My Healing Games

Chapter 456 I can change my boss
After making the appointment with Wang Ping'an, Han Fei originally planned to let him go home early, but Ping'an took out his phone and kept scrolling through the records, finally pointing to the shop at Han Fei's feet.

"We've also ordered a lot of rice here."

Han Fei looked at Wang Ping'an's phone screen. The first rice order he received was for a secondhand store.

"I...I delivered it to the store, but the food was thrown away. The staff said no one ordered it." Wang Ping'an spoke slowly, as if he was trying hard to express himself.

"We've ordered white rice from our shop before?" If only the dead would order this kind of white rice, then it means there are dead people in the secondhand market, and the person in question might be hiding in a corner of the shop right now.

"The store is full of recycled secondhand goods, and it's normal for some of them to have unclean things on them. That's what makes them genuine old items. Maybe the store owner just likes to collect these haunted little things." A slightly more normal shop assistant might be terrified by now, but Han Fei didn't think it was a big deal.

After Wang Ping'an left, Han Fei returned to the counter and then, taking advantage of a blind spot in the surveillance footage, turned off the store's security cameras.

"I love my job and treat the company like my own home. I'm sure I can do a good job of researching things that are in my own home."

Han Fei took out the landlord's ring from his inventory and put it on his finger. As soon as he put the ring on, a familiar chill emanated from him.

“I knew there was something wrong with these recycled goods. The mall owner definitely didn’t build this place out of sentimentality, but with a deeper motive.”

Raising his arm, Han Fei approached the merchandise in the store with the hand wearing the landlord's ring. Following the ring's guidance, he walked all the way to the shrine.

There was a fake shrine at the deepest part of the secondhand shop; the real shrine was in the underground storeroom.

Ever since Han Fei learned that the real shrine was underground, he hadn't paid any attention to the one on the surface. But now, the landlord's ring was giving Han Fei a clear hint: the fake shrine on the surface was also constantly emanating a chill!

Lifting the black cloth, the wooden shrine was ordinary, no different from any other shrine Han Fei had seen before, like an old handicraft.

The shrine door was nailed shut with wooden planks. If you look closely, you'll find words that sound like curses written on the planks, meaning that whoever opens the shrine door will encounter misfortune and disaster.

The shrines above ground and those underground are the same size, but they give off completely different feelings.

The underground shrine is so unusual that anyone who gets close will notice something amiss. Once the black cloth is lifted, the entire underground storehouse becomes eerie.

Although the door to the fake shrine in front of Han Fei was sealed, it did not give people a sense of great danger.

"Should we open it and take a look? As the master of the Great Affliction and Li Zai's best friend, I am burdened with several unspeakable curses. I should be considered the most unfortunate person in the Deep World, right?"

Desperate, Han Fei put on gloves and found the toolbox in the shop.

Since the surveillance cameras were already turned off and there were no customers outside, he simply removed the wooden planks from the shrine door.

The landlord's ring kept reminding Han Fei, but he paid no attention. He imitated how Da Nie destroyed the shrine, avoiding the front of the shrine and opening the door from the side.

Almost the instant the small door was pushed open, the lights inside the shop began to flicker, and a scarred arm reached out from the shrine, grabbing at Han Fei's fingers!

Han Fei was prepared and reacted very quickly, but he was still caught by the other party.

His body was dragged toward the shrine. Han Fei barely managed to maintain his balance. His bloodshot left eye saw a man covered in wounds stuffed inside the dark shrine.

The man's limbs and torso were twisted together, placed in the shrine like a jar. His pale face was facing the shop entrance, his mouth half-open, and black mist kept seeping into his body.

"Is this guy wearing the same uniform as me?"

Unable to break free, Han Fei's mind raced. In a moment of inspiration, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'm here to deliver the red sweater! Mom has been looking for you! She comes to the store every day because of you, and I want you to be reunited with her!"

As his body leaned towards the shrine, the irresistible force weakened slightly.

"The shop owner harmed you, and now he's trying to kill me! It was Mom who saved me! I've come to repay her kindness!"

Han Fei's acting was also filled with sincerity; he wasn't just reciting lines, but rather shouting out what was in his heart.

The strength in that arm lessened, and Han Fei seized the opportunity to roll backward. He wasn't trying to escape, but rather to grab a package not far away.

