My Iyashikei Game - Chapter 409

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“Task requirements: Explore Ancestral Street and restore the shrines in Ancestral Street.”

“Mission hint: Not all gods live in shrines.”

“Attention! This task is a time-limited task, please complete it within three hours!”

The system prompt sound appeared very suddenly. After Han Fei carefully read the mission information, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes: “Repair the shrine? What to use to repair it?”

He came here to do a big job and didn’t care much about Ancestral Hall Street itself, but because of this F-level mission, he has now changed his mind.

All tasks related to the shrine must be treated with caution.

According to the information currently available, the shrine is the road to the unspeakable, and any shrine must be paid attention to.

“It’s still a time-limited mission, and I only have three hours.”

Han Fei walked directly into Ancestral Hall Street holding the altar, and he could clearly feel the difference between this street and other places.

There was no sign of any ghosts, nor could I feel the stench and bloody smell emanating from Resentment’s body. Instead, there was a faint smoke in the air.

Looking into the distance, the Ancestral Hall Street is not very long, and you can see the head at a glance. The doors and windows of every household on both sides of the street are sealed with bricks, and strange symbols are written on the walls.

“Can you feel the anomaly?” Han Fei communicated with the neighbors in the spiritual altar, but he didn’t even notice anything wrong with crying, which was very sensitive to despair and negative emotions.

“Singing has been seriously injured. If I were him, I would definitely restrain my breath now, hide in the dark, and then find an opportunity to kill me. Catch the thief first and catch the king. After I die, the people in the dead building and the happy community will be killed. will be divided.”

With his brain running fast, Han Fei’s expression didn’t seem to change, but in fact his consciousness never left the game exit button.

“Singing had been severely injured before entering the dead building. When he shot the butterfly, it was injured again on the basis of the original. Now its strength is estimated to be less than 10%.”

Various tactics and countermeasures kept popping up in his mind, and Han Fei had entered the depths of Ancestral Hall Street unknowingly.

When he reached the center of Ancestral Hall Street, not only him, but all the Specters including Zhuang Wen stopped.

There is one of the oldest ancestral halls in the center of Ancestral Hall Street, from which the desolate and frightening singing is being heard.

“The song is in there!”

From a distance of a few meters, everyone has already felt that kind of pressure.

The body is resisting instinctively, and I don’t even see the shadow, and my legs don’t feel like they want to step back.

The neighbors of Xingfu Community walked out of the spiritual altar and protected Han Fei.

When they met Singing at the security company, Han Fei drew Singing into the dead building alone in order to buy time for everyone to escape.

Facing the singing again, the neighbors of Xingfu Community will never let such a thing happen.

“Something doesn’t seem right.”

In the past, as long as I heard the song, all resentments and regrets had to escape and hide, but now it is different.

Everyone moved towards the building in the center of Ancestral Hall Street. Compared with other buildings, this building was obviously much older and had a special style of construction. It was a bit like an old house from a hundred years ago.

“Before us, it seems that something else has come.” The mirror god behind Yinglong said suddenly: “There is a smell I hate very much at the door of the ancestral hall. Although it is very weak, I can be sure that people from other areas have been there. pass here.”

“What is that?” Yinglong found a few thin red lines at the entrance of the ancestral hall. He reached out and touched them, and those thin lines instantly turned into foul-smelling blood.

“Stay away from that rope.” Mirror God said again: “The dead building area is full of death curses, the most common here are all kinds of curses, other areas are not the same as the dead building, such as these will melt into blood The ropes. They are called life ropes, and they are things tied to the ankles of the dead. I once heard the previous building superintendent say that there are haters in other areas who use life strings to control the fate of a lot of resentment, making them all into toys and toys. puppet.”

“The butterfly just died, is there something that can’t hold it anymore?” Han Fei took out the saber and slashed at the blood on the ground. There was a scream from the blood beads, and then the blood beads turned into black smoke and disappeared. .

“It is said that the life rope is connected to a person’s destiny. It seems that your knife can cut off even the fate of maliciousness.” Jingshen was very surprised. This was the first time he saw this scene.

“Since it can be chopped to pieces by the death knife, it means that the other party is full of evil and evil thoughts. We have to make plans early.” Han Fei motioned for everyone to move on: “I just killed the butterfly, and now there are other things I want. Come here, you can’t relax for a moment in this deep world.”

