Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
After getting the promise from Wang Pingan, Han Fei told the man to go home early but Pingan took his phone and scrolled up the delivery record. He pointed at the shop. “Here… ordered a lot of rice.”
Han Fei looked at the screen. Wang Pingan’s first white rice order was from the 2nd hand shop.
“I, I made the delivery but the rice was abandoned, the employee said no one had ordered it.” Wang Pingan uttered slowly. He was trying to express something.
“Our shop has ordered white rice?” If only the dead would order white rice, then it meant that the 2nd hand shop had dead people too. “The shop is filled with recycled antiques, it’s normal for them to contain some spirits. It proves that they are authentic. Perhaps the boss likes to collect such things.” A normal worker would have panicked from fear but Han Fei thought this was nothing.
After Wang Pingan left, Han Fei returned to the counter, stood at the camera blind spot and switched off the surveillance. “I love my job and see the shop as my home. There shouldn’t be any problem for me to check the items around my house.”
Han Fei put on the landlord’s ring from his inventory. Once the ring was on his finger, the familiar chill returned. ‘I knew these recycled objects aren’t normal. The boss built this place not out of feelings, but had an ulterior motive.’ Raising his hand, Han Fei used the ring as a compass. The ring led him to the altar. A fake altar was placed deep inside the store, the real altar was underground. Ever since Han Fei found out about the real altar, he forgot all about the fake altar. However, the landlord’s ring was telling Han Fei otherwise. This altar was radiating a cold presence!
Han Fei pulled back the black cloth. The wooden altar looked normal, it was no different from the altars Han Fei had encountered before, it was like an aged art piece. The altar’s doors were nailed shut. Han Fei leaned closer and he realized the wooden planks were written with many curses like whoever opened this altar would be cursed with tragedy and misfortune.
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