My Healing Games

Chapter 467 Get down here! (5000)

In the pitch-black underground warehouse, beside the wall that had been chiseled through, Han Fei held a candle and used its dim light to look at the water.

Photos floated on the murky well water, and faces crowded beneath the surface. Eyes stared at the firelight, and mouths opened and closed like those of fish starving for air.

With his arm frozen in mid-air, Han Fei could sense a very dangerous aura. If he wasn't careful, he might be dragged directly into the well.

The fingers holding the candle moved backward little by little. The face in the well stared intently at the flame. Just as the candle was about to be removed from the water's surface, something suddenly leaped up from beneath the murky water!
Cold water splashed everywhere, and Han Fei decisively let go and backed away.

The lit candle fell into the water, and the flame went out instantly.

Han Fei looked at the well with lingering fear. A candle floated on the murky water, and all the faces had vanished.

"The photos are right in front of me, but I can't get them."

Han Fei was looking for suitable tools in the storeroom when he turned around and found that the black cloth covering the shrine had fallen to the ground at some point. The dark shrine seemed to be a silent person standing on the other side of the shelf.

The temperature in the underground warehouse had dropped to a level that was unbearable for ordinary people, and the crack on the landlord's ring was gradually widening.

"Why did the black cloth fall down? Are there other people in the warehouse?"

Scanning the rows of shelves, the surrounding silence was unsettling.

Han Fei put the tool hammer next to the shrine into his pocket. He tried to turn on the light in the underground storeroom, but the light bulb above his head only flickered a few times before going out.

"It's almost midnight, and it will be even more dangerous here in the second half of the night. I have to finish this quickly."

Han Fei remembered that the last time he used fishing line to hook a photo, the line was pulled away directly. This time, he learned from his previous mistake and chose a hemp rope instead.

One end of the rope was hooked, and Han Fei tied the other end directly to the shrine and the shelf.

If the things in the well drag the rope down into the well, the shrine will also be dragged along and eventually get stuck at the entrance of the hole.

"This time there shouldn't be any problems."

The lights in the underground warehouse wouldn't turn on, so Han Fei had to light two more candles.

One was placed outside the hole, and the other was held in one's hand.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei, holding a candle in one hand and a rope in the other, slowly approached the cave entrance.

The temperature in the underground warehouse was still dropping, and Han Fei felt a chill creeping up from his feet, as if it were freezing his heart.

Slowly crouching down, Han Fei stared at the murky water, gently shaking the grappling hook in his hand, aiming it at the photograph.

Adjusting his breathing, Han Fei moved his body forward little by little. After reaching his arm into the hole, he threw the lit candle to the left side of the well and then quickly swung out the rope.

The firelight flickered above the water, reflecting the faces of people below. As the candle touched the water, Han Fei's rope also snagged on the photograph.

All eyes were drawn to the flames, and Han Fei seized the opportunity to pull the rope outwards with all his might.

The upper part of the group photo was pulled out of the water by a rope, but just then, Han Fei saw a hand that was white and swollen from being soaked grab the rope!
An indescribable force pulled Han Fei, along with the rope, toward the well. As his body moved forward, Han Fei glanced into the well and saw human heads hanging from the rope. They were all biting the rope, their faces contorted, their eyes filled with hatred.

The shelves were dragged forward, but the shrine remained standing still. The rope tightened instantly, as if the person inside the well was determined to pull the person outside in no time!

"Snapped!"

The finger-thick hemp rope was snapped in half!

The part that fell into the well water disappeared without a trace, while the half of the hemp rope that was tied to the shrine was draped over the entrance of the cave and fell vertically, about a few centimeters above the water surface.

"The well water is full of people who were sacrificed, and it is filled with all their hatred and loathing."

Perhaps the well was only slightly special at first, but as more and more "important items" fell into it, the well's power grew stronger and stronger. It was the evil in people's hearts and their endless greed that created this monster.

