Strange game designer

Each corridor was hand-drawn by Patient 7003. He used his strong memory to draw the front and back buildings of Lishan Hospital. It's just that the map hand-drawn by Question Mark is different from the real hospital. Most of the wards are blacked out, as if they were occupied by shadows.

"He wanted to use this map in exchange for me in the dream? To take me out of the hospital?"

The map is still hidden in the ward, but Gao Ming and Qiao Mark from six months ago are not in the hospital, indicating that they have successfully escaped.

"How did I leave half a year ago? What happened between me and Question Mark? Why did he leave a message?"

Gao Ming and Wen Mark were both patients in Lishan Hospital who were valued by Lu Zang, but they seemed to have embarked on completely different paths.

Gao Ming entered the tunnel and basically followed Lu Zang's plan to expand the loopholes in fate step by step. However, Question Mark seemed to have escaped Lu Zang's control and woke up from his "dream" in advance.

"Is there a question mark person?" Gao Ming recalled the other person's appearance, but it had not been long ago and he could no longer remember clearly.

The door panel shook slightly, and Gao Ming raised his leg to step somewhere. Hidden in the blood was a bug with spells written all over its body.

It looks like a butterfly made of paper, with two eyes on its wings.

"Are those security personnel behind the scenes? It seems they attach great importance to this room and leave this little thing to monitor it."

Step on it hard, Gao Ming is protected by a flesh and blood fairy, and he doesn't care about ordinary curses at all.

The eye pattern on the paper butterfly's wings was bleeding, and a person's screams came from inside the body, and then it was torn apart.

Putting the hand-drawn map away, Gao Mingzheng was worried that he had no clues about Xuan Wen. He grabbed a chain from the torture room and walked out of ward 7003.

The smell of blood in the air suddenly became strong, and thin lines of blood that were difficult to see with the naked eye crawled in the corridor. Three security personnel wearing Bureau of Investigation uniforms walked out of the ward at the end of the corridor.

It could be seen that they had just experienced a fierce battle, and all of them were injured. Among them, the man walking at the end of the team had bleeding eyes, and he looked at Gao Ming with a particularly fierce look.

"I'm going to make you into a bug." The man unbuttoned his clothes, and his uniform was filled with paper butterflies, each with a pair of eyes tattooed on its wings.

After the man gave the order, all the butterflies spread their wings, like pairs of eyes staring at Gao Ming.

Butterflies fluttered, and the man spoke a few code words. The security guard walking in front of him was a blind man. After hearing the code words behind him, he waved his hands in the air, and the thin blood lines in the corridor immediately stabbed towards Gao Ming.

"Puppet Master? Use your own blood to make threads?" Gao Ming did not dodge or dodge, sprinting forward like a madman. He seemed to be preparing to kill the opponent before he was controlled.

The three security personnel were extremely experienced in combat. The "mute" who was at the front opened his mouth wide and collided with his fists. The spikes on his gloves pierced into his flesh, and his blood was injected into the ghost lines, exuding a fishy smell. The shadow of blood enveloped him.

"One is responsible for detecting weaknesses, one is responsible for remote control, and the third is responsible for protection. These security personnel have obviously experienced a lot of life and death battles and have extremely rich experience in fighting ghosts. Where did they receive training?" Blink? In the meantime, those bloodshot eyes have arrived in front of Gao Ming. The angle of their attack is very tricky. Normally, no matter how Gao Ming defends, they will find loopholes.

Pressing his finger on the heart, Gao Ming ran headlong into the dense blood-colored thin lines. When the nearest bloodshot was about to touch its eyeballs, the eight flesh-and-blood arms were like city walls, blocking everything that could hurt Gao Ming. He pushed forward and hit to the security personnel.

The roar of the Flesh Fairy resounded through the corridor. After waking up from the dream in the past, Gong Gong's image also underwent some changes. All the eyes of the four ghost faces seemed to open, and the flesh and blood on his body became more and more real.

Their bodies fell, and the three security guards seemed to be swept up by a tsunami. They were slapped against the wall hard.

Ignoring the pain, the blind security guard pierced Gong Xi's body with a thin blood thread in an attempt to control the flesh and blood immortal. But just as he had this idea, black blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

The ghost marks on the blind man's body seemed to have discovered something very scary. A large amount of blood oozed from the blind man's skin, and his skin seemed to be severely allergic.

With a scream, the blind man could not see, but he could feel that his body was undergoing horrific changes, and the pain was like changing his skin.

"You want to use your own blood as a guide to control the flesh and blood fairy? Do you think you are destined?"

Gao Ming stood in the middle of the corridor. The ghost grabbed the thin bloody thread and injected the flesh-scented blood into the bodies of the three security personnel.

Densely packed thin threads penetrated the skin of the three of them, and the ghost marks on their bodies were eaten away and devoured by the Flesh Fairy in the most violent way.

"Some ghosts have abilities that the Flesh Fairy cannot swallow, but after being made into ghost patterns and branded on a living person, they become delicacies in the eyes of the Flesh Fairy. They are rare delicacies that can be encountered in ordinary times." Gao Ming felt the flesh and blood. Xian's excitement: "If this is really a dream, then for you, it will be a nightmare from which you cannot wake up."

Brand new chains appeared in the torture chamber, each one imprinted with the corresponding ghost pattern. The Flesh Immortal seemed not to be satisfied yet. He smashed the chains and kept beating the souls of several people, as if he wanted to forge them into something.

But maybe it's because the soul of a living person is too weak, and even the most basic outline of that thing cannot appear.

"The flesh fairy has become much more manic."

After Gao Ming woke up from the dream in the past, some changes occurred in the flesh and blood fairy. When Gao Ming encountered a life and death crisis in the past, it was the flesh and blood fairy who traveled through time through the connection between flesh and blood and saved Gao Ming. Life.

But precisely because of this, the Flesh Fairy seemed to have read some special memories from Gao Ming's heart in the past, things that Gao Ming himself had forgotten.

Threads of blood dripped down, and the wings of paper butterflies were torn off on the ground. The killing was over, but the four faces of flesh and blood ghosts and gods still did not regain their composure.

They roared towards a room deep in the corridor, and their flesh and blood pulled Gao Ming towards the corridor.

Walking through the familiar corridor, most of the patients died in the past, and the survivors were surrounded by security personnel.

"It should be right here."

Kicking open the door of the room in my memory, the cold wind blew in my face, and the wall full of black and white photos silently stared at Gao Ming.

"Hello everyone, I'm here again."

For Gao Ming, he had just arrived a few minutes ago, but for the ghosts in the photos on the wall, they had not seen Gao Ming for half a year.

Instead of reminiscing about old times, Gao Ming wanted to do something he really wanted to do, so he walked towards the altar table.

The white bowl filled with pills had been emptied, all the pills had been removed and the idols on the table had been smashed.

"Looks like you need a new god."