Chapter 829 Blood Banquet
Shiweige was once the most famous restaurant in the old city of Xinhu. The signboard at the entrance of the lobby is said to have a history of more than 200 years, and the owner's ancestor was an imperial chef.
Everyone who has lived in the old city knows this place, but most ordinary people probably will never have the opportunity to eat there.
Stepping out of the shadows quietly, Han Fei glanced around.
What was once the top restaurant in Xinhu has now become a desolate "Yizhuang". The red lanterns hanging on both sides of the sign swayed in the night wind, like the scarlet eyes of evil spirits.
"The evil atmosphere is so strong."
Han Fei was wearing Gao Cheng's black peaked cap. The lazy ghost in the hat was frightened awake. It kept reminding Han Fei to leave. There were a lot of people gathered in the restaurant in front of him. Ghost!
"Is today the Ghost Festival? Why do I feel like the ghosts around me are moving here?"
Shiwei Pavilion is just a red building, there is no hatred inside, but the amount of resentment hidden in it has already It is far more than an ordinary red building, and it is constantly attracting ghosts and monsters around it.
"The random shrine mission has been triggered, and there will be another assessment soon. If I come back tomorrow night, there will definitely not be enough time." In order to enter Area A, Han Fei's mental pollution became thirty-two and continued to deteriorate. , it is difficult for him to even protect himself, let alone protect the students in the class.
Lowering the brim of his hat, Han Fei ignored the reminder from the lazy guy in the cap, walked under the red lantern, and quietly entered the Food Pavilion.
The last ray of light during the day disappeared on the horizon, darkness enveloped the city, and the master of the night began to appear.
There are three floors of Shiwei Pavilion. The higher you go, the higher the level, the rarer the dishes and the more authentic the taste.
Looking at the antique decoration inside the building, Han Fei seemed to have returned to the past, walking in history frozen in time.
The building itself exudes a special fragrance. It seems that because there are so many meals cooked here, the delicious food is engraved into the building itself.
"Are we hosting any guests here tonight?"
Every few steps you can see a red lantern hanging high, the scarlet light shining on people's faces, and the stair handrails engraved with dragon patterns. It had been mopped and a brand new carpet had been laid on the wooden floor.
Han Fei quietly approached the table closest to him. Dinner plates had been placed on the red tablecloth in advance. There was also a piece of white paper with a curse written on it under the plate. It seemed that only specific people could taste it. What's on the plate.
Moving along the corner of the hall, Han Fei avoided the giant sculpture of dragon and phoenix in the middle of the pavilion. He wanted to go up the stairs, but suddenly he heard a scolding sound coming from not far away.
Under the guidance of the peaked cap, Han Fei lay under the window sill and peeked. Sitting next to the huge round table in the third box was a fat man who looked like a giant bucket. He held a knife in his left hand and a pair of pairs in his right hand. Chopsticks, eyes covered by fat stared greedily at the table.
There is another him on the dining table in front of this giant fat man!
With a huge body and a body full of grease, he was tied to the dinner plate like a mountain of meat.
The scolding, scolding, and greedy swallowing sounds were mixed together, and the fat man was eating himself.
"Attention player number 0000! You have discovered the first guest to attend the blood feast."
"Is this monster also here to attend the blood feast?"
The shrine's random mission required Han Fei to survive until the end, and he was in no mood to conflict with the fat man in the box now.
"Gluttony and greed, his personality is very similar to Gao Cheng's. After I find the ghost blood, I may try to swallow it."
Although the greedy personality has great side effects, But it is undeniable that it is a very terrifying personality. After swallowing ghosts, you can not only strengthen yourself, but also gain the other party's special abilities!
As long as you don't have a mental breakdown, your greedy personality has unlimited possibilities.
Withdrawing quietly, Han Fei walked around to the other side of the box. The fragrance in the air became stronger and stronger. It was a kind of spiritual addiction that made people unable to help but stay here until they were shaken off. Serve to the table.
"The hall, the private room, and beyond should be the kitchen of Shiwei Pavilion."
