Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 581: Harmony and Unity
"Shhh."

Gao Ming closed his eyes and listened. His five senses were far superior to those of ordinary people. He moved his ears slightly and heard the sound of drums and cheers coming from deep in the jungle.

"The wedding procession is just ahead. We finally caught up with them."

Fu Shu felt a little hesitant when facing off against the God of Joy's people. He had been locked up in the cellar of Xi's house and had a natural fear of the God of Joy and his wife.

"Yelang in the Happy House will go to the Happy Temple to marry Lady Happy. When they enter the bridal chamber, the Happy God will return with all the happiness in the nightmare intact." Fu Shu recalled for a while: "Similar wedding ceremonies have been carried out eight times, and the Happy God has become stronger each time. This is the ninth time. After the wedding ceremony, it should have the greatest chance of becoming an unspeakable existence."

"The God of Joy in Zhemeng Town is just a monster that you have fed with countless nightmares. It is not easy for him to become unspeakable." Gao Ming has already offended the other party to death, and he certainly does not want him to become unspeakable.

"Hey, Xishen has nothing to do with me. It's all done by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. I'm in the same group with you now." Fu Shu corrected Gao Ming's statement.

Gao Ming was too lazy to care about these details and he went deeper into the dense forest.

Here and there, wedding paper and colorful ribbons can be seen everywhere. They are strangely intertwined with the dead trees, as if this eerie forest is the bridal chamber of ghosts and gods.

The man-eating bear had not yet been seen, and danger was lurking on all sides. Gao Ming tried his best not to make any noise and went deep into the woods like a wild cat. He saw a large red wedding temple between layers of dead trees.

The temple is divided into two floors and is magnificent and luxurious. The brick walls are inlaid with gold and silver, and the eaves are hung with colored glaze. The four open windows correspond to happiness, wealth, longevity and fortune respectively, and the huge incense burner is filled with people's wishes.

Incense sticks like dragons and purple smoke linger in front of the temple. Ten happy fairies in different attire are waiting outside the temple. A large sedan chair is parked on one side and the curtain is opened, revealing the inside is in tatters due to Gao Ming's destruction.

"The White Phoenix is ​​not here?" Ever since the Blood and Flesh Ghost God ate the hearts of the eight Happy Immortals, the high beings who were connected to the Blood and Flesh Immortals by blood could also see the Happy Immortals and all things related to the Happy God.

The main gate of the Xi Temple was open, and one could faintly hear a woman's smile and Bai Huang's painful voice reciting scriptures. As time passed, Bai Huang's voice lost the pain of being forced, and was instead filled with joy and excitement.

"She didn't escape, but was captured and taken to the Temple of Joy." Fu Shu was also a little worried: "We can't let the God of Joy return smoothly. That guy absorbed all the joy in nightmares nine times. Once he returns intact, we will all die miserably!"

Pulling out the butcher knife, Gao Ming hid the shrine in his sleeve. Every time he used the dream interpretation method, it would cause him extreme pain, but he had no better choice now.

"Strike first and disrupt their rituals."

He crouched closer, and the moment he left the dense forest, Gao Ming's speed increased dramatically, and he stabbed Xixian, who was closest to him, directly in the heart.

Evil spirit flowed, the blade pointed upwards, Gao Ming understood that it was better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers, he did not attack other Xixian for the credit, but minced that Xixian, and when he turned into a red line and was about to disperse, he smashed the shrine with a gap opened in advance into the body of Xixian, and swallowed him in front of the Xi Temple in front of other Xixians.

The pain in his heart was relieved a lot, which surprised Gao Ming. When he fought with the Water Dragon King, the opponent would stimulate his inner fear, and the pain would increase exponentially after using the dream interpretation method. But when he fought with the Happy Immortal, after killing them, the joy and happiness on their bodies could heal his inner pain and despair.

"Could it be that the God of Joy is my medicine?" With the help of a sneak attack and the cooperation of the flesh and blood ghost god, Gao Ming killed a Happy Immortal in just one minute. After obtaining the dream interpretation method, he was indeed different from before.

"The butcher's knife? You were the one hiding in the wedding sedan before!" The handsome, half-male, half-female Xixian pointed at Gao Ming and screamed.

"You are not dead yet, you are lucky." Gao Ming looked at the remaining nine Xixian, many of whom were injured in the previous fight with the butcher: "I want to see your Yelang."

"Yelang is not someone you can just meet." An old and frail Xixian discovered Fu Shu behind Gao Ming: "You sneaked into Xi's house and stole Madam Xi's things. If you are willing to cut off your own hands and feet, we can forgive you for what happened."

"**." Gao Ming said some very dirty words, then opened the shrine and interpreted the dream!
The moment the phantoms of flesh and blood ghosts emerged, the wounds on the bodies of several Xixians stretched out to reveal red lines. Among them, there was a Xixian who was within two meters of Gao Ming. His upper body began to twist and mutate, his flesh and blood swelled, and his facial features withered. His body was about to be torn apart by the two nightmares.

"Come back!" The tender little hand pulled the happy fairy out, and the other happy fairies seemed to have found their backbone and surrounded the owner of the little hand.

Gao Ming's sword strike missed, and he suppressed the pain in his heart, looking at the other party with bloodshot eyes like a wolf that was starved to the extreme.

In the middle of the nine happy fairies stood two children who looked like porcelain dolls. Both of them had their hair tied in buns and wore red and green silk clothes. One of them was holding a blooming lotus flower, and the other was holding a bamboo box.

"It's such a happy day, why do you, the plague god, have to come to our house? And you're so unreasonable, you just come and kill me." The voices of the dolls are very clear, they look harmless, but they even try to seize the moral high ground when they speak.

"If I hadn't seen so many dead bodies of children and old people in the woods, I would probably feel a little guilty. You bunch of hypocritical pseudo-gods should all be killed!" Gao Ming didn't like to talk nonsense. He swung his knife forward. His nightmare covered an area of ​​two meters around him. As long as Xixian entered this range, he would be attacked by the butcher knife and the bloody ghosts.

Seeing Gao Ming coming fiercely, the two children did not panic, and they kept saying, "It is a critical moment for the God of Happiness to marry a wife. Please help me."

After they finished speaking, the happy fairies around them, regardless of whether they were willing or not, all the happy threads on their bodies drilled into the bodies of the two children.

"Harmony brings people together, unity brings harmony to things. If people can be harmonious, how can we be happy?"

The two little babies grew up rapidly, and they looked more and more like the two immortals He and He who were in charge of marriage in the legend. With flesh and blood, the babies grew into handsome monks with disheveled hair and smiling faces, dressed in green, holding a drum in his left hand and a stick in his right hand.

"Oh!"

The butcher knife was blocked by a stick, and the bloody ghost punched the handsome monk. When the ghost hurt the monk with the faith and power from another nightmare, Gao Ming also felt severe pain. He spat out blood and flew backwards with the monk.

Blood stained his clothes red. Gao Ming supported himself with one hand. He looked at the monk who was also in a state of disgrace. The monk was spitting out blood, but there was a bright and gentle smile on his face: "You have been bullied all day long. God and heaven know it. If you still endure it, you will get the upper hand every step of the way."

"The damage done to him will happen to me too?"

(End of this chapter)