Chapter 346 "Let's Go, Mo"

The white hand bones had turned charcoal black, and because of the high temperature, they had completely merged with the white candle.

Tongguan's left hand had become a candlestick with a supernatural candle, and it could not be separated.

He was the only one left in the 1012 dormitory, along with a ghost and four corpses.

The ghost, once called Xiaolan, threw the female corpse, one of the four corpses in his hand, at the first moment.

Tongguan's internal organs were burning at this moment, and in a moment or two, he would be completely turned into ashes.

The supernatural power of this white candle was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

"This is definitely not an ordinary sin object!"

In fact, when Tongguan's hand bones merged with the white candle, the information of the sin object had already emerged in his heart.

But the unstoppable pain had made it impossible for him to distract himself to read, and he only knew that he had guessed wrong.

The master ghost who left this candle did not care about the ownership of the candle, or even the ending of the game.

It would not come, leaving Tongguan alone to face the ghost.

"Bang!"

The corpse flew over, and Tongguan had no room to hide, and was hit hard.

Tongguan clutched the white wax that could not be separated, and flew backwards with the chair under him.

At the moment of falling to the ground, he saw the blood-stained and hideous female ghost teleporting over.

The five fingers on his hand were as thin as knives, becoming a deadly hook, and the target was Tongguan's exposed throat.

The left hand had turned into a candlestick, completely useless...

Tongguan knew that if he didn't spend more money, he would really die here today. In a hurry, he didn't care about the consequences and stretched out his right hand towards the candle.

In fact, when he knew that the master ghost would not come, another rebirth path had been triggered.

As a tool for integrating the three worlds, as long as it was extinguished, it would be enough to send Xiaolan back to the script world.

Compared to Tongguan's original plan, the master ghost would hold Xiaolan, and he would take the white candle and escape unscathed.

The current way of life is really a bad strategy.

But as of today, there is no way out.

Tongguan had no chance to adjust his posture. He was still lying on the ground, and his intact right hand joined the extremely intense work of subduing the criminals.

The right hand was in a very similar situation to the left hand. The candle flame of the white wax seemed weak, but it was actually extremely powerful.

At the first encounter, the skin of the right hand had been scorched and cracked, but fortunately, the action of the left hand weakened some of the power, so that the right hand did not suffer such terrible injuries when it first joined.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The moment the right hand touched the white wax, it joined forces with the hand bones of the left hand to push the candle, which was about to burn out but could still last for about ten seconds, in two opposite directions.

The wax mud fell off one after another, and the original white candle was almost a bare stick, but it still insisted on not extinguishing.

Tongguan felt that the skin on his neck had cracked.

The ghost hand that was only a few centimeters away from his neck, and the powerful force had already torn his skin before it came into contact.

The severe pain in the right hand, the edge of life and death, and the powerless struggle made Tongguan burst out the last bit of remaining strength.

The left and right hands exerted force at the same time, and a hint of burnt smell and a puff of smoke appeared in the air.

"Crack!"

The white candle that had been burning for more than an hour finally went out completely at this moment, breaking into two pieces but growing in the palm of Tongguan's hand.

The nails of the deadly ghost had already pierced into Tongguan's flesh, but they turned into ashes the moment the flames disappeared.

Tongguan fell to the ground powerlessly, and there was no part of his internal organs that was not in pain, but he no longer had the previous sense of death.

The candle went out, and the ghost was sent back to the non-existent script world.

Tongguan lay quietly on the ground, really without the strength to get up, he looked at the white candle in his hand and his hands.

The left hand was already useless, separated from the white wax at this moment, like a piece of black charcoal, and even the skeleton was burned out.

The right hand was like it had been burned by a fierce fire. Although it was not lost, it was basically unusable.

Tongguan felt a severe headache. In order to get such a sinful object, he lost both hands, and the price was too huge.

Until...

The white candle that was split into two halves silently recovered in his palm, and the burnt wax mud returned.

The complete white candle, as it was at the beginning, stood in front of Tongguan.

He finally had time to read the sin information of this white wax, and the lengthy and clear sin effect, and the extremely terrible cost of using it.

It almost made him forget that he was seriously injured at the moment, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Impossible!

How could this sin... be a two-star task sin!

Even if it was a store manager dispute, there would not be such a strong sin.

This is not just a sin with two-way functions of time and space...

It even dominates time and space!"

...

At the same time, at the gate of Shanming University of Finance and Economics late at night, a middle-aged woman was sitting on a small bench in the guard room.

The woman was slightly bloated, with a fat and yellow face, a red cotton jacket, and a dark green scarf. Her dressing style was like a country woman.

Sitting on a small stool, she was cracking melon seeds. The flesh on her face and the hemorrhoids under her mouth trembled as she spat out the melon seed shells.

She quietly watched the men coming towards her and passing by her.

Strangely, the men did not see her, and one of the sturdy men even stepped on her toes.

But the middle-aged woman seemed to be non-existent in their world, and no one noticed.

"Fuck your uncle, you dead boy has eyes on your butt, you are dead!"

The woman's voice was very sharp, as harsh as a sharp stone scraping glass, and her words were extremely vulgar.

And at this moment, a line of words appeared out of thin air on the stone brick in front of her.

"You violated our agreement!"

It is not difficult to guess who the line of words came from.

Because the way it appeared was exactly the same as when it had a conversation with the gray soul of Ji Li.

The woman spit out the melon seed shells in her mouth without any concern, and said lightly:

"According to the original rules, I did not participate in Ji Li's affairs."

"Your participation in Tongguan affairs is also not allowed, he is involved in the truth of fifty years ago.

You gave him the white candle, which is equivalent to changing the direction of things and making the chess game unbalanced."

The difference is that the last time it communicated with the gray soul, it did not say so much.

The woman looked at a figure in the B-2 building from a distance, and said with a slightly disappointed tone:

"This chess game is between you and Ji Li. You have been playing for fifty years. This is the last move.

The agreement between you and me is to make Ji Li a sacrifice, so nothing on the chessboard has changed.

I just want to make this time more exciting. After all, Tongguan and I are from the same place, and I have reserved him."

There are no more words on the floor tiles, and that existence seems to have acquiesced.

The middle-aged woman with a ferocious face brushed off the melon seed shells on her body and stood up from the small bench.

Turning around and getting on a shabby bus, she patted the driver on the shoulder.

"Let's come to see your old friend again at the end of the game.

Let's go, Mo."