Chapter 333
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"Why don't we go in to take a look? Aren't you curious about the manager's secret? "Han Fei said casually.
"No, it's too dangerous!" The woman said directly. This was the first time Han Fei had seen a ghost so desperate to take over the conversation.
"It is indeed dangerous. Why don't we send someone to scout the place first?" Han Fei took out the cursed chain from his inventory. It was covered in animal fur and looked quite creepy. "I'm a security guard, I have the responsibility to protect the tenants here. But we can capture a 'person' who is not one of the tenants, tie her up with the chain and send her in."
Han Fei did not mention the old man in black but the old man had a feeling Han Fei was talking about her. If she remembered correctly, Han Fei had said earlier that once she left Apartment 1, she would no longer be one of the tenants.
"I think that's possible but why would a security guard like you have a chain on you?" The madman squatted beside the bed, grabbed the bedsheet, and draped it over his body. He was a madman in the eyes of the ghost owners, but he was not stupid. "Normal chains probably won't be of much use. I once entered that wardrobe, but after taking a few steps, I always fainted for no reason. When I woke up again, I was lying on the bed outside the wardrobe."
"You've been in there before?"
"Room 1144 is filled with flesh and broken limbs. Initially, I had no idea where they came from. It was not until one day when I hid inside the armoire out of fear that I realized the armoire was connected to a certain place." The madman tried his best to remember.
The madman tried his best to think. "It's hard for me to describe it. It feels like the closet is hiding a nightmare. Whenever you fall asleep, all kinds of things will crawl out from the closet. They will crawl next to the pillow to check if you're asleep. They will wander around your bed, and some will even crawl under the covers. When you suddenly feel a chill, don't turn on the light to look under the covers. I've been scared by that before."
It was a normal explanation but when one thought about the scenario, it caused goosebumps to rise.
The madman sat cross-legged on the bed. He looked at Han Fei and the other 'people' in the room. After a long time, he suddenly said, "The armoire used to only open after 4 am but there seems to be a problem with it these few days."
"Think about it carefully. When exactly did the problem occur?"
"I think it was the day you became a security guard. From then on, the door couldn't be completely closed."
The madman's words reminded Han Fei of something. The madman was the escape route that the manager had left for himself and the armoire was the exit.
After Han Fei entered the tower, the door was kept open. This meant that the manager of the Ziggurat felt threatened.
"The day I arrived, the song also entered the Ziggurat. The manager probably felt the pressure from it. Now that I think about it, it was a good move for me to attract the singing. " The madman was the backup plan that the manager had left for himself. Han Fei wanted to get to the bottom of the armoire so he could sneak into the armoire to ambush the heavily injured manager.
He was very brave. He was not afraid of the manager at all. He was here to change the manager of the Ziggurat.
His cold eyes glanced at the old man in black casually. The chains in Han Fei's hands rattled noisily. "Who should go first?"
"The manager of the Ziggurat has more than one trump card. There are more than one similar armoire in this residential area. Even if you enter, you might not run into the manager. In fact, you might expose yourself and put yourself in danger." The old man finally understood how to communicate with Han Fei. The man before him was not afraid of death and danger. To persuade him, he had to lay out the truth.
"Aren't you planning to leave Apartment 1?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes and glanced at the old man. "Why aren't you leaving?"
"I've always dreamed of leaving the Ziggurat but not in this way." The old man touched the butterfly tattoo on his neck. "You've turned Apartment 1 upside down. You can be the security guard or the building manager, you can be both. But we're different from you. You're a complete soul and we're just pots used to store seeds. "
Han Fei was not an unreasonable person. Seeing that the old man was willing to share the secrets of the Ziggurat, he listened patiently.
"I've lived in the Ziggurat for a long time, I've seen too much. You won't believe what I'm going to say next. " The old man hunched his back and sighed softly. "Every room in the Ziggurat is a heart. This heart houses all of the tenants' memories and pain. It's not that we're living in the Ziggurat, it's that we're a part of it."
"The previous manager of the Ziggurat was an old man. His heart was like dead ashes. It was that rotten heart that formed the foundation of the Ziggurat. Then he ventured deeper into the city and never returned. "
"About 10 years ago, a new manager appeared in the Ziggurat. No one knew which room it came from, no one knew where its heart was hidden and no one could kill it."
"From that night onwards, the rules of the Ziggurat changed. All the hearts and memories became the manager's toys."
"It never kills with its own hands, it never uses its power to destroy the souls of the Lingering Spirits but don't think that is its mercy. The Lingering Spirits that fall into its hands wish for nothing more than to be destroyed. " The old man was reminded of something. Extreme fear surfaced at the bottom of her eyes and her soul shivered.
"Then do you know why it doesn't kill?" Han Fei was curious. The Butterfly in real life was like that as well. It committed all kinds of evil deeds but it never allowed itself to touch a drop of blood on its hands.
"There's a legend about the manager inside the Ziggurat, I'm not sure if it's true or not." The old man hesitated before continuing, "The last Lingering Spirit in the Ziggurat seems to have left behind a hint before its soul was destroyed. The manager's talent is related to dreams. In one of its dreams, it saw its own death."
"His appearance when he died?"
"Yes, the manager dreamt that it was sliced into pieces by a knife. The knife was very special, when it faced an enemy whose hands were stained with blood, it would become sharper."
When the black-clothed old man said this, no one in the room had any abnormal reactions. However, different from the calmness of others, Han Fei had activated his master-level acting because only then could he hide the waves of shock in his heart.
The knife in the manager's dream appeared to be the Reborn Butcher's Knife!
"The manager of the Ziggurat has been searching for that knife but after so many years, it still hasn't found it." The old man's eyes were filled with pain. "Perhaps because it predicted death, the manager's actions became more and more incomprehensible. It started to do crazier things. It used the tenants inside the building as fertilizer for something. It appeared to be trying to create another version of itself to die in its place."
The old man in black made Han Fei understand a lot of things. Some things that seemed to be unrelated in the past were also connected.
For example, why the Butterfly never killed itself, why the Spider only wanted to hunt the Butterfly, why there were so many knives at Cattle Alley.
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