Chapter 558 The Situation Changes Dramatically

Only when he was there did Tongguan realize what Fang Shenyan meant by "the blocked straight line".

Following the seventh exhibition hall, all the way down, there was a line segment that continued to extend.

The central air conditioner hummed, hurriedly and oppressively, as if urging the living to continue to go down, all the way down.

This was an irregular secret room.

Tongguan ran wildly with a dry mouth, and the layout of the seventh exhibition hall was engraved in his mind with his footsteps.

He calculated his time in his mind and roughly calculated the evacuation route after the subsequent implementation of the plan.

The exhibition hall was even larger than Tongguan had imagined. After opening a total of 73 doors, he finally arrived at the last area of ​​the exhibition hall.

This small room of less than 20 square meters only had exhibits in the middle.

Tongguan didn't even look at what was painted on the exhibit. He stepped forward and pulled down the curtains, took out a lighter and lit it.

The curtains were burning slowly, and the falling fire blocks gradually burned the flammable carpet.

The fire had become small-scale, spreading locally, and waves of choking smoke came.

Tongguan knew that he had achieved his goal, and he turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, a deafening, nerve-stimulating alarm suddenly appeared in his ears.

The particularly harsh sound came from all directions, not limited to this small room.

The automatic fire extinguishing hole on the roof made a strange "sizzling" sound, as if a large amount of water would immediately fall to extinguish the fire that was just about to form.

Tongguan's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart suddenly hurt, and he realized what a low-level mistake he had made.

From outside the museum to inside the museum, there was never any electricity.

This made him think that the World Heritage Museum had automatically cut off the power.

This temporary plan was made too hastily, and even out of inertia of thinking, he didn't even realize this when he faced the stuffiness of the air conditioner after entering the exhibition hall.

Tongguan slammed his palm hard and was about to start remediation, but the next second the alarm sound covering the entire exhibition hall stopped abruptly.

The fire extinguisher on the roof also stopped making strange noises, and only a few drops of water dripped, which was better than nothing, and there was no sign of continuing.

"Someone help me cut off the power and water?"

The situation changed several times within a second, and Tongguan's emotions reversed several times, but he still thought of this.

He didn't think about who that person would be, and turned around and ran out.

Now the fire has started, but the momentum is beyond his control. Perhaps "Stephanie's Smile" is on the way.

Tongguan knew that this trip would face this situation, so he didn't panic too much.

He guessed that he should be the one who acted the fastest, and the alarm sound also came from him, so even if the ghost came, he would find him first.

In this way, Jin Xi and Hong Fu have a chance to complete the plan.

This is already the best ending.

Tongguan still needs to continue to set fire to ensure that the fire can cover the entire seventh exhibition hall.

But during this period, he must always be vigilant about whether there are disturbing and strange figures around.

The dark exhibition hall is darker, but the bright places are also brighter.

Arson can greatly stimulate human adrenaline and give people unprecedented pleasure.

Tongguan has become more and more bold and unbridled from his initial cautiousness.

After setting fire to seven or eight small exhibition halls, there is already a sea of ​​fire behind him, which continues to extend forward.

Since the exhibition halls are equipped with special insulation layers and fireproof materials, generally speaking, the fire will not spread so quickly.

However, Tongguan has opened the doors of all exhibition halls, and the flammable carpets are connected into pieces, which accelerates the spread of the fire.

Today's fire will not affect the outside, and all are flowing vertically.

With the basic fire, Tongguan did not deliberately set fire in every exhibition hall, but set fire every other one.

In this way, his time is greatly reduced.

But even so, when he set fire to 40 exhibition halls, he had already used up eighteen minutes.

Tongguan gasped heavily, the choking smell of smoke made it particularly difficult for him to breathe, and the turbid air made his lungs ache.

The fire would catch up with Tongguan in two more exhibition halls, but he still felt the burning sensation on his back.

His originally clean and fair face was now blackened. He wiped the dirt off his face and gritted his teeth secretly.

The time was far beyond his expectation. It was absolutely impossible to complete the plan in 20 minutes. The time would be delayed again.

It would be difficult for him to survive at this rate...

There were still 30 exhibition halls left, almost half of the workload.

But the next action must be greatly reduced in quality.

After a brief thought, Tongguan embarked on this journey again.

