Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 580 Joy and Disaster

"I have scars all over my body, including my neck, stomach, and chest. I have seen my organs being taken out. My head was once twisted behind my back..." Gao Ming sat on the bridge corridor with trembling hands. He did not pick up the butcher's knife that had fallen beside him.

"What kind of despair, what kind of thing, can drive me to do this even if I have to die so many times? What is it?"

"Is it fate?"

"I forgot. Why did I forget the most crucial part?"

"How did I leave that nightmare? How did I leave that city called the vast sea? Where is that city? Is it in my heart? Do you want me to dig my heart open and take a look?"

Pain filled his eyes. Gao Ming had been trying to find the truth, but he didn't expect the truth would make him so painful.

Maybe it is right to not care about anything and just live with Liu Yi. This is the happiest choice for Gao Ming. Maybe he should just forget about it.

"No." Gao Ming covered his head, "No, no! Someone is waiting for me! Why are they waiting for me? Are they waiting for me to come back? Or are they waiting for me to do something?"

The river outside Zhemeng Town flowed quietly, the blood was washed away, and the Water Dragon King disappeared, but Gao Ming had no intention of leaving.

Releasing nightmares is meant to make people face the things they hate most in their hearts. The first time Gao Ming released a nightmare, he encountered the Water Dragon King who was in charge of fear in Zhemeng Town. The other party directly dug out the true fear in his heart. The moment fate appeared, both Gao Ming and the Water Dragon King were severely stimulated.

"Well... not to mention the distant things, your friend named Bai Huang is in a bad situation now. If you stay here any longer, she will probably enter the bridal chamber with Madam Xi." Fu Shu spoke carefully. He mustered up his courage to interrupt Gao Ming's thoughts. After all, with the madness Gao Ming just showed, it was not impossible for him to be torn to pieces.

His hands stopped shaking and Gao Ming slowly calmed down. He took a deep breath and it took him a long time to get rid of the influence of the dream interpretation method.

Perhaps the stimulation just now was too intense, and the situation just now was too dangerous, a kind of "comforting" emotion and endless vitality kept coming out of his flowing blood. This was not the gentleness of the Flesh and Blood Immortal, but the Flesh and Blood Giant Tree sensed Gao Ming's poor condition and was trying to crawl in from other nightmares and extend its branches into the Dream Breaking Town.

After swallowing the flesh and blood fruit, the giant flesh and blood tree seemed to regard Gao Ming as one of its own kind.

With his palm pressed on his chest, the walkie-talkie that Gao Ming had been hiding close to his body began to squeak, as if someone was tuning in to talk to him, but Gao Ming did not touch the walkie-talkie considering that Fu Shu was behind him.

"Even if I have entered a deep nightmare, there are still people in this world who care about me." Gao Ming was talking about the giant flesh and blood tree and the person on the walkie-talkie who wanted to talk to him, but Fu Shu seemed to have misunderstood. In his opinion, he was the only one by Gao Ming's side.

The fear in his eyes faded a little, and Fu Shu shook his head slightly: "We are both monsters in the eyes of ordinary people, so we can understand each other better. No matter what, I am on your side."

Gao Ming picked up the butcher knife, wrapped it in Chunniang's gauze dress, and stood up while holding the shrine.

The fog cleared, revealing the bridge corridor was damaged in many places. The bridge surface was wet, and there were broken scales and smelly black blood everywhere. "The Water Dragon King has suffered such a great loss. Now is its weakest time. After rescuing Bai Huang, I will find a way to find Zhang Mingli and work together to kill the Water Dragon King first."

With a gentle push, the shrine belonging to the Water Dragon King in the bridge corridor fell down, and the snake slough in the shrine lost its divinity. The accumulated faith and reverence were devoured by the flesh and blood ghosts, and a faint blood-colored snake pattern appeared on the base of the shrine of the flesh and blood ghosts. "The shrine is mainly used to gather the faith and emotional energy generated by the living people's active worship; there is also a Dragon King Temple hidden under this river, and the fear that the Water Dragon King plundered from other nightmares is hidden there. Only by destroying or occupying the Dragon King Temple can we have a chance to truly get rid of the Water Dragon King." After Fu Shu decided to go all the way with Gao Ming, he became patient in his words.

"kindness."

Carrying Fu Shu on his back, Gao Ming came to the other side and walked along the weed-covered path. On both sides, he could see graves of varying sizes. Not to mention tombstones, there wasn't even a wooden sign with a name on it.

"I crawled out of a similar grave at the beginning." Gao Ming threw some paper money stuck on his body in front of the grave. Those paper money could be seen everywhere in Zhemeng Town and on the bridge corridor, but became very scarce after crossing the river.

"Little brother, don't go any further. There are man-eating bears in the woods, also called human-bears." Gao Ming heard an old man's voice just after throwing down the paper money and before he had taken two steps.

He turned around and saw a pale and skinny old man with white hair and beard walking out from behind the crooked grave mound. He was wearing tattered clothes, had only one arm, and a large piece of red cloth was sewn on his chest.

"Father, what is a human bear?" Gao Ming asked casually, ignoring Fu Shu's desperate attempts to wink at him.

"They are about the same size as bears, but smarter than humans. They can swim and climb trees. They can smash an adult's head with one slap. Some bears can even speak human language." The old man hid behind a mound. "Anyway, if you see something resembling a human waving at you in the woods, run away quickly. The farther away from it, the better."

"Thank you, father-in-law." Gao Ming clasped his fists in thanks and continued walking forward.

The weeds on the road became more and more overgrown, and gradually the road could not be seen. Gao Ming could only follow the guidance of the flesh and blood ghosts and chase in a general direction.

As luck would have it, at the end of the weeds was a gloomy forest.

Pulling out the butcher knife, Gao Ming merged with the evil spirit on the knife, his eyes were pierced by blood, and his emotions became a little unstable again: "Fu Shu, do you think we will encounter Xiong?"

"It's just bad luck that it met Gao Ming." Fu Shu now has confidence in Gao Ming: "I'll help you watch behind you."

After chopping off the messy branches, Gao Ming found the path cleared by the wedding procession. He walked for several hundred meters and was surrounded by half-dead old trees. The dead branches looked like messy bones, with some broken heart knots and red ropes tied on them.

Poisonous miasma drifted out, and Gao Ming saw dead babies and the bodies of some old people hung in the holes of some big trees.

"Some elderly people in the town are tortured by illness and can no longer live. They are sent to the woods by their neighbors or younger generations and buried in living graves." Fu Shu's head hit the dried corpses, whose internal organs had been eaten clean. "The bears in the woods will dig living graves. It is estimated that they have eaten too many people, so they have learned human language and become smarter than humans."

Lowering his body, Gao Ming saw many strange things in the woods. This place was very weird, and birth, old age, sickness and death seemed to be intertwined together. There were deformed babies buried there, living graves of the elderly, men and women committing suicide for love, and villagers who had gone crazy due to hysteria.

People are facing tragedy, but the trees are hung with red ropes for blessing, the mud is filled with sachets and incense papers for praying, and one can even vaguely hear the sounds of gongs and drums and a lively wedding in the distance.

(End of this chapter)