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Chapter 518 "Pain is a good medicine"

"My brother's head is not here." Xu Deyi retreated behind Gao Ming, not daring to enter the room: "If we can't find his head, there's no way to make him whole."

"The cellar contains the body of the dream owner, the mother's room contains the dream owner's obsession, and what is hidden in this room..." Gao Ming observed the photos: "It should be the dream owner's memory. The vision, touch, hearing, and smell are separated. The dream owner's past is torn into pieces."

It is difficult for others to understand what Gao Ming said, and they cannot resonate with the experience of the dream owner. But Gao Ming is different. He seems to have experienced similar things in his own nightmares.

When his fingers touched the scratches on the wall, piercing pain penetrated into his body. He looked down at the photos. The thin boy was locked in the woodshed, with cold water poured all over his body. The frozen ropes cut into his flesh, and the burrs grew together with his flesh and blood. The ropes that bound his hands and feet even became a part of his body. Untying the ropes would tear off his skin.

The boy endured far more torture than the testers had expected, and each photo represented a long and difficult winter night for the boy.

The crying sounds penetrated his ears, and the figure of the child in the photo seemed to move slowly. All the pain and sorrow intertwined in his soul, slowly forming a resentment. This seemed to be the real goal of the dirty thing behind the door. He wanted to turn the boy into a ghost, the ghost he hated and feared the most.

"Ah!" Xu Deyi screamed in pain after just touching the wall slightly. Bai Huang stopped after walking a few steps into the house, and the frostbite on her body broke again.

"Let me do it." Touching the gouged marks on the wall, Gao Ming felt as if the pain had merged into himself: "It seems to be this feeling, very close, more intense than the false pain in the Devil's City Madhouse, but not enough, what I need is the pain that can make me fall into the near-death pain, I clearly remember that I died again and again..."

The other testers all retreated to the door, leaving Gao Ming to bear all the painful memories. His behavior at this moment was like a terminally ill masochist who was craving more pain and an experience closer to death.

"What a pervert." Raorao was a little scared. She had provoked Gao Ming many times before.

With her hands folded across her chest, Bai Huang became more and more convinced that Gao Ming had entered a deep nightmare. She also felt a little curious about Gao Ming. This was the first time she had shown interest in other people since her children disappeared.

"It's still not enough, it's not painful enough." Gao Ming walked around the house following the crying sound of the phonograph, as if he was dancing in the falling snow made up of photos. The boy's memories fell into his heart and collided with his soul, as if a heavy snow from the past was slowly drowning Gao Ming.

In the cold, silence and darkness, he saw the truth.

The real sister was lost, the mother turned into a monster, and in order to maintain the family, the father used himself as bait and continuously sacrificed himself to the door, hoping to buy safety for his family, but he fell into the abyss step by step, and finally the boy was the only one left in the whole family.

All the disasters started with him. The huge guilt tormented him all the time. The dirty thing behind the door was always staring at him. The horrific scene in each photo was the reality experienced by the boy.

"You're not that bad actually. At least you chose the most difficult and kindest one among all the endings."

The photo and Gao Ming's line of sight intertwined. Gao Ming saw that after the boy paid an extremely painful price, the dirty thing behind the door finally let down its guard. The other party thought that the boy had no means of resistance and was ready to end this increasingly boring and cruel game.

It wanted to take over the boy's body and leave the manor, but the boy had already used his grandfather's relics to build himself into a cage. He had endured so much pain just for this moment.

The cunning evil ghost behind the door had never imagined that the child, whom he had always played with at his will, had turned into a poor half-human, half-ghost creature, and had actually been plotting against him from the very beginning.

Gao Ming stopped at the center of the room and looked up at the roof. In the center of all the photos was a wrinkled family portrait. Unlike the family portrait in Room 3003, this photo did not include the owner of the room, but only the father, mother and their children. All four of them had smiles on their faces, and behind them was the summer manor, with flowers blooming and the sun shining brightly.

He raised his hand to take down the group photo, the phonograph stopped automatically, all the smells disappeared, and the other photos fell one after another. Gao Ming stood in the room, the pain in his body was relieved, and he seemed to be one step closer to remembering his memories.

His fingertips were sticky, and Gao Ming turned his wrist. In stark contrast to the warm picture on the front, the back of the photo was covered with twisting black blood vessels, and was stained with sticky and fishy blood.

"I brought it a fish last night, and it seemed to enjoy it very much." Bai Huang said indifferently.

After reading the boy's memory, Gao Ming knew what it meant. The "fish meat" that his grandfather ate was actually something behind the door. If anyone was contaminated by it, they would become unfortunate.

In order to save his family, the boy's father continued to make sacrifices to obtain "fish meat" to feed his mother, until he entered the door and never came back.

The boy was extremely resistant to these things, but in order to deal with the dirt behind the door, he eventually followed the old path of his grandfather and father.

In other words, the dirty thing behind the door has successfully turned the boy into a "dirty thing" like itself through pain, sorrow, resentment and hatred.

Feeling the beating and growing blood vessels in his hands, Gao Ming seemed to see a twisted and deformed life crawling towards him.

"It's time to go to the last room." The photo was taken away by Bai Huang. She was firm: "Give me the photo. I owe you something."

Without waiting for anyone else, she put the photo away and ran towards the manor.

"That old woman is not right." Xu Deyi was very anxious: "Hurry up and chase her!"

"You go first, a friend is waiting for me." During the day, Gao Ming asked Xu Deyi to take the medicine box out of room 3009 and sew up the body of the rag doll. This nightmare has come to an end, and it is time to let the child go home.

Throwing the key to Xu Deyi, Gao Ming plunged into the dense forest. Amid the anxious calls of the crowd, Gao Ming braved the biting cold wind and snow and ran towards East Lake.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhi Ge was even more worried when he saw Gao Ming leave. Rao Rao might be replaced, Bai Huang was crazy, Xu De Yichun was dragging his feet, and the remaining one was still a fool: "What kind of a **** team is this Yongsheng Pharmaceutical?"

The oil lamp in his hand was about to go out, and Zhi Ge had no choice but to take everyone back to the manor.

He pushed the wooden door open again, and the manor was pitch black. Zhi Ge had to work hard to see clearly. Bai Huang ran to the third floor alone.

"This crazy woman seems to be throwing something to the fourth floor?"

(End of this chapter)