Chapter 584 Bliss
The Xi Temple is decorated very festively. As soon as you come in, it makes people feel friendly and comfortable, and you will relax your vigilance without feeling that you will feel.
"Don't be careless." Fu Shu's hair stood up on the back of his neck: "Everything in Zhemeng Town is an image. For example, the wedding invitation on the wall may be the brain of a patient, or the extinguished lamp, which may represent a cruel experiment on Xixian."
Gao Ming nodded slightly and glanced at Xi Temple. There was nothing abnormal on the first floor, but the candle fire was extinguished, and all the big red decorations turned dark red.
Following the wooden staircase tied with ribbons, Gao Ming's imagination of various ghost dangers did not appear. He was not blocked and came to the second floor easily.
The top of the temple is painted with living people with great temperament and ethereal and holy temperament, both men, women, young and old. They seem to be the bodies that the God of Joy once possessed. They struggle in the sea of suffering when they are alive. After they die, they return to the Pure Land. There is no pain or sadness on their faces, only peace and joy. "Don't look at it for too long." Fu Shu whispered: "The mural is moving. You are looking at those people, and those people are looking at you. Maybe they will drag you into the next moment. This Xi Temple is the strangest places in the deep nightmare. If you find your friends, we will leave."
The painting above the head is like a world without sadness. Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and there is only joy on their faces, which makes the viewer fascinated.
"The first floor is a wedding invitation covered with walls. A wedding invitation represents a nightmare. The second floor is a picture of paradise painted by the walls. Could it be that the souls extracted from the nightmare of the first floor are placed in the scroll?" Gao Ming looked carefully. The fairies in the scroll were graceful and the Buddha was kind-hearted. After they noticed Gao Ming's gaze, they reached out to Gao Ming, as if they wanted to share the paradise with Gao Ming.
The murals on the top of the temple are like falling lakes, with joy all over the sky and joy in the world, all coming towards Gao Sheng.
Even the designer Fu Shu was affected at this moment. He gradually forgot the hatred and did not remember to remind Gao Ming. His eyes became gentle. He seemed to see his little daughter stretching out her hands and coming to hug him.
A name was whispering in her mouth. Fu Shu couldn't seem to remember why he appeared here. He just wanted to hold the other person and just wanted to go home.
In a trance, the door of the house had been opened for him, his wife and his strict father were there, and they were all waiting for him.
"Go home, go home..."
The consciousness and soul were about to break free from the constraints of the body. When they were about to step into the house, endless black water suddenly surged, and the strong stinking flooded the house and swept away Fu Shu's family. His little daughter cried and screamed in the black torrent, and his wife shouted his name.
Joy turned into pain in an instant. He was unwilling to give up and wanted to rush into the house to save his wife and children at all costs. Suddenly, a cold and mean voice penetrated into his ears. "You have your legs cut by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. Can you walk over by yourself?"
Absolutely woke up, Fu Shu's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He found that his neck was leaning at a special angle, and his soul seemed to be about to penetrate his body.
Looking at Gao Ming, his eyes were attracted by the wounds on Gao Ming's arm and belly. The madman was holding a pig-killing knife. He didn't want to hurt the person in the hallucination, so he chose to hurt himself and woke up in this way.
"Who did you see in the mural?" Fu Shu couldn't understand. With his life-long and ruthlessness, who else could make him care so much about it?
"It has nothing to do with you." Gao Ming's eyes were scary. The shrine in his sleeve was half open, and the pig-killing knife in his hand stabbed directly at the mural.
The sea of paradise was cut, and the joy in the sky was shattered, and the expressions of the bodies possessed by the God of Joy became a little dull. They were not truly happy, and there was no joy in the world that would never change. "The joy that others force you to give you should be called laughter, right?"
The blade waved, Gao Ming was about to destroy the mural, and the red lines rolled in the scroll of happiness, and all kinds of life turned into wedding dresses. A woman who was watching an ordinary woman walked out of the extreme joy.
The painting is not stunning, but the ink and wash contain a faint fragrance. If the original scroll is compared to colorful paintings, the woman who appears in the end will be a unique ink painting.
There are not many stories in her, but it seems that she has merged with joy.
Wearing a phoenix crown on the head, a red cover on the face, a red silk shirt on the upper body, an embroidered red robe on the outer coat, a shiny robe on the shoulders, a white arms wrapped in "decided silver" and a red skirt, red pants and red satin embroidered shoes on the lower body.
Red is very festive, and bright red will attract people's attention, but the red on women is very special. At first glance, it looks soft and intimate, but when you get close, you feel very cold and dangerous.
"Be careful! She is Mrs. Xi!" Fu Shu's voice changed, and it can be seen that he was really afraid of the other party.
It is obviously a charming bride, but in Fu Shu's eyes, it looks like a beast that eats people and does not spit bones.
"It is said that a couple has a hundred days of kindness. Fu Lang, you slander me like this, but it has made my heart cold." A pleasant voice came from under the red veil. Mrs. Xi's voice was very nice, and it made people feel comfortable just by listening to it. Even if you don't look at your appearance, it seems that this voice alone is enough to touch the minds of countless men.
"Don't listen to her, don't look at her face. The best way to deal with Mrs. Xi is to kill her directly and refuse all communication. She will shake your will!" Fu Shu couldn't cover her ears, so he could only explain Gao Ming in pain.
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"Fu Lang is so ruthless. You forgot that we are all day and night..."
"Hurry! Kill her!" Fu Shu screamed: "I became like this now, and it is related to her. There are only a few township people in Zhemeng Town that I didn't design. Mrs. Xi is one of them. She appeared to imprison me and kill all abnormalities!"
Gao Ming no longer hesitated and lifted his sword forward because he was also an anomaly. "It's obviously a couple, but now they are like enemies. They have changed in the end. You and I have changed in the end." Mrs. Xi spoke slowly and calmly. Her fingers like jade lit up to Gao Ming: "People have seven emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow, fear, and surprise. The word "Xi" ranks first among the seven emotions. If there is no joy, all the other six emotions on your body will run out."
After the words, Gao Ming found that his body was squirming uncontrollably. There seemed to be something crawling under the muscles and blood. After a moment, the upper body of a huge blind giant tiger jumped out from Gao Ming's shoulders, and a roar shook the ribbons around. Then Gao Ming's legs grew two snake tails, one shock and one horror wrapped around him, making him unable to move.
"The other three emotions are about to come out. Without joy, people will die in the dark and chaos. Zhemeng Town must not be without the God of Joy. If the God of Joy cannot return, the town will be destroyed by the God of Omen and the God of Use, full of death and sorrow." Mrs. Xi stood there and looked on Fu Shu's face: "Fu Lang, have you not even told him this?"
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