I Can Fix Air-Conditioners

Chapter 591: Marital Candle

Chapter 591: Marital Candle


“The Dream Priest said I can’t remember my name and I’ve been replaced, but I know who I am. As for my name…” There was a voice deep inside his head. Gao Ming had no idea who it was. The voice had also told him that Gao Ming was not his name.


“That person was not purposely lying to me.”


Gao Ming didn’t have much of an impression of his real name. The name Gao Ming felt natural to him.


“Doctor Xuan at the hospital said that I am an orphan. However, I remember having parents in the nightmare. Did they give me the name Gao Ming, or did it belong to someone else?”


Suspicion was an insidious poison. If he failed to find the truth, he might go crazy over it.


“Gao Ming! Gao Ming!” Fu Shu shouted in his ears. “Don’t fall for the Dream Priest’s words! They are experts in scams and lies!”


“Stop screaming. I can’t be more awake even if I try.” Gao Ming tossed the clothes into his bag. “The priest also can’t leave Dream Break Town, right?”


“Why do you want to know?”


“I want to capture them to interrogate them.” Gao Ming blew out the remaining candles in the tent and strode towards the figurine. Various sacrifices were placed on the red cloth. The figurine faced the entrance. Bai Feng was tied to its back. They were painted with the same divine patterns.

“Xi God, I’ll give you one more chance. You have no chance of turning this around.”

The Organ Insertion was interrupted. Gao Ming stood before Bai Feng, who looked like both a saint and a sinner. Bai Feng revealed two expressions. She carried a happy and joyous smile that contained immense sadness. Her lips slowly opened, “You won’t kill me. If I fall, she will die.”


“How stubborn.” Gao Ming held Bai Feng by her shoulders and placed his forehead against hers. “I’ll bring you to witness my hell.” Dream Release was painful, but Gao Ming had no other choice. Only Xi God could neaturalise his pain.


His interaction with the Dream Priest made Gao Ming even more intrigued about the truth. Therefore, he tore open the scar in his heart more viciously. The altar opened. The sea of despair overwhelmed the white tent. Only the figurine shone weakly. The figurine inside the tent was prepared by the ceremony master and the Dream Priest. It contained a lot of divine organs. It was unclear what kind of transaction they had made with Xi God, but they had helped him tremendously. Even so, more cracks appeared on the figurine. The organs inside the figurine rapidly decayed. In contrast, the God of Flesh and Blood inside Gao Ming’s altar became more solid.


“If you are unwilling to appear, we’ll die together.” Gao Ming threatened as he poured the despair into Bai Feng. He went for spots where the joy was the thickest. He knew this would harm Bai Feng, but that was something he had to do to excise the Xi God. The endless despair transformed into multiple deaths. In this endless cycle, Bai Feng collapsed after thirty-plus rounds. However, during this period of time, Gao Ming found Xi God’s hiding spot. The God of Flesh and Blood’s four faces and eight arms morphed into capillaries and drilled into Bai Feng’s body. Curious flowers of blood bloomed. They gathered at Bai Feng’s heart.


A lit red candle reflected the figures of many Minor Xi Gods. It burned quietly in Bai Feng’s heart.


“Is this the real Xi God? A marital candle?” Even the God of Flesh and Blood couldn’t easily extinguish this candle. Through the constant pouring of despair, the flame weakened. The Xi Temple collapsed, and the dreams in the wedding invitations were absorbed by the tree. The candle could no longer recover itself. The light dwindled further.


Gao Ming didn’t hold back. He used the candlelight to burn away the despair. He widened his eyes and observed the nightmare. As the nightmare expanded, he saw a ghost in the flood, a headmistress stepping on human bricks and many horrible ghosts. He also saw many different versions of his life. He was once the leader of the investigation centre, the psychiatrist at a prison, and a game designer…


Each life represented different choices, but every one of them led towards death!


He howled in pain and indignance. He flailed his arms about. He saw fate’s scythe and the investigation centre that had many secrets. He discovered Situ An and Xia Yang’s memory. At the very end, he saw a giant grave in the nightmare. It was so expansive that it was more like a dead city.


“Han Hai…”


The marital candle went out. The bloody rain poured. The area around Gao Ming had been taken over by the nightmare. His body was covered in wounds. Divine limbs moved in his wounds. Bai Feng’s chest was a bloody mess. Eight arms reached out of her chest, holding a half-burning red candle.


“Has the Xi God fallen?”


All the air of joy turned red and emitted meat fragrance. A loud noise came from the forest outside of town. The Xi Temple had fully collapsed. Strange and fleshy branches crawled out of the wedding invitations. Part of the tree finally entered Dream Break Town.


The God of Flesh and Blood roared in Gao Ming’s nightmare. Xi God’s good luck was taken by the flesh and blood. His injuries rapidly healed. God placed the marital candle in Gao Ming’s heart. He used Zhang Mingli’s soul fire to relight the candle. The weak light shone in the torture room to chase away from chill and horror. This way, Gao Ming wouldn’t be in so much pain when he used Dream Release.


“You seem to have changed.” Gao Ming studied the God of Flesh and Blood’s four blurry faces. He mumbled to himself, “You have become more human.”


The white tent was sliced through. Bai Feng’s face was drained. She could no longer leave Gao Ming’s side. Her life’s sustenance depended on the God of Flesh and Blood’s power. Her heartbeat was similar in frequency to Gao Ming’s.


“Are you alright?” Gao Ming untied Bai Feng, “Where is Madam Xi? Why are you the only person here?”


“Madam Xi…” Rationality returned to Bai Feng. “I don’t know. I believe Xi God handed her over to the Dream Priest in exchange for the Organ Insertion opportunity.”