Chapter 577: Unlucky and Lucky
In the ninth exhibition hall, the situation seems to have not deteriorated yet.
In other words, Hong Fu, who is located here, has not yet realized where the real crisis comes from.
"Tongguan" is almost broken into pieces.
The fire had burned the body to pieces, and only a pool of unknown ashes on the ground were still squirming.
It never gives up and keeps moving to Hongfu's position.
Hong Fu leaned his back on the door, looking at it with a smile, watching how difficult and persistent it approached him.
He could go out at any time, but he never left.
This action has many similarities with Yu Guo's temper.
However, Hong Fu's proud appearance was a big factor in affecting his emotions.
But until now, he still seems to have not noticed this.
With the advantage of winning, he never opened the door from beginning to end, as if he had made up his mind to watch the ghost retreat.
Only underwear and a pair of socks, Hong Fu still felt very hot.
He lowered his head and looked at his red skin, licked his chapped lips, and showed an ugly smile.
After the last tremor, "Tongguan" completely disappeared in front of him.
Only a strange ashes were left, making people wonder what it was.
Now that Tongguan is dead, Hong Fu should have turned around and opened the door and stepped back into the original plan.
This is what he should have when he was plotted against by the ghost.
However, Hong Fu leaned against the gate and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared after his death in "Tongguan".
Not only that, his originally frivolous eyes became unprecedentedly solemn and wise at this moment.
He took out a wooden comb from his pocket with his right hand, and landed on his head without any danger.
Sin objects, wooden combs, heal injuries at the cost of vitality.
If there was a second person here, I would be extremely shocked to think that Hong Fu was crazy.
Now there are no ghosts, why do you need to use sinful objects for no reason?
However, the scene in the entire exhibition hall changed tumblingly the next second.
Why did Hong Fu do this, and also gave the answer.
The Ninth Exhibition Hall, which was not originally surrounded by the fire, became a sea of fire after the scene changed.
The flames were like a surging sea, forming a crazy storm, destroying everything in the room, including living people.
Hong Fu's body leaning against the gate turned into a collapse.
A large amount of flames were tightly wrapped around it, and the skin was like beef on the stove, emitting blue smoke, and even accompanied by a "sizzling" sound.
However, a wooden comb was inserted above his head, and the injuries that should have been killed were being quickly recovered.
The flames are devouring life, but the sins are canceling out again, and this procedure is constantly repeating.
Hong Fu's face was shining red by the fire, and a smirk was hanging on the corner of his mouth, looking at a black shadow directly in front of him.
This time the form of the ghost is no longer imitating Tongguan, but a thick ball of black.
"I almost got deceived by you.
He is obviously a ghost with no ability, but he uses the time and place so well.
I'll give you the word "ox"."
From Hong Fu's perspective, he didn't know what this ghost had.
But pretending to be Tongguan is too low-level, and it is so clumsy when it comes to action.
As one of the ghosts in a three-star promotion mission, no matter how bad it is, it should not be so bad.
So Hong Fu naturally regarded what happened just now as a deliberate arrangement of the ghost.
According to his cognition, the most consistent thing among the ghost's abilities with the experience just now is hallucinations.
The hallucination is not accurate, and it can even be called an illusion.
This ghost made up an illusion that was more realistic than reality, creating a low-level ghost killing experience in Hongfu's brain.
The purpose is to delay time.
Hong Fu didn't realize it at first, but he gradually came back to his senses halfway through the matter and began to cooperate with the other party's performance.
Why is this ghost delaying time?
There is only one answer, it cannot kill Hongfu himself, and can only rely on the help.
Then the best way is to use the fire in the real world.
As long as Hong Fu is intoxicated by the illusion, his body in the real world will inevitably be burned to death.
So when Hong Fu died in "Tongguan", everything seemed to be over, he decisively took out the wooden comb and sin object.
Hong Fu is very smart. He is smart, so others can't see his intelligence.
Strong insight, delicate thoughts, deep cunning, decisive ability...
Hong Fu's performance is even better than Tongguan.
Although the main reason is that he was the only one who was actually attacked by a ghost.
But it is undeniable that in places where everyone cannot see, Hong Fu exposed his powerful mind.
“Is there any other buddy?
If there is only illusion, I'm leaving?"
Hong Fu's temper seems to be the same. Although he is in the fire, he will be fine for the protection of the guilty object for a while.
He was guarding the gate, and he could be safe with just one hand pulling himself.
The theory of "the king does not see the king" is still there. He believes that as long as he leaves the exhibition hall of the painting gallery, the other party will not dare to chase him out.
He just looked at the black ball, with frivolous appearance but cautious in it.
He did not move, but instead mocked him because he could not guarantee that the other party still had any ability.
Hong Fu has the advantage of ghost attacks, and he can see more key information.
