Chapter 563 The Unlucky One and the Lucky One

In the ninth exhibition hall, the situation did not seem to have deteriorated.

Or rather, Hongfu, who was here, had not yet realized where the real crisis came from.

"Tongguan" was about to be broken into pieces.

The fire had burned the body to ashes, leaving only a pool of unknown ashes on the ground, still wriggling.

It did not give up and kept migrating to Hongfu's position.

Hongfu leaned against the gate, looking at it with a smile, watching how it approached him with difficulty and persistence.

He could have left at any time, but he never left.

This action had a lot in common with Yu Guo's temper.

However, Hongfu's smug look was largely affected by his emotions.

But until now, he seemed 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.

With only underwear and a pair of socks, Hongfu still felt very hot.

He lowered his head to look at his red skin, licked his cracked lips, and showed an ugly smile.

After the last tremor, "Tongguan" completely disappeared in front of him.

Only a strange mass of ashes remained, making people wonder what it was.

Now that "Tongguan" is dead, Hongfu should turn around and open the door and re-enter the original plan.

This is the performance he should have after being calculated by the ghost.

However, Hongfu leaned against the door, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared after "Tongguan" died.

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 it fell on his head when there was no danger.

The sin object, the wooden comb, healed the injury at the cost of vitality.

If there was a second person present here, he would be extremely shocked and think that Hongfu had lost his mind.

Now there is no ghost, why use the sin object for no reason.

But, the next second, the scene in the entire exhibition hall suddenly changed.

Why Hongfu did this also gave an answer.

The Ninth Exhibition Hall, which was not surrounded by fire, became a sea of ​​fire after the scene changed.

The flames were like a raging sea, forming a crazy storm, destroying everything in the room, including the living.

Hongfu's body, which was leaning against the door, collapsed.

A large amount of flames were tightly wrapped around his body, and his skin was like beef on a stove, emitting green smoke and even accompanied by a "sizzling" sound.

However, a wooden comb was inserted on his head at this time, and the injuries that should have been fatal were being repaired quickly.

The flames were devouring life, but the sins were offset again, and this process was repeated.

Hongfu's face was illuminated red by the fire, and he looked at a black shadow in front of him with a miserable smile on his lips.

This time, the ghost's form was no longer imitating Tongguan, but a thick black.

"I was almost fooled by you.

It's obviously a ghost with no ability, but it makes good use of the time and place.

I give you the word 'awesome'."

From Hongfu's perspective, he didn't know what the ghost was capable of.

But it was too low-level to disguise as Tongguan, and it was so clumsy when it took action.

As one of the ghosts in a three-star promotion task, it shouldn't be this bad.

So Hongfu naturally regarded what happened just now as a deliberate arrangement by the ghost.

According to his cognition, the ability of the ghost that best matches the experience just now is illusion.

Illusion is not accurate, it can even be called an illusion.

This ghost made up an illusion that is more real than reality, creating an experience of a low-level ghost killing in Hongfu's brain.

The purpose is to delay time.

Hongfu didn't see it at first, but halfway through, he gradually came to his senses and began to cooperate with the other party's performance.

Why did this ghost delay time?

There is only one answer, it can't kill Hongfu personally, it can only use it.

Then the best way is to use the fire in the real world.

As long as Hongfu is intoxicated in the illusion, his body in the real world will inevitably be burned to death.

So when Hongfu died in "Tongguan" and everything seemed to be over, he decisively took out the wooden comb.

Hongfu is very smart, and he is smart because others can't see his intelligence.

Strong insight, delicate mind, deep scheming, decisive ability...

Hongfu's performance is even better than Tongguan.

Although the main reason is that he was the only one who was really attacked by the ghost.

But it is undeniable that Hongfu exposed his powerful mind in a place where no one can see.

"Anything else, buddy?

If it's just an illusion, I'm going to leave, right?"

Hongfu's temper seems to be the same. Although he is in the fire, he will be fine for a while with the protection of the sin.

He is guarding the door, and he can be safe as long as he pulls his hand.

The theory of "kings do not meet kings" 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 mass, frivolous on the surface but cautious.

He didn't move, but mocked because he didn't dare to guarantee what the other party was capable of.

Hongfu had the advantage of being attacked by ghosts, so he could see more key information.

