Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 571: Hundreds of Ghosts Parade
"My life is over. This time, Yongsheng Pharmaceutical will probably smash my body directly and won't even give me a chance to become a vegetable." The bitterness in the man's eyes was about to overflow with tears: "I am Fu Tian's grandson, and I will inherit Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. I have been dormant for so long, and everything is gone. It's all over."

"Quiet." Gao Ming half-bent his body, opened the curtain of the sedan chair a little, and carefully looked outside.

"Someone ran into the backyard! The cellar was opened!"

"I sense the anger of the God of Joy. Someone has offended the god! He deserves to be killed. We must find him! Dig out his internal organs and sacrifice him!"

"The joy has faded a lot. Who spilled the God of Joy's wine? Damn it! All those memories are coming out!"

"God of Joy! God of Joy! I am your child, don't eat me, don't eat me!"

The yard was in complete chaos. Xi Xianer's screams and laughter could be heard at the same time. It was difficult to figure out what was happening outside just by the sounds.

"It's the second watch of the night, and the God of Joy hasn't fully regained consciousness yet. Those Xixian'er who went to the cellar to check were probably accidentally injured by the God of Joy." The sad expression on the man's face eased a little. It is always better for a disaster to happen to an enemy than to oneself.

"What is the relationship between Xixian'er and Xishen?"

"They are believers of the God of Joy, captured by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical from various nightmares. Some are the fantasies of mental patients, some are split personalities, and some are amnesiac testers. Certain characteristics of them are highly matched with the God of Joy. Forget it, don't worry about what they were before. Just remember that they are now the running dogs of the God of Joy, and all their power comes from the God of Joy." The man really knew Zhemeng Town very well.

"We must marry Madam Xi before the third watch! If we delay, no one will be able to escape!" Bai Huang's voice suddenly rang out in the yard. She still maintained her rationality: "Let's work together to suppress the sacrifice that has merged with the memory of the God of Xi into the cellar first!"

Bai Huang did not say that the cellar contained the unawakened will of the God of Joy, but rather that the sacrifices had merged with the memories of the God of Joy. What everyone had to face was not the God of Joy, but the sacrifices that had stolen the power of the God of Joy.

"Do it quickly!"

Yelang does not have a high status in the wedding house. They are just "clothes" that the God of Joy can change at any time. However, the wedding night is an exception, because the God of Joy will change into Yelang's clothes on this night.

Some Xishen noticed that something was wrong with Bai Huang, but no one dared to speak up. After all, questioning the current Bai Huang meant suspecting that Xishen had made a mistake.

Many happy immortals joined forces and took great pains to seal the "monster" in the cellar. They wanted to investigate the cause of the abnormality in the cellar, but Bai Huang spoke again.

"The God of Joy is omnipotent. No one can steal his things in the wedding house. The thief who sneaked into the cellar must have been swallowed by the God of Joy and dissolved in the wedding wine." Bai Huang spoke with a pious expression and there was nothing wrong with his tone: "The most urgent thing is to marry Madam Xi. When Madam Xi comes back, all disasters will be eliminated."

"That's true, but the cellar contains the memory of the God of Joy. If something goes wrong..."

"You are not going to marry Madam Xi and are wasting time without permission. Are you trying to take advantage of Madam Xi's absence from the Xi house to contact the God of Xi without permission, take away his faith, and become the new Madam Xi yourselves?" Bai Huang's voice became louder, and her words scared Xi Xian'er, who had just spoken, so much that her face turned pale.

"The gift-giving team has been on the move for half an hour. We can't wait any longer." Bai Huang said decisively: "All the happy immortals return to their positions, open the happy gate of the Yinzhai, and start the sedan chair!"

The door of the deepest room in the Xi house was opened, and the negative energy surged out like a tide, flooding the house.

Gao Ming sat in the sedan chair with the man on her back, not daring to breathe. The sedan chair they were hiding in was used to marry Mrs. Xi.

The sedan chair swayed, and eight fairies with fairly well-proportioned figures lifted the sedan chair from all directions. Because only people who were filled with joy could see them, in Gao Ming's vision, the big red wedding sedan chair floated out of thin air, out of the Yin house, through the backyard cellar, and came to the front yard of the main hall. When the wedding sedan chair appeared, the guests' laughter and cheers became louder, and the sound waves almost lifted the curtain of the sedan chair.

The vermilion gate of the house was completely opened, red lanterns were lit, and the fairies and ghosts of different appearances stepped out of the house.

The gongs sounded to clear the way, the trumpets and drums blew, and the firecrackers blasted. The lively scene in front of the wedding house and the dead silence of the entire town formed a strange contrast.

The sedan chair carried by eight people moved forward in the darkness. The little devil blew the bent-neck horn. On both sides, there were happy fairies holding umbrellas, fans, large mirrors, second mirrors, axes, and behind them were two pairs of trumpets and eight large drums.

Hundreds of ghosts parading in the streets, so lively.

"Where are they going?" Gao Ming whispered to the man while sitting in the sedan chair.

"It should be the Temple of Joy outside the town. Madam Joy will go there to take back the joy that has spread into countless nightmares. The so-called God of Joy marrying a wife is actually just a ceremony for the God of Joy to absorb the fortune and joy from countless nightmares. This is also the reason why the God of Joy becomes more powerful every time a family marries a wife." The man had forgotten what the God of Joy looked like at first. He didn't know when it started to become difficult to express and describe the other party in words.

"Once we are far away from the wedding house, we will find a chance to leave."

Gao Ming's voice floated into the man's ears, and he shook his head instinctively. The bride-receiving team was surrounded by Xi Xian'er, where could she escape to? However, the man learned his lesson this time and did not refute Gao Ming. In his heart, he still hoped that Gao Ming could create a miracle again.

The gong cleared the way, and the sound was much louder than the night watchman's clapper, but no one dared to complain. The doors and windows of every household were tightly closed, as if nothing could be heard.

No townspeople dared to provoke the wedding procession from the wedding house. This was not a solution. Gao Ming rolled his eyes and thought that he could create trouble even if there was no trouble.

Gao Ming lifted the veil given by Chunniang and took out the butcher's knife.

"What do you want to do?"

With the tip of the knife pointed at the man, Gao Ming smeared the remaining wedding wine on the blade, and the joy turned into a faint red thread that tried to enter the knife, but was easily bounced off by the evil spirit on the blade. However, the joy was not so easy to mess with, and began to tirelessly try all kinds of ways to invade the blade.

Perhaps he felt that the fire was not strong enough, so Gao Ming took the butcher knife and cut off some of the decorative embroidery inside the wedding sedan.

Not everyone can ride in Madam Xi's sedan chair. It is extremely sinister and every little decoration contains a joy that can drive ordinary people crazy. Even if an ordinary person hides in the sedan chair, it won't take long for him to go crazy and become a puppet who only knows how to smile foolishly. But Gao Ming has an "abyss" in his heart. Without the control of the will of the God of Xi, no matter how much joy comes, it will not pose a threat to him, so he can destroy the wedding sedan chair unscrupulously.

"I really don't know where Zhang Mingli found a lunatic like you as his helper." The man had already given up and had no intention of stopping Gao Ming.

In less than an incense stick of time, the sedan chair suddenly stopped and the sounds of gongs and drums also stopped. Gao Ming narrowed his eyes, lifted a corner of the sedan chair curtain with a knife blade, and looked outside.

There was a large pool of wriggling livestock flesh and blood gathered together, like a huge blood snake pressing on the stone beam at the entrance of Zhemeng Town, which was the only way out of the town.

(End of this chapter)