Strange game designer

Chapter 589 The Crazy Zhang Mingli

Fu Shu didn't expect that Zhang Mingli would attack the **** of danger. In his opinion, conscience was the least important thing, but after Zhang Mingli obtained the promise he kept, the first thing he did was to get his conscience back.

"Do you think Zhang Mingli is stupid or not? The five taboo gods are extremely powerful. If they fight to the end, they may both lose money." Fu Shu couldn't figure it out.

"Didn't you say that Zhang Mingli comes from the body of "Dong"? Maybe he is worried that he will become the next "Dong", so he wants to find his conscience first to bind himself." A wandering malice actually took the initiative to find it back Conscience, from this point, we can also see that Zhang Mingli is not a bad person. Gao Ming became more and more curious about the complete Zhang Mingli: "Maybe he is really a gentle gentleman."

Gao Ming's tall image appeared in his heart of a cold face and a ox with his fingers on his face and willing to be a ox for a child.

The drizzle of blood continued to fall, the road became muddy, and the evil spirit deposited in the depths of this land slowly surged up, and the deeper the night, the more uneasy it became.

Many animal claw marks appeared on the road leading to Zhemeng Town, and the number of deserted tombs on both sides of the road began to gradually increase. Because Gao Ming himself crawled out of the tombs, he paid special attention to the tombs: "Fu Shu, Why did the graves seem to be more bulging after the blood rain fell on the grave? Will the dead people buried underground in Zhemeng Town come back?”

"After I was imprisoned, Yongsheng Pharmaceutical added many new things to Zhemeng Town. I have never encountered this situation you mentioned before." Fu Shu looked at the graves, with only sighs in his eyes: "Dare you dare to miss me. Are you planning to make a life simulation game at the beginning?”

Gao Ming ignored Fu Shu. He stopped when he was still dozens of meters away from Zhemeng Town. There were **** weasel skins hanging on the walls outside the town. They looked solemn when they died, obviously Animals, but they seem to be monks who have practiced for a long time.

"Yellow Pi Zi wants to enter Zhemeng Town while the chaos is in trouble? They are quite brave." Fu Shu smiled coldly.

"It was not the butcher who peeled it. Someone else had a conflict with the yellow skin." Gao Ming glanced at the fur. It was not cut from the outside with a blade, but exploded from the inside of the body. The wound was extremely irregular and shattered. The organs and blood foam mixed together.

Avoiding those **** skins, Gao Ming returned to Zhemeng Town with a cane. The stone beams became taller, and strange words began to appear on the buildings in the town. I couldn't understand the meaning, as if it was a curse.

"Little brother, the night is dark and the wind is high, and the yin energy is everywhere. I dare not sway outside." A sound like a dry tree rubbing from the corner of the wall, an old woman holding a broken porcelain bowl, hunched over and lowered her head: "You are going to take refuge in the town, are you? Three copper plates, I'll take you to find a safe place."

Gao Ming ignored the other party and continued to move forward. The old woman's back slowly bulged, and a rustling sound appeared in the porcelain bowl: "You are so strong that you will fall into the hands of others sooner or later. It's better to make a good relationship with me. Little brother, don’t worry, my good boys only eat flesh and blood and will not hurt your brain, they will only bury around in your head."

The porcelain bowl was facing down, and all kinds of insects crawled out, looking extremely creepy.

"Even if you dare to harm people on the street, it seems that the world is indeed in chaos."

He pulled out the Pig Killing Knife and Gao Ming wiped his blood on the blade. The evil spirit surged. He was about to take action, but Fu Shu said in his ear: "Go away quickly, don't do it!"

"That guy is amazing?" Gao Ming narrowed his eyes. He and the flesh and blood ghosts seemed to have sensed something at the same time. He looked at the alley behind the old woman. A strange statue of **** stood in the middle of the alley. There was obviously nothing there just now.

"The butcher's knife?" The old woman turned her back to the statue. She had not noticed the danger yet. Her face was full of wrinkles, and she looked ugly when she smiled: "Little baby, if the butcher is here, I might have left, but just "When the old woman saw Gao Ming retreating cautiously, she thought Gao Ming was afraid at first, but after a closer look, Gao Ming and Fu Shu were staring at her.

"Fraud me?" When he said this, the old woman turned around and ran into her with a mud face. The statue of God quietly stuck behind her.

The white hair stood up in fear, and his soul almost flew out of his body. The old woman quickly retreated, but the statue seemed to have recognized her. Two clay sculpture arms strangled her body, and children's heads rushed out of the clay sculpture. The old woman was drilled.

"What evil spirit? Get out of here!"

The old woman howled and grabbed her back. The swollen bag on her back broke open, and countless poisonous insects drilled into the statue, but the clay statue completely ignored the poison.

The children had hatred, confusion and confusion in their eyes, and they wanted to tear the old woman's body.

The scene in front of me was very strange, Gao Ming also began to evacuate, and the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole behind it, and Zhemeng Town had become very dangerous.

"Those children are sacrifices offered to all the gods by the townsmen. Someone collected all the resentment of the sacrifices and stuffed them into the clay sculpture. This thing is very hostile to the various gods in the town. We should be better off leaving the A little further away." Fu Shu saw the familiar curse words on the clay sculpture, and the clay sculpture seemed to be from Zhang Mingli.

Gao Ming realized this. Zhang Mingli was not fighting alone in Zhemeng Town. He found his allies in the impossible.

"The old woman is the **** of use in the town, and is related to poisoning and poisoning. The three animals are prepared by butchers, and human sacrifices require the hands of the old woman. She is very picky about the offerings, and prefers young people who are as **** as cows and have no impurities in their minds and will. "Fu Shu whispered, "Those children often don't know when they will happen next, and they are locked up by the old woman in the jar for offering sacrifices to the gods. The jar is filled with her carefully matched insects, screaming and wailing It can make the gods feel more happy when they eat, and it can also reflect the freshness of the sacrifice on the other hand."

The scene that happened in front of Gao Ming now turned out to be the opposite. The clay statue of the **** was like a huge jar, wrapping the old woman and all the insects on her body, allowing her to struggle and wail.

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In just a few minutes, the old woman was completely covered by the clay statue. After her voice disappeared, the clay statue had more divine patterns representing the poison of the poison, and the clay statue's face also had a rough outline.

The nursery rhymes rang out from the clay sculpture's belly, and the children's ghosts opened their eyes. They controlled the clay sculpture and went to the entrance of the town and got into the **** yellow skin.

The turbid little eyes slowly opened, and the yellow skins with their intestines and broken belly were climbed up one by one, like Taoist children, reciting scriptures with Zhang Mingli's name, and their claws were like humans to outline cursive patterns around the town. .

"Is Zhang Mingli cursing the entire town? Did he join forces with the lonely ghosts outside the town?"

(End of this chapter)