Han Fei silently put Zhuang Ren's picture into his inventory. He just wanted to give it a try but it worked.
"Notification for Player 0000, you've successfully obtained Grade E Cursed Object Fragment — Living Sacrifice.
"Living Sacrifice (Grade E Cursed Object Fragment): This cursed object is made up of multiple fragments scattered around the Ziggurat. It's related to the Grade E Hidden Mission, Death Curse. With the player's current level, it is advised not to touch it or you'll become one of the Living Sacrifices. "
Probably because Han Fei's level was too low, the system gave him a warning. When he challenged the manager mission before he reached level 10, the system had kindly given him a warning as well.
However, the warning was one thing, something that was already in his inventory was not going to be spat out.
With Han Fei's personality, he would rather destroy it than leave it for the Butterfly.
'Grade E Cursed Object Fragment …'
The scariest cursed object that Han Fei had encountered was the red paper doll from the convenience store. This cursed object that had its own consciousness was only Grade F at its peak.
'Living Sacrifice doesn't sound like something good. I'll keep it for now. Perhaps after I collect more, I'll be able to get to the bottom of this cursed object. I'll decide whether to keep it or destroy it. '
Han Fei opened the bedroom door and looked out. The living room was very normal, it was clean and tidy, there was nothing out of the ordinary.
Han Fei walked out and looked around.
There was a black and white flyer on the dining table. It appeared to be written by the tenants, they hoped for donations to fix something. Their weekly activities would be held at night and all adults had to attend.
'Someone seems to have written something here.' Next to the flyer was a pen and paper. There was also an open calendar with a circled date — 4th of April.
'It's this time again. What does this time mean to the Butterfly?'
The woman and the middle-aged man were still searching inside the room. Han Fei sneaked to the door. He opened the old anti-theft door. He wanted to see the room number but the moment he opened the door, he heard footsteps and conversation coming from the corridor.
'Mom, can the dead really come back?'
"Don't doubt it, don't waver. Haven't the family of 4244 been reunited? Your father will definitely come back. "
The conversation seemed to be between a mother and daughter.
"Sister, recently, after I fall asleep at night, I keep hearing footsteps in the room when I'm half-awake. The ritual seems to be working. It should be Father pacing back and forth." Another woman's voice came. She did not seem to be that old. She had just come of age.
"Even if there were footsteps, how can you be sure that he's my father? We can't see … "
"Even if you can't see it, can't you sense your father?" The mother was obviously a little angry. After asking the question, she began to mumble something. "Your father will be back soon. Don't make him angry. He used to love you the most."
"It's because he loved me the most that I wanted to make sure that he was the only one in my heart. I miss him so much, but he's already dead. If he comes back, will it still be him?" The eldest daughter felt wronged. This didn't seem to be the first time she had argued with her mother.
The three of them approached the door. Han Fei quickly waved at the woman and the middle-aged man. They ran towards the bedroom where the armoire was kept.
The lock was twisted, and when the anti-theft door opened, the bedroom door just happened to be closed. The middle-aged man in bloody clothes was the last to run in.
"What are you standing there for? Get in the house! "The mother urged, but the youngest daughter, who was walking at the front, was unmoved. She only spoke after a few seconds.
"Mom, I think I just saw a red shadow enter the room that you normally don't let us enter."
"Red Shadow?"
"Yes, it feels like I'm wearing a bloody shirt. When my dad got into a car accident, he was covered in blood and was dragged far away by a big car. Is he really back?! " The little girl stared at the bedroom door, a little afraid to enter the house. She did not know why she still felt fear and unease even though she was certain that it was her father.
"Should we go into the bedroom to take a look?" the eldest daughter suggested.
"No, it's not time yet. If we enter now, all our efforts will go to waste." His mother shook her head and refused. She closed the door and entered the house. "We'll just live like normal. Don't make a fuss just because your father is back. Don't disturb him anymore."
It was easy to say, but knowing that there was something wrong with the Daoists, it was indeed difficult to be the same as before.
The two daughters agreed on the surface but when they entered the house, they still glanced at the bedroom door.
"Go back to your room and sleep. The ceremony said that when your father first comes back, he will only appear when we are sleeping soundly. He will only appear when we are familiar with each other. Then, you will know if it is him or not." His mother was holding a wooden statue of a deity in her arms. It looked broken, but she treated it like a treasure.
"It's been a busy night, I'm quite tired. Then I'll go back to sleep." The eldest daughter returned to her room to sleep while the youngest went to take a shower. The woman sneaked into the little girl's room. When she came out, the statue was already gone.
After the youngest daughter returned to her room to sleep, the mother returned to her room to rest. The lights in the living room were switched off. There was no sound outside, only silence.
"Shall we leave this place as soon as possible? This family doesn't seem to be normal. "The middle-aged man in the bloody shirt grumbled softly.
"Let's wait a little longer." Han Fei did not expect to enter the room where Zhuang Ren's family was. He wanted to know what was going on with them.
It was Zhuang Ren's family that had died but they thought it was Zhuang Ren who had died. They even held a ritual in the cryptic world.
But Han Fei was more alarmed by the picture of Zhuang Ren. It was called a living sacrifice. Han Fei had a feeling there had to be a connection between the two.
About half an hour later, one of the bedroom doors was pushed open. Light footsteps slowly approached Han Fei's bedroom.
Just as everyone's heart was racing, the lights in the living room were suddenly switched on.
"Zhuang Qing, I knew it was you. Why are you going to your father's room?" The mother's voice came from the corner of the living room. She did not return to her own room but stayed in the living room. "It was you who put the tape on the closet, right? And it was you who stole the key from the soul lock, right? "
There was anger in the mother's voice. "I really don't get it. Your father loved you so much when he was alive, so why are you so against his return? You've been causing all this destruction!"
"I …" The eldest daughter bit on her lips. She held a cleaver in her hand like she was going to destroy the closet.
"Tell me why!" The mother tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart.
"Mother, don't believe the words of the people inside the building. I feel like there's something … wrong with this ritual!" The eldest daughter finally revealed the secret in her heart.
"What's wrong?"
"I've been having a dream. In the dream, we've been repeating the ritual over and over again. We've been through this many times but we've never succeeded." Zhuang Qing looked at her mother and said after a long hesitation.
"Just because of your dream? You won't let your father return to reunite with us? "The mother was disappointed in Zhuang Qing." Do you know what family is? Even if there's only one percent chance, I'll do everything I can to bring him back because he's your father and my lover. "
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