscript or not.
It looked like the old man was testing Han Fei but in reality, Han Fei was testing the old man. If the old man passed his test, Han Fei would share his secret with the old man. At the end of the day, Han Fei was not a bloodthirsty person, most of the time, he was just on the defensive.
"I knew something was wrong." The old man's murky eyes were bloodshot. The black impurities morphed into some kind of curse, it caused his whole being to change. "Can a knife without a blade kill?"
"Why don't you let me slash at you?" Han Fei shoved the pitiful little black snake into the ghost tattoo. Faint Yin energy swirled around him.
At the same time, footsteps came from outside. Xu Qin and Weep who had been following Han Fei in the dark arrived at the second floor.
"You're not the person I'm looking for, you're useless now." Han Fei gripped the butcher's knife and the sincerity remained on his face. "The world is full of suffering, I'm here to send you to paradise."
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