Weird Regulator

Chapter 559 The Second Ghost

How much of the noise ringing in my ears is true and how much is false.

Tongguan's pupils reflect the long dragon of fire that keeps chasing him.

When the situation deteriorated to an unprecedented degree, his heart became peaceful at the bottom of the valley.

For some reason, the figure with long hair and black clothes appeared in Tongguan's mind.

Tongguan and he were only temporary companions, and they were not on the same path after all.

But I have to admit that many times that person's approach would make things much simpler.

Tongguan raised his hand and gently took off the headset and put it back in his pocket.

Jin Xi's voice disappeared.

He looked deeply at the struggling shadow in the corner, turned around and ran without saying a word.

Hongfu's figure also disappeared.

Tongguan left everyone and all the voices behind regardless, and sprinted towards the only goal of his action this time.

When you can't tell the truth from the false, abandonment is the best choice.

At least by doing this, he will never make a mistake.

...

Tongguan's back is getting farther and farther away, and the flames are getting closer and closer.

"Hongfu"'s originally painful face became completely cold, without a trace of humanity.

He stood up quietly without making any sound.

The fingers hanging on the edge of his pants trembled slightly twice, and a drop of black ink fell to the ground.

This sound was inconspicuous under the cover of the increasingly rampant fire.

But when the drop of ink hit the ground, it began to surge rapidly, just like the three-color oil paint expanding and condensing at the beginning.

Almost in the blink of an eye, another man who was half a head taller than him condensed beside "Hongfu".

"Hongfu" turned his head and looked at the man, nodding with satisfaction.

The other man moved his stiff head and rushed straight into the wall.

But he did not feel any obstruction, and he disappeared in the seventh exhibition hall.

...

The fire in the eighth exhibition hall was even bigger than that in the seventh exhibition hall.

The billowing smoke and raging fire made Jin Xi's steps messy and his figure embarrassed.

She had just entered the hotel not long ago, and she was not good at sports.

At this moment, running alone had already cost her half her life.

However, Jin Xi's eyes were still full of hope, because her mission was almost completed, and she was less than a hundred meters away from escaping the eighth exhibition hall.

But there was one thing that always bothered her.

Since the three of them separated, there has been no sound in her headset until now.

Not only did Tongguan and Hongfu not speak, but even Fang Shenyan, Feng Jiafu, Chen Wen, Ding Wangshu and others disappeared completely.

Jin Xi knew that this situation was an ominous signal, but she had too little experience in execution and could not distinguish the source of the weirdness at all.

There were only two things she could do, first escape from the eighth exhibition hall immediately, and then keep in touch.

Jin Xi had called Tongguan and Hongfu countless times during her escape, but there was no response until she was about to leave the eighth exhibition hall.

"The matter came from me..."

Jin Xi had the same feeling as Tongguan before, that is, being abandoned by this world.

The world is just an objective existence, so the one who is actually abandoned is actually only oneself.

Jin Xi no longer expected to contact other people, and only hoped to leave the obviously haunted eighth exhibition hall as soon as possible.

The more people expect something, the less likely it will happen.

The more people fear something, the more likely it will come.

Jin Xi was only two rooms away from the exit, and she had already seen the exit from a distance.

But her peripheral vision glanced behind her, and a tall figure slowly walked out of the corner there.

The man appeared too abruptly, and grabbed her wrist at an incredibly fast speed.

Jin Xi was dragged by this sudden force and staggered, and fell down.

She looked at the man in horror until he completely walked out of the shadows, revealing a sharp and righteous face.

"Tong..."

...

If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, perhaps no one would have thought of it.

The progress of the ninth exhibition hall far exceeded the seventh and eighth exhibition halls.

The black smoke was burning to the extreme in the other rooms, and the destruction was sweeping across the entire ninth exhibition hall.

Hong Fu was already in the exit room at this moment, and behind him stood the door to leave.

No one knows how he did it, but his speed is much faster than Tongguan and Jin Xi.

But even so, Hongfu did not choose to leave this place of trouble.

He was holding his chin and studying the painting in front of him with a scrutinizing look.

This painting is a very realistic style, both the oil paint and the technique are impeccable.

The night scene of the street in the painting is also very real, and people always have a sense of familiarity when they look at it.

Hongfu spent time observing it not to appreciate and evaluate it, but he always felt that this painting was different.

When he came here for the first time, he deliberately took off the glass cover outside, so that the fire could devour it as soon as possible.

He even reached out and stuck a drop of oil paint.

But when he came to the painting this time, he couldn't find the place he had touched before?

Hongfu's memory is not good, but it's not bad.

It took only twenty minutes to come here twice, and he clearly remembered that he touched the road in the painting.

But now there is no trace of being erased on it.

"According to Mr. Fang, the ghost in the painting gallery should be "Stephanie's Smile".

So where does the weirdness of this painting come from?"

If this problem had not been discovered, the weirdness of the painting gallery could not be explained.

But when Hong Fu realized this, he had already got his answer.

He slapped his thigh and finally understood what was wrong with the painting gallery.

After guessing this, he no longer hesitated and turned around to leave the ninth exhibition hall.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a figure half a head taller than him, looking down at him.

The two were very close, and the person's particularly real breathing was close to his ears.

"Brother Tong?"

"Fuck!"

Two words, two sentences said one after another, but revealed completely opposite emotions.

When Hong Fu saw Tongguan's face suddenly appear a second ago, he was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.

But the next second, he suddenly realized that Tongguan could not appear behind him, and things were not good, so he cursed again.

Not only that, after cursing, Hongfu rolled on the spot and went through the gap between Tongguan's legs.

However, his action did not work. Just as he climbed up the door, he was grabbed by another hand by the back of his collar.

...

"Brother Tong, where are you going?"

"Why don't you come to save me?"

"You can't run away."

Tongguan was still running wildly, but he couldn't leave the room where Hongfu was.

Over and over again, Hongfu's voice was like a fly in his ear, unable to escape, making people restless.

Tongguan finally stopped running this time. The rooms connected from front to back were like a runway connected end to end, and he could never get out.

Not only that, he also found that the fire behind him had no tendency to move forward.

It was as if he was trapped in a relatively static room.

Besides him, there was only "Hongfu".

"You want to save me, but how can you get out without taking me, Brother Tong?"

Tongguan was already annoyed enough, and "Hongfu"'s smile was even more annoying. He frowned and looked at it.

"You are not "Stephanie's Smile", there are two ghosts in the painting gallery.

Fang Shenyan, I don't believe you don't know!"

Tongguan was really anxious. Every second he was trapped here, the clerk outside might be in danger.

Especially now he had great doubts about Fang Shenyan's identity.

So this time Tongguan abandoned his indecision and raised his left hand without hesitation, pointing to "Hongfu" in the corner.

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