Chapter 382
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The biggest difference between the Ziggurat underground and aboveground was that there was a thin layer of black fog that floated between the floors. Everything here was tainted with the air of death and gave off a horrible stench.
The lights in the corridor appeared to be broken but it was not that dark. Faint light seeped through the gaps of the doors.
In the darkened corridor, that small bit of light was the only reassuring thing.
Han Fei held the boy's hand. They looked like passersby who were helping a lost child get home.
In reality, one of his hands gripped the air, ready to pull out the blade at any moment while the other's soul was slowly leaking malice.
Seeing Han Fei walk away, the male student in the elevator followed him out with Ying Huo and Lai Sheng.
"Han Fei, wait for me!" The male student shouted but Han Fei appeared to be purposely maintaining a safe distance from them.
Inside the basement, white couplets were pasted on both sides of the doors. A monster that looked like a child was painted in the middle of the door. He had an innocent face and was wearing a colorful shirt.
"Is there anything special around your home? It's not a good idea for us to keep searching like this. " Han Fei controlled his speed so that he would not stray too far away from the male student but he would not disappear from their sight.
The boy lowered his head and said after a long time, "My parents live at my home … and there's a big armoire."
"That's it?" Han Fei did not mean to ask the boy, he had already discovered another use for the boy.
Han Fei slowed down and saw a half-open door next to him. There were many similar rooms on the 4th floor, this appeared to be where the Soul Chaser lived.
"Can you see if this is your house?" Pushing open the door, Han Fei gently pushed the boy into the room. After making sure the boy did not trigger anything, Han Fei stepped into the room.
The living room was neatly tidied up. Fresh fruits sat on the coffee table like they were preparing to entertain some kind of guest.
'How come the underground rooms look more normal than the ones above ground?' Perhaps because there were no ghosts, there was not even a trace of Yin energy in the room. It looked just like a room in real life.
Looking at the colorful fruits on the coffee table, Han Fei slowly approached. This was the first time he had seen real fruits in the cryptic world.
He reached out to pick it up but before his hand touched the plate, the bright skin of the fruit began to peel off and several bugs crawled out.
The bright and beautiful fruit platter was like a hotbed for insects. It looked beautiful, but if one really approached it, they might be bitten by poisonous insects.
As soon as he entered the house, the boy's expression changed. He habitually hunched his back, humble like a dog that was picked up from the streets.
As if afraid of dirtying the floor, the boy slowly approached the bedroom door along the corner of the wall.
He rubbed his hands on his clothes before grabbing the doorknob and opening the bedroom door.
A strong smell of perfume wafted out of the room. The bedroom was large and luxuriously decorated. The most eye-catching thing was a large bed and a thick wardrobe.
The wardrobe was directly opposite the bed. Hiding in the wardrobe, one could clearly see everything on the bed.
The boy's back was pressed against the door. He was too afraid to enter the room. In the end, he was pushed into the room by Han Fei.
'This looks like a normal room.' Han Fei scanned the room. There was a carpet on the floor, a large make-up mirror next to the bed, a projector at the head of the bed and a mini wine cabinet at the corner of the room.
It was clear that the couple who lived here valued their quality of life. However, even though they valued quality of life, probably because their family was not that rich, they could only decorate their appearance to be more luxurious.
While Han Fei was studying the items in the room, the boy walked to the armoire like there was something inside the armoire that was attracting him.
"Shall we open it?" Han Fei urged. The boy finally reached for the door of the wardrobe.
The small hand slowly pulled the wardrobe open. A pungent smell rushed out from inside the wardrobe, drowning out the smell of perfume in the room.
A strange sound came from inside the wardrobe. After the black fog dissipated, Han Fei discovered a disfigured boy trapped inside the wardrobe.
The boy was about the same age as the boy next to Han Fei but his face was severely deformed and his limbs were swollen. He could not climb out of the wardrobe on his own.
Han Fei frowned when he saw this scary scene. He also found several pictures inside the wardrobe.
The boy in the first picture was cute and normal. His eyes were filled with curiosity and longing for everything. There was a kind of liveliness and beauty about him.
In the second picture, it was the same boy but his expression was lifeless. Tears streamed down his face. Something seemed to have been injected into his limbs. Compared to life, he looked more like an object.
The boy in the third picture was unrecognizable. His body and face had completely changed. Even his crying had stopped.
'How did such a cute boy end up like this?'
Han Fei took out the red paper doll from his inventory. He wanted to rescue the boy from the wardrobe but once he got close, the surface of the boy's body started to crack. Black blood vessels curled around Han Fei's heart like vines. If the boy left the wardrobe, the blood vessels would explode.
The boy's skin inside the wardrobe was almost transparent. Han Fei could see that his body was not made of flesh and blood but contained a slowly expanding nightmare.
Han Fei stood where he was and did not dare to act rashly. The boy next to him ran towards the wardrobe.
Whether it was out of kindness or on purpose, he reached out to pull the boy out from the wardrobe.
But the black blood vessels exploded inside the boy's body. The ugly boy turned into a blob of black memory.
The memory was made up of the boy's pain. It twisted and weaved itself like it was trying to merge into a nightmare.
This was a very rare situation. After the boy's nightmare exploded, it was slowly absorbed by the wardrobe.
The stench from the wardrobe thickened. All the signs of the boy's life had become part of the wardrobe.
The boy didn't seem to have expected such a thing to happen. He looked terrified.
'This boy is so cunning.' Han Fei failed to save the boy. He put away the 3 pictures left behind by the boy inside the wardrobe.
Since the boy was already dead, he could not leave his picture in the place that he hated the most.
When his finger touched the pictures, the system notification appeared in Han Fei's mind.
"Notification for Player 0000, you have discovered the hidden mission item for the Death Curse Mission — One of the Butterfly's Twisted Hatred."
'This picture contains the Butterfly's Twisted Hatred? Did the animal recreate what it once experienced on another boy? '
After putting the pictures away, Han Fei exited the room. Looking at the rooms down the corridor, he shivered.
He tried to open another door. The layout of the rooms and the placement of the furniture appeared to be the same. It was as if they were all formed from the same person's memory.
To Han Fei's surprise, there was also a large wardrobe inside the bedroom.
Pushing open the wardrobe door, the boy who had lost his ability to move was wearing a little girl's floral dress. His face was completely deformed.
They had all lost their consciousness. Even if they felt pain, they could not express it clearly.
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