Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 555: Second Update at Hai Hour, Close Doors and Windows

Gao Ming obtained very important information from Chunniang.

Mr. Tang held birthday banquets every year, each year more horrible than the last. The servants in his house and the guests who presented gifts were all townspeople who had something to ask of him. In the end, they were devoured bit by bit by him until they were completely unable to leave the Tang residence.

He moved the stone lions in front of the ancestral hall, robbed the woman of the Water Dragon King, and used the lives of the townspeople in exchange for incense and copper coins. Mr. Tang was a wealthy man in the town. The evil things he had done could not be written on ten pages, but he was still living a good life.

The townspeople all knew that Mr. Tang was worse than a beast, but when it was his birthday, they would still come to his house to present gifts and beg him to do things for them.

Not to mention the native residents of Zhemeng Town, even testers like Tang Hu would rush to Tang's house as soon as they get the chance. They would do anything disgusting just to "go along with the crowd."

"If you are greedy, you can't kill Master Tang. The townspeople all know Master Tang's weaknesses, but who can really kill him? You can't kill him! You can't kill him!" Chun Niang's eyes were filled with resentment. She thought of all the things that happened before. Hatred made her wander between reason and madness: "No, you are lying to me too! All of you are lying to me! It's impossible to kill everyone in the town!"

"I can prove it to you!" Gao Ming didn't expect Chunniang to change her expression so quickly. When she thought of the past, she felt like she was going to lose control. The rotten fish body slapped the wooden bed and the ground, and the curtains seemed to strangle all living things in the room.

"Liar! You are all liars! I will never trust you again, never again!"

"Just give me a chance to prove yourself!" The fish tail swept over, and Gao Ming dodged in a very embarrassed manner. If he had been hit hard just now, his upper body would probably have been shattered.

"Die! Die! All those who deceived me!" Chun Niang shook her body unscrupulously, and the room shook, but the seemingly fragile windows and wooden doors were not damaged at all. It seemed that the room was blessed by some kind of power, making it impossible for Chun Niang to escape.

Dodging everywhere, Gao Ming finally did not swing his knife at Chunniang. It was not because he was "gentle and gentle", but because the butcher was outside and he was worried that the butcher knife would cause new troubles if it saw blood.

After a few minutes, the stench of corpses in the house became stronger, Chunniang's movements became slower, and Gao Ming also noticed something unusual.

There were several chains piercing Chunniang's lower body as a fish, and a golden lock on the fish's belly. Every time she moved her body, the chains would pull on the wound, causing her severe pain.

"Water, water..." After venting her anger, Chun Niang was listless, and her defeated arm pointed to the corner where a copper kettle was placed.

Holding the butcher knife, Gao Ming picked up the copper pot, which seemed to contain rainwater that she had secretly collected.

When it was handed to Chunniang's mouth, she didn't dare to drink too much and just took a small sip.

The wrinkles that had just appeared on her face disappeared, and her lips became plump and attractive again. She pushed away the copper pot and looked at Gao Ming again.

Chunniang was once the most beautiful woman in the town. Men coveted her body and women envied her appearance. Later, she was given to the river god and turned into a monster that everyone avoided. She was looked at with all kinds of eyes, but Gao Ming's eyes were different from everyone else's before.

Gao Ming was neither amazed by her beauty nor disgusted by her ugliness. He seemed to really think from her perspective and wanted to avenge her.

"I have been deceived by many people. Many of the townspeople who sacrificed me to the river god have made vows to me."

"Trust is indeed one of the most precious things in the world. Once it is destroyed, it will be very difficult to regain it." Gao Ming survived very narrowly. He no longer had any hope of convincing Chun Niang, but who knew that Chun Niang would change her mind on her own.

"You are right, so I don't care about promises, but I want to see what you actually do." Chun Niang's hatred was hidden little by little, and she replaced it with seductive eyes: "Didn't you say you would help me kill everyone in the town? If you dare to enter the ancestral hall in the north, take out the tablets under the altar, and then burn down the ancestral hall, I will be at your disposal from now on, and you can ask me to do anything you want."

"What do you want that tablet for?" Gao Ming felt that Chunniang was not just seeking revenge. Even if she was a naive person before, after being abandoned and sacrificed once, the old her was already dead. "The ancestral hall in the town has been occupied. No one knows which ghost or god did it. Everyone is angry but dares not speak out. You are also doing good things." Chunniang smiled, and she was completely different from when she was crazy just now.

Burning down the ancestral hall would mean making enemies with the entire town, and Gao Ming has no plans to do so for the time being.

"Forget it, forget it. I knew you were trying to trick me." Chun Niang rolled her eyes. "If burning the ancestral hall makes it difficult for you, then I'll do something else. There is a golden lock on my belly, and the key is in the secret room behind Mr. Tang's birthday hall. If you can get the key, I'm willing to help you do three things."

"key?"

"Yes, a golden key." Chun Niang simply gestured to Gao Ming: "One thing for three things, you won't lose no matter how you calculate it."

"Okay, I can try." Gao Ming nodded in agreement. He didn't believe in promises, but he believed in positions. Chunniang had irreconcilable conflicts with the townspeople, and this could be used to her advantage.

"Go ahead, go ahead. I will try my best to cooperate with you." Chunniang's beautiful face came close to Gao Ming, with her terrifying body behind her: "It seems that you are much more handsome than Tang Hujun. I will give you a piece of clothing I have worn."

The curtain shook, and a gauze dress stained with fish scales and blood fell into Gao Ming's hands.

"Take it. It can be used as a scabbard for your knife and isolate the butcher's senses. My clothes are much better than that crying sheepskin."

"Thank you." The gauze clothes were very thin. Gao Ming peeled off the sheepskin and wrapped the butcher knife with the clothes. The evil spirit really disappeared, and the crying sound in the sheepskin slowly stopped.

Gao Ming breathed a sigh of relief as he no longer had to worry about being discovered by the butcher. He walked to the window and poked a hole in the window paper.

The butcher came to the door, but Master Tang still hadn't shown up. However, the two did not fight as Gao Ming had expected.

There were two voices in the butcher's body. The shrill voice had been trying to appease the other voice, not only avoiding conflict, but he even said that he had also prepared a birthday gift for Mr. Tang and wanted to attend Mr. Tang's birthday banquet.

"Damn it! I even celebrated his birthday! I'll kill his whole family, and I'll write the Chinese character 'Zhu' upside down!"

"Master Tang, just treat me as if I'm talking nonsense. I'm now in charge of the business that used to be owned by Shopkeeper Wang. I'll have to rely on you more in the future."

"Depending on you, **! Kill them all! Kill them all!"

The butcher's voice was contradictory and seemed to be suppressed, but in fact it was more like a pot of boiling water, the lid of which might be blown off at any time.

"It's a bit strange. I only heard the butcher's shouting and Master Tang's roar, but haven't seen their real bodies." Gao Ming was waiting for an opportunity. The deeper the night got, the more chaotic the town would probably become.

"At midnight, close doors and windows to prevent theft!"

When Gao Ming was about to look away, the voice of the old night watchman was heard on North Street, and it was the second watch at 11:00 p.m.

(End of this chapter)