Because there are many secret recipes and the ingredients of many dishes are top secret, the kitchen of Shiwei Pavilion is absolutely forbidden. No diners are allowed inside.
"Ghost blood can also be regarded as a kind of food. Could it be that Wang Chuqing got the ghost blood from the back kitchen of Shiwei Pavilion?" Most ghosts are filled with obsession and resentment, and only a few of them have condensed resentment. Only ghosts possess ghost blood, which is extremely difficult to preserve and extremely rare.
Following the scent in the air, Han Fei approached the kitchen door step by step. He looked at the swinging door curtain in front of him and slowly raised his arm.
Gently grasping the corner of the door curtain with his fingertips, Han Fei was about to open it when a hand suddenly fell on his shoulder.
"Stop talking, I am Wang Chuqing. The kitchen is a forbidden area for the living. If you go there like this, you will die!"
Teacher Wang's voice rang in Han Fei's ears. He turned around and saw that Teacher Wang had been hiding there. In the shadow of the stairs and the kitchen, the other party seemed to predict that Han Fei would try to enter the kitchen of Shiwei Pavilion tonight.
"Follow me."
Wang Chuqing didn't let go. Wang Chuqing was really afraid that Han Fei would suddenly go crazy. He dragged Han Fei and evacuated to box No. 8 on the first floor.
Lifting the tablecloth, the two of them hid under the table.
"Why are you here?"
"You know what you're asking." Wang Chuqing frowned and looked at Han Fei. He didn't waste any time and directly took out the black lottery he drew: "You and I will exchange the assessment venue. I will help you." You take ghost blood!"
"Didn't the principal say no exchange?" Han Fei lay on the ground and stretched out. This task should be much easier tonight with Wang Chuqing.
"The cursed bamboo sticks brought out from each building are the keys to entering the building. You only need to exchange bamboo sticks with me, and you don't need to take care of all other issues!" Wang Chuqing's eyes turned red.
"I'm curious, why do you want to protect the students in your class so much? You came to me before you got the black lottery, and you seem to be worried about the children in your class being killed?" After staying away from school , Han Fei dared to ask some more sensitive questions.
"If I tell you the truth, are you willing to exchange it with me?" Wang Chuqing saw Han Fei nodding. He hesitated for a while before speaking: "The person in charge of Class 5 was my wife. She told me before she died that my The child is also in Class 5. "
"Did you imagine your wife? Your name is your wife's name, but no other teacher in the school seems to have seen her..." Han Fei felt. Feeling a trace of murderous intent, he closed his mouth knowingly.
"My personality is sincerity, I will not deceive anyone." Wang Chuqing pulled out a strange bone knife: "This bone knife is made from my wife's body. She has been watching Look at me to see if I have violated our oath."
"The teachers in our school are really not normal people. "Han Fei held his chin with one hand: "Our assessment venues are in Area C. If you can help me get enough ghost blood, I can exchange it with you, but you can't leak this information before the assessment begins. Get out.”
“What do you mean by enough ghost blood?”
"My mental pollution index is now 32. At least I have to get my mind back to normal." Han Fei clutched the coin of fate: "You should know my strength. I may not be able to attack 100% now. It’s okay to kill you, but we will both lose.”
“Deal.” Wang Chuqing didn’t trust Han Fei, but he had no better choice now: “Let’s spend tonight. Finally, I will give you the ghost blood, and you will give me the white sign to keep."
"No problem."
Seeing Han Fei so happy, Wang Chuqing stopped writing." I have been to Shiwei Pavilion before. Although this place is a red building, sometimes the ghosts in the black building will come here."
"Will the ghosts in the building still come out?"
"Normally not, but Shiwei Pavilion is special. A blood feast will be held here every once in a while. As long as we can avoid the blood feast, basically there won't be any big problems." Wang Chuqing's words are very interesting. Han Fei was a bit worried. He received a reminder from the system and he was here to participate in the blood feast tonight.
"Can you tell me what a blood feast is?"
"The blood feast is prepared to appease the ghost mother."
From Wang Chuqing's mouth, Han Fei heard A new name: "Ghost Mother? Is she hatred? Or is she an unspeakable existence?"
