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Chapter 391 Control
After destroying the idols of the past, Gao Ming not only found his true self, he also plundered the charm and part of the faith of the "past".

In fact, Gao Ming's soul was very much in line with the rules of the "God of the Past" because he kept dying and returning to the past. It was precisely because of this that the "God of the Past" saw fit that he did not want him to die so easily. Instead, he was ready to transform him into his most loyal believer. It was a pity that he did not expect that Gao Ming's will had reached the point where even fate could not shake it.

He tried to divide the will of the Gao Ming, but even after dividing so many Gao Mings, it seemed that there was still no end.

Sometimes being a God can also be confusing.

Walking on that bloody road, Gao Ming looked at every footprint, which were left by a different him. At the last moment, everyone chose to burn their souls to light the last stretch of the road for Gao Ming.

Everything that happened here is actually a true portrayal of Gao Ming's repeated death and rebirth. Sparks eventually set the prairie on fire.

“They are me and I am them.”

The ghosts hiding in the darkness around him did not dare to approach, and Gao Ming walked easily to the front of Xiangshengyong Apartment. Every step he took when leaving cost him blood, but it only took one minute to come back.

"I didn't expect you were still alive." Gao Ming looked at the painter Gao Ming who was covered in bruises and He Jing who was pretending to be dead. After all the Gao Mings merged into the ordinary Gao Mings in another form, the painter Gao Ming was still struggling.

As the "statue of the god of the past" was broken, the power that the "god of the past" exerted on Gao Ming was broken, and the face of the painter Gao Ming was gradually changing. After all, he was not Gao Ming.

"Teacher Xia, I know what you have always wanted, so I let you go at the last moment when I was suppressed by the God of the Past." Gao Ming squatted next to Xia Yang who was wearing a school uniform: "I gave you a chance. If you were willing to burn your soul just now, maybe you could really take away everything from me and become the new me."

Xia Yang looked very miserable. His lips moved slightly, and he uttered a swear word in a gentle and easy-going manner.

"My torture chamber is in the Heart of Flesh and Blood. I hope the god won't get sick in the future. If Situ An is released, it will not be good for everyone." Gao Ming carried Xia Yang on his back and looked up at the Xiangshengyong Apartment in front of him. After the statues of the gods were destroyed in the past, the suppression of all outsiders by the two clay sculptures was half destroyed, and they could use more abilities granted by ghosts.

At this time, there is a bloody fight in the dilapidated apartment building. There is a mortal feud between outsiders and ghosts; the conflict between ghost story players and investigators has been aroused; and there is now a life-and-death relationship between the Xinhu security personnel and the East District Security Bureau.

Blood flowed everywhere, dyeing the old building red. The fire that started from the upper floors began to spread to the lower floors, forcing the people in the building to flee.

"The Xiangshengyong apartment complex is considered ruined. If the residents in the building don't want to face the alienated ghosts wandering in the community, they will most likely go to the Changcheng community on the other side of the wall."

It's like two different worlds separated by a wall. The fighting is going crazy at Xiangshengyong Apartment, but Changcheng Community is still in dead silence, and many people are just waiting and watching.

"When disaster strikes, there is no distinction between the poor and the rich, the good and the bad." Gao Ming grabbed He Jing and took him into the Xiangshengyong Apartment.

As soon as He Jing, who had escaped death, entered the apartment, she immediately knocked Gao Ming down a few times. Even in this situation, Gao Ming was able to turn the tables. If the fear of Gao Ming is a disease, then He Jing is really terminally ill and there is no cure.

"Fanli, you did a great job." Gao Ming looked at Fanli with admiration in his eyes.

"I didn't actually do anything." Fan Li felt a little embarrassed. He felt that he was just mixed in with a group of high-ranking people, running around with them. It would be more accurate to say that it was a group of high-ranking people who protected him rather than that he saved the high-ranking people.

Gao Ming temporarily handed Teacher Xia over to Fan Li and Doctor Li for care, and he came to his own body without paying attention to the eyes of the people around him. The corpse Gao Ming was the most unfortunate Gao Ming, he had the essence of all the poor people, pain and despair entangled him day and night, and the whole world seemed to be bullying him.

"I have regained the heart of the gods and found my true self, but my body has not disappeared. Is it because of this photo?" Gao Ming picked up the photo from the corpse's arms. In the photo, he was wearing the uniform of a senior official of the Investigation Bureau. "This photo is a bit strange. I have never climbed to such a high position in the past. Is this really me?"

After putting away the portrait, Gao Ming tied the corpse behind himself and then looked at the door with the word "future" written on it.

Both the "Past Gate" and the "Present Gate" were destroyed, leaving only this door emitting an ominous aura.

"Before I entered this abnormal event, I went to find Gao Yun in advance. When I was caught, I also passed a lot of information to him. He knew that what happened in the abnormal event was normal, but how did Liu Yi know this? She was eager to enter the future gate. What was she looking for?"

Most of the "citizens" who participated in the large-scale screening by the Investigation Bureau had certain forces behind them, but Liu Yi was alone, which made it difficult for people to see through him.

There was more and more blood stain on the Future Gate, and the divine patterns representing the Future God were intertwined. Gao Ming was also very curious about what was hidden inside this door.

The fire spread and there was a thudding sound in the elevator shaft. Gao Ming originally wanted to try to open the door of the future, but who would have thought that the silver-gray elevator door on the first floor was slowly opened by a pair of wrinkled hands.

Grandma's face, covered with corpse spots, appeared in the elevator shaft on the first floor. Her body was hanging upside down with her limbs clinging to the wall. There was no trace of humanity or rationality in her eyes.

After the statue was destroyed, grandma's faith collapsed and she turned into a monster who only knew how to kill.

"Grandma exists to guard the flesh and blood high life and the clay sculpture. Now that the flesh and blood high life and the clay sculpture are destroyed, how can she still be here?"

Feeling that he was being stared at by a resentful gaze, Gao Ming called Fanli and the others and decisively left Xiangshengyong Apartment.

Grandma didn't chase out of the apartment building. She was screaming at the entrance of the corridor, and her appearance was becoming more and more different from that of a human.

Not long after, the monster called "Future" also appeared on the first floor. It lingered near the Future Gate, and the blurry face gradually became clear.

After the past dies, the future finally arrives.

"Gao Ming, shouldn't we take this opportunity to leave?" Fan Li carried the half-dead painter Gao Ming on his back and said, "Your friend is seriously injured and needs medical treatment."

"It's okay, I believe him." Gao Ming didn't even look back. He climbed over the wall and officially entered the Changcheng community.

"Is this something that can be solved just by believing?" Fan Li and Dr. Li shook their heads helplessly. There were many ghost story players and security personnel following them, so they couldn't stay in Xiangshengyong Apartment. It was obviously safer to follow Gao Ming than with the grandma in red.

(End of this chapter)