Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 386 Who wouldn’t be afraid of this group of lunatics?
The moment Bai Xiao fell into "coma", Wanjie knew that he was saved, but he did not expect that the ones who would save him would be the high-ranking people who would come like a "torrent".

He thought that his survival was a favor from fate, but in fact it was the unexpected intervention of his mortal enemy.

Wanjie was severely tricked by Gao Ming in Lishan Hospital and released the clay sculpture of the god sleeping at the bottom of the Black Lake. Now when he was suppressed by the clay sculpture and fell into life and death crisis, Gao Ming came to rescue him again. It seemed that the two sides were even.

Seeing so many high-level brave men coming over without fear of death, Yuan Hui was scared. Even though he had experienced many abnormal events, he didn't know how to deal with it at this moment.

In order to take credit, he kept telling the security personnel around him that he was the one who forced Gao Ming to death and tortured Gao Ming's corpse.

As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, and now countless high-ranking people are rushing towards him, the uneasiness hidden deep in his heart is suddenly aroused.

"Yuan Hui! I treated you as my classmate, how dare you whip my corpse!" The bad high-level people opened their mouths with explosives. The other high-level people seemed to have found their targets for revenge. The crazy high-level people pointed their knives at Yuan Hui and chopped him. The flesh-and-blood high-level people approached quietly. The ordinary high-level people began to try to open their left eye to affect Yuan Hui's memory.

With his mind in a mess, Yuan Hui dared not resist: "What a bunch of lunatics! What a bunch of lunatics!"

Turning around and running, Yuan Hui felt his memory being torn apart by a force, and he was really a little scared.

"Yuan Hui!" Zhuo Jun and Wan Jie were fighting each other. Although Wan Jie was older, it seemed that the cursed objects hidden in his body were endless. In just a few minutes, Zhuo Jun had been hit many times. If it weren't for his physical fitness far exceeding that of ordinary people, he would have fallen down long ago.

Yuan Hui, who was fleeing in panic, ignored Zhuo Jun at all, which made Zhuo Jun's eyes red with anger. What colleagues? In the face of danger, one's own life is the most important.

"We've got the body! Go find the painter Gao Ming! Calm down! Everyone, calm down!" The kindhearted Gao Ming shouted until his throat was hoarse and finally managed to control the crowd. He was like the head of a family, worrying about the other Gao Mings: "Don't rush! Brothers! 'The God of the Past' doesn't give us much time!"

The East District security personnel were frightened by the aggressive Gao Mings, but before they were ready for a fight, the Gao Mings started to turn around again.

"I can sense the painter Gao Ming's location. He's running to the first floor!"

"What are you waiting for! Meet on the first floor!"

"We are one, and no one can divide us!"

"rush!"

The security door was smashed open, and the ordinary high-level people led other high-level people up the stairs and ran to the first floor.

The high-ranking people came quickly and left quickly. They were a huge group of people and looked difficult to deal with.

"What do you mean?" Bai Xiao opened his eyes: "Still wearing school uniforms? A passionate high school?"

The trap set up on the thirteenth floor specifically for Wanjie was destroyed, Yuan Hui was scared away, and Zhuo Jun was attacked by multiple cursed creatures. At this time, only Bai Xiao was still in his prime.

No longer pretending to be unconscious, Bai Xiao drew his knife and killed Wanjie. He couldn't let Zhuo Jun die in front of him. Besides, Wanjie had a grudge against him.

"It's really a matter of time. Today I will use the knife you wanted to take away to chop off your head!" Malice surrounded the blade, and the malice in his heart gathered an arm. This was the power of the ghosts and gods suppressed by the "God of the Past", otherwise Bai Xiao would be able to summon the completely malicious ghosts and gods. With Bai Xiao joining, Zhuo Jun suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Yuan Hui ran away at the critical moment, and Zhuo Jun was saved by Bai Xiao this time.

"I invited you to join the security team to save you. Do you really think I can't see what is hidden in your knife?" Wan Jie saw other security personnel approaching, took out a doll made of hair, and tore it into pieces.

Every piece of the rag doll was bleeding, and after falling onto everyone, it went straight to the heart.

“If the suppression continues to loosen, the identities of hunter and prey will be swapped.” Even though he was forced into such an embarrassing situation, Wanjie did not panic at all. After doing all this, he evacuated decisively and reunited with his teammates through a special internal communication method among the security personnel.

The clay statue of the deity has been lost, so he doesn't have to be hunted by his grandmother anymore. He can have some free time to have fun with the East District Security Department.

……

He Jing never expected that Wanjie would throw the statue to her. When luck came, it was really unstoppable.

Others may not be very clear about the statue, but as a subordinate of Lord Jingtuo, he knew that Lord Jingtuo had reached some agreement with the clay sculptures in the building before entering the abnormal event, and he also knew that the clay statue was the key and contained "divine power".

Mastering the clay sculpture not only allows you to ignore some rules, but also gives you the opportunity to steal a large amount of twisted beliefs collected on the clay sculpture and gain the ability of the clay sculpture.

Taking a step back, you can also negotiate with ghosts and gods by holding clay sculptures.

"This thing should have been hidden in the most secret room. How did Wanjie find it? If he is really as scary as the rumors say, I didn't show any murderous intention towards him, so I don't have a mortal enemy with him." He Jing has his own plans. Jingtuo Shen wants to integrate the security personnel who returned from Xinhu. If those people know that he killed Wanjie, he will probably have no good days in the future.

After running for an unknown distance, He Jing suddenly noticed smoke and a faint glow of fire in the corridor: "The exit is not open yet. Which bastard set the fire in the building?"

"Give me back the statue!" Grandma's roar sounded not far behind him. The ghost of the grandma in red was still lingering around, and her resentment was growing heavier.

Theoretically, there is no flaw in the arrangement of the God of the Past. While the "ghost of the past" and the "ghost of the future" guard the door, they strengthen themselves by constantly devouring players. The "grandmother" imprisons a high-life guard clay sculpture in a hidden room, allowing it to exert its full power to suppress all ghosts. Since everyone is an ordinary person, no one can resist, and in the end they can only be eaten by the three ghosts.

But even with such a perfect arrangement, problems started to arise from somewhere, and grandma went completely crazy in her attempt to get the clay sculpture back.

The speed kept increasing, and He Jing felt more and more exhausted. To make matters worse, on the road ahead of him, a man named Gao Ming with various patterns painted on his school uniform slowly walked out.

"Do you need help?" Painter Gao Ming looked at the clay sculpture in He Jing's hand with a smile. The clay sculpture was painted with the same pattern as on his school uniform. "It seems you need it."

"I haven't spoken yet! Get out of the way!" He Jing took out the weapon issued by the Investigation Bureau.

"I can help you trap that old lady and kill her in the elevator." Painter Gao Ming always had a gentle expression on his face, as if he would never get angry: "If you want to get rid of her, follow me."

(End of this chapter)