Chapter 984: The Second Clay Sculpture

The reason why Chen Ge could think of this was because of Fang Yu. As Fang Yu grew older, his memory became worse and worse.

"The ability of the monster itself should be related to memory. With the help of the shrine and the curse, he has obtained some kind of strengthening." Chen Ge discovered the crux of the problem: "All the curses in the room are rushing to the red high heels. Obviously, he knows that he The ability of the red high-heeled shoes is very weak. Then why is the red high-heeled shoes immune to his ability? Could it be that his ability itself is a curse?"

No matter what the reason was, Chen Ge knew that he couldn't drag it any longer.

The opponent tried everything to protect the shrine, so if Chen Ge wanted to break the situation, he had to target the shrine.

"Xu Yin! Get the shrine off that guy!"

Hearing Chen Ge's voice, the pain in Xu Yin's eyes became more obvious. He forced himself to grab the edge of the shrine, but just as he touched the shrine, something happened that no one expected.

In the shrine, like a clay sculpture made by a child, suddenly opened his eyes.

Blood oozes from the death character on the inner wall of the shrine, and a thin crack appeared on the chest of the clay sculpture where the word Fang Yu was written.

When the clay sculptures in the shrine opened their eyes, the red clothes in the room became more painful except for the red high-heeled shoes. They seemed to be repeating the tragedy of their lives and re-experiencing the suffocating despair.

Xu Yin's red clothes burst into wounds, as if a knife wanted to separate him from it.

The headless female ghost covered her neck with her hands, as if there was an invisible scar on her neck.

Worst of all was the stench, the boy's body was swelling and his eyes were black and red with blood.

The situation of the three red clothes is getting more and more serious, which is completely beyond Chen Ge's expectations.

"Erasing the memories of the three red clothes at the same time should only be done by a fierce god. This guy's ability itself is related to memory. It is estimated that with the help of the clay sculpture in the shrine, he erased the memories of the red clothes in a short period of time."

Chen Ge was still very calm until this time: "This elimination is most likely to be temporary. When he stops using his ability, or the clay sculpture in the shrine is destroyed, the memory of Hong Yi will be restored."

Amnesia is temporary, but it can be calculated that it is short-term amnesia, and it will also make Chen Ge's situation very dangerous.

In red, fueled by hatred and despair,

It is very likely that Chen Ge will be killed directly!

"This monster's ability is still growing, and Xu Yin's condition is getting worse."

There are two choices before Chen Ge. One is to stand still. Cracks will appear on the clay sculptures in the shrine. The use of this ability by monsters is also a burden for clay sculptures.

When the clay sculpture crumbles, the monster's abilities will naturally be released.

This choice is equivalent to handing over life and death to others. Chen Ge didn't like to do this, so he chose the second method, which was to find a way to get the clay sculpture out of the shrine.

"I really regret that I didn't bring the skull hammer. After a few days of stability, I have become so careless. I must keep this lesson in mind."

The second method is very dangerous, but Chen Ge decided to take the risk.

Whether it's Xu Yin, the stench, or the headless female ghost, they are all Chen Ge's family members. Seeing the painful expressions on the faces of his family members, Chen Ge felt that he had to do something.

"I finally let them see the light of the world, but you want them to forget this?" Chen Ge didn't want the red clothes around him to experience the despair he had in his lifetime. He used his dark eyes to see clearly those cursed eyes. Black line: "All the curses are on the side of the red high-heeled shoes. There are almost no curses in the position between the stench and Xu Yin. The monster is also firmly pressed to the ground. He should not be able to attack me."

"The inner wall of the shrine is engraved with death characters, and the clay sculpture is stained with a little black blood. I can't touch these things." Chen Ge looked at the small door that was opened in the shrine: "I can only hit the outer wall of the shrine from the side to see if I can get the shrine out of the way." Knock it off the monster, or knock the clay figure out of the shrine."

If the delay continues, one of the three red clothes will go berserk, and Chen Ge may be affected. He can only take risks while the red clothes' memory has not been completely erased.

Taking a step forward, Chen Ge suddenly accelerated and rushed to the side of the shrine. Before he could make the next move, the monster that was suppressed on the ground suddenly raised his wounded face.

Looking at the face without facial features, Chen Ge was a little dazed, but within a short period of time Chen Ge woke up, and he slammed into the shrine hard.

The clay sculpture with Fang Yu's name on it was shaking in the shrine. The shrine was much heavier than Chen Ge imagined, and he didn't knock the shrine over.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the stench came, and a huge fat hand was slowly raised, and the stench that swelled several times from the body stared at Chen Ge.

Chen Ge appeared in his blood-red eyes, but under the stimulation of anger and pain, the figure of Chen Ge in his eyes was slowly changing, and finally turned into the appearance of a strange middle-aged man.

"Dad... don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

The raised palm pointed at Chen Ge's head and patted it directly. The stench was pungent, and a man's air-dried face appeared in the palm of his hand!

The speed of the red clothes was too fast, and Chen Ge couldn't hide at all. The fat hand in his eyes was slowly getting bigger, and suddenly a figure blocked him.

"Boom!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and ten fingers cut off the stinking hand from the wrist like blades.

"Does it hurt?"

The thin Xu Yin lowered his arms, the wounds on his body had been completely opened, his face was full of ferocity, and only madness and pain remained in his eyes.

He completely lost his mind, but even so, he still stood in front of Chen Ge.

Not leaving every step, the blood-red heart on the chest kept beating, and countless bloodshots bloomed in the entire room like the flowers of nightmares in the abyss.

suppress! Absolute suppression belonging to Xu Yin!

There was a crisp sound in the shrine, because Xu Yin's resistance was too fierce, an obvious crack appeared on the clay sculpture, and this trace directly ran through the entire statue.

Chen Ge also didn't expect that after Xu Yin lost his memory with him, he would still stand in front of him decisively. Perhaps from a certain point on, he had become the only person Xu Yin trusted in this world.

Not wasting this opportunity, Chen Ge slammed into the shrine again.

The clay sculpture with many cracks touched the small door of the shrine, and the blood writing on the wall seemed to be affected by it. The headless female ghost who was farthest away was the first to retrieve her memory.

She clearly remembered Chen Ge's previous request, and appeared next to the shrine in the blink of an eye, and took the clay sculpture out of the shrine.

The moment the shrine left the clay sculpture, all the blood characters in the room returned to normal, and the curse entangled with the red high-heeled shoes also began to slowly dissipate.

The clay sculpture was taken by the headless female ghost, and the faceless monster lying on the ground struggled desperately, but Xu Yin tore off its limbs.

The stench also returned to normal, and the severed hand on the ground turned into bloodshot eyes. He looked at his newly grown hand, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

As if to express his apology, Stench grabbed the monster on the ground. He was about to kill him when he suddenly saw another face under the wound on the monster's face.

The face was wrapped in curses, its eyes closed and its expression pained.

"Don't worry, can you get the man wrapped in the curse out?"