But his biggest disadvantage is that he has no understanding of this ghost at all, except for illusions.
Of course, it was impossible for him to respond to the black ball of his test.
Hong Fu began to slowly put his hand on the door, and he wanted to open it.
"Bang!"
This thought flashed, and Hong Fu suddenly opened the door, and the breeze outside the door cooled down his restlessness.
He no longer hesitated and left the ninth exhibition hall.
All the physical pain disappeared, and the world in front of us was familiar with strangeness.
He entered the door from the ninth exhibition hall of the Painting Museum, but when he left, he had already arrived at the Art Art Museum on the second floor.
Empty, silent.
Hong Fu walked with difficulty, and kept falling pieces of step down his body. When he stood at the door of the second floor, he was no longer covered in inches of strands.
Quiet, so quiet, so quiet that he was the only one left in the entire museum.
A bitter smile appeared on Hong Fu's face, and then he made a strange behavior.
He turned around and ran back, pushing open the third door on the second floor with his backhand, which was a certain exhibition hall in the specimen hall.
He wants to confirm this action.
Hong Fu, is he still in the illusion now?
The answer was given to him soon.
Even though he entered the exhibition hall of the specimen hall, no ghost attacked him at all.
"Rose Crystal Butterfly" is not here.
Hong Fu breathed a sigh of relief. He took out a dagger from his pocket in frustration and pointed it at his throat, without any hesitation.
The next second he woke up again.
The scenes around him are so familiar that he is still in the ninth exhibition hall of the Painting Gallery.
The flames were about to swallow his body, and the pain was about to pull and break the nerves, and the black ball was staring at him.
"In the fantasy, the fantasy..."
Hong Fu was a little panicked and he couldn't find his way out.
How many illusions did this ghost set?
In the cycle of death over and over again, it is impossible for Hongfu to completely ensure spiritual concentration.
Once there is a slight slack of slack, he will be instantly swallowed by the fire when he returns to the real world.
The wooden comb sin object still works, and all the costs are being refreshed.
The way to verify whether you are still in the illusion is to go out and enter another door.
As a result of the cycle, as long as you are a living person, you are destined to sink.
This ghost saw through this. It can set up countless illusions and erase human will.
Hong Fu didn't say nonsense anymore, he went out again and entered.
Go out, go out, go out, go in...
Until slowly, he began to numb, his thinking stopped moving, and his hands were stiff.
Hong Fu knew that he had reached his limit, and in the illusion, he was about to lose his fighting spirit.
When he returned to the ninth exhibition hall again, he instinctively combed his hair, and the ball of black in front of him seemed to be closer to him.
This is a bad signal.
Hong Fu closed his eyes tiredly, and there was not much fear on his face except for fatigue.
A bitter smile squeezed out of his hoarse throat. He clenched his fists and said softly:
"There is no choice but to use..."
Only halfway through this sentence, his voice completely disappeared.
At the same time, a cold wind came from behind, and another particularly powerful and violent force suddenly broke in.
When Hong Fu's consciousness was drowsy, he heard a familiar voice screaming at him:
"Hongfu! Save me!!"
The force of the door being knocked open from the outside pushed Hong Fu, who was leaning against the door, out of a long way.
His eyes opened again, and the world he saw was so real.
The flames showed signs of decline as the uninvited guests broke in, but immediately returned to the turbulence.
The fire is a natural force, but the supernatural power of the ghost in the painting museum was collided with another supernatural force and even dispersed!
Hong Fu lay on the ground and did not look back to see who rushed into the ninth exhibition hall, and called for help at him.
He immediately looked up at the black ball, and it had completely disappeared in his eyes, leaving as fast as if it had never appeared.
The dead end of the painting museum is solved.
It ended in an extremely abrupt and even absurd way.
Hong Fu turned his head silently at this time. He saw a tragic death corpse, but the body became a petrified sculpture.
The appearance of this sculpture is Chen Wen.
This situation is easy to consider.
Chen Wen was obviously chased by a ghost on the other floors and fled all the way to the ninth exhibition hall.
In a panic, he broke open the door and tried to have a chance to escape.
But the moment he entered the door, the ghost killed him and gave him only the time to shout Hong Fu's name.
But it was precisely because he took another ghost to break in and forced the ghost in the ninth exhibition hall to retreat.
He forced Hong Fu out of the infinite illusion and revitalized the dead end.
After the disaster, Hong Fu had a trace of helplessness on his face.
He sighed in his heart and walked past Chen Wen's body and walked out of the ninth exhibition hall.
This time, he returned to the real world, with only a pair of underwear and a backpack containing sins.
With all means and mind useless, Hongfu's luck seems to have played a role again.
The unlucky one is Chen Wen.
Lucky one is Hongfu.
Chapter completed!