Horror Game Designer

"The monster in the urn said that Zhang Mingli is a monster but the night watcher has a relatively peaceful relationship with Zhang Mingli. Other than that, I didn't sense anything scary on him. I didn't feel any threat. Is it because he was wearing a very good disguise?" Gao Ming slowed down among the crowd. He considered a possibility. "Are the Ji Gods suppressing Zhang Mingli's real body? Is he that terrifying?"

The monster inside the urn started to feast on the guests. It had exposed that part of its body could leave the urn. When Madam Xi returned, it would be punished. It ignored Gao Ming and took this opportunity to eat as many people as it could to see if it could shake off the seal on it.

Gao Ming mixed into the crowd. He raised the wine glass and stumbled around as if he were drunk. He swayed his way to the main hall. Before his feet even landed, Gao Ming felt a chill on the back of his neck. The chill crawled into his brain.

He looked up into the hall. There were 24 pairs of chopsticks on the Eight Immortal Table. Each pair was tied with red lines and bound with copper coins. They were stuck into the porridge bowls. Behind the table was a wall painted with a scene of heaven.

The painting was called the 24 auspices of Joy Immortal Painting. However, there was not one immortal in the drawing. Gao Ming adjusted the angle of the copper mirror and glanced at it from the corner of his eyes. His eyelids twitched.

There was no immortal in the painting but there were 'immortals' seated all around the giant Eight Immortal Table. Every one of them looked so terrifying that they could haunt a kid's nightmare.

There was an immortal who carried a giant gourd. The gourd was tapered on the top and thick on the bottom. The top was a baby's head and the bottom appeared to be the mother's head. They were connected by 'joy threads'. The 'gourd' was filled with happiness wine. The immortal enjoyed the porridge while occasionally taking a sip from the gourd.

Behind him sat a Daoist nun who wore a red robe. Her actions were graceful and godly. However, a divine crane made from endless hair lay under her seat. She stroked the crane's neck and carefully pierced needles into the crane's body so that its feathers would look fluffier.

As if sensing Gao Ming's arrival, the immortal crane started to cry. Gao Ming even heard the cries of one woman… no, many women!

"The wild crane clearly smelled something. It misses men." A half-male, half-female immortal with rouge on their peach blossom eyes said. Their waist, breast and arms were tied with red ropes.

There were twenty four guests at the table. The painting also had twenty four immortals. They were not Xi Gods but they identified themselves as minor Xi Gods. They were immersed in the feast. It would be a mistake to think they were harmless. Gao Ming merely planned to enter the main hall and he felt a fatal threat. He finally understood why the guests were squeezed in the yard and refused to enter the main hall that was more festive. Gao Ming pulled his leg back. He whipped his head around like he was waking up from his drunken stupor. He turned and left.

"The Xi Residence has more than just one Madam Xi. There are those twenty creatures who called themselves minor Xi Gods. Based on their appearances, they didn't seem to be locals." It was so dangerous that Gao Ming didn't have the time to pay attention to anything else. He could only confirm that there were no minor Xi Gods who resembled Zhang Mingli.

He walked around the main hall. Xi Residence's layout was different from the Tang Residence. The rooms on the side, which were normally reserved for the servants, were turned into Madam Xi's bedroom. A giant Xi character was pasted on the door. Two lines of a poem were pasted on the sides of the door.

"Hanging moon shines into the bridal chamber. Jade couple steps into mandarin ducks."

"Silk blankets and golden pillows radiate fragrance. Phoenix crown shines on a shy maiden."

The door was half-open. The young girl didn't know if the person she was waiting for would arrive or not. The promise was like the red candle in the room. It shone brightly, but it could be blown out the next second.

With a creak, Gao Ming opened the door a gap. He was doing something forbidden. Even though Madam Xi had many marriages, in the entire Xi Residence, other than Madam Xi, Xi Gods and the night gentlemen, no one was allowed into the marital chamber.

Gao Ming looked into the room. He saw a person of average frame. Her hair was tied into a bun, and she donned the groom's wedding outfit. She looked like an ancient scholar with great aspirations. Hearing the door, the person looked up. The candlelight lit up her face.

"Bai Feng?" Gao Ming stepped into the room. He and Bai Feng entered the nightmare together. They finally met at Er Geng.

Bai Feng kept her hands lowered. She looked confused. "Are you talking to me?"

"Yes. We promised…" Gao Ming paused. Bai Feng appeared to be possessed. If he sensed anything dangerous, he'd leave immediately.

"I am a night gentleman, not Bai Feng. Today is my wedding day. Everyone is my guest. If you have nowhere else to go, you are welcome to stay for the party." Bai Feng smiled. She played the role of a hopeful groom very well. She would be attractive to girls.

"Do you not recognise me at all?"

"Do we know each other?"

"Gao Ming, Immortal Pharma, testers, deep-level nightmares, have you forgotten about all that?" Gao Ming uttered several keywords, but Bai Feng was unfazed.

"I think I remember them, but they are from my dream. I am a night gentleman who is prone to have strange dreams. You are describing my dream." Bai Feng's words stunned Gao Ming. He wondered what had happened to her.

"Wake up! We are in a nightmare. Think about your children, Bai Xiao and Bai Qiao!"

Bai Feng's eyes ripped a little bit. She frowned in consternation. Eventually, she asked Gao Ming, "You say they are my children, but where did you meet them? In the real world or in a dream?"

Gao Ming opened his mouth but didn't know how to answer. He did meet them in a dream.

"The real is fake, and the fake is real. What you see and what you hear are not the truth." Bai Feng smiled brightly. "I am a night gentleman. I drift between the real and the fake. Dream Break Town is my home. It is also your home."