Standing between the well and the shrine, Han Fei's gaze slowly moved: "Could it be that so-called gods are also 'manufactured' in this way?"

Filled with doubt, Han Fei looked at the black shrine and was surprised to find that the small door on the shrine was open a crack, as if an eye was watching him from inside the shrine!
A very ominous premonition arose in Han Fei's heart. He picked up the black cloth on the ground and wanted to cover the shrine again, but at that moment, a system notification came to his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have triggered the random shrine quest - Wishing Well."

"Wishing Well: Legend has it that there is a well where you can get a corresponding reward if you throw something important into it. However, all items thrown into the well cannot be redeemed, so this well is also known as the Regret Well in legend."

"Mission requirements: The choices you make cannot be reversed, but you can do your best to make amends. If you want to retrieve the items from the well, you must exchange yourself for them. Please jump into the wishing well before midnight and take out any three items."

Upon hearing the mission notification, Han Fei's eyelids twitched several times; he was certain he hadn't misheard.

"Let me jump in?"

Han Fei pursed his dry lips, took out his phone and glanced at the time. It was 11:50 p.m., with only ten minutes left until midnight.

The cracks in the shrine door were slowly widening, as if the things inside would come out in the middle of the night, and the temperature in the underground storeroom had already dropped drastically.

Opening the attribute panel, Han Fei carefully read every word in the mission information: "Are you really going to make me jump into a well? Even if you throw a rope in, the ghost will snap it. How am I supposed to come back up after I jump?"

Beneath the water's surface were countless human faces. When the rope was lowered, there were still countless heads biting onto it. If Han Fei had jumped in himself, those heads might have bitten his body instead.

"Is this system trying to get rid of me because I've lived too long?"

Shaking his head, Han Fei would rather fail the mission than jump into the well: "It's too dangerous. I'd better think of another way."

Time passed second by second, and Han Fei tried many methods but could not retrieve the photo. To make matters worse, he discovered that the water level in the well seemed to be slowly rising.

The human face hidden in the murky well water seemed to be trying to crawl out.

"Try one last time. If it still doesn't work, we'll have to leave for now."

Han Fei glanced at the small door on the shrine. Every time he entered the underground storeroom after midnight, something bad would happen. The first time, he was trapped in the storeroom, and the second time, he fell into the hallucination of the shrine's owner.

Having found a climbing rope and a bungee jumping safety lock, Han Fei secured them to the shrine. Just as he was about to throw the climbing rope into the well, he suddenly heard a "ding-dong" sound from above.

"Someone came into the store? Was it the store owner?"

After draping the black cloth over the shrine, Han Fei quickly put the shelves back in their original positions. He ran towards the escalator at the perfect moment, but just as he was about to push the barrier, he discovered that it wouldn't budge!
"broken!"

It wasn't midnight yet, but an accident still occurred: the only exit from the underground warehouse was blocked.

"What should I do?" Several ideas flashed through Han Fei's mind instantly. He could run to the middle of the shelves and pretend to organize the goods, or pretend to be unconscious and say that someone had attacked him; or, if he was going to be more aggressive, he could ambush people who came into the store.

Footsteps came from the secondhand shop above; the other person had entered.

Han Fei listened carefully. After the footsteps paused briefly at the counter, they headed directly towards the entrance to the underground warehouse.

Holding his breath, Han Fei quietly took out the Rebirth Blade, but just then, the tinkling sound rang out again.

Another person has entered the store!
If there is only one person, Han Fei can launch a sneak attack, but if there are two people, he can only retreat first and then make a decision based on the situation.

"Are you sure other outsiders have entered the shrine world?" The footsteps faded, and the two people who had entered the shop stood near the partition and began to talk.

"We can't contact Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers, and Six Fingers has also suddenly disappeared. The memory fragments in this shrine world do have the ability to kill them, but they would have left a message as agreed before they died. It's impossible for them to be like this now, with no trace of them, neither alive nor dead."

