Chapter 388 The intersection of fate appears
The "surging" of Gao Ming caused some changes in the painter Gao Ming's mentality. He just wanted to leave by himself, occupy everything in Gao Ming, and become the only Gao Ming.
"How did you find me?" The painter Gao Ming slowly took back the hand holding the clay sculpture and protected it in his arms.
"We are one, connected by blood, and can even hear each other's heartbeats. Of course we will not let you face danger alone." He is kind-hearted and has a high emotional intelligence and speaks very nicely.
The room in the middle of the corridor on the first floor was so big that it was almost filled with Gao Ming. It was impossible for the painter Gao Ming to leave the room.
Gazing across the faces of each Gao Ming, the painter Gao Ming could be considered to have seen the diversity of Gao Ming. Most Gao Ming did not pose any threat, but a few Gao Ming made him feel faintly uneasy.
Compared with the troubled painter Gao Ming, He Jing was really scared to death now. His back was pressed against the wall, and the faces couldn't stop darting into his sight. He felt a little suffocated, as if he was suffering from high life. Life phobia.
"The ghost named 'Future' may come at any time. You'd better make a decision as soon as possible." Flesh Gaoming stood at the front. He was covered in prayers and looked much scarier than the painter Gaoming.
The painter Gao Ming also knew that he could not wait too long, as the trap he trapped his grandma in could not last long.
"Okay, I'm here to help you clear the way, but you must promise me one thing." The painter Gaoming raised the clay sculpture: "I will control the statue, and none of you can snatch it from me. If an outsider comes to snatch it, , you also have to help me stop them."
"No problem, we are all our own people, what you said is too foreign."
After receiving a positive answer, the painter Gaoming grabbed the neck of the statue and walked towards the "present door". Everyone held their breath and stared at him. Firstly, they were afraid that he would escape on his own, and secondly, they wanted to see what was hidden in the present door.
The moment the seemingly ordinary clay sculpture touched the darkness outside the door, all the clocks hanging on the walls in the building malfunctioned. Some began to move backwards, and some hands trembled in place. It seemed that just turning the When clay sculptures are brought out of Xiangshengyong Apartment, time in the building will become chaotic.
"One of the two clay sculptures is called the past and the other is called the future. They both seem to be related to time. Do the clocks in the building have a deeper meaning? Are they the incarnation of God? Or do they represent some kind of image?"
The painter Gao Ming did not stop. He strangled the neck of the clay sculpture tightly, as if he was ready to twist off the head of the "god of the past" at any time.
"Out! He's out!"
The darkness near the clay sculpture was dispelled, and a frightening bloody light emerged from the statue of the gods. The dense divine patterns collided with the patterns drawn by the painter Gao Ming in advance. A piercing scream came from the clay sculpture, and the whole building was shaken. Can hear clearly.
"Bang!"
At this time, there was another loud noise on the fourth floor, and blood marks appeared on the painter's skin. The various evil ghost patterns he painted on his body were festering and smelly, seeming to bite back his soul.
"The clay sculpture is calling grandma to come over, that old thing is about to escape!" Gao Ming, the painter, did not expect that the clay sculpture would have such a big reaction. He quickened his pace and completely entered the "present door"!
As the body was completely submerged, the clay sculpture's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the invisible rules that enveloped Xiangshengyong's apartment were broken. Everyone in the building seemed to have opened their eyes together with the clay sculpture, and saw the real world.
Now outside the door is a community shrouded in black fog and shadows. After the aboriginal people dedicated their faith, they were transformed into various monsters by the "gods of the past", an astonishing number of them. They look at the outsiders in the building with greed and hunger in their eyes, and they want to tear them apart in the next moment, even eating the bones and dregs.
"Don't be afraid of the past, don't be afraid of the future, the exit is now." Combined with the tips given by Lu Zang on the platform, the flesh and blood Gao Ming seemed to understand something: "No wonder you can't open the present door before destroying the door in the past. The present door It’s the exit.”
The paradigm next to him was also quite emotional after hearing this. This abnormal incident was surprisingly difficult. Outsiders were deprived of the abilities given by ghosts and could only rely on physical fitness similar to that of ordinary people to survive.
They must avoid the pursuit of internal saboteurs, use their most precious memories as tickets, and challenge the "Past Gate" again and again.
Even if the "Past Door" is destroyed by luck, the key to the present door - the statue of the past - must be found from the hidden room before being killed by evil ghosts and traitors. The scariest thing is that reaching this step is not over yet. They have only temporarily broken free from the shackles of the strange rules and saw hope of escaping.
Yes, after doing so much, I just saw a hope.
"Those ghosts and monsters seemed to dare not approach the clay sculptures." The painter Gao Ming was the first to walk out of Xiangshengyong Apartment. He saw the mutated wall, Changcheng Community in the distance, and the community gate a hundred meters away: "If other Gao Ming If they are all left in the building, then I will be truly blessed.”
After walking down the steps, when the painter Gaoming wanted to move forward, the divine patterns on the clay sculpture spread to his body, like the roots of a plant burrowing into his soul, squeezing everything out of him.
Without the protection of the clay sculpture, he would be instantly torn apart by the hungry ghosts around him, but holding the clay sculpture, he would be completely devoured!
"He Jing!" The painter Gao Ming remembered his promise to He Jing: "Quickly go!"
Suddenly being called, He Jing did not expect that the painter Gao Ming would still remember him. He rushed towards the painter Gao Ming who was not far away at the fastest speed. The two were not far apart. He Jing was almost killed by the ghost in the darkness. Drag him away.
His back was covered with cold sweat, and he finally reached the painter Gao Ming: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later!"
Staring at the darkness with lingering fear, before He Jing could say anything more, the painter Gao Ming handed the clay sculpture to him. The divine marks spread on the two people instantly, and the surrounding ghosts could no longer get close to the two of them. In the past, the divine marks had a negative impact on those alienated people. Ghosts are an entity that should never be offended.
This was a good thing, but the problem was that He Jing found that his flesh and blood and soul felt like they were being torn apart, and a large number of memories rushed towards the clay sculpture crazily.
"What the hell?" He wanted to run away, but his body had begun to lose control.
The painter Gao Ming wanted to throw away the clay sculpture and return, but his whole body was surrounded by divine patterns, his skin and flesh were torn, and it was difficult to even move.
The tragic situation of painters Gao Ming and He Jing attracted the attention of everyone in the building, but no one dared to help.
The exit is indeed just a hundred meters away, but it is impossible to reach it with one person's strength. Unless multiple people cooperate, there may be a chance to send a person outside the community, but who wants to be someone else's wedding dress?
The security personnel and monster players in the building are all here for the rewards from the General Bureau of Investigation. Many of them are temporary teams. Let alone them, even if Dr. Li and his wife have such a good relationship with the paradigm, they really have to spend their lives to pave the way for the paradigm. They will also hesitate.
"Now the door" has been opened and the key has been found, but hope is elusive.
"This past god was so disgusting." Fan couldn't help but cursed.
Just when Ben Bian wanted to give up, all the high-profile eyes turned to a certain platform outside the community.
One thing was mentioned in their diaries, which was the intersection of their fates. If they wanted to participate in extracurricular activities of Class 13 tomorrow, they had to get to the platform before dawn and take the bus to school.
(End of chapter)