Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 690 A group of smelly fish and rotten shrimps

The moment the shrine was opened, everyone heard a voice that sounded without warning deep in everyone's heart.

Few people can resist the invasion of darkness, because darkness is everywhere, in the soft corners of the heart, in the depths of vague memories, and when people discover it, the colors have already been swallowed up.

"The ghost in the darkness is coming!" Huang Ying's scream broke the silence.

"Do it!"

Without untying the ropes on his body, Gao Ming's blood city ghost patterns burst out all over his body, the smell of meat wafted in the air, and the dazzling blood color tore a gap in the boundless darkness.

The door to the torture chamber had been opened at some point, and the souls from the vast sea rushed towards the statue hidden in the darkness in the shrine. The abilities of the three dream ghosts intertwined, and countless arms drilled into the unspeakable statue.

"Dream!"

This was the first time that the Dream Ghosts had hunted the Unspeakable after the destruction of the Vast Sea Blood City. The terror that the Vast Sea had brought to other blood cities many years ago seemed to be reappearing in Gao Ming's hands.

……

"Ka! Ka! Ka!"

"What a crap shoot! Fuck! You might as well use my money to clean your ass!"

The thick script was rolled up and hit Gao Ming's head hard. His confused eyes instantly focused.

The dream ghost descended, and he and the vast sea of ​​ghosts in the torture chamber entered the dark shrine, which was the unspeakable world.

"Open your eyes and look at the crap you've filmed! F**k!" Gao Ming was grabbed roughly by the collar and dragged in front of the TV screen by a tall, middle-aged man in a black suit. The old square TV was playing a public service announcement advocating not to make loud noises in the cinema.

On the screen, three classic cartoon characters were playing and shouting in the cinema, and were finally kicked out by security guards.

"What a pile of shit! Saying that you filmed shit is an insult to shit!" The man pressed Gao Ming's head against the TV: "Look at what others filmed!"

He waved his hand, and the two burly men with tattoos beside him changed the channel, and a new advertisement appeared on the screen.

In the dim screening room, the back of an audience member's seat was suddenly kicked, a child in the front row was crying, and the couple next to them were loudly revealing the plot of the movie. The audience member patiently communicated with everyone around him, telling them not to make loud noises in the cinema, but unfortunately no one listened to him. After repeating this several times, the audience member took out a rifle from his bag, stepped on the seat and started shooting wildly.

The movie dubbing on the screen overlapped with the audience's gunfire, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and finally a bloody line of words appeared on the screen - Please do not make loud noises in the cinema.

"Look! This is art! You've wasted all my money!" The script hit Gao Ming's face, but the middle-aged man was still not satisfied.

The two contracts were thrown on the ground. Before Gao Ming could react, the strong men on both sides had already taken his hands and pressed their fingerprints. "You, a useless director, already owe more than 900,000 yuan. If you can't pay off the debt by shooting commercials, you can only sell your organs. My patience is limited. Do you understand?"

Seeing that Gao Ming did not react, he beat Gao Ming again before taking his men away.

The studio door was closed, and after those people walked away, three staff members wearing cartoon character jackets walked out from the prop storage area that looked like a garbage dump.

"Director Li, are you still alive? You can't die, you still owe us half a year's salary!" The actor wearing a black cartoon mouse mask rushed to Gao Ming and burst into tears. When Gao Ming was beaten just now, he didn't dare to say a word.

"If we continue to follow Director Li, not to mention the salary, our organs might even be sold." Taking off the big yellow duck headgear, a purple-haired woman looked at Gao Ming with a worried look on her face: "Let's sell all the equipment in the studio. Anything we can get will help."

"What are you talking about!" The last cartoon character, carrying a camera and wearing a gray long-eared rabbit doll costume, said: "Director Li will eventually be taken away to sell his organs anyway. We might as well sell Director Li in exchange for salary."

Gao Ming, who had just been beaten up, felt dizzy after hearing the words of the three actors. This world of the shrine was a little unusual. Everyone spoke frankly about their inner malice, revealing their dark side nakedly.

"I'm not dead yet." Gritting his teeth, he climbed up from the ground. Gao Ming's will began to merge with the memory of this body. The dream ghost invaded the shrine and would erode the faith step by step from the bottom of the shrine world until the gods were overthrown.

The body he descended into was called Li Sansi, a second-rate advertising director who had previously had a brainwave and wanted to make a movie, but ended up in debt before the filming even officially started.

The group of people who beat him up just now are from a gang that is responsible for film distribution. In fact, not only film distribution, but also the medical care, education, food, everything in this city is under the control of those big organizations.

The middle-aged man in the suit said that taking Gao Ming to sell his organs was not a threat. There was a relevant department in their organization, and when the time came, Gao Ming would be handed over to other colleagues to deal with. It would only take a word and would be very efficient.

"Director Li! I'm glad you're not dead! What about our salaries? We failed again. How about you try to mortgage the house again?"

Looking at the thin middle-aged man taking off the black mouse cartoon mask, Gao Ming felt a headache. Director Li Sansi's crew had been destroyed long ago, and now only three of his deceived subordinates were left.

The thin man who plays the black mouse is called Jia Youzhi, who is in charge of props. Although his name is Youzhi, he actually has no ambition. He just eats and waits for death every day. He would never sit if he could lie down. He is almost fifty years old and still a bachelor. He follows Director Li simply because he is too lazy to run away.

The purple-haired woman who plays the Big Yellow Duck is called Dingxiang. She is the only actor in the crew. Like Director Li, she owes a lot of money to the gang. Now she is shooting commercials to pay off her debts. If she can't pay it off, she will have to shoot other things. So she is more anxious than Director Li, and she is raising money like crazy every day.

The person who finally played the role of Long-Eared Rabbit was the cameraman in the crew, a 1.8-meter-tall strong woman named Wu Wei. She was cheated of her feelings and money by a male actor in the previous crew. After the other party ran away and disappeared, she turned completely evil and stayed in the crew.

"Director Li, Director Li! Are you okay? Why don't we think about what else we have at home that can be used as collateral?" Jia Youzhi took off the thick, low-quality doll clothes and found a few bandages that had been used countless times from the pile of props.

"Get out of the way, these are just superficial wounds." Gao Ming frowned and looked at his men. He searched Director Li's memory and found out that his house had been mortgaged to different gangs three times. After a week, he could not pay the interest to the three gangs. The organs in his body might not be enough for the big guys to share.

"What a devastating start. I wonder how the others are doing?"

(End of this chapter)