Weird Regulator

Clyde, who was anxious and uneasy one second, looked like a vicious ghost falling into hell in the next second.

In the darkness, its body began to squirm and expand, and the crunching sounds of its bones were endless.

In just a few seconds, the human appearance had faded away.

In the hazy and blurry night, Fang Shenyan stood up slowly. He closed his eyes and meditated carefully.

The sound formed an echo in the closed room and collided with the four walls.

The space of the master bedroom appeared in his mind, and he seemed to feel a touch of white in the blur.

It was a few steps away in front of him, hunting in the night breeze.

Fang Shenyan gently held the door panel with his left hand. The coagulated blood on it did not bring much moisture.

The densely packed holes just now have been eliminated. It was obvious that they were just illusions created by ghosts.

Before the ghost took action, he lifted the iron bucket with his other hand and poured the remaining blood inside from the top.

The door has been sealed with blood and water.

Now there is one person and one ghost. No one can leave until the matter is over.

At the same time, Fang Shenyan suddenly noticed a gust of cold wind blowing in front of him, blowing his hair up.

The next second, a hot burning sensation came over his body.

From a perspective that cannot be seen by the human eye, Fang Shenyan was standing there, wrapped in a loose hospital gown.

The hospital gown was pure white with only a few light blue lines, which was slightly different from what he was wearing.

And the hospital gown, which was obviously a few sizes too big, had a fierce confrontation with the blood dripping on the body the moment it fit close to the body.

The burning sensation came from this.

The tingling sensation on the skin indicates that the hospital gown is invading those areas that are not covered with blood.

Fang Shenyan's brain began to be confused, and there was an unprecedented negative emotion that was shaking his incomparable willpower.

"It turns out that you are really not a ghost..."

Between his miserable smiles, he said this softly.

The one who attacked him was not a ghost. The rules were still there. There would only be one ghost in this mission.

It's just a hospital gown.

He had long known that if the second personality had a backhand, it would definitely be used against him.

Because Su Chenghe has merged with the chef at this moment. Although he has not yet succeeded, he can no longer be killed by external forces according to the rules.

Therefore, if the second personality, that is, this hospital gown, wants to kill more people, it can only start with the remaining two people.

Initially, Fang Shenyan was not sure who it would find, but the answer was soon revealed.

Because, the white-faced ghost mask.

The white-faced ghost mask has a very rare attribute: it will autonomously swallow all the supernatural power it comes into contact with.

It will passively swallow sinful objects; the power of ghosts will be swallowed after being worn.

Obviously, this knife belongs to the former.

From the moment Fang Shenyan pulled out the sharp bone-cutting knife, the sinful object began to be swallowed up by the mask.

It's just that this process is not completed instantly, it takes a short period of time.

When the knife hit the second personality, the price of the sharp knife did take effect, and Fang Shenyan was also disturbed by negative emotions.

Just because of the effect of the mask, the price he has endured will be swallowed up in a hurry.

Of course, what the mask swallows is not the price, it swallows the entire sinful object.

It is precisely because of this that the ghost of the second personality got rid of the shackles of the sharp knife in a few seconds.

Because of this, Fang Shenyan already knew that Clyde who came with him had actually been replaced a long time ago.

The real Clyde now should be in the living room.

But he still poured blood on the master bedroom, sealed himself and the ghost alone, and created a secret room.

And his purpose is also very simple.

The second personality is a chef and a ghost. It carries the knife that belongs to Clyde.

For Fang Shenyan, this supernatural incident paid such a heavy price that he even lost one eye.

One knife is definitely not enough, he wants Clyde's knife too!

confidence.

He seemed confident that he wouldn't die.

The physical pain is far less than the mental split.

In addition to the body, the most important means of attack in this supernatural incident is the mind.

As the most vulnerable and toughest position of human beings, spirit is an elusive term.

Its strength is not determined by talent, but depends on acquired condensation.

Fang Shenyan is obviously one of the most mentally powerful people. Even if he is skinned alive, he can remain silent.

But this time the pressure is unprecedentedly high.

The nerve in Fang Shenyan's brain that controls thinking is like a rope that is tightened at both ends.

There are two hands acting on both ends, constantly grinding and tearing with power that he cannot stop.

This level of pain even made him ignore the burning on his skin.

The cold sweat had completely penetrated the thin hospital gown. It was impossible to stand upright, and the resolute body fell to the ground.

"Wait! Wait! Wait some more!"

But it was obvious that Fang Shenyan's willpower had reached a certain level, and his spirit had not yet collapsed.

There may be elements in this that have been warned for a long time, but it is more about his personal strength.

He was still remembering what he wanted to do, and he wanted to wait.

And the next second, the fire that had never been able to burn Fang Shenyan finally burned to the extreme.

Because the ghosts added another fire.

The sharp bone-picking knife belonging to Clyde floated out on its own at this moment and stabbed Fang Shenyan in the abdomen.

Hospital gowns and bone-picking knives are both offensive and sinful objects that act on the spirit.

This level of pain is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

"Crunch..."

A stream of blood flowed out from between Fang Shenyan's teeth, along with a few pieces of debris, and a tooth was bitten into pieces.

Fang Shenyan's face was distorted, and his face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, only the endless wailing.

If there really is a rope that represents the spirit in the human mind.

So now it has been stretched to the limit, and it has even begun to collapse layer by layer.

Five more seconds...

wrong.

Up to three seconds.

Fang Shenyan will either become a schizophrenic madman or a blank fool.

The bloodshot right eye slowly opened in extreme pain, with the last bit of reason flashing inside, but more of it was madness.

He stared at the ring finger of his left hand.

Although in pure darkness he could see nothing.

But the firm gaze will make people convinced that there really is something he hides most deeply.

There is a white mark on Fang Shenyan's left ring finger.

It seems that there is a ring that he has worn for a long time, but it seems to have disappeared in the years.

However, in the shortest possible time, outside the master bedroom and on the side of the living room, an extremely terrifying force suddenly awakened.

Center around the kitchen, or around someone.

A circle of invisible ripples suddenly appeared, one after another, sweeping through every inch of the house.

The ripples, like blue waves, crushed the bloody door in an instant.

Finally, it fell on the man whose spirit was about to be broken.

When the ripples fall on the body, all pain, all torture, and the power exerted on the spirit disappear.

The world is at peace, really like ripples on the river.

The man lying on the ground was almost dead, but he still survived.

When Fang Shenyan was about to die, Su Chenghe in the kitchen was also about to die.

Why is Fang Shenyan so confident in his previous performances? What is he waiting for?

Because he knew that if someone really wanted to die, Su Chenghe would definitely die before him!

Judging from Su Chenghe's nature, he simply couldn't accept this situation, so he could only use his last trump card.

The power of heaven and sea!

Use that devastating power to reverse death, reverse the situation, reverse everything.

This plan is extremely risky, and if there is even the slightest mistake, everything will be lost.

But now, everything is going according to Fang Shenyan's control.

Every step, every second is perfect.

The hospital gown floated to the ground, and the second bone-picking knife also fell from his body.

The two sinful objects were placed in front of Fang Shenyan, within easy reach.

This is what he wanted, this is everything he envisioned.

If you want to win a lot of money, you have to bet all your wealth.

Fang Shenyan will not lose. In this life-or-death bet, he is the worthy banker!

Fang is really cool