Weird Regulator

There were only five minutes left before the ten-minute deadline agreed with Fang Shenyan.

Jin Xi finally found the fixed exhibition hall of the herbarium on the second floor during this period of time.

Porcelain Hall, Fifth Exhibition Hall;

Herbarium, third exhibition hall.

Jin Xi didn't even raise his head when he said this, making sure not to waste a second.

In fact, finding a permanent exhibition hall was much more difficult than she expected.

If given enough time, none of this would be a problem.

But if she wanted to find six fixed exhibition halls in just a few minutes, even if she was multitasking, she would be a little overwhelmed.

Tongguan tightened the phone on his chest and slung his backpack over his shoulder. After testing the equipment, he said softly:

"I can't wait any longer. I'll go to the two-story exhibition hall first. Jin Xi should be there quickly."

Jin Xi didn't respond. The sour tears flowing from the corners of her eyes already meant that she was trying her best.

Then Tongguan looked at Hong Fu who was playing with his mobile phone, and finally said:

"Just stay where you are and take care of Jin Xi.

Most of the ghosts' attention will be on me later, so your safety shouldn't be a problem.

Lend me the script, maybe I can use it. "

Hong Fu naturally had no objection to this point, but he was still skeptical about the trip to Tongguan.

But he didn't ask any more questions. After handing a book with a black leather cover to Tongguan, he retreated to Jin Xi's side.

Tongguan stretched his muscles, holding the knife in his right hand, and walked towards the exit on the first floor.

Until his back disappeared from Hong Fu's sight, Ding Wangshu walked slowly to his side and asked quietly:

"I always feel that Tongguan is hiding something from us..."

Hong Fu pushed her shoulder and scolded her in a low voice, pretending to be dissatisfied:

"What are you guessing? He is going to fight for the big guy."

Ding Wangshu was pushed unprepared and staggered, and the soles of his shoes made a loud sound on the hard floor tiles.

She shrank her head, looked at Jin Xi behind her who was still concentrating on checking the video, and said angrily:

"Don't disturb Sister Jin's attention, this is Tongguan we are talking about!"

Hong Fu put away the smile on his face, picked up his mobile phone with video calls always on, and watched every move in Tongguan from a strange perspective.

"No matter what he is hiding, Tongguan is Tongguan, and he cannot become Fang Shenyan."

He gestured to the silent mobile phone and pressed the wireless headset. The sound of heavy footsteps from Tongguan suddenly came to his mind.

"Brother Tong, can you hear me?"

"The signal is fine, how is the video picture?"

"All good."

Through the video on his mobile phone, Hong Fu saw that Tongguan was moving very fast. At this time, he was already outside the negative second floor and said softly:

"Be careful when entering the porcelain museum, as angels with broken wings and ghosts with lotus leaves are likely to be present.

Even if you have to blind yourself, you have to make sure that you are not affected by the lotus leaf ghost. "

"clear."

Tongguan's answer was crisp and clear. Hong Fu glanced at Ding Wangshu beside him subconsciously, and finally sat down on the spot.

…

Standing at the door of the porcelain museum again, Tongguan's state of mind was very different from before.

When he pressed his hand on the cold and heavy door, he turned his head and looked at the steps leading to the fourth underground floor.

More than an hour ago, at that corner, some balding middle-aged men looked at him for help.

But at that time, Tongguan hesitated but chose to give up.

That's why he hates Fang Shenyan, and he also hates himself.

Feng Jiafu was obviously a cool-headed and thoughtful newcomer, but he died so casually.

Tongguan thought about it and secretly pushed open the door of the porcelain museum.

The moment he stepped out, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and a sentence echoed in his heart:

"Fang Shenyan, I won't make it easy for you on this mission, just wait and see!"

The broken-winged angel has the terrifying ability to turn people to stone by looking directly at him.

Turning your back is certainly a way to escape, but the most permanent solution is to blind yourself.

Tongguan was determined to use this ghost to complete his plan, so he used the last moment of light to familiarize himself with the environment.

The Porcelain Museum is still the same, as quiet as if it were an ordinary exhibition hall.

The vast lotus leaves that overwhelmed the sky last time have gone to no one knows where.

Only the scarlet blood marks at the door told that something terrible had happened here.

Although Tongguan's time was limited, his pace was not fast. He was vigilant at every corner.

Angels with Broken Wings have a habit of appearing in the blind spots of living people, appearing in the form of shadows, and killing them unexpectedly.

But he walked slowly in the porcelain museum and looked in the direction of the fifth exhibition hall. There was nothing but silence around him.

Not only is there no trace of the relief of the broken-winged angel, there are even no lotus leaves in the large flowerpot in the center.

"Did it get rid of the lotus leaf ghost?"

Tongguan stood there and did not dare to move anymore. Things were very different from what he expected.

The original idea was that the broken-winged angel and the lotus leaf ghost should fight each other with no winner.

But at present, it seems that the lotus leaf ghost is no match for the broken-winged angel, and even the lotus leaves have disappeared.

However, Tongguan did not panic. He could accept this result. After all, the broken-winged angel was still there.

He walked deliberately slowly just to wait for it to take action so that he would have enough time to react.

But it couldn't go on like this. After thinking for a while, Tongguan decided to lure it directly.

He began to have no scruples and walked quickly toward his target, the fifth exhibition hall, sacrificing his original caution and leaving the broken-winged angel with enough opportunities to take action.

This move caused the phone screen in front of his chest to shake violently.

Hong Fu on the other side didn't know what happened and immediately asked through the headset.

But Tongguan ignored it. He rushed straight to the fifth exhibition hall, wanting to bet that the broken-winged angel was still in the porcelain hall, waiting for the right opportunity to make a move.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The distance was shortening rapidly, and Tongguan's hand had already touched the door of the fifth exhibition hall.

The pattern of dragons encircling the branches carved on it is lifelike and particularly expressive.

But Tongguan had no intention of admiring it. He was only thinking about why the angel with broken wings hadn't appeared yet.

Almost as soon as the thought disappeared, he immediately felt an extremely strong sense of crisis.

This crisis was sudden and urgent, and his hands began to lose control in just a moment.

The original sense of feedback from touching the door completely disappeared at this moment, and all the pores in his body opened.

The whole person felt an unusual sense of relaxation. Tongguan saw a very huge black shadow slowly appear on the front door.

The black shadow was more than two meters tall, with its damaged wings spread out, as if it wanted to embrace the person in front of it.

But even if you don't look at the front of it, you can feel the trembling smell of evil that is as bad as hell just by turning your back to it.

If you let this pair of wings wrap you, you will definitely not feel warmth, but the coldness after being torn into pieces.

Tongguan's plan was that when the angel with broken wings appeared, he would immediately turn his head and blind his eyes.

As a result, the ghost's shadow fell in his eyes at the last moment, but because he ignored it, he escaped the attack.

But this time, he couldn't do that.

Because he suddenly discovered that the huge black shadow projected on the door of the fifth exhibition hall was not just a relief sculpture of an angel with broken wings.

Near the pair of outstretched wings, strange threads stretched out.

A pool of scarlet blood surged from behind, covering Tongguan's upper.

He slowly lowered his head and saw a shocking scene through the reflection of the blood.

The broken-winged angel looked down at the living person in front of him, spreading his wings, but there was no mercy in his eyes, only bloodthirsty greed.

But around this huge sculpture, there are countless green and red silk vine-like objects, which are like winding thin snakes.

As the broken-winged angels paid attention, they also aimed at the only living person in front.

In the first step of the plan, unexpected huge changes occurred.

Broken-winged angel and lotus leaf ghost, two free hunting ghosts actually merge into one!