After the old lady pulled him out of his hallucination, she placed the clothes that were to be donated that evening not far from the shrine.

Reaching into the package, Han Fei pulled out a red sweater stained with animal blood. Holding the package, he returned to the shrine. "Our mother was deceived by the shop owner! She thought that if we did a thousand good deeds, she would be released. In reality, the shop owner had no intention of letting us go! He used us, squeezed out our last bit of value, and even wanted to kill us! I was forced into this situation, which is why I risked opening the shrine!"

Han Fei took out the red sweater from the package and held it in front of him: "Your mother saved me! Now I'm risking my life to reunite you! I'll take the blame for the shop owner's anger. You use this time to reunite with your mother. She's been waiting for you for ten years. Don't let her wait any longer!"

His desperate shouts, each word brimming with genuine emotion, stunned the man in the shrine.

For the first time in ten years, I saw the light of day again, only to find such a strange person standing before me.

The wounded arm stopped dragging Han Fei. The man, folded up like a jar, opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to say something, but unfortunately, his teeth and tongue had been pulled out, so he couldn't make a sound.

He struggled in the dark shrine, but couldn't even move his body; he had become one with the inner wall of the shrine.

“What are you trying to say? If you can’t leave the shrine, I can take the shrine to her…”

Before Han Fei could finish speaking, the man in the shrine began to struggle violently, seemingly unwilling for his mother to see him in his current state.

"Then how can I help you?"

The man's only movable arm frantically pounded on the base of the shrine until he exhausted all his strength.

The lights came back on, and the man in the shrine disappeared. The fake shrine now contained only a black and white portrait.

The man in the photo is a handsome middle-aged man, mature and weathered, with a touch of melancholy on his face, as if he hasn't smiled happily in a long time.

Looking at the photo and then recalling the man folded up like a jar in the shrine, Han Fei got goosebumps: "Is this the same person?"

He took out the photo and hid it in the red sweater the old lady was preparing to donate. Then he tried to move the shrine to see what was under the base of the shrine.

The wooden shrine was much heavier than Han Fei had imagined; he used all his strength to move it even a little.

As the base of the shrine moved, deformed insects scurried out, their cries sounding just like a child's.

With continued effort, when Han Fei finally pushed the shrine open, a pitch-black hole appeared in front of him.

"The shrine on the ground was there to suppress this cave?"

The base of the shrine and the area around the entrance were covered with dense, vein-like roots, which Han Fei had accidentally torn off when he moved the shrine earlier.

"It seems to be connected to the underground warehouse?"

Looking down from the cave entrance, it appears to be a well, with some floating debris and many photos faintly visible on the water below.

After finding a fishing line in a secondhand shop, Han Fei wanted to hook something up from the water's surface. However, as soon as the fishing line touched the water, something suddenly emerged from the dark depths, followed by a tremendous force that pulled the fishing line directly into the well.

Han Fei looked at the cut on his finger from the fishing line. Before he could even react, the fishing line had already been pulled away.

"Luckily, I didn't go down myself."

After visually estimating the distance from the wellhead to the water surface, Han Fei turned around, closed the shop door, and then found a shovel and a pickaxe in the secondhand store.

He carried his tools on his back, went down the escalator into the underground warehouse, and stopped at the last row of shelves.

The shrine, covered in black cloth, was on the other side of the shelf, seemingly backed against the well.

Moving the shelves, Han Fei stroked the dusty wall: "Break a hole here, and we should be able to reach the water in the well directly."

Han Fei remembered the location, but it was already too late.

"The boss might come during the day, so I need to restore everything to its original state as soon as possible and then make my move tomorrow night to see if there's a chance to break through this wall."

Han Fei already knew that all the suffering the shrine owner had endured was pre-arranged by the mall owner, but he had no intention of resigning; on the contrary, he loved his job even more.

He wants to stay here for a long time and use his passionate love for his work to get this secondhand shop back on track.

"The mall owner should have already received the message from Xicheng. He knows that I wasn't crippled by those thugs, so he will definitely retaliate against me even more severely."

"I've offended my boss, but I can't lose the job that the shrine's master did before his death... In that case, I'll just have to find a way to get rid of the boss."

"The mall owner has gone astray; we're better off without such an owner."

(End of this chapter)