Chapter 580 Wrong From the Beginning

In an instant, Tongguan's body and thoughts were turbulent.

Human will, the breath of sinful objects, and supernatural power, all three parties used this fragile human body as a concentrated battlefield, and began a chaotic and fierce tug-of-war.

After the space map evil object is activated, the powerful power with special rules is like a vacuum cleaner with powerful suction.

When aiming at Tongguan's body, he ignored his original thoughts and sucked crazily at the broken-winged angel ghost that was about to be assimilated into his body.

Almost at the same time, Tongguan immediately regained control of his body.

But at the same time, his left hand began to crush rapidly from the five fingers, spreading upward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tongguan's body was already battered and bruised, and the heavy costs and injuries seemed to squeeze the limit that a living person could bear.

In this extreme torture, he rolled his body, crawling and running towards the outside world.

With every step he took, a large amount of blood would spurt out from his mouth.

The air in his lungs was like hot flames, burning his internal organs.

The panic of blindness, the crushing of the palms, and the overload of the body made Tongguan anxious and anxious.

The bereaved dog ran away, but still had to stick to the final deadline.

It will take about half a minute for the entire arm to be disabled.

Tongguan must find the fixed exhibition hall of the painting museum within this half minute and release the broken-winged angel.

This is Tongguan’s last trump card.

Space Map has the ability to temporarily restrict ghosts. When the end of the road is reached, he must forcibly take the ghosts to the fixed exhibition hall.

As long as the six fixed exhibition halls are dismantled, the hollow location where the "skin bag" is located will automatically open.

Now, only the last one is left, the Painting Gallery.

half a minute...

Tongguan vomited blood and went straight to the painting gallery with a growl in pain.

When he used his body to smash open the entrance door, he rolled uncontrollably on the ground several times before stopping.

At this moment, his brain was filled with the roaring sound of the violent storm, which was an auditory hallucination after reaching the limit.

The shattering of the left arm was about halfway through, and the sound of shattering bones was as shocking as lightning and thunder in a heavy rain.

Apart from that, he could see and hear nothing.

In this special location, Tongguan can remember every route even without eyes.

Jin Xi did not find a fixed exhibition hall in the painting museum until his death, but Tongguan was extremely determined and determined at this moment.

He struggled to get up from the ground and stumbled straight to the eighth exhibition hall on his hands and feet!

"boom……"

His shoulder collided head-on with the door, and the scratch was nothing.

The smell of coke and burning is so clear that being in it makes one feel a numbness that is rotten to the core.

Tongguan fell heavily to the ground, his right hand covering the wound that was about to spread to his shoulder, his face full of sadness.

"Brother Tong, we meet again."

In this strangely quiet atmosphere, he heard a familiar tone speaking familiar words.

"Hongfu" is waiting for him here.

The real ghost in the painting museum is this phantom ghost. It is also the only ghost in the entire museum besides the free hunting ghost.

"Hong Fu" stood on the ruins, looking down at Tongguan on the ground with a compassionate and human look.

"You have destroyed five of the six fixed exhibition halls. I shouldn't be able to persuade you to look back, right?"

It still talks some disturbing nonsense, but it also seems to have some alternative content.

The Phantom Ghost is a particularly strange ghost.

It never kills cruelly with blood on its hands. It always uses a human-like approach to lure people into the trap step by step.

Use some mysterious methods that ordinary people can't imagine to achieve the purpose of killing.

Tongguan ignored it. Now that the price had entered its final stage, he had weakened eighteen percent of the broken-winged angel's power.

It also indicates that he can seal it for up to ten seconds.

The Phantom Ghost is here now, but he has not released the Broken-Winged Angel.

The reason is that the eighth exhibition hall is not the last fixed exhibition hall.

"Hong Fu" looked at Tongguan rolling over on the ground, as if trying to get up, and asked coldly:

"I'm here, it's here too, why don't you let it go and end everything?"

Tongguan didn't speak. He slowly climbed up from the ground. After shaking on the spot a few times, he walked straight into the depths of the ruins.

Passing through one sub-exhibition hall after another that was burned to ruins by fire, all the way inward.

"Hong Fu" followed his footsteps, tilted his head and asked:

"Where are you going? This is the eighth exhibition hall. What's the difference if you go further in?"

