Strange game designer

Before He Jing entered this abnormal incident, Jingtuo Shen repeatedly warned him to kill Gao Ming and Wan Jie. Now the target is right in front of him, but he has no intention of taking action.

"You have no other choice. Either cooperate with me to trap the old lady, or I will hold you and wait for the old lady to come." Painter Gao Ming said the most shameless words in the gentlest tone.

"What do I need to do?"

"Go downstairs first." Painter Gao Ming led He Jing into a corridor that few people knew about: "The old lady will be attracted by the clay sculpture. I set a trap in the second elevator on the fourth floor. When the time comes, we will use the clay sculpture to trick the old lady in. As long as we hold on until the elevator door closes, she will be trapped for a while."

"What's the use of just sealing for a while? When she comes out, won't she still chase me?" He Jing didn't believe in painter Gao Ming at all. He was just desperate now.

"The statue of the god gathers most of the beliefs of the 'past' and can break the rules of the building. I went to the first floor to study the three doors there before. Using clay sculptures, we may be able to break the shackles of the 'god of the past', break through the illusions, and escape outside the apartment." The words of the painter Gao Ming made He Jing a little moved: "I don't need clay sculptures, I just need you to take me with you when you leave."

Painter Gao Ming said very sincerely. There was no dark thing on his sunny and gentle face. He seemed to be innocent and had no schemes.

During the discussion, the two of them ran to the fourth floor unknowingly. In order to make He Jing feel at ease, painter Gao Ming accompanied him to stand in front of the elevator.

"Don't be nervous, wait until grandma pounces on you before opening the elevator door, and be sure to wait until she is close."

"Will you push me in with you at that time?" He Jing stared at painter Gao Ming suspiciously. He was really forced to do nothing, otherwise he would never cooperate with such a dangerous person.

"Then you can also give me the clay sculpture and let me be the bait." Painter Gao Ming said indifferently.

With a cold snort, He Jing quietly began to use the power of the ghost pattern. The only person he could trust absolutely at any time was himself.

The footsteps of the grandmother were heard in the dilapidated corridor, and the bloody clothes were dragged on the ground. The grandmother's body became more and more terrifying. Her eyes almost completely bulged out of her eye sockets, large patches of corpse spots grew on her face, and blood stains remained on her uneven teeth.

As time went by, the grandmother in red became more and more creepy.

The voice-controlled lights in the corridor were all turned off. The grandmother stared at He Jing and the painter Gao Ming with her eyes, and crawled towards them crying in the dark.

"Fuck! She's coming!" The oppression of the grandmother in red was stronger than any ghost He Jing had seen before. Without waiting for the painter Gao Ming's consent, he frantically pressed the elevator door opening button.

The mottled and old elevator door slowly opened, and a strong smell of blood wafted out. He Jing subconsciously turned his head and took a look. The elevator car parked on the fourth floor was more terrifying than the lair of the murderer.

Corpses were piled up on the poor quality floor, their bodies were knotted and entangled, with smiles on their faces and strange patterns painted on their faces.

Their blood was not wasted, and one evil ghost after another was drawn on the wall of the elevator.

"No way, the paint ran out halfway through the painting, and I can only rely on sacrifice." The painter Gao Ming's voice was still gentle and bright, but He Jing shuddered after hearing it. Everyone had only been in the abnormal event for more than two hours, and this guy in front of him had already killed everyone in the elevator. The reward offered by the Investigation Bureau for Gao Ming was still too low, and it should be increased tenfold.

"Have you been killing since you entered the building?" He Jing felt that she must have gone insane to cooperate with the painter Gao Ming.

"In fact, it doesn't take much time. I kill people very quickly." The painter Gao Ming was very satisfied with his work: "When I was at work before, an evil ghost played a game with me, saying that it was hidden in someone and asked me to kill the person possessed by it in one night. As a result, I only took half an hour to finish the game."

The grandmother was only a few meters away from them, and the painter Gao Ming was still telling stories. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that he was afraid of.

After the painter Gao Ming played this role, He Jing engraved the word Gao Ming in her heart, and even left a psychological shadow.

"Give me the statue!"

The strong stench of the red-clothed grandmother and the bloody smell in the elevator collided together. When the grandmother's hand was about to touch He Jing's face, the trap in the elevator was activated by the painter Gao Ming.

The evil ghost in the painting stretched out its arms and formed a blood cage with the corpses, and caught the red-clothed grandmother.

"Knock her in!"

He Jing narrowly avoided it. Seeing that the grandmother was restrained, he ran away and didn't care about Gao Ming's life or death. However, the painter Gao Ming had expected it long ago. He dug his nails into the flesh of his palm, and He Jing fell to the ground instantly.

"You can't run away." Spreading his palm, the painter Gao Ming's festering palm painted He Jing's two legs.

In desperation, He Jing had to work with Gao Ming to hit the grandmother's back and force her to be dragged into the elevator.

"Close the door!"

The grandmother killed people in the elevator, and the bodies were torn to pieces. Blood splattered on the walls of the elevator. The evil ghost painted by the painter Gao Ming became more powerful.

"Finally, I can get rid of this ghost." He Jing pressed the door closing button frantically, but he suddenly felt a chill on his back. The hand of the painter Gao Ming pressing on his shoulder seemed to be exerting force, as if he would push him into the elevator in the next moment.

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind. The strong desire to survive made He Jing decisively wave the statue and stuffed it into the arms of the painter Gao Ming: "Give it to you!"

The continuous shock made He Jing change his mind. He was able to survive so many abnormal events because of his keen intuition.

"Oh?"

Painter Gao Ming stretched out his hand to take the statue. Every painting on the clay sculpture echoed him. He did not stay on this floor and ran directly to the first floor.

He Jing, who was lying on the ground, felt his legs gradually recovering and chased to the first floor. He wanted to leave with painter Gao Ming the moment the door opened.

The elevator car door continued to ooze blood, and the grandmother's roar could be heard clearly throughout the building.

Painter Gao Ming held the clay sculpture in his hand, and no one could stop him now.

On the first floor, painter Gao Ming walked towards the room in the middle of the corridor. He pinched the neck of the clay sculpture and looked at the wall.

In the past, the door was destroyed by ordinary Gao Ming. Now the door has been opened, but it is pitch black outside. In the future, no one knows what happened inside the door, and a large number of blood vessels have emerged from the door.

"This group of people are really capable of causing trouble. Even the 'gods' are worried about them, right?" The painter Gao Ming walked to the present door holding the statue of the god. Under the influence of the clay sculpture, the darkness outside the present door was partially dispelled, and everyone in the building saw the real scene outside the building for the first time.

"Can we leave now?" Before He Jing, who was chasing after them, got excited for long, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps from the safe passage, and a large group of Gao Mings rushed here under the leadership of ordinary Gao Mings.

"Found it!"

"You brought the 'god statue of the past'?!"

"You led away grandma's body alone, and you were able to shake her off and bring the statue to the first floor. You are so awesome!"

One by one, the Gao Mings came, making the gentle painter Gao Ming frown. It felt like he had just won five million, and a group of poor relatives came to the door.

"Look! The statue of the god changed the scene outside the 'present door'! The statue of the god is the key!"

"This Gao Ming is really amazing!"