Situ An didn’t refer to the woman as his mother. However, he’d only show a different attitude before the woman.
“You still haven’t given up, have you?” Gao Ming was surprised that Situ An was so stubborn even at a moment like this.
“Do you think you’ve won?” Situ An straightened his body, which was punctured by chains. He looked at the open door of the torture room. “There are many broken divine figurines hidden around Li San Hospital. The dead Gods and copsed faith are attached to them. My home is built using them as the foundation. Once you destroy everything, the dead Gods will awaken. You will send Han Hai into hell!”
“Are you serious? You did everything to create this tragedy, and now, you’re pinning it on me?!” Gao Ming stood with Xuan Wen. The hospital was copsing. However, the transmuted memory of the patients didn’t disappear. Their memories peeled off like paint. They fluttered in the air until they pieced together to form nightmares rted to the hospital.
“The power of the divine ghosts cannot be controlled. It can easily ruin Han Hai. Therefore, my only choice was to trap it inside the hospital and appease them with the patients. Gao Ming, they are my most precious treasure and thest present I have for you.”
Gao Ming ignored Situ An. Once the middle-aged woman entered the torture room, Situ An’s home rules started to change. The hospital and the apartments rippled. They turned transparent. Gao Ming could finally see the various dangers hidden around the home.
The retired uncles and aunties were sources of pollution that existed in the shadow world. The polite children were giant ghosts with ugly faces. The neighbours who slept at home were mud figurines and stone statues like Uncle Zhang from the photo studio. In terms of anomaly level, Situ An’s home was at the top level.
“Gao Ming, you’ve seeded my fate. Everything that has happened to me will repeat to you. That is the game of fate.”
“Since it’s a game, it can be cleared.” Gao Ming pulled the chains and opened his arms. All the memory pieces rushed towards him. The anomalies collected by Situ An flowed into Gao Ming’s heart. Large pieces of pattern appeared on the walls of the torture room. The cruellest pictures of the world were carved inside the room.“The home can separate humans and ghosts’ consciousness. It is one’sir of the mind. Building a home requires many rare things from the shadow world.” This was Xuan Wen’s first time seeing this. After she saw that Gao Ming had taken the upper hand, she rushed out of the hospital at the fastest speed.
Gao Ming didn’t ask her for any exnation. He trusted her unconditionally.
The home was changing, like an oil painting losing its colour. Xuan Wen rushed back to the apartment. She avoided the neighbours and children and headed to Situ An’s home. Without any hesitation, Xuan Wen picked up thendline used by Situ An’s mother and the box of ‘toys’. Every toy was a naughty ghost. Every one of them was valued by Situ An. Those without potential had already been eaten.
Inside Li San Hospital, Gao Ming’s fingers phased through the ss window. “It’s over.”
To be honest, Gao Ming didn’t know much about his own home. He only knew that the formation of one’s home was heavily rted to the shadow world and that every home was different.
The bloody sunlight shone on Gao Ming’s eyes. The home was like a dream. As Gao Ming opened his eyes, the memory inside the home was imprinted on the walls of the torture room. When thest pattern was inscribed, the God of Flesh and Blood howled. Strange blood patterns appeared on his skin.
The nightmares that belonged to the patients and Situ An appeared in the torture room. Theybined to form a scary dream. Gao Ming noticed the anomaly in the God of Flesh and Blood. As the bloody scars appeared, the presence radiated by the God of Flesh and Blood was stronger than Zhang Ding.
The ghosts at Han Hai had to go through three steps to be dream ghosts. First, they had to be big ghosts that possessed self-consciousness. Then, they had to own their respective haunted houses. Finally, they could use their own experience to weave a nightmare.
Zhang Ding was currently in the third stage. After the God of Flesh and Blood consumed Situ An’s memory about home, he reached the same stage.
After the dream was over, all the sins exposed under the sun were stored in Gao Ming’s heart.
“This is what Situ An’s home really looks like.”
At the end of the intestine, the sticky shadow formed a ckke. It looked like one’s stomach. A lot of ruined divine figurines were inside theke. A lot of them had their eyes open. There was a wall of flesh embedded with pristine corpses to the left of theke. To the right of theke was a wall of highly-mutated dead bodies.
“The left is the foundation of the apartment blocks, and the right is Li San Hospital.”
The God of Flesh and Blood shattered the figurines that held onto the blind man. However, the pieces were instantly reconstructed. Their smiles became more alive.
“They are long dead. The easiest way to destroy them is to eat them, or else we have to wait until the faith in them perishes.” Xuan Wen picked up the dying blind man. The man was like a leaf fluttering in the fall wind. “Eating them carries the risk of being possessed by them, but it shouldn’t matter to you. You already have a scary God inside of you.”
“Get ready to leave!”
Gao Ming had the God of Flesh and Blood help the red raincoat. The red raincoat was about to be dragged into the ckke.
The four faces yelled. The God of Flesh and Blood ignored the shadow. He originated from the ckke, but he was lucky to have encountered Gao Ming.
Once the God of Flesh and Blood departed, the broken figurines immediately surrounded Gao Ming. Gao Ming wanted to retreat with Xuan Wen, but Xuan Wen stood forward.
“I’ve found some help for us from home.” She peeled back to the tape on the toy box and tossed the toys at the figurines. Once the toys left the box, their bodies were reunited with the shadow to be patients rife with resentment.