But his biggest disadvantage was that he had no idea about this ghost, except for the illusion.

Of course, the black mass would never respond to his attempt.

Hongfu began to slowly put his hand on the door, and he wanted to open it.

"Bang!"

This thought flashed through his mind, and Hongfu suddenly opened the door. The breeze outside the door cooled his restlessness.

He no longer hesitated, and rolled out of the ninth exhibition hall.

All the physical pain disappeared, and the world in front of him was familiar yet strange.

He entered the ninth exhibition hall of the painting museum, but when he left, he had already arrived at the art and craft museum on the second floor.

Empty, silent.

Hongfu walked with difficulty, and fragments of steps kept falling from his body. When he stood at the door of the second floor, he was already naked.

Quiet, too quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if he was the only one left in the entire museum.

Slowly, a bitter smile appeared on Hongfu's face, and then he made a strange move.

He turned around and ran back, pushing open the third door on the second floor with his backhand. This was a hall in the specimen museum.

This action, he wanted to prove one thing.

Hongfu, are you still in the illusion now?

The answer was given to him soon.

Even though he entered the exhibition hall of the specimen museum, there was no ghost attacking him at all.

"Rose Crystal Eye Butterfly" was not there.

Hongfu breathed a sigh of relief, and he took out a dagger from his pocket in frustration, pointed it at his throat, and stabbed it without hesitation.

The next second after death, he woke up again.

The scene around him was so familiar, he was still in the ninth exhibition hall of the painting museum.

The flames were about to devour his body, and the pain all over his body was about to tear his nerves apart, and the black mass was staring at him.

"Illusion within illusion within illusion..."

Hongfu was a little flustered, he couldn't find a way out.

How many illusions did this ghost set up?

In the repeated death cycle, Hongfu couldn't completely ensure his mental concentration.

Once there was a slight slack, he would be instantly engulfed by the fire when he returned to the real world.

The wooden comb sin object still worked, and all the costs were being refreshed.

The way to verify whether you are still in the illusion is to go out and enter another door.

In the cycle, as long as you are alive, you are doomed to perish.

This ghost saw through this point, and it can set up countless illusions to wear out the will of the living.

Hong Fu didn't say any more nonsense, he went out and entered the door again.

Go out, enter, go out, enter...

Until slowly, he began to numb, his mind stopped working, and his hands were stiff.

Hong Fu knew that he had reached his limit and was about to lose his fighting spirit in the illusion.

When he returned to the ninth exhibition hall again, he combed his hair instinctively, and the black mass 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 whispered:

"There is no other way, I can only use..."

He only said half of this sentence, and his voice disappeared completely.

At the same time, a cool breeze blew from behind, and another extremely powerful and violent force suddenly broke in.

When Hongfu was conscious, he heard a familiar voice screaming at him:

"Hongfu! Save me!!"

The force of the door being knocked open from the outside pushed Hongfu, who was leaning against the door, far away.

His eyes opened again, and the world he saw was so real.

The flames showed signs of fading with the intrusion of the uninvited guests, but they immediately resumed their surging.

The fire was a natural force, but the supernatural power of the ghosts in the painting gallery was collided with another supernatural force, and even dispersed!

Hongfu lay on the ground without looking back to see who rushed into the ninth exhibition hall and called for help.

He immediately looked up at the black mass, and it had completely disappeared in his sight, and the speed of leaving was as fast as if it had never appeared.

The deadlock in the painting gallery was solved.

It ended in an extremely abrupt and even absurd way.

Hongfu turned his head silently at this time, and he saw a tragically dead body, but the body became a petrified sculpture.

The sculpture looks like Chen Wen.

This situation is easy to speculate.

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.

However, the moment he just entered the door, the ghost killed him, leaving him only time to shout Hongfu's name.

But it was also because he broke in with another ghost that the ghosts in the ninth exhibition hall were forced to retreat.

He forcibly pulled Hongfu out of the infinite illusion and revived the dead end.

After surviving the disaster, Hongfu had a trace of helplessness on his face.

He sighed in his heart and walked over 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.

When all means and brains were useless, Hongfu's luck seemed to work again.

The unlucky one was Chen Wen.

The lucky one was Hongfu.

And Hongfu's luck will naturally bring it to Tongguan and Jinxi, and play an important role as a turning point in this mission.