Strange game designer.

Chapter 254 The fifth chair

"I also know that Hong Yi, you ghost talk players, are indeed in the same group with the shadow world." The strong man clenched the handle of the knife with ten fingers, and the blood in his body was continuously sucked away by the ghost face.

Slowly, his shadow began to expand, turning into a two-meter-tall scarlet ghost.

The strong man and the ghost behind him raised their swords at the same time. He was controlling the knife, and the ghost was controlling his soul.

Without any warning, the strong man stepped forward, the security members behind him fired, and other members activated various devices.

Different from the semi-finished instruments assigned to investigators by the branch, the instruments used by security personnel were all brought out by investigators who risked their lives from abnormal events, and each piece was stained with blood and curses.

"How can you who are outside the painting hurt me in the painting? Just like the people in the dream, how can you kill the ghosts outside the dream?" Xia Yang looked at the dark corridor humbly and warmly, with the reflection in his eyes reflecting Every security guard's body.

This is a death race, Xia Yang wants to kill everyone before the security personnel find a way to hurt him.

……

"Snapped!"

"Because it's dangerous in this building?"

Wearing a fast-food restaurant uniform, he hugged his knees, stretched his neck, and counted numbers in his mouth.

Smashing the window glass with his elbow, he jumped out of the front building and stepped on the grass of the abandoned garden.

Looking at the messy shoe prints on the ground, Gao Ming's eyes slowly moved up. The back building seemed to be the mirror image of the front building, but the pressure on Gao Ming was much greater than that of the front building. Just getting closer, the flesh and blood ghosts and gods began to roar, and the fragments of death memories buried in the heart also collided with each other.

"I seem to have been here before..."

"Because my brother and sister are hungry..." The man did not dare to enter the building. He stretched his hands out of his wet sleeves, and his nails were stained with smelly black mud. It seemed that the whole family was living in the sewer.

The night wind blew the weeds, and the children sang strange nursery rhymes. Gao Ming saw an ugly, deformed child sitting on the steps of the back building.

"She is beautiful, very beautiful, but has a terrible personality. My mother also asked me to come out to find her." The man got up from the ground with difficulty.

The memory of death in his heart was not related to the back building of Lishan Hospital, but Gao Ming still felt that this place looked familiar.

"Mom? What are you doing with her?"

"Yang Tao." The man lowered his voice: "Mom doesn't let me talk too much to outsiders. If you are here to find someone, I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

"What's your name? Do you usually live in the hospital?" Gao Ming's fingers gently rested on his chest, his heartbeat speeding up.

"Did you see a woman being arrested into the back building?" Before Gao Ming took out the photo, the man nodded.

"Ghost talk player? Or a patient in the building?" Gao Ming walked to the door of the back building, and the deformed man raised his head timidly.

"Many people come here to look for their missing family members, but they never leave the hospital. The front building and the back building are two different worlds. You will see something different." The man turned around with great effort and looked into the back building. As he walked away, his back was covered with bloody whip marks.

"Wait a minute." Gao Ming took out the bandage and medicine from the first aid bag he carried and threw it to Yang Yu. He didn't ask any more questions. When he stepped forward into the back building, Yang Yu's voice sounded again behind him.

"I don't know who you are looking for, but a lot of people went to the psychological counseling room on the fourth floor just now. Mom said that there are very important things stored in that room." "Thank you." Gao Ming did not kill Yang Yu, even if the other party was long. Even more terrifying than a monster, he only wants to do one thing now, and that is to find Xuan Wen as soon as possible.

As his footsteps fell, Gao Ming's eyes were occupied by abnormalities, and all the equipment and tools in the hospital grew flesh and blood.

"So outrageous?"

Dark, blood-red and pale, three tones make up everything in the hospital. When combined together, they are full of visual impact. The fear deeply shocks everyone who enters the back building.

After just staying there for a few seconds, Gao Ming was stared at by something. The door not far away was opened, and a pair of worn-out shoes appeared at the door, with the toes pointed at him.

Gao Ming seemed to be being watched. He tightened his fingers and tried to take out the chains from the torture room.

The next moment, pairs of shoes walked out of the house, like a swarming crowd.

The chaotic footsteps were like rapid drumbeats, and Gao Ming turned around decisively and rushed into the corridor.

The midnight clock was shaken above the deserted garden, and the dark shadow hiding behind the curtains slowly walked out. Various equipment inside the hospital began to operate, and buzzing sounds and harsh shouts sounded in various rooms.

There seemed to be a sickle of death swinging back and forth above his head, and Gao Ming was chased by the pairs of shoes. He didn't look at the road, and he didn't remember that he had been here, but his body seemed to be used to running in the corridor of the back building.

Without taking any extra steps, when he stopped and raised his head, he happened to see the name of the ward in front of him - the Psychotherapy Counseling Room.

Pushing the door open, Gao Ming closed the door, removed the curtains and covered the door and window glass.

The footsteps outside the house slowly faded away, and Gao Ming loosened his grip on the door handle. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked around the psychological counseling room.

Compared with the alienated world outside, this place is relatively normal.

"This is a psychological counseling room, and I happen to be a psychological counselor. It's a coincidence." Gao Ming stared at the tables and chairs in the room. He casually pulled out another book from the bookshelf, and that strange familiar feeling came to his heart again. He even felt that he had read the contents in these human skin books.

"I have indeed been to Lishan Hospital before, but I don't remember entering the back building." Gao Ming had too many memories of death in his heart, so he didn't pay attention to the strangely familiar feeling at first.

"Someone has been here before me." Gao Ming looked at the headphones scattered around the old computer. He tried to turn on the computer, but there was only a ghost roaring on the black and white screen.

"What information did they get? Why are they here?"

Gao Ming then pushed open the innermost room of the psychological counseling room. The medicine shelf was covered with fragments of the statue. Gao Ming also saw the prints of the security personnel's special boots on the ground.

"Did they destroy the idols?" The security personnel of the Investigation Bureau do not respect ghosts and gods. They treat everything as a tool that can be eaten or tattooed on their bodies.

With nothing else to gain, Gao Ming stood silently in the middle of the room: "Why do they all come to this room?"

Walking back and forth, Gao Ming was unwilling to let go of any clues. He was thinking about various things and unconsciously sat on the chair next to the bookcase.

His breathing became heavy, and Gao Ming suddenly felt a chill creeping up his spine and into his brain. He vaguely heard the voice of a strange man.

"Are you awake now?"

(End of this chapter)