Strange game designer

Chapter 547 It’s impossible to bury me, right?

Holding the wax-sealed Niwan, Gao Ming nodded: "I will help you deliver the things. Is there anything else you want to explain?"

"The butcher's house, the butcher's shop and the feeding room represent the same transformation method, but for some reason the butcher went crazy, killed the butcher's shopkeeper, demolished the butcher's shop, and is now looking for the owner of the feeding room everywhere." The white pig's throat was filled with tears. He was pale, but he still said seductively: "The butcher will come back unknown when. The knives used to kill pigs in the house are all precious. They can kill ghosts and suppress evil spirits. If you need, you can choose one and take it away. Don't be greedy."

"If I took the butcher's knife, wouldn't he go after me?" Gao Ming did not touch anything in the house, but he guessed that the butcher went to the butcher shop to find the lost butcher's knife, and that knife was at this time It's on him.

"He is crazy, not clear-headed, and has a very poor memory. This is the information I gained by risking my life." Human Face was about to say something else, but violent shouts suddenly came from the street outside the courtyard wall.

"The knife was stolen! Shopkeeper Wang stole my knife!"

Turning over the wall, Gao Ming lay on the top of the wall, blending into the darkness, staring at the door of the butcher shop.

The wooden door was half open, the candlelight in the butcher shop flickered, and a large shadow was cast onto the street, like a rolling ocean wave.

"Shopkeeper Wang is dead, stupid pig, you killed him, you ground him into **** tofu!"

The majestic voice suddenly became shrill, as if he had suddenly pinched his throat with his hands.

"Did I kill him? That's right! He's already dead! I grabbed his chin and stabbed the knife directly into his throat, piercing his heart!" The voice became thicker again: "No, no! Shopkeeper Wang He’s dead! Who stole my knife? He’s still alive! He even asked that black donkey to give birth to his son!”

"Shut up! It's so noisy!"

"I have to kill the black donkey!"

"If you dare to kill her, I will tear you apart!" The high-pitched voice became more and more hysterical, and the strong voice seemed to be sick.

"Damn! She deserves to die, and so do you! Kill, kill, kill, I want to open your family tree, line by line! Page by page! Kill them next to each other!"

"Bang!" The candlestick was pushed down, and the shadow spread rapidly. Gao Ming felt threatened and jumped over the wall to escape.

He sensed the shadow approaching and ran half a street before getting away.

"The butcher took the genealogy as a recipe." Gao Ming noticed that the butcher was in a bad state: "There were two voices in the butcher, as if he was schizophrenic. Black Donkey was a test subject. He was originally bullied by shopkeeper Wang, but the butcher killed shopkeeper Wang but let him go. Black donkey."

Given the butcher's violent character, he would definitely kill them all. The rescue of the black donkey was probably related to another sharp voice coming from the butcher's body. Gao Ming suspected that the owner of that voice was the tester, who somehow shared a body with the butcher, forcing him to Crazy butcher.

Zhemeng Town is the last test tester of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. This is the core of the secret of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. It is definitely not easy for the testers to survive in the town. There may be players of the forbidden game among them, who are imprisoned by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. Here it is.

"The human face in White Pig says that everything in Zhemeng Town is an image and has its corresponding entity in reality. So what does the butcher represent?"

Gao Ming ran in the night, his steps were as light as a civet. When he passed several houses, he noticed something strange was happening in them, but he did not stop and came to the West Street of the town as quickly as possible.

This street leads directly to the west gate of Zhemeng Town. The west gate has no stone beams, just some random fences and stone monuments. There are also many abandoned old houses nearby.

It seems that no one has lived in the west side for a long time. The buildings are dusty and have a sense of dilapidation.

After arriving here, Gao Ming was extremely vigilant. After eating the flesh and blood fruit, his eyes experienced various changes in his nightmares. The most obvious manifestation was that his eyesight was exceptionally good. The west gate of the village seemed to be very close, at the end of the west street of the town, but in Gao Ming's eyes, this street seemed to have no end, and the large abandoned houses were also very strange. When he looked towards the door of the west street , he felt that countless pairs of eyes were staring directly at him.

He thought there was someone hiding in the windows of the house, but slowly, he discovered that those windows themselves seemed to be eyes watching him.

"This West Street...is a bit evil."

Holding the Niwan, Gao Ming was a little hesitant. He just had the idea of ​​staying away, and his eyes happened to see the earth temple that the face mentioned.

The temple is not big. The surface of the bricks and tiles is smeared with rice paste, and prayer ribbons are tied around it. There are piles of incense and ashes at the entrance of the temple. The landowner inside the temple is kind-hearted, but the painted paintings have fallen off over time and are mottled, making it look a bit weird.

"The old man is smiling at me?"

Just as he was about to leave, he saw the building he was looking for. Gao Ming thought back to what the face said and became more cautious.

After confirming that the butcher's knife was in a place where he could grasp it with his backhand, Gao Ming slowed down and moved forward little by little.

"There are candles in the night temple outside the town, but the temple in the town is completely dark. It's weird, it's really weird." Dreaming about a temple in a dream is usually a good sign, but in this dream about the eternal life medicine, Gao Ming no longer knew what the temple symbolized.

When he came to the side of the Earth Temple, Gao Ming deliberately did not look at the statue. He could feel that there were terrible eyes staring at him. As he approached the Earth Temple, the feeling of oppression became stronger.

A copper plate fell into his hand. Gao Ming prepared the copper plate in one hand and prepared to draw the sword with the other. He walked past the Earth Temple step by step, but no unexpected accident happened.

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Not daring to relax, Gao Ming looked at the dilapidated house behind the temple. Compared with other houses, this house was exposed on all sides. Not to mention the windows, even the walls were not finished.

There were green bricks and yellow mud on the ground, and inside the house was an unbuilt stove and a half-repaired bed.

There was a thick wooden pillar standing in the middle of the house. After Gao Ming approached, the human face carved on the pillar slowly opened its eyes.

At the same time, the clay statue in the north corner of the house also showed a frightened expression. It seemed that the person he was waiting for had not returned and was now in a very dangerous state.

"Building Spirit Temple?"

Gao Ming squinted his eyes and looked around the room. His eyes met the person in the wooden beam. The other person was a little scared, but he couldn't communicate with Gao Ming. Only the stove ashes "borrowed" from other people's houses were blown up on the ground. Lines of text formed.

"I also ask my friends to show their noble hands. When the spiritual temple is built, the door will be left open for friends. They can enter this place at any time to avoid disasters."

The face of the man on the wooden pillar is full of sincerity, and the words under the stove ashes seem to be his heartfelt voice.

"Can a living person really build himself into a spiritual temple?" Gao Ming was surprised, and many memory fragments emerged in his mind. In the nightmare he fell into when he was in a coma, were there many buildings that were "built" by living people? of? Could the city itself be a huge spiritual temple?

The image of a big tomb popped up in Gao Ming's mind. He didn't know who was buried in the tomb, but he always felt that he was constantly connected with that tomb.

"It's impossible to bury me, right?"

(End of chapter)