Strange Game Designer Chapter 387

Chapter 387 Xia Yang is a good person

Before He Jing got involved in this unusual incident, Jingtuo God Qian warned Wan that he must kill Gao Ming and Wan Jie. Now that the target was right in front of him, he had no idea of taking action.

"You have no other choice. Either you cooperate with me to trap the old lady, or I will hold you until the old lady comes." The painter Gao Ming said the most shameless words in the gentlest tone.

"What do I need to do?"

"Go downstairs first." The painter Gao Ming led He Jing into a corridor that few people knew about: "Old ladies will be attracted to clay sculptures. I set a trap in the second elevator on the fourth floor. Then we will use the clay sculptures to The old lady tricked her into getting in, and as long as she persisted until the elevator door closed, she would be locked in for a while. "

"What's the use of being sealed for a while? When she comes out, won't she still be chasing me?" He Jing didn't believe in the painter's high fate at all. He was just desperate now.

"Most of the beliefs of the 'past' are gathered on the statues of gods, which can break the rules in the building. I ran to the first floor to study the three doors there before. Using clay sculptures, I might be able to break the shackles of the 'past gods' and break through many illusions. , fled outside the apartment." The painter Gao Ming's words made He Jing feel a little moved: "I don't need clay sculptures, I just need you to take me with you when you leave."

The painter Gao Ming said it very sincerely. There was nothing dark in his sunny and gentle face, and he seemed to have no plan or any scheming.

During the discussion, the two of them ran to the fourth floor unknowingly. In order to reassure He Jing, the painter Gao Ming stood in front of the elevator with him.

"Don't be nervous. Wait for grandma to rush over before opening the elevator door. Be sure to wait until she gets close."

"Will you push me in together when the time comes?" He Jing stared at the painter Gao Ming suspiciously. He was really forced to have no choice, otherwise he would never cooperate with such a dangerous person.

"Then you can give me the clay sculpture and let me use it as bait." The painter Gao Ming said nonchalantly.

With a cold snort, He Jing quietly began to use the ghost pattern's ability. The only one she could trust absolutely at any time was herself.

Grandma's footsteps sounded on the dilapidated corridor, and her **** clothes were dragged on the ground. Grandma's corpse became even more horrifying, with two eyes almost completely protruding from the sockets, large patches of corpse on her face, and blood stains on her uneven teeth. .

As time goes by, Grandma in Red becomes more and more scary.

All the voice-activated lights in the corridor were turned off, and grandma looked straight at He Jing and the painter Gaoming, crying and crawling towards them in the darkness.

"**! She's here!" Grandma in red's sense of oppression was stronger than any ghost He Jing had ever seen before. Before Gao Ming, the painter, could agree, he frantically pressed the elevator door 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 a murderer.

Corpses were piled on the shoddy floor, their bodies knotted and tangled, smiling with strange patterns painted on their faces.

Their blood was not wasted, and one evil ghost after another was painted on the car wall.

"There is no way, half of the painting is out of paint, so we can only rely on sacrifices." The painter Gao Ming's voice was still gentle and bright. He Jing shuddered when he heard it. It had only been more than two hours since everyone had been involved in the abnormal event. What was happening in front of them was This guy has already killed an entire elevator of people. The reward offered by the General Bureau of Investigation for high-definition victims is still too low. It should be increased tenfold.

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

"Actually, 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, an evil ghost played a game with me, saying that it was hiding in someone's body and wanted me to It took me one night to kill the people possessed by it, but it only took me half an hour to finish the game.”

Grandma 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.

By letting the painter Gao Ming play this role, He Jing has engraved the word "Gao Ming" in his heart, and even left a psychological shadow.

"Give me the idol!"

The strong rancid smell of the red-dressed grandma collided with the smell of blood in the elevator. When the grandma's hand was about to touch He Jing's face, the trap in the car was activated by the painter Gao Ming.

The evil ghost in the painting stretched out its arms and formed a flesh and blood cage with the corpses, grabbing the red grandmother. "Knock her in!"

He Jing narrowly avoided it. When he saw his grandma being restrained, he was ready to run away, not caring about Gao Ming's life or death. However, the painter Gao Ming had already expected it. 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 palms, the artist painted He Jing's legs on his rotten palms.

In desperation, He Jing had no choice but to work together with Gao Ming to hit her grandma on the back and force her to be dragged into the elevator.

"Close the door quickly!"

Grandma went on a killing spree in the car. The corpses were torn into pieces and blood spattered on the walls of the car. The evil ghost painted by the painter Gao Ming became more powerful.

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

A flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and his strong desire to survive made He Jing wave the statue decisively and stuff it into the arms of the painter Gao Ming: "I'll give it to you!"

Continuous frights made He Jing change his mind. He relied on his keen intuition to survive so many abnormal events.

"oh?"

The painter Gao Ming took the statue with his outstretched hand, and every painting on the clay sculpture echoed him. He did not stop on this floor and ran directly to the first floor.

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

Blood continued to seep out of the elevator car door, and grandma's screams could be heard clearly throughout the building.

The painter Gaoming holds the clay sculpture, and no one can stop him now.

Arriving on the first floor, the painter Gaoming walked towards the room in the middle of the corridor. He pinched the neck of the clay sculpture and looked at the wall.

The past door was destroyed by ordinary high life. Now the door has been opened, but it is pitch black outside. I don't know what happened inside the future door. A large number of blood vessels appeared on the door.

"These people are really capable of causing trouble. Even the 'gods' are giving them a headache, right?" Gao Ming, the painter, walked to the door with the statue in hand. Under the influence of the clay sculpture, part of the darkness outside the door was dispersed, and everyone in the building For the first time, I saw the real scene outside the building.

"Can we leave?" He Jing, who was hurrying to catch up, had not been excited for a long time when there were chaotic footsteps on the other side of the safe passage, and a large group of high-ranking officials rushed here under the leadership of ordinary high-ranking officials.

"found it!"

"You brought the 'Idol of the Past'?!"

"You lured grandma's body away by yourself, and you were able to get rid of her and take the statue to the first floor. You are so awesome!"

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

"Look! The statue has changed the scene outside the 'Present Door'! The statue is the key!"

"This high life is really amazing!"

(End of chapter)

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