Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 523: The giant tree of flesh and blood that penetrates the nightmare

Some unprecedented memories began to stir Gao Ming's mind because of Qian Jin's words. Whenever he tried to recall them, he could always hear the strange sound of chains being stretched, as if something was locked deep in his mind.

"What the dirty thing behind the door said... is very likely true."

Thinking about the fate of the owner of the dream and his family, even though Gao Ming felt that Qian Jin was not lying, he still hesitated. He thought that they would be courting death if they really let the owner of the house go.

Bai Huang had made the gesture several times, but Gao Ming did not take any action, which made a hint of ruthlessness and determination emerge in her eyes.

Aren't you afraid of death? Aren't you still weighing the pros and cons? I'll take the first step!
"Snatch the body!"

The chilblains at the corners of her mouth cracked, and as Bai Huang shouted this sentence at Gao Ming, her body shot out like a bow and arrow. Her muscles exploded at a speed far exceeding that of an ordinary person. Her subcutaneous blood vessels burst in an instant. At this moment, her expression was more terrifying than that of a ghost.

Thunder exploded, and Gao Ming had no time to hesitate. He followed the moment Bai Huang moved!
Perhaps the owner of the house knows information related to him, but he does not need an owner who has the ability to resist. He can only feel at ease when he has the remnant of the owner's soul in his own hands.

The two men rushed forward, one on the left and one on the right. Bai Huang did not misjudge Gao Ming. He was ready to die and was not scared at all by Qian Jin's shotgun. Instead, he gave Qian Jin a great sense of oppression.

"Oh!"

The negotiations broke down, and the owner of the house who was attached to Qian Jin didn't say anything to waste time, and pulled the trigger with his finger.

Gunshots rang out above East Lake. The cold wind was pierced by the sudden flash of fire, and something in the deep lake water under the ice seemed to be awakened.

Blood splattered and the colorless ice was dyed red. Bai Huang's body still maintained the posture of rushing forward. Her chest collapsed and the bullet exploded in her body, piercing through her heart, and even a bloody hole appeared on her back.

"Go quickly!" As soon as Bai Huang opened her mouth, blood flowed out and she couldn't say any longer.

Gao Ming didn't have time to think about what would happen if he died in a dream. Qian Jin chose to shoot Bai Huang and bought him two extremely precious seconds.

The hot shell fell to the ground, and the smoking barrel pointed downward. Qian Jin had taken off his gloves before, and there was another bullet hidden in his palm.

That bullet was very different from ordinary shotgun ammunition. It was blood red all over, as if it was made of anger, and could easily burn the palm.

Loading and chambering, just one step left, Qian Jin was knocked onto the boat by Gao Ming.

Neither of them seemed to care about pain and death, and they tried every means to kill each other.

Turbid snow was falling, and on the huge East Lake, in the middle of the layers of ice, a lone boat was shaking violently, and the dark water and red blood were mixed together.

"You are really looking for death! He will not let any of you leave in order to trap me! You only know that I am an evil ghost, but now he has become a ghost too! A ghost with deeper obsession and more evil than me!" Qian Jin's strength was far inferior to Gao Ming's as he tightly grasped the shotgun with both hands. I don't know what method the owner of the house used to make twisted blood vessels emerge from Qian Jin's body, greatly increasing his strength.

The boat was not the ground, Gao Ming couldn't even stand steadily. He knew that he only had one chance, so he had to go all out. "Everyone is crazy! Idiot! If the boat capsizes, we will all die!" Qian Jin's tone changed, not much different from that of the owner of the house. He was extremely angry. How come after being trapped in someone else's dream for several years, the proportion of normal people in the world outside the door has become so low?

"I will drag you down with me even if I die."

First it was Bai Huang, then Gao Ming. These living people who he used to treat as toys have now all turned into mad dogs that only know how to bite!
The boat was shaking more and more violently. Gao Ming and Qian Jin were holding onto their shotguns and were unwilling to let go. At this moment, they were like bait teasing a big fish, constantly making noises and emitting the scent of living things.

Something seemed to be approaching in the deep lake water, but the two people on the boat didn't care at all, until Gao Ming pushed Qian Jin to the edge of the boat, and the two people, covered in injuries, fell into the East Lake at the same time!

The biting cold came from all directions, with nowhere to escape and no way to hide. Gao Ming and the owner of the house seemed to be instantly stuffed into a large jar full of knife tips.

Their bodies were getting heavier and heavier, and a special suction force came from the darkness, trying to drag them into the depths of the lake.

Water was poured into Qian's mouth and nose. He couldn't even scream. He held the shotgun in one hand and held the edge of the boat tightly with the other.

It was too late to say anything now. Gao Ming realized only after falling into the water that he had greatly underestimated the horror of East Lake.

He didn't know where the lake in the nightmare was connected to. The great terror and danger made his heart beat uncontrollably. He could feel something under him! Something that couldn't be seen clearly at the bottom of the lake was approaching!
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Qian Jin's eyes were filled with hatred, and he wished he could eat Gao Ming alive. He wanted to climb up the side of the boat, but Gao Ming held on to his shotgun and refused to let go. The lonely boat eventually capsized due to the argument between the two.

The headless corpse on the boat fell into the East Lake, and the leather bag tied around Qian Jin's waist seemed to begin to swell. After being soaked in the water of the East Lake, the head that was almost squeezed dry by the owner of the house seemed to come alive, as if gasping for breath in the leather bag, or opening its mouth to bite the leather bag from the inside.

"The sacrifices are all here, all here..." Bai Huang, who was shot, clenched her teeth, blood dripping down her lips. She was still crawling towards the boat.

She could feel her life slipping away. If she couldn't return to reality in a short period of time, or entered a deeper nightmare, she would die in this nightmare and become a part of it, and it would be difficult to escape from it.

"Gao Ming, open Qian Jin's skin, stuff the letter and the photo into the head of the owner of the dream, and return his obsession and memory to him!" After saying these words with difficulty, Bai Huang threw out the photo with his last bit of strength.

It was not as troublesome as Bai Huang said. The moment the photo fell into East Lake and was soaked by the lake water, strange changes began to occur under the deep lake surface.

Gao Ming was still struggling to get the money into the bag around his waist, and during the scuffle, his own pocket was torn.

Gao Ming focused all his attention on the intercom on his chest and overlooked the other two flesh and blood seeds hidden in his body.

The call of the giant tree of flesh and blood suddenly became stronger. Gao Ming then saw the seeds that had begun to sprout rapidly during the sinking process. He was quick-eyed and quick-handed and grabbed one of them, but the other one disappeared following the faint call from the bottom of the lake.

"Another one is missing." The depths of East Lake are full of "big fish" and the lake is full of resentment. This is the favorite place for the flesh and blood seed. It has taken root and sprouted during the sinking process: "East Lake is the embodiment of the door for the owner of the dream. There are also passages leading to other places at the bottom of the lake. What will the seed grow into if it is not restricted?"

(End of this chapter)