Strange game designer

Wan Qiu was last seen at a noodle shop next to the Surabaya Apartment. Surveillance showed that he crossed the road with great purpose and entered Building B of the Surabaya Apartment.

"Is this kid really not losing his memory?" Gao Ming himself paid a very heavy price to get this opportunity.

Quickening his pace, Gao Ming found wet shoe prints in the corridor and ran to the fifth floor in one breath.

"The shoe prints disappeared?"

Turning the corner, Gao Ming found that the door of 506 was half open, and a large number of advertising flyers that had been stuffed on the door fell to the ground.

"No one has lived in 506 for a long time."

He picked up the advertising flyer on the ground, wiped off the thick dust on it, and looked inside 506.

The security door was covered with dust, but the house was very clean, as if someone came to clean it every day.

Gao Ming tried to knock on the door, and a thin figure came out of the kitchen. Wan Qiu was wearing the apron that Gui's mother had used, timidly holding a spatula.

"Who are you?"

In the past, Wan Qiu was very timid and did not dare to talk to strangers. He forcibly closed himself off, and it was not until he met Gao Ming that he gradually began to try to communicate with others.

But this time it was different. Wan Qiu not only cooked for himself in the kitchen, but also took the initiative to say hello to Gao Ming.

"My name is Gao Ming. I was entrusted by a mother to help her take care of her two daughters." Gao Ming put on his slippers and said politely: "The eldest daughter is called Xianxian and the younger daughter is called Nannan."

"Bang!"

The security door behind him slammed shut, and it was as if the air conditioner was turned on in the house. The temperature suddenly began to drop, and wet footprints appeared on the floor of the living room.

"Impossible, they said they don't know you!" Wan Qiu grabbed the spatula and walked out of the kitchen, as if he was protecting someone. He mustered up the courage to face Gao Ming: "You are not welcome here, please , please get out."

Smelling the burnt smell wafting from the kitchen, Gao Ming raised his eyebrows: "I know you want to take care of those two children, but can you really do it?"

Ignoring the danger and warnings, Gao Ming walked directly past Wan Qiu. He entered the kitchen and took out the cooking utensils that were about to be burned through.

Looking at the dark stuff in the pot, Gao Ming couldn't even tell what kind of vegetables it was stir-fried with: "Did you make it?"

Wan Qiu was a little embarrassed, and his aura became obviously weaker: "Yes."

"Ask those two little girls, do they miss their mother even more after seeing the food you cooked?" Gao Ming poured the black paste into the trash can and cleaned the cooking utensils. He opened the refrigerator and was about to show his hands, but found that there was something in the refrigerator. It’s all rotten food: “Forget it, let’s order takeout.”

After returning to the dining table and sitting down, Gao Ming noticed shadows surging in the room. The two little girls were obviously much more resentful than last time.

Signaling Wan Qiu to come over, Gao Ming stared at him curiously: "You don't remember me, but you know that you come here to take care of two children. What drove you to make this decision?"

Putting down the spatula, Wan Qiu sat across from Gao Ming. His special eyes seemed to be able to see other things besides ghosts: "I just feel that... I should take care of them, for no other reason. "

Picking up the cloth on the table, Wan Qiu wanted to wipe off the black gunk on the spatula: "I'm stupid and have been bullied, but they didn't dislike me."

Wan Qiu himself couldn't explain clearly. After cleaning the shovel, he said to Gao Ming with some embarrassment: "Can you teach me how to cook in the future?"

Looking at Wan Qiu in front of him, it was really difficult for Gao Ming to associate him with the future super criminal. This brutal murderer who had given Hanhai headaches for twenty years now only wanted to learn to cook.

"Put aside cooking. I am really entrusted by the child's mother." Gao Ming touched his heart. In the final fight, Mother Wei was forced into the blood pool by Qingge and merged with the flesh and blood fairy, so the flesh and blood Ghosts and gods may have the aura of the other party lingering on them.

Bloodshot blood gathered, and the aura of terror spread. The two little girls in the house seemed to be stimulated, and large shadows appeared in the house!

The thick curtains were drawn, and two girls, one tall and one short, stood on either side of the dining table. Their eyes were red and their faces were pale.

Without Mother Gui's care, these two children became very scary, and they slowly walked towards their high lives.

