With undead skills, I can read files infinitely

I can start all over again, but what about the other spirit removers, they only have one life, and it is really difficult to live...

But it's good, at least he has figured out the rules of the clown's attack.

Between the clown and the clock tower, Gu An chose the clown again. He was not familiar with other routes, so he put it aside for the time being.

The clown's rule should be to kill with a smiling face, and the clock tower seems to be relatively useless to Weird, but it is also a relatively incomprehensible existence, because Weird people will not judge it as dangerous, which is the biggest disadvantage for themselves.

Gu An once again chose the path of looking for the clown.

This time, when he met the clown, he wasn't lifting the red hijab.

Instead, wait patiently.

In his ears, he could even hear the clown's crazy cry before he died, as well as that morbid laughter.

The sound of laughter spread far away in the night, and in the corner of the playground, it seemed that many unknown existences were also alarmed, and various abnormal noises came from it.

After Gu An confirmed that the clown was dead, he also quietly lifted the red hijab.

What I saw was a large fountain, but what spewed out was not water, but bright red blood.

In the corners around the fountain, some unknown black shadows are being infinitely elongated, walking towards this side.

Soon, the black shadow walked into the faint light visible in the field of vision.

Those are the same clowns...

They all had the same expression on their faces, and the corners of their blunt mouth began to rise slowly after seeing Gu An again.

"Did this stab the clown's nest?"

Seeing this scene, Gu An didn't talk nonsense, and put the red hijab back on his head to avoid touching the clown's smiling face.

The rest, he can only give to his family members, what he has to do is to ensure that he will not die and survive.

His family also gave him strong feedback.

Gu An felt a cold hand hold his palm.

He looked down and saw the long red sleeves and the familiar cold touch. Obviously, it was Han Xiuxiu who was leading him forward.

Although I couldn't see the surrounding situation, I could hear countless clowns laughing in my ears. The laughter was very strange, as if they were crying or whispering.

Gu An even wanted to prick up his ears several times to hear what they were saying...

"Han Xiuxiu is going to die..."

"Ah Ming was eaten..."

"The portrait of the old man is no longer good..."

"Why don't you open them up to see them..."

"Don't open it? Oh...then you're going to die too..."

"Hahahaha……"

All kinds of voices suddenly came from my ears. These voices seemed to come from the depths of my heart and were lured out by an inexplicable existence.

Gu An could feel that all of this was fake, but he still felt sad and uncomfortable in his heart, and even wanted to lift the red hijab to see if it was true.

Suddenly, he felt his palms tighten, he regained his senses slightly, and looked down, Han Xiuxiu was holding himself hard, as if trying to convey warmth to himself, although she didn't have warmth...

Gu An silently looked at the pair of hands holding her, and the voices in his ears became weaker and weaker.

"Whoosh whoosh——"

Suddenly, the sound of a sharp weapon breaking the wind came from the back of his head. Gu An heard it very clearly, and felt that the sharp weapon was behind him. He wanted to hide, and he felt that the safest position was to lower his head, but when he lowered his head, the red The hijab will fall off...

This is another scare.

Gu An realized that those clowns were playing tricks again, he resisted the urge to dodge and continued to move forward.

He can't see, the only thing he can see is

The sound of the sharp weapon breaking the wind at the back of the head was about to touch the surface of the skin, and even when Gu An had already felt a touch of touch collide with himself, it disappeared...

"Sure enough, it was a scare, just to let myself lift the red hijab..."

"These clowns are not strong, but there are a lot of them. They have no choice but to deal with their own family members. They can only deal with themselves, but they are protected by the red hijab, so they try to get themselves to take off the red hijab."

"The reason they do this is nothing more than to stop themselves from moving forward. It seems that there are indeed important things ahead."

At this time, Gu An's mind has stabilized a lot, and he began to analyze everything he had just experienced.

However, after the sound of breaking wind in the back of his head disappeared, Gu An suddenly realized that at some point, it was not Han Xiuxiu who was holding his hand, but a pair of arms covered with corpse spots and painted with oil paint...

This color, this shape, Gu An remembers...

It's those clowns...

"When did it change? I obviously kept holding Han Xiuxiu's hand and never let go."

"No, something should have affected my eyes. They want me to let go of Han Xiuxiu's hand and get out of the protection, so that they have a chance to attack me..."

Thinking about it, Gu An not only didn't let go, but squeezed her hands even tighter.

It's just that the hand feels a bit weird, and it really doesn't have Han Xiuxiu's cold touch, as if it's a clown's hand that's being pinched.

"Husband..."

Suddenly, there were shouts and a tickling blowing sound.

Gu An was very familiar with this voice, it was Han Xiuxiu's voice, calling himself over and over again, and the voice became more and more urgent.

"Husband, let go of it, let go of it quickly, it's fake..."

Han Xiuxiu's voice kept reminding her, and she even wanted to rush up to help him shake off that hand.

The voice became more and more urgent, giving Gu An the feeling that if he didn't let go, he would die on the spot.

However, he would not be fooled by a certain person.

Moreover, he discovered the most crucial point, and easily saw through that the voice was not from Han Xiuxiu.

"Stop pretending, you're not Han Xiuxiu..."

Gu An lowered his head, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his tone was somewhat mocking.