Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 451: The Goddess’ Divination

"It's hard to link facing your inner self with killing people." Li Wen felt that Chen Jing was a little different. He felt that some changes were happening to his classmates.

"I have never had such thoughts. It's the voice in my heart that seems to want me to become a certain way, a certain way it expects me to become." The black mist penetrated into his skin, and a shadow covered Chen Jing's eyes. He acted rationally and calmly: "The murderous intent was especially directed at Teacher Gao. I don't know how to describe it. It's like if I killed my own classmates, I would definitely be sentenced to death, life for life, but if I killed Teacher Gao, not only would I not be punished, but I would also get some kind of reward."

"Then just say it out loud, and I'll hear it, right?" Gao Ming showed a slight smile.

"You just saved me, so I won't hide anything from you." Chen Jing couldn't see the handprint on her neck, so she spoke very calmly.

But after he finished speaking, Gao Ming looked at Shentu Que again.

Under Gao Ming's gaze, the girl trembled and revealed part of what she had been hiding: "The voice on the phone told me that you were all ghosts and encouraged me to hurt you. I thought it was too unbelievable at the time, so I didn't say it. I definitely didn't mean to hurt you."

"Outsiders can harm citizens of Hanhai at will and get rewards for killing people. Does fate treat Hanhai as a pigsty?" Gao Ming still had a smile on his face, but Shentu Que felt cold all over.

When Shentu Que and Gao Ming were playing the forbidden game before, they used all means to deal with abnormal events. She could hunt ghosts and monsters without any pressure and cast curses on innocent passers-by. She had never considered things from the perspective of passers-by.

Her eyelids twitched and Shentu Que's face turned pale. She remembered some rumors about the forbidden game. That game connected to another world. Perhaps the citizens she killed were living people in another world.

"Fate is really damnable." Gao Ming's smile seemed to be full of blood. The black mist around him was like a shark that smelled blood, wrapping him up and looking for flaws in him.

"Can I tell other students about the voice in my heart? This will increase their chances of survival. They are not bad people and will not want to kill anyone." Chen Jing sought Gao Ming's opinion. In fact, even if he didn't say it, those students would understand everything after they touched the abnormality.

"it's up to you."

"Teacher Gao, I have something else to tell you." As if to regain Gao Ming's trust, Shen Tu Que weakly raised his hand: "In addition to asking us to kill and release our true nature, the voice in my heart is also calling us to go to certain places. It seems that if we go to those places, we will get rich rewards."

"Go somewhere?" Gao Ming was a little interested: "Is there any on this floor?"

Shentu Que and Chen Jing shook their heads: "It's not on the seventh floor, but in this hotel."

"Take me over to have a look." Gao Ming wanted to figure out what the voice meant. From the information he had now, all the citizens of Hanhai were captive livestock. The voice that gave Shentu Que and Chen Jing a hint was most likely from a ghost outside Hanhai, or it could be called unspeakable.

Several people left the seventh floor and took the elevator to the first floor lobby. At this time, the black fog was so thick that it could not be dispelled, and the visibility was only about two meters.

They walked out of the elevator and could not see the scene outside the hotel at all.

"The urge in my heart became stronger, and the voice was roaring." Shentu Que ran: "This is it! It wants us to come here!"

Stopping, there seemed to be a shadow swaying in the black fog. Shen Tu Que tightly grasped Wei Tian's arm. The driver was also frightened and his legs were shaking, but he had to pretend to be calm. Following the direction of Shen Tu Que's finger, Gao Ming took Chen Jing and pushed open the door in front of them.

This is a utility room and a resting place for cleaning staff. In Gao Ming's eyes, this place is ordinary and nothing special. But Chen Jing and Shen Tu Que seemed to be frightened, standing stiffly at the door, not daring to go in.

"What did you see?"

"There is an old lady with disheveled hair hiding in the black fog. She is surrounded by various clay sculptures with deformed adults and children crawling all over them. Those dirty things are trying to tear off the various talismans on the old lady's body! The voice in our hearts is telling us to kill her!" Shentu Que's hands were shaking. She was frightened by the scene before her.

After hearing Shentu Que's description, Gao Ming instinctively felt familiar: "She looks a bit like the fortune teller in Sishui Apartment?"

The witch had helped many wealthy people in the East District, including Situ An, to change their fortunes, and had taken on a lot of cause and effect and karma. The deformed adults and children who crawled on her were the result of the karma of her unjust deaths. If she had not been protected by various clay sculptures of ghosts and gods, they would have died in the most miserable way.

"The witch was indeed driven into Xiao'an Town by the people from the Investigation Bureau, but why can't I see her? Is this black fog obscuring my eyes?" After Gao Ming pondered for a moment, he prepared to do something extremely risky.

Bloodshot appeared in his eyes. Gao Ming knew that using the power of ghosts and gods here might bring bad luck, but he couldn't care less.

The sun, moon and stars were rotating in his eyes, and the clay sculptures of the past and the future were quietly emerging in his eyes. The world in Gao Ming's eyes had changed.

He was no longer simply looking with his eyes, but was gazing at the past and future of the area.

The thick black fog was dispelled in his eyes, and he saw the scarred witch dragging her crippled body into the room. She took out the bamboo sticks and coins she carried with her to do divination, and each time the result was bad luck, until finally the bamboo stick broke and pricked her finger, drawing blood.

However, the witch seemed to have predicted something, and she turned her head to look where Gao Ming was.

"The hexagram points to this place. I calculated the future, and you saw the past." The witch tore off a piece of her sleeve, waved her hand to wrap up a few copper coins and a letter on the ground, and hid them under the bed: "I can't speak, I hope I didn't calculate wrongly."

After doing all this, the witch fell to the ground. The black mist penetrated into her body through her wounds, and slowly she seemed to become a part of the black mist.

Gao Ming wanted to continue watching, but the Blood and Flesh Immortal suddenly stung Gao Ming's mind. Something extremely dangerous was approaching!
Without caring too much, Gao Ming stopped using his eyes and lifted the bed board. Sure enough, there was a blood-stained package with various talismans stuck on it.

After getting the things, Gao Ming retreated decisively: "Let's go! Leave the hotel!"

He turned around and ran. Gao Ming could feel something approaching in the black fog. The Blood and Flesh Immortal could not describe specifically what it was, but he knew that it was very terrifying.

(End of this chapter)