Strange Game Designer Chapter 42

Chapter 42: The Strange Housekeeper

Ba Po did not close the door and kept staring at Gao Ming until they left the fifth floor of Building B.

“Didn't the abnormal incident occur in Building A? Why did all the residents in Building B turn into ghosts?” Zhu Miaomiao's face was pale. She was almost frightened to death when she and her eighth wife looked at each other just now.

“Fat sister-in-law was fine during the day, but maybe she was killed by a ghost not long after we left.” Gao Ming shook his head: “I can't say she was killed, I can only say that she was also alienated in the shadows.”

The amulet in the palm of his hand was intact. If Uncle Wu was not lying, it could prove that neither Fat Sister nor Eighth Wife were evil spirits.

The two did not dare to enter Apartment A directly, which was the center of the abnormal events. They wanted to investigate the peripheral area first.

Going down the stairs, after walking a few steps, Gao Ming heard footsteps. A young man with dyed yellow hair and earrings was wandering in the corridor.

He was dressed in black, his fingertips were dripping with blood, and his head was lowered, as if he was looking for something.

Once the old man wanted to put him down, he would strangle the old man's neck, pierce his fingers into the old man's body, and grab the old man's bones.

"Snapped!"

The face of the rich middle-aged man on the loess grave bag changed immediately, and there was no trace of blood or kindness anymore. His body sank into the grave bag, and arms came out from all over the room.

The young man walked upstairs. The red lantern was shining, but there was no shadow on him.

The person burning the paper was an old man. He was as skinny as a stick, his limbs were like four sticks, and his skin was wrinkled and clinging to the bones.

Gao Ming didn't seem to think much and walked directly to the door, but when his hand was about to touch the door panel, he suddenly and quickly retracted it.

The abnormal events in Surabaya Street have gotten out of control. The strange stories seem to be in another world, absurd and weird, and full of uneasiness.

At that moment Gao Ming wanted to throw off the chains, but the young man made no next move and just looked Gao Ming up and down.

Almost at the same time that Gao Ming retracted his hand, arms stretched out from the cracks in the door, but they were in vain.

“What do you call the old man?”

The old man looked like he would fall over if the wind blew, but he was carrying a huge baby boy on his back.

People come to separate the paper, and ghosts come to separate the mountains. But the problem is that there are ghosts inside and outside the building. I don't know who this thing is guarding against?

The fire flickered, flickering on and off. Gao Ming looked toward the depths of the corridor on the first floor. Someone was burning paper at the entrance of the corridor.

“Go to the first floor first.”

"If you two are here to see the house, then wait for me outside; if you two want to find the way here, then enter the house. There are some things that are not convenient to say outside." The goddess rummaged through a large pile of talismans. Looking for something, Gao Ming and Zhu Miaomiao entered the house after thinking for a moment.

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded. Gao Ming and Zhu Miaomiao turned around and discovered that a wrinkled old lady had approached them at some point and was standing behind them.

“If you cry again, I will send you to the ancestral hall.”

"also."

This room is close to a public toilet and is one of the most gloomy rooms in the building.

"They all call me Goddess." The old lady shook the key and walked towards the other side of the corridor. When she passed the brazier at the door, she glanced at the baby boy on Zhou Ji's back. The baby boy immediately let go of Zhou Ji's neck. I was so frightened that I cried loudly.

The door was blown by a dark wind and slammed shut, and all the arms were locked in the room.

"Then do we need to take off the black bracelet? To prevent others from misunderstanding?" Gao Ming said casually.

There were only whites in the old man's eyes, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together like dragon scales. She was not tall, but it made Gao Ming feel a lot of pressure, as if in front of him he was not a thin old lady, but a fierce one. beast.

“The good houses in this building are all locked, and anyone who opens the door for you must be unkind.”

Five skinny fingers held a yellow talisman. The old lady stuck the talisman in the center of the door, and the strange noises in the room immediately disappeared.