“We’ve been exploring this world for almost ten years, but we still haven’t figured it out. I don’t think their disappearance has much to do with outsiders; it’s more likely that someone triggered a key memory node…”

"Five Fingers, I didn't call you here to hear you argue with me." The cold voice carried a hint of impatience, the same tone as the chef Han Fei had met before.

“The others have already found Pei Yang, and Ten Fingers also thinks Pei Yang is the real sacrifice. I advise you to follow the procedure carefully and not to open the shrine in advance and ruin the ritual.” Another person did not take the chef’s words to heart at all: “Don’t forget what the situation is like outside now. New unspeakable things have appeared in the deep world. We no longer have the chance to continue trying. Everything must be done with caution.”

“I won’t touch the shrine. I’m only here to capture that diner. I think he’s more likely to become the final sacrifice than Pei Yang.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the partitions of the underground warehouse began to twist, and a chilling aura surged outwards.

"Oh!"

The tightly closed partition was opened by an external force, and a biting chill rushed out from the underground warehouse.

“Five Fingers, after I use my abilities, I will be expelled from the shrine world. When that happens, you will help me send that person to Ten Fingers. Even if he is not the final sacrifice, you must find out why he appeared in the shrine.” The chef stepped onto the escalator and entered the underground storeroom. The four human head tattoos on his neck came to life, swimming like black fish under his skin.

“There are so many people in this world of memories, it’s normal to miss one or two.” A dwarf followed behind the chef. He was dressed like a primary school student, but his voice was incredibly weathered.

“I’ve smelled countless ‘meat’s’, so I can tell you with absolute certainty that the person’s scent is very distinctive!” The chef scanned the rows of shelves: “Don’t be careless, there’s a lingering aroma of meat in the air; he should still be in the warehouse.”

“Even if you die here, it won’t harm your soul. I don’t understand why you’re worried.” The dwarf jumped off the escalator, his skin beneath his clothes almost entirely covered in human face tattoos. “I can help you because we usually get along well, but next time, before you cook, could you let me play with the ingredients first?”

"Don't bother me." The chef closed his eyes, his nostrils twitching as he smelled the lingering aroma of meat in the air.

He slowly turned around and said to the dwarf who hadn't yet stepped off the escalator, "The smell seems to be coming from here?"

Opening his eyes, the chef saw a figure standing on the shelf behind the escalator. The figure wore a hideous beast-face mask and held a bladeless knife.

"careful!"

He shouted a warning, but it was too late. Han Fei, who was prepared, had already plunged the knife into the dwarf's back!
A dazzling light pierced through the dwarf's body, and before his hands could even touch the tattoos on his skin, his entire torso was sliced ​​in two!
The cracked mouth slowly opened wider, and the dwarf felt his memories and soul burning simultaneously.

"He...he can hurt those of us who have no memory..."

The small body fell from the escalator and vanished before it even hit the ground.

The dwarf's screams still echoed in the underground warehouse, but Han Fei and the cook paid no attention to him.

After landing a successful blow, Han Fei immediately launched an attack on the chef. The Rebirth Blade could injure the Ten Fingers' physical body within the shrine's memory world. This was a secret that absolutely could not be revealed, and it was his only trump card against the Ten Fingers.

"You really are suspicious!" the chef screamed. A human face on his arm shattered into countless beads of blood, and a continuous stream of yin energy surged into his body.

Han Fei reacted quickly, but his blade still couldn't touch the chef.

Han Fei had actually considered the possibility of encountering the person with ten fingers, but he didn't expect that the other party would come with two people.

"You killed Six Fingers and Seven Fingers too, didn't you?" The chef's arms began to bleed, his skin ulcerated, and he began to forcibly absorb the yin energy from the memory world.

"Guess?" Han Fei stepped back, secretly hiding the paper figure in his arms on the side of the shelf.

