Weird Regulator

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

He didn't listen carefully to what Tongguan was shouting. He picked up the dazed Ding Wangshu and turned around and ran away.

The horror of the broken-winged angel was second only to Stephanie's smile in his heart.

Whether through Fang Shenyan's or Ding Wangshu's description, this free-spirited hunting ghost from the Sculpture Museum has the means to kill people without any solution.

Chen Wen's death situation was lingering in his mind. He died so unexpectedly that if no one came to rescue him, he could have killed him one-on-one.

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

Where to run?

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

He didn't know which of the two ghosts was stronger or weaker, but he knew in his heart that no matter what, living people like them should not stay in the porcelain museum.

Enter the seventh exhibition hall where you came from!

Even though Tongguan was carrying Jin Xi on his back, he was still very fast and had already run ahead of Hong Fu when he spoke.

Hong Fu cursed Tongguan again and ran to the phantom ghost in the painting gallery. Wouldn't he make the same mistake again?

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

Because the identity of the phantom ghost was clearly on Hong Fu's side, there was no way for Hong Fu to survive, it was just a matter of luck.

In other words, Tongguan didn't even see the real ghost, and it was even less likely that he knew how to survive.

Tongguan seemed to see Hong Fu's inner struggle with a casual glance, and explained with one word:

Although I don't know how to survive, I have found a way to restrain it, don't worry.

When Hong Fu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. His negative comments about Tongguan were wiped away, and he gave a thumbs up and praised:

As expected of Brother Tong, I know you are awesome!

As he spoke, the situation behind him had changed dramatically.

The lotus leaves covering the entire porcelain museum began to turn from blue-red to gray.

The light sources in the exhibition hall began to become chaotic and changing, like the uncomfortable lighting in a cabaret.

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

The porcelain museum is already in chaos. The broken-winged angel has fought with the lotus leaf. It seems that the broken-winged angel has the upper hand.

Tongguan did not turn around. He was the first to approach the ninth exhibition hall and pushed open the door.

The strong smell of burning rushed into his nostrils, and he almost choked to tears, but he still bit the bullet and got in.

Hong Fu and Ding Wangshu followed closely behind, and now the four of them were completely free from the pursuit of the lotus leaf ghost and the broken-wing angel.

…

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

What the hell did you do to this place?

Hong Fu was almost suffering from PTSD from the phantom ghost in the painting gallery. He grabbed Ding Wangshu's arm and made her walk around, warning:

We must stand together and never leave each other. Even if we are pulled into an illusion, we must make sure that the reality around us is real.

Ding Wangshu didn't know anything about the twenty-minute plan, let alone the ghost situation in the painting gallery, so he asked blankly:

Isn't the ghost in the painting gallery Stephanie's Smile?

After Hong Fu briefly explained it with a headache, he looked at Tongguan aside.

He found that Tongguan seemed particularly relaxed. He was walking around the room looking around, and even put Jin Xi on the ground.

Brother Tong, how on earth can you restrain that ghost?

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

But after hearing this, Tongguan turned his head, looked at him, waved his hand and said with a smile:

It's nothing special to say, I have two sinful objects now.

One is the white candle and the other is the space chart.

When I was trapped in the illusion, I tried to use the space map, but the main body was not with me, so it was invalid.

At the brink of despair, I was forced to decide to use white candles.

But when I tried to use the sinful object, I was automatically stripped out of the illusion and returned to the real world.

Tongguan said it easily, but Hong Fu was stunned for a moment.

These words were definitely not as simple as they seemed, but announced an incredible piece of information.

Phantom ghost, afraid of white candles?

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

What is the root cause?

There is only one answer. Phantom Ghost does not want Tongguan to go back to the past...

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

But even for such an ultra-low probability event, as a ghost, it wouldn't dare to gamble!

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

Why is this happening?

Tongguan took a few deep breaths. The running away just now made him a little exhausted, and then he replied in a deep voice:

“The ghost in the painting gallery most likely appeared not long ago, no more than two hours ago at the earliest.

That is our 23 o'clock in the evening.

Because if I wanted to re-walk the timeline to change something, I would definitely choose that time point.

The small probability event it is worried about is also likely to occur at 23 o'clock.

In other words, if we use the phantom ghost to reverse this mission, we will get a magical conclusion.

Tongguan took a deep breath, looked down at his watch, paused for a moment and then said:

Perhaps all the ghosts in the World Heritage Museum did not exist, but they appeared when the 'skin paintings' arrived!

The skin painting is the cause, and all the ghosts are the effect.

Because the skin appeared, the museum was haunted.

This conclusion came suddenly but was particularly surprising.

However, there is a high possibility. After all, as a famous attraction, there should not be so many ghosts.

And it can perfectly explain the strange phenomenon of the phantom ghost being afraid of a sinful object.

Hong Fu grinned so much that he couldn't close his mouth. He walked around the room confidently and boldly, muttering as he walked:

Good guy, Brother Tong, you are really lucky.

Such an accidental collision also allowed you to obtain important information.

After sighing for a moment, he turned his head to look at Jin Xi's position.

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

What is shocking is that there are large wounds of skin and flesh on the knees of both legs.

Hong Fu frowned and cast a questioning look.

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

“When he was trying to escape, he was hit by a long piece of burning wood, and the steel nails on it made a big gash.

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

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

Hong Fu looked casual and carefree, but he was very attentive, and he immediately understood the reason.

Tongguan was the first to escape from the hands of the phantom ghost, but instead of saving Hong Fu, he went to save Jin Xi.

Hong Fu is in the Art and Crafts Hall on the second floor, and Jin Xi is in the Painting Hall on the third floor.

If Tongguan escaped from the porcelain museum, he should have reached his location first.

But he didn't ask about this, so as to save everyone from being embarrassed.

He understood the reason, and so did everyone.

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

At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

Hong Fu withdrew his gaze from Jin Xi, looked at Tongguan without any impurity, and asked with a smile:

Brother Tong, have you decided what to do next?