The baby boy had the head of an adult and kept biting the old man's shoulders. If he was slightly dissatisfied, he would punch and kick the old man.

The man's shoes were buried in the loess, and his hands were hidden behind the tombstone. Seeing Gao Ming stop, the middle-aged man continued: "The old man's name is Zhou Ji. He is a hard-working man. He still has to support his son at an old age. His son doesn't even need to work. In order to defraud the relief funds, he will force the old man to pretend. sick."

After putting on the yellow talisman, the old lady coughed a few times. She shook the keychain in her hand and raised her head: "Do you two have a house you like?"

Gao Ming turned around and saw that the room was pitch dark.

He took out a lighter to light it up, and then he saw clearly that there was a loess tomb in the small rental house, and squatting on the tomb was a rich middle-aged man in plain clothes.

With just one word from the goddess, the baby boy immediately closed his mouth and curled up on Zhou Ji's back.

"They are different from us." The young man's long bangs were blown open, revealing the horrific scar on his forehead and the blood stains on the corner of his mouth: "They violated the taboo."

“Are you two here to see the house?”

"Grandma, can we enter your room?" Gao Ming was a little nervous. He found that the place where the goddess lived was very special. There were clay sculptures of various ghosts and gods in the house, and the walls were covered with ghost symbols.

“You can close the door for me first, so as not to make him suspicious.” The middle-aged man said casually.

“No need, the breath of those who violate taboos is different from ours.” The young man opened his sleeves, and his arms were densely covered with blood-stained black rings: “I just like to collect these things.”

"Team leader, do you remember that a young man was killed on the fifth floor of Building A in Surabaya Apartment 20 years ago. He was a member of a small gang. He was hacked to death in the corridor for stealing the boss's belongings." Zhu Miaomiao I felt scared in my heart: "The deceased was called Guizai. He seems to be a member of the same family as the eighth wife."

"This kind of person is simply a parasite." Zhu Miaomiao stared at the old man in the distance. She didn't understand why it was so hard to become a ghost.

"I can't stand it for a long time. How about we work together to help him get the baby off?" the middle-aged man suggested: "You two just need to trick Zhou Ji into coming."

Going through the corridor, the goddess took out the key and opened the rental house at the far end of the first floor.

Gao Ming didn't want to cause trouble, but when he passed by the young man, his wrist was grabbed by the young man.

Gao Ming asked Zhu Miaomiao to remove the black ring. Flesh Fairy was not a game he made, so he had to be more careful than before.

All the windows in the corridor on the first floor of Building B are boarded up and talismans are posted on them.

"What's up?"

There are paper money scattered on the steps, a brazier at the corner of the corridor, and a faint fragrance floating in the air. It seems that every household in the apartment building will worship the gods to protect the family and the house.

“A human being wearing a black bracelet?” The black bracelet in the young man's mouth probably refers to the black ring of the Investigation Bureau. Apparently the young man has seen other investigators.

“I saw you were wearing a black bracelet, and I thought you were a human being who escaped from the ghost market.” The young man chuckled and let go of his hand.

“Grandma, why are the people in this building so weird?” Gao Ming had seen Zhao Xi who turned into a ghost, and Zhao Xi remained as he was after death in the ghost stories.

He slowly approached, and when he was still four or five meters away from the other party, he quickly stopped.

"Don't go any further." The door next to Gao Ming was unlocked. When he passed by, the door opened by itself, and a man's voice came from inside the house.

"Truth and fiction are combined with reality, truth is combined with fiction." The goddess bowed three times to a certain ghost and god: "What is normal is not necessarily true, and what is distorted is not necessarily false. Maybe what you see now is them. The way it is.”

After lighting the white wax and offering three incense, the goddess sat on the only chair in the room: "You two will soon change, just like the other people who come in. You will become your truest self." , by that time, you won't be able to leave even if you want to.”

(End of this chapter)

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