Strange game designer

Holding the middle-aged woman's hand, Situ An did not call her mother, but only in front of the middle-aged woman, he would show a different side.

"You still haven't given up?" Gao Ming didn't expect that it was now, but Situ An was still very persistent, as if he had other trump cards.

"Do you think you won?" Situ An straightened up his body that was pierced by chains. He looked at the opened door of the torture room: "There are a large number of damaged statues, dead gods and collapsed beliefs hidden in Lishan Hospital. Attached to those clay sculptures, they serve as the foundation of my home. Now that you have destroyed everything, the dead ghosts and gods will wake up in the clay sculptures, and everyone in the vast sea will be miserable because of you!"

"This is not how you blame others. You did everything and caused the disaster. Do you rely on me?" Gao Ming and Xuan Wen stood together, and the hospital corridor that represented Situ An's past life was collapsing. But something strange is that the memories of the modified patients in the hospital have not disappeared. Their memories are like pieces of peeling wall, flying in the air, and finally pieced together a nightmare about the hospital.

"The power of those ghosts and gods is uncontrollable and can easily destroy the vast sea, so I only dare to trap them in the hospital and feed them with patients. Gao Ming, they are the most precious inheritance of my family, and they are also the last thing I give to you. A gift."

Gao Ming ignored Situ An. The moment the middle-aged woman stepped into the torture chamber, the rules of Situ An's family changed.

The hospital and courtyard were like water waves, becoming transparent under the blood-red sunlight. Gao Ming also saw the dangers hidden in this home.

Those retired uncles and aunts who love to play cards are sources of pollution that only exist in the shadow world. The polite children are all ugly giant ghosts. There are also many neighbors who sleep in their rooms. They are just like Uncle Zhang in the photo studio. They are all clay sculptures and stone statues of rumored ghosts.

From the perspective of supernatural horror, Situ An's home can be regarded as the top one.

"Gao Ming, you have inherited my cause and effect. Everything that happens to me now will happen again to you. This is the game of fate."

"No matter how difficult the game is, you should be able to pass it after playing it a few times." Gao Ming pulled the chain and opened his arms in the hospital corridor.

The nightmare put together by all the memories rushed toward his body, and the horror and abnormalities accumulated by Situ An decorated Gao Ming's heart.

Large lines appeared on the walls of the torture chamber, and each nightmare was like the cruelest painting in the world, engraved in the torture chamber.

"Home can separate the will of humans and ghosts. It is a spiritual nest. To build a home, you need to use all kinds of rare things in the shadow world." This was also the first time Xuan Wen saw such a scene. She saw that Gao Ming had completely taken the initiative. , after she was no longer needed here, she ran out of the hospital as fast as she could.

Gao Ming didn't ask Xuan Wen what she was doing. He trusted her unconditionally.

The home was twisting and changing, like a fading oil painting. Xuan Wen rushed into the courtyard. She avoided the crazy children and neighbors and opened the door of Situ An's mother's house.

Without any hesitation, Xuan Wen took away the landline phone used by Situ An's mother, and picked up the box filled with various "toys" in the corner.

Every toy is a disobedient ghost, and all of them are valued by Situ An, because those without potential have been destroyed and become the targets of other ghosts and monsters.

In Lishan Hospital, Gao Ming's finger passed through the window glass: "It's over."

Frankly speaking, Gao Ming himself knew little about home. He only knew that the formation of home was related to the shadow world, and that every "home" was different.

The bloody sunshine reflected Gao Ming's eyes, and the illusory home seemed like a dream. As Gao Ming's eyes opened, all the memories of his family were imprinted on the walls of the torture chamber.

After the last path was closed, the flesh and blood ghost let out a roar, and strange blood marks began to appear on his skin.

Nightmares belonging to the patient and Situ An took turns appearing in the torture room, merging with each other, as if they were going to form the most terrifying nightmare.

Gao Ming also discovered the abnormality of the flesh and blood ghosts. With the appearance of those blood marks, the aura exuded by the flesh and blood ghosts truly surpassed that of Zhang Ding, the owner of the supermarket.

Ghosts in Hanhai need to go through three stages if they want to become dream ghosts. First, they have to become a big ghost with self-awareness, then they have to have their own house of resentment, and then they have to be able to weave nightmares based on their own experiences.

Zhang Ding was in the third stage before, and the Flesh Immortal also reached this stage after eating Situ An's memories and "dreams" about home.

After waking up from the dream, all the evil under the sun was put into Gao Ming's heart, and they returned to the intestines.

"This is what Situ An's home really looks like."

At the end of the intestines, a thick shadow formed a dark lake, like gastric juices in the stomach pouch.

A large number of broken idols were thrown into the black lake, and many of them had opened their eyes.

The intestinal folds on the left side of the black lake are piled up in large numbers, and there are intact bodies embedded in them. These seem to be prepared by Situ An for the ghosts and gods; the right side is even more terrifying, all of them are highly alienated corpses. This place is simply It's like a gallery of weird specimens.

"On the left is Tianjing Courtyard, and on the right is Lishan Hospital. It turns out that these things correspond to home."

The flesh-and-blood ghosts and gods smashed the clay sculptures that caught the blind man, but the clay sculptures were quickly put back together, and the smiles on their faces became more and more like living people.

"They died a long time ago. If you want to make them disappear completely, you have to either eat them directly, or wait for the obsession and belief condensed in them to collapse." Xuan Wen caught the dying ones. The blind man, the other person's body was in a state of disrepair, like a dead leaf that had been caught in a storm: "Eating them carries the risk of being possessed by them, but it doesn't matter to you, because you already have a terrifying god in your body." ”

"Get ready to leave!"

Gao Ming asked the flesh and blood ghosts and gods to help Hong Yuyi first. The violent and violent Hong Yi was about to be dragged into the black lake.

Four ghostly faces roared, and the Flesh Fairy completely ignored the shadows. He was once one of the countless damaged clay sculptures, but he met a high fate.

As soon as the Flesh Fairy left, the damaged ghosts and gods gathered around again. Gao Ming wanted to pull Xuan Wen back, but this time the other party stood in front of Gao Ming.

"There are still some good things that I haven't brought out from home." She tore open the strange note posted on the box and threw all the toys towards the statue of the awakened ghosts and gods.

The moment those ugly and deformed toys left the box, their bodies merged with the shadows, turning into patients full of resentment.