Chapter 51: She is already a relatively normal neighbor
The reason why Han Fei dared to enter room 1052 directly was actually after careful consideration.
He has now stayed for three hours, completed the hidden task, and can quit the game at any time.
In addition, Meng Shi once said that the tenant of Room 1052 had never hurt anyone and even saved Chenchen who accidentally ran upstairs.
Although the other person had a sick and scary expression on his face, kept a strange pet, and chopped off the head of a faceless ghost with a knife, Han Fei still felt that he was a good candidate for a neighbor.
The reason was simple. This woman had just killed the ghost that wanted to harm him and saved his life.
Looking at the woman's blood-red back, the sharp knife, the head, and the blood-red lips, these were all the impressions the woman left on Han Fei.
When I opened the door with the word "death" written on it, a strange fragrance wafted out of the house.
Room 1052 is connected to Room 1051, but the smells coming from the rooms are completely opposite.
The dim light reflected on the woman's pale face, and her bright red coat seemed a little dazzling. After Han Fei entered the room, the woman closed the door.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Han Fei's heartbeat began to speed up.
He glanced around; this room was even stranger than he had imagined.
A huge dining table was placed in the center of the living room, and on it were exquisite plates, each of which was filled with fragrant "delicacies".
If it were just that, Han Fei wouldn't be scared. The problem was that none of those fragrant "delicacies" were something a normal person would eat.
"Doll? Photo? Hair?"
The "delicacies" on the plate were all kinds of strange and bizarre. Han Fei felt extremely uncomfortable just by looking at them. He instinctively wanted to step back, but his body touched something cold.
When he turned around, a pale arm was placed on his shoulders, and cold fingers gently stroked his neck.
"What do you like to eat?" The woman's voice sounded in Han Fei's ears. Her words seemed to contain a fragrance, a fragrance that made people feel scared.
"I don't know what I like to eat. My family is relatively poor, so I'm grateful for anything I can eat." Han Fei didn't dare to answer casually. He was afraid that the other party would do something crazy. For example, if he liked to eat meat, the other party would just use local ingredients.
"Children who are not picky about food are the easiest to raise." The woman's cold fingers moved away from Han Fei's neck. No one knew what her words meant. After she finished speaking, she carried the faceless ghost's head into the kitchen.
"Easy to feed?" After Han Fei and the other women entered the kitchen , he looked at the sharp knife on the dining table.
The woman seemed to have many of those blood-stained sharp knives, each of which was of different length and style, and seemed to have different functions.
"She used this knife to pierce the faceless ghost's head..." Han Fei had no means of self-protection. He involuntarily moved to the dining table and reached out to touch the knife on the table.
A warm feeling passed from his fingertips into his body, and then a shrill scream rang in Han Fei's ears, scaring him so much that he quickly withdrew his hand.
At the same time, the voice of the system came in his mind.
"Player No. 0000, please note! You have discovered a G-level bloody item - a blood-stained dinner knife."
"Bloodstained Knife: A cursed knife, very sharp. If used for a long time, one will uncontrollably want to cut people and objects around him."
This was the first time Han Fei had seen such cursed items. They seemed to be able to harm ghosts, but the price to pay was that the user himself would also be cursed.
Thinking of the appearance of the tenant in Room 1052, Han Fei thought it would be better not to touch other people's things.
While Han Fei was daydreaming, a strong fragrance wafted out from the kitchen. He swallowed unconsciously and looked sideways into the kitchen.
The kitchen door was half open, and Han Fei could vaguely see the bright red figure.
He smelled the fragrance in the air and walked towards the kitchen.
His finger fell on the door handle, and Han Fei was about to push open the kitchen door when the door opened by itself.
A woman holding a black stew pot in both hands appeared at the kitchen door. She looked at Han Fei with a smile, and fresh blood could be seen on her fingers.
A tempting aroma wafted from the pot, but the faceless man's head was gone.
"I have a special need for food. I'm always looking for the ultimate taste." The woman walked forward with the black pot. Her steps were so fast that Han Fei retreated repeatedly. "You should be hungry too, right?"
She scooped two spoonfuls of meat soup from the black pot, and then she poured the rest of the pot into the trash can.
Han Fei didn't see the faceless ghost's head in the pot, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong?" The woman heard Han Fei's breath. She put the stew pot on the table and turned to look at Han Fei.
"Isn't this a waste?" Han Fei showed a regretful expression on his face: "The meat you cooked smells so delicious, it's a pity to throw it away."
No one doesn't like to be praised. After hearing Han Fei praising her cooking skills, the woman smiled more clearly: "The meat is just a side dish. What I want is the soup. Besides, these side dishes will not be wasted. I will feed them to my pet."
"Feed room 1051?"
"Yes, it loves to eat my leftovers." The woman said and went into the kitchen again. When she opened the door, Han Fei saw some strange "things" hanging in the kitchen.
Han Fei didn't know what those things were. They looked like the freshly slaughtered meat that a butcher would hang in his butcher shop.
In just a few minutes, the woman prepared several dishes. She placed them on exquisite plates and invited Han Fei to sit at the huge dining table.
"I've moved here a long time ago, and you're the third person to visit my home." The woman lifted the lid on the plate, and the aroma filled the room.
Han Fei's appetite was aroused, but when he saw the food on the plate, he lost all desire to eat.
In front of Han Fei was a plate of animal offal, with blood on it, and this was already the most normal dish on the table.
In addition to animal offal, there were also some plants that Han Fei had never seen before and various kinds of strange meats.
"Why don't you use your chopsticks?" The woman picked up the napkin on the table and gently wiped her lips.
Her movements were very graceful, but the lipstick on her lips not only was not wiped off, but became even brighter, as if it was not lipstick at all, but blood.
"You haven't been eating, is it because I didn't cook it well? Or are you worried that these dishes are made of human flesh?" The woman smiled happily. She stretched out her right hand and gently placed it next to her cheek.
"Don't worry, I have never hurt anyone, and I am not interested in human flesh." The woman looked at Han Fei's face, her scarlet eyes gradually becoming dazed. She couldn't help biting the little finger of her right hand: "I pursue the ultimate delicacy, but human flesh is not delicious."
