When Hong Fu saw the phantom of the broken wings, his scalp immediately became numb.

He didn't listen carefully to anything that Tongguan shouted. He pulled Ding Wangshu, who was in a daze, turned around and ran away.

The terror of the angel in his heart was second only to Stefanie's smile.

Whether through Fang Shenyan or Ding Wangshu's description, this free hunting ghosts from the sculpture museum has the means to approach without any means of killing people.

Chen Wen's death was hovering in his mind. He died so unexpectedly that if no one rescued him, he could complete the instant kill.

At this moment, Hong Fu had already cursed the eighteen generations of ancestors in Tongguan in his heart.

"Where to run?"

The angel of the broken wings is indeed fierce, and the lotus leaf ghost is not a soft persimmon.

He didn't know which one of the two ghosts was stronger, but he knew in his heart that no matter what, they shouldn't stay in the porcelain hall.

"Enter the seventh exhibition hall when you came!"

Even though Tongguan was carrying Jin Xi on his back, he was very fast and had already run in front of Hong Fu when he was speaking.

Hong Fu scolded Tongguan again and ran to the illusion ghost in the painting museum. Wouldn't he repeat the same mistake?

Although Tongguan appears outside, it does not mean that he has really found a way out.

Because the illusion's original body is clearly on Hongfu's side, Hongfu's escape has no way to survive, it is just a lucky luck.

In other words, if he hadn't even seen a real ghost in Tongguan, it would be even more impossible for him to know the way out.

Tongguan glanced casually and seemed to see Hong Fu's inner struggle, and explained with a more sarcastic sentence:

"Although I don't know the way to survive, I have found a way to restrict it, don't worry."

When Hong Fu heard this, his eyes lit up. His negative comments on Tongguan just now were wiped out, and he gave a thumbs up and praised:

"I deserve to be Brother Tong, I know you are awesome!"

When I spoke, the situation behind me had changed drastically.

The lotus leaves that covered the entire porcelain hall began to turn from blue-red to grayish-white.

The light sources in the exhibition hall began to become chaotic and turbulent, like the uncomfortable lights in the karaoke hall.

Jin Xi had been observing the battle situation behind and said softly:

"The porcelain hall is already in chaos. The angel of Folding Wings fights with the lotus leaf. It seems that the angel of Folding Wings has the upper hand."

Tongguan did not turn his head, and he first approached the ninth exhibition hall and pushed open the door.

The strong smell of burning rushed into his nose, and he almost choked and shed tears, but he still clenched in.

Hong Fu and Ding Wangshu also followed closely, and the four of them completely left the pursuit of the lotus leaf ghost and the winged angel.

...

Ding Wangshu didn't know the situation. As soon as he entered the door, he covered his mouth and nose, looked at the place in surprise and asked:

"What the hell have you done to this place?"

Hong Fu was about to have PTSD for the illusion in the painting gallery. He grabbed Ding Wangshu's arm and placed her around, warning:

"We must stand together and stay away from each other, and even if we are pulled into the illusion, we must make sure that we are real."

Ding Wangshu was completely unaware of the twenty-minute plan, and even less understood the situation of the ghosts in the painting museum, and asked in a daze:

"Isn't the ghost of the Painting Gallery "Stefanie's Smile?"

After explaining it briefly with a headache, Hong Fu looked at Tongguan beside him.

He found that Tongguan seemed to be particularly relaxed, and was wandering around the room and looking around, even putting Jin Xi on the ground.

"Brother Tong, how do you restrict that ghost?"

Tongguan's confidence made Hong Fu very uneasy. He even doubted whether the Tongguan he saw now was real.

However, after hearing this, Tongguan turned his head, looked at him and waved his hand and smiled:

“It’s nothing special, I have two sins now.

One is the white candle, and the other is the space map.

When I was trapped in an illusion, I tried to use the space diagram, but the ontology is not in my place so it is invalid.

On the verge of hopelessness, I was forced to use white candles.

But when I try to use this sin object, I will automatically be stripped of the illusion and return to the real world."

Tongguan said it easily, but Hong Fu was stunned when he heard it.

These words are definitely not as simple as they appear, but rather announces an incredible piece of information.

An illusion, afraid of white candles and sinful objects?

It is absolutely impossible for a ghost to be afraid of sinful things, but it does happen.

What is the root cause?

There is only one answer, the illusion doesn't want Tongguan to go back to the past...

The weakness of the illusion is in a certain timeline in the past, although Tongguan has no idea which timeline it is.

But even with such an ultra-low probability event, it dares not bet on a ghost!

Hong Fu looked at Tongguan in surprise, took two steps forward excitedly, and asked knowingly:

"Why is this happening?"

Tongguan took a few breaths of heavy breaths. The escape just now made him feel a little exhausted, and then replied in a deep voice:

"This ghost in the Painting Museum is likely to have appeared shortly after it, and it will not be more than two hours ago at the earliest.

That is, we are 23 o'clock in the evening.

Because if I want to retrace the timeline and change something, I will definitely choose that time point.

The low-probability event it is worried about is also likely to happen at 23 o'clock.

In other words, if we reverse this task through the illusion, we will get a magical conclusion.”

Tongguan took a deep breath, looked down at his watch, paused for a moment before saying:

"Perhaps all the ghosts in the World Trail Museum did not exist, but they only appeared when the 'Skin Paintings' arrived!"

The skin sac is the cause, and all ghosts are the result.

Because the skin appeared, the museum was haunted.

This conclusion came suddenly but was particularly surprising.

However, there are quite high possibilities. After all, as a famous attraction, there should not be so many ghosts.

It can also perfectly explain the strange phenomenon that the illusion is afraid of a sinful object.

Hong Fu couldn't even close his mouth. He walked around the room with confidence and boldness, muttering as he walked:

"Good guy, Brother Tong, you are really lucky.

You can get a lot of information by chance."

After a moment of emotion, he looked at Jin Xi's position.

Jin Xi's clothes were severely damaged at this time, and his lower body was covered by a shirt, revealing his two swollen legs.

What is shocking is that there is a large wound of flesh turning out on the knees of both legs.

Hong Fu frowned and cast a questioning look.

Jin Xi smiled pale, and her chapped lips opened and said:

"When I wanted to escape, I was hit by a long burning piece of wood, and the steel nails on it cut a big hole.

If Brother Tong hadn't arrived in time, I would have been killed by the illusion."

She looked unnatural when she said this, as if she was reluctant to face Hong Fu.

Hong Fu was casual and carefree on the surface, but he was as careful as he could see, and he immediately understood the reason.

Tongguan first escaped from the illusion ghost, but instead went to save Hong Fu, he went to save Jin Xi.

Hong Fu is located in the Art Art Museum on the second floor, while Jin Xi is the Painting Museum on the third floor.

If Tongguan escaped from the porcelain hall, he should have arrived at his location first.

However, he did not ask about this, so that it would save everyone from being embarrassed.

He understood the truth, and everyone understood it.

Jin Xi is indeed more reliable and valuable than Hong Fu.

At least this is the case on the surface.

Hong Fu took his gaze from Jin Xi's body, looked at Tongguan without any impurities, and asked with a smile:
Chapter completed!