Pushing open the door of the ancestral hall in the center of the street, there are blood-stained red ropes everywhere, and white and black talismans are wrapped around each rope.

Slashing the red rope with a knife, there was a black coffin deep in the ancestral hall. At the end of the coffin was an offering table with a broken shrine on it.

“The shrine on the top floor of the dead building was brought here by singing?”

Han Fei and the owners of the dead building recognized the shrine at a glance, when the butterfly inspired the hidden things in the shrine and attacked the singing with all their strength.

Singing abruptly endured the attack, and then left with the shrine and the old man’s head.

After seeing the broken shrine, everyone became nervous. They were on full guard, and then slowly set their eyes on the black coffin. The only place where people could hide in the ancestral hall was the coffin.

Several resentments approached at the same time, and under the prompting of the Mirror God, the coffin lid was opened.

Inside the black coffin, there was a music box from which the miserable conjuring song was sent.

No one dared to act rashly, and finally Xu Qin took the music box out of the black coffin.

This music box looks very ordinary, but there are two sentences written under the box.

The first sentence Han Fei has seen in reality – “I hope everyone in the world will listen to your singing, and I hope you can touch their heartstrings and bring them moving and happiness.”

The handwriting of the second sentence is completely different from the first sentence. It is full of twisted and crazy killing intent. Just by looking at the twisted font, one can feel the anger and pain of the person who engraved the words – “God bless only those who treat himself useful person”.

“If the singing voice is really one of Fu Sheng’s three children, then the first sentence should be left to the singing voice by Fu Sheng, and the second sentence is most likely written by the singing voice to Fu Sheng.” Han Fei could see that, Something must have happened between Song Sheng and Fu Sheng.

“The faces of all the statues in this ancestral hall have been destroyed, and all the places where the name of the memorial should be written have been smeared out, as if the person in the ancestral hall has a name that cannot be spoken.”

“Among all the people I know, the only one who meets this condition is Fu Sheng, the head of the building. He chose the path of destroying the deep world, and he is destined to be the enemy of all the unspeakable things in the deep world. Judging from the ending, he was beaten until his memory collapsed. Bro, his name should have become a taboo.”

“After Singing got the shrine and the head of the old man, he went directly to the ancestral hall and put the shrine here. Could it be that this ancestral street was originally built to pay homage to Fu Sheng? If he hadn’t been beaten and his memory shattered, this street would have been lost. There should be statues of him everywhere.”

Fu Sheng’s path failed, and now no one dares to mention his name, and his idol has also been destroyed.

Remember him firmly, apart from Han Fei, there should be only singing.

“For Fu Sheng, destroying the deep world is the ultimate goal. Although singing is his child, in front of the ultimate goal, singing is likely to be abandoned.”

Singing is an indescribable existence. How badly did he suffer to get to this point?

Han Fei still has many doubts, but no one can answer those doubts for him.

Before his arrival, Song dropped the shrine and left with the head of the old man.

It stands to reason that Han Fei is indeed proud of being able to force an unspeakable existence into this, but he is not happy at all.

The life ropes outside the gate of the ancestral hall show that besides him, there are others who have their eyes on the singing.

“When I logged into the game, I also saw Sing Sheng squatting in the Ancestral Hall Street with a human head in his arms. Is he waiting for me on purpose? Want to attract me here?”

Han Fei’s impression of singing has always been strong, crazy, and bloodthirsty, but after singing took away the old man’s head, he seemed to be different from before, as if he had found a trace of it. reason.

“What the hell does he want to do?”

Looking at the shrine on the offering table, Han Fei got closer, and he felt that something was attracting him.

“The shrine is pressed against the table, as if it should have been there…”

“Be careful, don’t touch the shrine at will.”

The Mirror God reminded him from behind, but Han Fei still grabbed the black cloth on the shrine and opened it.

At this moment, Han Fei stood alone in front of the shrine and looked into the shrine.

The broken shrine has been repaired, but the idol inside has no face.

At this moment, Han Fei’s eyes seemed to bleed, and he heard mad laughter in his ears.

When his vision returned to normal, the face of the god in the shrine was slowly becoming the same as that of Han Fei!

“Players with number 0000, please pay attention! Building a shrine for yourself is extremely risky! Please consider carefully!”

“Warning! Players who establish a shrine before level 30 have a 100% mortality rate! Please consider carefully!”

Hearing the system’s constant frantic warnings, Han Fei panicked. He just opened the shrine and did nothing.

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