"Did you also tie the braids of these two children?" Gao Ming glanced at the messy hair of the two girls.

"No, I, I don't know how." Wan Qiu shook his head repeatedly. He stood between Gao Ming and the two children, but Gao Ming felt it didn't matter.

He stood up on his own initiative, held up his daughter's hair, recalled the little girl's appearance in his memory, and braided her hair.

The flesh-and-blood ghosts and gods did not appear, and Gao Ming just patiently helped the girl tidy up her hair like her mother did.

The scent of flesh and blood floated above the shadows. The more Nannan looked at Gao Ming, the more familiar she felt. She seemed to really see her mother's figure in Gao Ming.

The two girls no longer resisted, and their hostility had weakened a lot. However, the shadow in Room 506 had spread to the surroundings, and they were dragged into the shadow world.

"The Surabaya apartment is too dangerous. I will arrange a new place for you." Gao Ming squatted in front of the two girls: "You stay here to wait for your mother to come back, and I can take you to find your mother."

He looked like a bad guy who deceived little girls, and the two girls hesitated.

"Not only you, but other residents of the Surabaya Apartment and Wan Qiu will follow me." The Flesh Immortal was taken away by Gao Ming. There is no more Flesh Immortal in the Surabaya Apartment, but Situ An will definitely not give in. After all, he has laid out the layout of the Surabaya Apartment. for twenty years.

"Stop worrying, let's go find other people first." Gao Ming came to the Surabaya apartment for another reason. He wanted to find the goddess.

That grandma who lived for who knows how long was very unusual.

Following the shadow outwards, Gao Ming saw the terrifying face of Ba Po as soon as he came to the corridor. This neighbor who was curious about everything was known for his strict mouth.

Smiling and saying hello to each other, Gao Ming took the three children to the corner of the first floor based on his memory.

After the shadow completely spread, Gao Ming knocked on the door of a certain room very respectfully.

As his hand touched the door panel, the entire wooden door instantly turned blood red, streaks of blood crawled on the door, and the several talismans attached to the door frame all shattered.

There was the sound of a broken statue in the house, and Gao Ming tried to push the door open. He saw an old man with white hair sitting on his knees on the ground. In front of her, a clay statue of a flesh and blood fairy was broken into pieces.

She raised her head in disbelief. The old man's wrinkled face was crowded together. She stretched out her fingers like dead trees, sucked in the cold air and said: "Fish and blood fairy! You are the flesh and blood fairy!"

"It can be understood this way." Gao Ming entered the house with his three children, one old, two young, and he looked at the 365 statues of ghosts and gods on the wall: "Grandma, I want to cooperate with you on something."

"Do you want to change your life?" The goddess slowly regained her composure, picked up the fragments of the Flesh Fairy clay sculpture on the ground with her hands, and placed them on the table.

"That's not necessary. I believe in fate the most." Gao Ming moved a chair and sat opposite the goddess: "I don't know what Situ An promised you so that you can stay here forever, but I have to tell you , that person is dangerous."

"He didn't promise me anything, and I didn't want to help him." The goddess lit three sticks of incense and worshiped all the ghosts and gods in the house: "He captured the children of my two sisters. If I don't agree, he will kill them." My entire family was killed."

"How do you think this person can be more vicious than a ghost?" Gao Ming pondered for a while before speaking: "Situ An wants to worship the Flesh Immortal, but I am the Flesh Immortal. He is destined to fail. Your family It is destined to not be rescued. How about we change our thinking, you and I join forces, and we find a way to kill Situ An together!"

…

“You have a new takeout order!”

Su Mo rushed into the Surabaya apartment with two large bags of take-out. Panting, he ran to the fifth floor and knocked on the door of Room 506: "The take-out has arrived!"

There was no one in the house. Instead, the door of the room next to her was opened, and a middle-aged woman stood with her back to her silently: "They went to the first floor."

"Aunt, I'm in a hurry. How about I leave the takeout here and tell them when they come back?" Su Mo walked towards the kind aunt.

"I don't dare to collect these things randomly. Don't blame me for talking too much. I just want to remind you that it is best not to come to the Surabaya apartment to deliver food in the future." The eighth wife turned around, with the four mouths on her face opening and closing.

The takeaway was on the ground, and Su Mo fell next to it.

"Wake up! Pretty boy! Wake up!"