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The "surging" high-level people changed the painter Gao Ming's mentality. He just wanted to leave by himself, occupy everything of Gao Ming, and become the only high-level person.

"How did you find me?" The painter Gao Ming slowly retracted his hand that was pinching the clay sculpture and protected it in his arms.

"We are one, connected by blood, and can even hear each other's heartbeats. Of course, we won't let you face danger alone." The kind-hearted Gao Ming has a high EQ and speaks very nicely.

The room in the middle of the corridor on the first floor is so big that it is almost full of high-level people. It is unlikely that the painter Gao Ming wants to walk out of the room.

His eyes swept across the faces of the high-level people. The painter Gao Ming also saw the diversity of the high-level people. Most of the high-level people did not pose any threat, but there were a few high-level people who made him feel vaguely uneasy.

Compared with the entangled painter Gao Ming, He Jing was really scared to death now. His back was pressed against the wall, and those faces kept drilling into his sight. He felt a little suffocated, as if he had a phobia of high-level people.

"The ghost named 'Future' may come at any time, you'd better make a decision as soon as possible." The flesh and blood Gao Ming stood in the front, he was covered with prayers, and looked much more terrifying than the painter Gao Ming.

The painter Gao Ming also knew that he couldn't wait for long, and the trap he trapped his grandmother couldn't last too long.

"Okay, I'll help you clear the way, but you must promise me one thing." The painter Gao Ming raised the clay sculpture: "The statue is controlled by me, none of you can snatch it from me, and if there are outsiders who come to compete for it, you must help me stop them."

"No problem, we are all family, you are too polite."

After getting a positive answer, the painter Gao Ming pinched the neck of the statue and walked towards the "Now Door". Everyone held their breath and stared at him, one because they were afraid that he would escape by himself, and the other was to see what was hidden in the Now Door?

The moment the seemingly ordinary clay sculpture touched the darkness outside the door, all the clocks hanging on the walls in the building malfunctioned, some began to move backwards, and some pointers trembled in place. It seemed that as long as the clay sculpture was taken out of Xiangshengyong Apartment, the time in the building would become chaotic.

"One of the two clay sculptures is called the past and the other is called the future. They seem to be related to time. Do these clocks in the building have a deeper meaning? Are they the incarnation of God? Or do they represent some kind of image?"

Painter Gao Ming did not stop. He pinched the neck of the clay sculpture tightly, as if he was ready to twist off the head of the "god of the past" at any time.

"He's out! He's out!"

The darkness near the clay sculpture was dispelled, and a creepy blood light emerged from the statue of the god. The dense divine patterns collided with the patterns painted in advance by painter Gao Ming. A piercing scream came from the clay sculpture, and the whole building could hear it clearly.

"Bang!"

Another loud noise came from the fourth floor at this time. Blood marks cracked on the skin of painter Gao Ming. The various evil ghost patterns he painted on his body fester and stink, as if they were eating back his soul.

"The clay sculpture is calling grandma to come over. The old thing is going to get out of trouble!" Painter Gao Ming did not expect the clay sculpture to react so strongly. He accelerated his pace and completely entered the "present door"!

As the body was completely submerged, the clay sculpture's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the invisible rules that enveloped Xiangshengyong Apartment were broken. Everyone in the building seemed to open their eyes with the clay sculpture and see the real world.

Now outside the door is a community shrouded in black fog and shadows. After the indigenous people dedicated their beliefs, they were alienated by the "God of the Past" into various monsters, and the number was astonishing. They looked at the outsiders in the building with greed and hunger, and they wished they could tear everyone to pieces the next moment and eat even the bones.

"Don't be afraid of the past, don't be afraid of the future, the exit is now." The flesh and blood Gao Ming combined with the hint given by Lu Zang on the platform seemed to understand something: "No wonder you can't open the present door before destroying the door of the past. The present door is the exit."

Fan Li next to him was also quite moved after hearing this. This abnormal event was surprisingly difficult. The outsiders were deprived of the abilities given by ghosts and could only survive with physical strength similar to that of ordinary people.

They had to avoid the pursuit of internal destroyers, use the most precious memories as tickets, and challenge the "past door" again and again.

Even if they managed to destroy the "Past Door", they still had to find the key to the present door - the statue of the past - from the hidden room before being killed by the evil spirits and traitors.

The most terrifying thing is that this step is not over yet. They have only temporarily broken free from the shackles of the ghost story rules and saw the hope of escaping.

That's right, after doing so much, they just saw a hope.

"Those ghosts don't seem to dare to approach the clay sculpture." Painter Gao Ming was the first to walk out of Xiangshengyong Apartment. He saw the mutated wall, Changcheng Community in the distance, and the gate of the community a hundred meters away: "If other Gao Mings are left in the building, then I am the real Gao Ming."

Walking down the steps, when painter Gao Ming wanted to move forward, the divine pattern on the clay sculpture spread to his body, like the roots of a plant drilling into his soul, squeezing everything out of him.

Without the protection of the clay sculpture, he would be instantly torn to pieces by the hungry ghosts around him, but holding the clay sculpture, he would be completely devoured!

"He Jing!" Painter Gao Ming remembered his promise to He Jing: "Go!"

Being called suddenly, He Jing didn't expect that painter Gao Ming still remembered him. He rushed to the painter Gao Ming at the fastest speed. The two were not far apart, and He Jing was almost dragged away by the ghost in the dark.

His back was covered with cold sweat, and he finally came to the side of the painter Gao Ming: "Those who survived a great disaster will have good fortune in the future!"

He Jing stared at the darkness with lingering fear. Before He Jing could continue to say anything, the painter Gao Ming handed the clay sculpture to him. The divine pattern instantly spread on the two of them, and the ghosts around them could no longer get close to them. In the past, the divine pattern was an existence that those alienated ghosts absolutely could not offend.

This was a good thing, but the problem was that He Jing found that his flesh and soul felt torn apart, and a lot of memories rushed into the clay sculpture frantically.

"Fuck?" He wanted to escape, but his body had begun to lose control.

Painter Gao Ming wanted to throw away the clay sculpture and return, but his whole body was lingering with divine patterns, his skin was torn, and it was difficult to even move.

The miserable situation of painter Gao Ming and He Jing attracted the attention of everyone in the building, but no one dared to help.

The exit was indeed just a hundred meters away, but it was impossible to reach it with the strength of one person. Unless many people cooperated, there might be a chance to send one person out of the community, but who would be willing to be someone else's wedding dress?

The security guards and ghost story players in the building came for the reward from the Investigation Bureau. Many of them were temporary teams. Not to mention them, even if Dr. Li and his wife had such a good relationship with Fan Li, they would hesitate if they really asked them to pave the way for Fan Li with their lives.

"Now the door" has been opened and the key has been found, but hope is out of reach.

"This past god is really disgusting." Fan Li couldn't help but curse.

When Fan Li wanted to give up, all the high-level people looked at a platform outside the community at the same time.

Their diaries all mentioned one thing, which was the intersection of their destiny. If they wanted to participate in the extracurricular activities of Class 13 tomorrow, they must go to the platform before dawn to take the bus to school.