"Once I catch you, all the problems will be solved." The aura emanating from the chef went beyond ordinary resentment.

"I heard that once you use an ability that doesn't belong to the world of memories, you'll be expelled from this world. Let me calculate how much time you have left." Han Fei's beast-face mask, which he obtained from Animal Alley, could shield him from external perception. His own shrine ability was to hide his soul aura, but even so, the chef still smelled a hint of meat. The other party's special ability should be related to enhancing the five senses.

"It seems you know quite a lot. In order to prevent you from affecting Ten Fingers' plan, I have no choice but to kill you." The chef took a step forward and appeared in front of Han Fei in the next moment: "I will kill you here first, and then kill you a second time outside, so that your soul will be scattered."

His skin began to dissolve, and every inch of his flesh was filled with resentment. Even a casual punch brought great pressure to Han Fei.

Han Fei swung his knife upwards, but before the blade even touched the chef, the flesh on the chef's arm had already separated and wrapped around Han Fei's body like tentacles.

"No matter how sharp your knife is, if it can't cut anyone, it's just a piece of scrap metal."

With a swing of his arm, Han Fei's body was slammed heavily to the ground. Their strength and speed were too different; in an open space, Han Fei was no match for the chef.

Touching the head tattoo with your ten fingers will release a portion of your power, which will continue to grow until it is expelled from the shrine's memory world.

"We can't put it off any longer."

Getting up from the ground, Han Fei stumbled and ran towards the depths of the warehouse.

Knocked down and thrown away time and time again, Han Fei gradually weakened, and it seemed he could no longer even stand.

"Such a bizarre soul, and this is all the strength you have? I even hid some of my abilities." The chef grabbed Han Fei by the neck and slammed him against the last shelf: "You can't escape."

The chef pulled a knife formed from blood and resentment from his own flesh: "I will cut your body open piece by piece and see what color your heart is."

"Only beasts are curious about the color of human hearts." Han Fei's voice came from under the mask; he was already somewhat speechless.

"Sharp-tongued." The angry chef grabbed Han Fei by the neck and slammed him against the shelf again and again.

Han Fei seemed to have completely lost the ability to resist. He had multiple injuries, and his fingers could not even grip the Rebirth Blade tightly.

The chef, who had completely gained the upper hand, laughed, looking at Han Fei as if he were admiring a rare ingredient.

“I already know what you look like. After leaving this world of memories, you are doomed to die. You can’t escape.”

The knife, made of blood, slowly rose, and the chef swung it towards Han Fei's chest.

With his life hanging by a thread, Han Fei seemed to be using his last strength to raise the Rebirth Blade to block, but the chef was prepared and easily avoided the blade.

"You'd rather die than let go of that knife? In that case, I'll cut off your hand!"

The chef, knowing that things could go wrong, didn't hesitate any longer. But just as his knife was about to fall on Han Fei, the previously dying Han Fei suddenly kicked the already crooked shelf.

The shelves displaying various items tilted forward, briefly obscuring the chef's view. Fearing that Han Fei might have some other trump cards up his sleeve, he continued to stab downwards regardless.

This time, Han Fei didn't dodge. He grabbed the chef's arm tightly and jumped backward with all his might!
Isn't there a wall behind you?

A dark hole appeared before them, and before the chef could react, Han Fei had already grabbed half of his body and jumped into the well water.

Water splashed everywhere, burning the skin like flowing flames.

The excruciating pain was unbearable. Han Fei gritted his teeth and used the secret to touch the depths of the soul to hold onto the chef tightly.

The Midnight Butcher's professional talent was triggered, and after Han Fei's health dropped to the danger line, all of his physical stats began to double.

"Get down here right now!"

The clock struck midnight, echoing through the mall. Caught off guard, the chef fell into a deep well along with Han Fei.

Thank you, Lord of the Luo River, for your compassionate leadership!
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(End of this chapter)