Chapter 430: Me Without a Future
When a house begins to yearn for more people to live in it, it will most likely become a haunted house.
Maybe it was because he heard too many pleas and prayers, and saw too much blood and killing, that Gao Ming began to have all kinds of thoughts uncontrollably in his heart, and every thought tempted him to do things that a house should not do. Things like having fun like those murderers, spying on every living person who comes near.
Having endured so much pain and suffering, he was naturally not disturbed by these thoughts and allowed the house to become dilapidated.
The ground is cracked, the roof is crumbling, weeds are growing in the corners, and cobwebs are spread across the rafters.
As the years passed, Gao Ming felt the existence of time so clearly for the first time. It penetrated into the old house every minute and slowly corroded everything about him.
His thinking is slowing down, his consciousness is beginning to blur, and the old monk who has a high destiny seems to have turned into a stone Buddha.
I don’t know how many years passed, but the shabby door of the old house was pushed open again, and a pale arm carrying a red lantern entered.
Dust was flying, and Gao Ming slowly opened his eyes.
The red lantern reflected an old man's face. Gao Ming couldn't recognize him at all, but that man seemed to be very familiar with this place.
He placed the tributes one by one on the altar table according to the scenes in his memory, and began to tell his story against the wall covered with charms.
The wrinkled face stared in the direction of Gao Ming. From his words, Gao Ming slowly remembered that this old man was the former little fat man, the only survivor in the family extermination case.
After spending his whole life, the little fat man still failed to get revenge. He was getting older and cried to Gaoming about the injustice of fate. He hoped that everything his grandfather said was true, and that there really are ghosts and gods in this world, even if he sacrifices Life, blood sacrifices, and revenge.
Under Gao Ming's gaze, the old man cut his wrist with a knife. His hands were stained with blood, and he chanted strange spells in his mouth. Like a madman, he hysterically tore off all the spells on the wall.
In fact, those talismans were just psychological comfort. Gao Ming knew very well, because he had never felt any power on the talisman paper. Even if the old man tore off all the talisman paper at this time, nothing would change.
He is just an old house, not a god. The so-called haunted house, strange and ominous are all the meanings given to it by people.
It seems that the little fat man has heard terrible things from his family since he was a child. When he was desperate and his body couldn't support it, he put his last hope of revenge here. But the final result made him completely desperate. The miracle did not happen, and the evil ghost in the haunted house did not appear.
After losing a lot of blood, he seemed to have completely lost the courage to live. He has lived until now for revenge, and has always wanted to kill those enemies with his own hands. If he really can't do it, he will release the "evil god" in the haunted house!
The evil god of the haunted house is a terrifying existence to everyone, but he is regarded as his last resort.
"Why? Why do they do evil and kill people but nothing happens! Why do I have to bear this! God! I know you are here! Can you hear my prayer! My family has been worshiping you for generations, please help Me, please help me!"
Only when there is really no hope at all will one place their trust in the gods.
Many times it is not actually the case that there is a God in the world, but that too many people hope for the existence of God.
The heartbreaking voice of the old man reached Gao Ming's heart, and he seemed to be from a high place, looking down at the old man lying against the wall with his hands stained with blood.
The broken talismans on the ground were like the old man's life, none of which was complete and beautiful. Life slowly passed away. When the old man died next to the altar table, countless thoughts in Gao Ming's heart began to explode uncontrollably. The old man's last obsession seemed to be imprinted in his mind, echoing continuously.
Gao Ming knew very well that he was not a god, and those chaotic thoughts also knew that he was not a god, but everything seemed to be developing in a certain direction.
He gradually couldn't suppress those thoughts. All kinds of terrible thoughts were like the roots of poisonous weeds taking root into the ground. This gloomy old house became more and more ominous, and Gao Ming was also greatly affected. He seemed to be... Devoured by something.
He tried his best to resist, but in terms of treating the old man's body, Gao Ming came to an agreement with those thoughts that were not his own.
Without intrusion or occupation, the old man's body was allowed to fall back to its roots and rot in the courtyard. Dandelions and flowers grew on its body. This may be the most beautiful moment in the rest of its life.
The old man who had regarded him as his sustenance since childhood left the world. Gao Ming originally thought that he would be forgotten, slowly dissipate, and survive this nightmare, but in fact this was just the beginning of everything. The death of the old man was like a spark that ignited those evil spirits. The terrifying thought, the old man's last call was like a hand reaching into a deep pool, stirring constantly. No one knows what monster will be dragged up in the end!
Time was like falling snow and flying flowers. As Gao Ming fought against those thoughts with all his strength, more and more people began to become curious about the house.
They didn't know where they heard something. This haunted house seemed to be able to curse enemies, deprive them of life, and interfere with the future.
Rumors spread everywhere, and people who were forced to have no way out slowly regarded this place as hope. They took the initiative to enter the "cannibal" house, using themselves as bait, hoping to destroy more futures.
Gao Ming's will was gradually suppressed in the confrontation, because all the people who came here had extremely strong hopes. They were willing that "god" really existed, even if it was a vicious god who did all kinds of evil.
As more and more people believed it, the influence of those thoughts became greater and greater. Enemies began to die mysteriously, and the curse came true, resulting in more believers and incense in the house.
People with various purposes came here, the dilapidated old house was renovated, and a strange statue of god was erected on the altar. People who believed in the real existence of the evil god came together. They were willing to be possessed by those terrible thoughts and became God reaches out his finger to the world.
Gao Ming was overwhelmed by so many thoughts. He didn't want to merge with those thoughts, but he couldn't resist. He could only watch the statue on the altar smiling at him.
The blurry face on the statue gradually became clearer, and the facial features were like that of another Gao Ming. Once the statue was fully formed, Gao Ming might really be unable to stand up.
"I can't move or control. I'm just a house. How can I destroy it?"
Feeling those thoughts that contain terrifying thoughts, Gao Ming can only merge with them if he wants to break the situation, eat the most evil and dirty side of the future god, so that he can also control the believers, but if he does this, then from a certain In this sense, he is the future god who causes everything.
"But I don't seem to have any other choice. Does the God of the Future want to convey this message to me?"
The will began to swallow up those evil thoughts. While Gao Ming was actively being polluted, he also gained control and influence over some believers.
This is a very special duel. They need to use different methods to realize the different wishes of believers in order to compete for faith. The one who remains in the end is the real future god.
(End of chapter)