Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 483 All of them came to the door

Liu Yi, wearing a women's casual shirt, walked out of the room with her hair a little messy. She seemed to bring the warmth in the room and hugged Gao Ming.

"Why didn't you answer the phone? I thought something happened to you!" There was blame in his tone, but more of it was worry. Liu Yi was very angry at first, but after seeing Gao Ming, her anger subsided a lot.

"I found a new job today. I will find a way to pay off the mortgage." Gao Ming transferred the money that Yongsheng Pharmaceutical gave him to Liu Yi.

After receiving the transfer information, Liu Yi was stunned for a moment: "You made two thousand in one day? Gao Ming, we must not do anything illegal! You are a hero who rescued students without fear of life and death, don't destroy yourself for money!"

"Don't think too much." Gao Ming originally wanted to tell Liu Yi about the brain game, but considering the confidentiality contract of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and the dangers that might be encountered in the brain game, he decided to keep it secret for the time being.

Gao Ming put down Liu Yi that was hanging on him and entered the house. He saw Fa Cai playing with slippers. He didn't care whether the family was poor or rich and didn't need to think about anything.

After washing his hands, Gao Ming began to change his clothes. Liu Yi followed him and asked him questions. Fa Cai followed Liu Yi happily. The family of three was like a little train, running around in the small room.

Gao Ming didn't know how to answer Liu Yi, and most of the time he could only smile bitterly. What surprised him was that many of the bad emotions he had slowly disappeared after returning home.

After dinner, Gao Ming lay down on the bed, sleepiness and fatigue surged from the depths of his mind.

Brain games consume a lot of willpower and need time to recover. Gao Ming fell asleep without even changing into pajamas.

Liu Yi, who was watching a movie on her mobile phone, heard Fa Cai meowing. She turned around and found that the kitten was huddled next to Gao Ming's head, as if trying to find a comfortable place for rest.

"Falling asleep?" Looking at such a heartwarming scene, Liu Yi turned off the movie with a faint smile on his face.

After Gao Ming came back, this house finally looked like a home, ordinary but beautiful.

Putting down her phone, Liu Yi tiptoed to the bedside. She gently leaned over and looked at the sleeping Gao Ming from a very close distance.

"good night."

In his sleep, Gao Ming's will seemed to be sinking, and he could clearly hear a voice calling him from deep underground.

He realized that he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up. What was even stranger was that he was still holding the two flesh and blood seeds in his dream.

"Sleep paralysis?"

His nostrils twitched as he smelled a faint scent of meat. He followed the fragrance and ran. Gradually, the earth turned into the ocean, and the ocean turned into the night sky. Gao Ming seemed to see a city built entirely of flesh and blood. In the center of this city grew a giant tree that connected the sky and the earth and ran through all nightmares.

No one knew what the giant tree was called, but with the arrival of Gao Ming, the roots of the giant tree began to absorb the blood, and the branches and leaves gradually turned red, and slowly the giant tree turned from emerald green to flesh and blood. The whole tree was no longer a plant, but more like a flesh and blood monster!

The appearance of the giant tree became more and more deformed and terrifying. Each leaf turned into a painful and desperate human face. They seemed to be all people killed by Gao Ming, and they were all roaring at Gao Ming.

"Fate has arranged everything! Everyone died because of your appearance! For the so-called freedom, you destroyed the entire city. You are the murderer!"

A piercing sound came from all directions. The giant tree of flesh and blood gradually withered and decayed. Its towering roots fell to the ground, destroying all the familiar buildings.

"High destiny, high destiny!"

Running forward, Gao Ming saw a dilapidated shrine in the hollowed-out roots of the giant tree of flesh and blood. Inside it was a ferocious ghost with four faces and eight arms. As he approached, the ghost opened its eyes, and the four ghost faces eventually all turned into Gao Ming's. The two people's heartbeats were almost the same, in other words, they seemed to use the same heart.

"The memory is hidden in the flesh and blood. Remember it! Remember it quickly! You don't have much time!"

The voice of the ghost drowned out all the roars, and the four ghost faces kept approaching until they drilled into Gao Ming's body.

Gao Ming suddenly woke up from his dream, his body covered in cold sweat. He was gasping for breath. Liu Yi, who was sleeping soundly, was also frightened by Gao Ming.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Liu Yi asked softly, patting Gao Ming's back gently.

"It's not really a nightmare. It was as if someone was telling me something through the dream." Gao Ming went into the bathroom and washed his face. He saw himself in the mirror and remembered the scene he saw when he was taking a shower that day.

In the hazy mist, the self in the mirror was covered with words and bloodstains.

"Am I unable to distinguish reality, or is reality connected to nightmares?"

Back in bed, it was already late at night, but Gao Ming tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He took out the mobile phone he brought back from the hospital.

This mobile phone, which had been with him before the car accident, is an older model, but of good quality and can be used normally.

Gao Ming originally wanted to collect some information related to brain games and nightmares. When he was scrolling through the webpage, he didn't know what he clicked and directly entered an entertainment platform. It seemed that someone was live-streaming seeing ghosts here.

There were only about a dozen viewers in the live broadcast room, but the host was extremely engaged. His nervous and terrified expression was comparable to that of the new Shanghai Film Emperor Bai Xian.

His performance was very realistic, but as a host he did not communicate with the audience, as if he did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

The old viewers in the live broadcast room did not ridicule or write bad comments. Instead, they patiently explained to the newcomers that the room where the anchor was located was an abandoned hotel where a murder had taken place. He was trying the ten methods of seeing ghosts one by one.

The anchor was well prepared. The first four methods had no effect until he tried the fifth one. The willow leaves he had pasted on his eyes fell off, and the bowl full of rice in the room suddenly shattered. He turned around to look at the open door and stared at the dark corridor of the hotel.

His body was shaking and sweat was visibly dripping from his cheeks. The host looked outside the camera screen and his expression changed from stiff to horrified, as if he had really seen something.

Gao Ming also heard a very strange sound, as if a huge spider was crawling quickly in the dark.

“It’s coming…” This was the first time the anchor spoke. He then turned his head and stared at the screen: “If I don’t survive until dawn, the next person to enter the night will be born from among you.”

As soon as the words fell, the host seemed to be dragged by some force and disappeared from the screen in an instant.

The creepy footsteps sounded frequently and the live broadcast was suddenly interrupted. The strange thing was that even though Gao Ming had been kicked out of the live broadcast room, the footsteps were still echoing in his ears.

Subconsciously turning his head to look behind him, Gao Ming stared at the bedroom wall. On the other side of the wall was the neighbor's house, which had been vacant for more than ten years.

"Is this thing real? Or is it fake?"

(End of this chapter)