Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 562: God of Fortune and God of Inauspiciousness

Although Bai Huang is a woman, she looks very heroic. In order to find her missing children, she honed her eyes through nightmares and developed a pair of sharp and bright eyes. She has a very strong aura and it makes people feel very safe to be with her.

"He's good-looking, can take responsibility, and has strong abilities. Such people are indeed very popular." Gao Ming did not act rashly. The wedding house was crowded with people, but Gao Ming could only see himself. He didn't know if the people talking around him were ghosts or hallucinations.

"It's so lively." Even though Gao Ming felt that this place was weird, he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Compared with the birthday banquet in Zhenbei, this wedding banquet was much more lively. The Tang residence was filled with guests who looked like paper figures. Although the guests in the wedding house could not be seen, they all seemed very happy. Even if they could not see, one could imagine the festive scene in one's mind just by the sounds.

"Make way! Make way! The bride-picking procession is about to set off!" A drake voice shouted loudly in the empty courtyard, and the door of the wing room was opened. Objects draped with colorful threads, clothes scented with sandalwood, embroidered silk quilt covers, quilt heads and some daily necessities were put into a big red wooden box.

Then the heavy wooden box floated up out of thin air, as if someone was carrying it, but because it was too heavy, it swayed as it moved.

Following behind were a full set of pigs, sheep, and other sacrificial animals. On both sides were wedding banners inscribed with the words "May your marriage be a hundred years of happiness and prosperity for five generations." Further back were plates of mahogany filled with red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds, which seemed to imply the early birth of a son.

"What are you going to do?" The wedding reception at the wedding house was very different from the traditional wedding reception. Apart from the pigs that shed tears like humans after being slaughtered, and the silk mixed with paper money, what made Gao Ming most uncomfortable was that the original color of all the large mahogany boxes did not seem to be red, including the "囍" characters in the house, all of which had a very faint smell of blood.

Because the smell was too faint, Gao Ming couldn't even tell whether there was blood on it. After he smelled it carefully, a thin layer of red seemed to appear in his mind, constantly stimulating him to join in the joyful atmosphere around him.

Holding the box, Gao Ming bit his tongue hard and recovered only after the severe pain. There were a few bloodshot lines in his eyes, and he could vaguely make out some human figures.

"Am I being assimilated by them? Or will I become like them if I stay in this house for too long?" Gao Ming originally wanted to figure out why Bai Huang's name appeared on the Geng Tie, but now he began to worry about Zhang Mingli's mission.

"Mr. Tang represents greed in nightmares, and Madam Xi represents joy and love? But these two things are extremely rare in Zhemeng Town. How can Madam Xi own such a big house?" Gao Ming slowly stood up and prepared to find someone for Zhang Mingli.

The whole yard was filled with invisible guests, and there might be monsters in every empty room. Gao Ming had no way to avoid them. He had just taken a few steps when he was pulled back by a force, and the voice of a middle-aged woman sounded in his ears.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave. Guests are welcome. We have prepared enough wine and meat. Please enjoy."

The aroma of wine wafted into Gao Ming's nose. He had no idea that he was being held by something, and he did not resist. He just picked up the wine on the table and raised it casually.

Amidst laughter, singing and dancing, Gao Ming was pushed back to his seat.

With drums and music playing, the wedding procession left the bridal house carrying large red boxes. If you encountered them on the dark and gloomy streets, you would probably be scared silly.

An invisible crowd was surging. A bronze mirror fell from the dressing table and landed at the door of the wing room. It was too noisy around and not many people noticed it.

When the pressure on his body was reduced, Gao Ming stared at the wine in the glass. It was thick and mellow, and he didn't know what it was brewed with. Occasionally, he could see thin lines like blood, which would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"No more time to waste." Gao Ming put down the wine glass and the box, hugged his stomach, pretended to have a sudden stomachache, and quietly retreated. He looked inside the wing room as he passed by. He originally wanted to find someone who looked like Zhang Mingli, but his peripheral vision swept across the bronze mirror on the ground, and a bloody face appeared in the bronze mirror.

"that's me?"

The bronze mirror reflected a bloody wedding house. There were no lanterns or decorations, no banquets or guests, and blood was everywhere. Figures with their intestines exposed cheered and jumped for joy, with faces full of excitement, having used up the last of their vitality in this wedding. After they fell down, their flesh and blood turned into "red soup" and seeped into the floor tiles and wall cracks, and their skins were like tattered silk cloth, thrown casually on the ground.

No one noticed that the bronze mirror reflected a different world. There were bloodshot eyes in all the "people", and Gao Ming was no exception.

Gao Ming put the bronze mirror into his arms as quickly as possible and was about to leave when a man's voice suddenly rang out from the side room: "Madam, are you back? You are finally willing to come in and take a look at us."

The voice was full of vicissitudes and bitterness, but also carried expectation and a kind of humility that was low to the dust.

Gao Ming looked up into the house. The wing was filled with red cloth. On the wooden table were several earthenware plates with buns, clams, pork elbows, chestnuts, and lotus seeds on them. It might be a good omen for having five sons pass the imperial examinations.

"lady?"

Gao Ming thought to himself that he was such a grown-up standing at the door, could it be that the other party was also unable to see the other guests like him?

With a glimmer of hope, Gao Ming turned his back to the courtyard, took out a bronze mirror and shone it towards the place where the sound came from.

Gao Ming's blood vessels bulged and he almost dropped the bronze mirror. The wooden bed in the mirror was a huge jar half embedded in the ground. At the mouth of the jar were several men's heads that had been squeezed too close and fused together. If one took them out individually, each man looked more handsome than Tang Hu, but when they were stuck together it was a bit too much for the viewer to bear.

What made Gao Ming feel even more disgusted was that the man's body in this jar had been alienated, with blood and flesh mixed together with various herbs and foreign objects, and it actually exuded the aroma of fine wine.

"Could the wine at the banquet be taken from here?" Gao Ming was very glad that he did not eat anything at the wedding banquet.

"Madam, are you still angry with us? We know we were wrong. The 'God of Use' was weak and immoral, and we were deceived by the God of Evil, so we went crazy and stole the things of the God of Joy. Madam, we don't ask for your forgiveness, we just ask you to come closer so that we can hear your voice again." Those heads and eyes were blinded, and their bodies were used as living materials to soak in wine, but they were still obsessed with Madam Xi and hoped that Madam Xi would taste the wine they brewed with her bones and blood.

"Using God, Avoiding God and Lucky God? Aren't these used in calculating the Four Pillars and Eight Characters?"

When fortune-telling, you often hear these: the so-called "useful gods" refer specifically to the heavenly stems or earthly branches that are used to remedy the deficiencies in the eight characters, and are one of the five elements that can play a role in making up for the deficiencies in the fate.

Thinking more deeply, Gao Ming recalled the layout of Zhemeng Town. The Xi House was located at the end of the middle street at the entrance of Zhemeng Town. On the left was a complicated alley where the night watchman, Zhang Mingli and all kinds of evil spirits were hiding. On the right was a deserted dirt road with paper money and soul flags all over the ground, and the roadside was full of things for worshiping the dead.

(End of this chapter)