< br>"The Ghost Mother is the most special ghost in Area A. No living person has ever seen her, but some ghosts know her existence." Wang Chuqing whispered: "It is said that she is a ghost-eating ghost, and some people say that A Many big ghosts in the district are her children, and she has been in many black buildings.”
"A ghost that eats ghosts?" Han Fei thought of Gao Cheng. Gao Cheng, who had a greedy personality, could also eat ghosts.
“Many of the dishes at the Blood Banquet were made with ghosts, so I was lucky enough to find ghost blood here last time.” Wang Chuqing was still lamenting her luck last time, but what happened next The incident made him unable to laugh no matter what.
The doors of all the private rooms were opened, rain of blood floated in the air, the dragons and phoenixes carved on the pavilion began to cry, and one after another miserable screams rang out in each private room of the Shiwei Pavilion.
"Blood rain? The resentful ghost is crying? Is this a blood feast tonight?" Wang Chuqing's lips were trembling slightly, and Han Fei next to him nodded towards him.
“Yes, tonight is the blood feast.”
The giant sculpture in the center of the Food Pavilion was soaked by the rain of blood, and the red lanterns hanging high looked like children's faces, swaying and laughing.
The heavy door was pushed open from the outside, and figures hidden under black robes entered the Food Pavilion holding items that exuded a strong curse. They seemed to be evil believers. , some kind of ceremony is being held.
“Withered flowers, yellowed missing persons notices, dried cat corpses, sweaters knitted for children, cakes covered with mold, handwritten letters that have not been sent...”
The cursed objects on the tray all seemed to come from the same person. The objects seemed to be ordinary things in daily life, but the cursed atmosphere they exuded was already at the level of hatred.
“All these cursed objects belong to the ghost mother? How scary is she? Why is there such a special ghost in the happy shrine memory world?”
The weirdos in black robes put the cursed objects into different boxes. These cursed objects seemed to be the incarnations of the ghost mother, and they wanted to taste the ghosts on behalf of the ghost mother.
There were footsteps at the door of the box, and Han Fei and Wang Chuqing became nervous. They held their breath and looked carefully. The black robe placed a thick stack of missing persons notices on the dining table of their box!
The endless hatred is like a sea of ice hanging in the air, exuding a biting chill every moment.
Han Fei and Wang Chuqing, who were hiding under the dining table, were now under great pressure. They knew it was not advisable to stay here for a long time and wanted to leave quickly before the blood feast started.
Lifting a corner of the tablecloth, Wang Chuqing and Han Fei quietly climbed out from under the table.
"Come on! I'll help you get ghost blood tomorrow night!" Wang Chuqing stepped forward, but after walking two meters, he found that Han Fei was standing still: "What are you doing?"
Han When Fei crawled out from under the dining table, he turned his head and glanced at the hate-level cursed object on the table - the missing person notice. His eyes glanced at the words on the missing person notice.
“My child was taken away from Xinhu First Hospital. There was a small birthmark on his heart, and there was a gold lock with his name in the package. He was called Happy! Anyone who can provide clues, I am willing to One hundred thousand in return..."
"Happy?" Han Fei moved his eyes downward and saw the photo on the missing person notice.
The child in the black and white photo was grinning at him, and the other person's mouth slowly opened, as if to say - your greatest greed is to take away my mother's love!
Countless shadows emerged from the abyss of greed in his mind, and the severe pain almost tore Han Fei's soul apart. This unspeakable pain did not come from Han Fei, but from Gao Cheng.
“The child you are looking for in the missing person notice is Gao Xing. He said that Gao Cheng’s biggest greed is to take away his mother’s love?”
“Is the ghost mother happy? Biological mother? She is Gao Cheng’s most respected adoptive mother? Have you disappeared a long time ago? "
Gao Cheng, who would do whatever it takes to survive, has long lost his dignity and bottom line, but he did not give in this time. Greedy Abyss took the initiative to merge with Han Fei, and he wanted to drive him Han Fei went to shred all the missing person notices. (End of this chapter)