"12, 13, 14..."

Tongguan silently counted his steps in his heart. He suddenly stopped when he took the twenty-third step and pointed his blind eyes at the corner of the room.

This location was the room where he once rescued Jin Xi.

From the surface, there is nothing different about this place. It is just an ordinary sub-exhibition hall.

However, if you look carefully, you can find that there is an anomaly in the southwest corner of the room that is extremely difficult to identify.

The southwest front wall was completely burned black, and the rolled-up wall skin revealed the original color of the wall.

And just on this wall, there is a rectangular shadow.

The size and position were as if something had been hanging there but had been removed.

Even in order to cover up the traces of its existence, it was covered with new wallpaper.

If it weren't for the fire set by Jin Xi that cracked the wall, this trace would not have been discovered at all.

When Tongguan came here, he realized this, and he also discovered a strange thing.

That is, there is no burned artwork in this room.

In other words, there was a painting hanging on the southwest wall of this room, but it disappeared.

Not only that, when Tongguan was wandering around the painting gallery, he also found that the space of the entire eighth exhibition hall was about half smaller than that of the other exhibition halls of the same type.

This is why Jin Xi set the fire faster than him.

Combined with the situation when Jin Xi was attacked by the phantom ghost for the first time, the other party wanted to drag her towards this wall.

So, Tongguan had a very bold idea...

In the eighth exhibition hall, there is another mysterious exhibition hall.

This mysterious exhibition hall cannot be seen by living people, only ghosts can find it.

At the same time, it does not participate in space movement, which is why Jin Xi could not find the last fixed exhibition hall anyway.

The ghost in this exhibition hall should have been "Stephanie's Smile" at first.

But this ghost ran away because of Fang Shenyan after the mission began.

Then, the phantom ghost occupied this exhibition hall and hid his body here.

This is why the fire burned everything but the phantom ghost's body could not be found.

This guess sounds shocking, and even many places are subjective inferences.

In addition to the basic clues, most of the conclusions were deduced by Tongguan himself.

But now, he has no chance to try and fail, and he must believe.

He even has a hope that if this mysterious exhibition hall is where the "skin" is hidden, then everything will be much easier.

With this idea in mind, Tongguan finally released the broken-winged angel when the price could not be borne.

At this moment, his entire left arm has turned into powder, and the ghost with one-fifth of its power is still powerful.

As soon as it appeared, it immediately reappeared as a huge black shadow, half overlapping with Tongguan's body.

However, due to the presence of the phantom ghost, it did not immediately snatch Tongguan's body, but was only half-assimilated and half-exposed.

Taking advantage of this strange state, Tongguan no longer hesitated and rushed straight to the southwest wall with his eyes closed.

There was no intense collision, no hard wall blocking.

When Tongguan touched the wall, it seemed as if he was passing through some strange barrier, and entered another mysterious place in that membrane.

Gentle warm wind blew on his body, and a trace of relief emerged on Tongguan's face.

He succeeded.

This gamble that was full of conjecture and almost no evidence, he won.

The sixth fixed exhibition hall, the most mysterious exhibition hall in the entire museum, was once the exhibition hall of "Stephanie's Smile", and was found by Tongguan.

If he had eyesight now, he could see that there were three paintings in this room of dozens of square meters.

These three paintings were arranged in a row, connected to each other, like a whole.

It was the body of the phantom ghost.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

"Hongfu" followed Tongguan into the mysterious exhibition hall. When Tongguan found the real way out, it clapped its hands strangely.

It was not afraid of the angel ghost with broken wings beside it, and the two sides even kept to themselves.

The free hunting ghost did not attack it in the fixed exhibition hall.

"Hongfu" clapped his hands while looking at the blind Tongguan, shook his head and smiled:

"You are worthy of being Brother Tong, you really found a way out.

But it's a pity that you went the wrong way from the beginning.

Reflect on it again...

Reflect on when you were in my illusion again?"

The smile on "Hongfu"'s face disappeared immediately, replaced by the bloodthirstiness and horror that a ghost should have.

A large amount of black pigment suddenly emerged from the pores of the human skin on his body, washing away the signs of the living, tearing off the poor disguise, and mocking:

"You have time now, a lot of time..."