In the subsequent actions, he did not set fire at intervals, but stopped to set fire after running through five exhibition halls.

This approach would naturally lead to a slower fire and even the possibility of accidents.

But Tongguan thought to himself that the fire had already engulfed the entire exhibition hall without the interference of the supernatural.

The most important thing at the moment was that he had to run out of the seventh exhibition hall alive and must not be blocked by ghosts here.

In addition to the urgency of time, he did not feel the pressure from the supernatural. It can be said that this action was still very smooth.

Tongguan gradually felt relieved because of this. Perhaps "Stephanie's Smile" is the most special ghost in the museum. It is not limited to the painting gallery, but targets the entire museum. Otherwise, there is no reason why it has not come for so long.

"Jin Xi and Hong Fu should be close to the end.

I haven't received their help yet, I think it's going as smoothly as mine."

There are still a dozen exhibition halls left before he can return to the gate. After leaving this exhibition hall, he will have more safe time.

Tongguan is quite excited about the situation on the verge of success. With his active mind, he even thinks of Feng Jiafu and Fang Shenyan.

Feng Jiafu has not given any signal so far. Maybe they have got the skin, or maybe they have failed.

But at least Feng Jiafu is still safe, and Fang Shenyan has no doubts.

Things are going so smoothly that Tongguan feels relieved, and his steps are getting lighter and lighter.

The original fatigue was diluted by the joy of being out of the sea of ​​fire.

The flames are getting farther and farther away from him, and the way to leave is less than a hundred meters ahead.

The darkness in front of him is gradually pure, but he is full of hope, until a hurried voice suddenly appears in his ears.

Tongguan stopped in surprise and emergency and looked at the source of the voice.

A weak face with a miserable smile was exposed to his sight.

"Brother Tong, I've been waiting for you... for a long time..."

Hongfu's face was covered with black mud and blood, and his clothes were tattered, as if he had escaped from a fierce battle.

Tongguan was shocked. He never thought that Hongfu would appear in the seventh exhibition hall at this time.

"Why are you... here?"

Out of caution, he did not approach immediately, but kept a safe distance and asked.

Hongfu grinned painfully, as if the wound was torn as he spoke, and said hatefully:

"Jin Xi! Jin Xi was possessed by a ghost, she suddenly appeared in my ninth exhibition hall and attacked me."

Tongguan frowned, watching Hongfu moving in the corner, as if he was struggling to get up, he squinted and took a half step back:

"Why don't you use the headset to contact me?"

But Hongfu's answer was not spoken, and a harsh noise suddenly flashed through his headset.

Then a panicked and terrified female voice came:

"Brother Tong, has Hongfu appeared in the exhibition hall over there?

Don't believe him! Don't believe him!

He is a ghost. I almost fell into his trap. He cut off my legs and threw me into the sea of ​​fire.

Come and save me...Brother Tong, come to the eighth exhibition hall and save me!"

When things were on the verge of success, they suddenly changed.

Jin Xi's crying was continuing to put pressure on Tongguan's ears, but Hongfu in the shadow in front of him laughed bitterly:

"Did you hear it? This is why I have to come to you in person.

I am standing in front of you, but she insists that you go to the eighth exhibition hall. You have to believe me."

Hongfu may not be Hongfu, and Jinxi may not be Jinxi. The situation became extremely chaotic within half a minute.

But things were not over yet. Before Tongguan made any statement, the receiver in his pocket suddenly issued a rapid and intensive alarm sound.

Tongguan's face changed, and he held the receiver in his palm. The signal light on it was like a dense drumbeat, flashing wildly.

It was not the agreed one time, but countless times, as if to show what kind of crisis Feng Jiafu encountered.

"Brother Feng? Feng Jiafu? What happened to you?"

"Zizi!"

Feng Jiafu did not respond at all in the headset, but a burst of electric current sound made Tongguan deaf.

Feng Jiafu was killed, and even the headset was destroyed!

In just half a minute, Hongfu, Jin Xi, and Feng Jiafu all got into trouble.

Not only that, even Chen Wen and Ding Wangshu were as quiet as dead people for a long time, without saying a word!

Tongguan's heart was beating wildly, and he kept backing away.

There was clearly another person in the room, but he felt that the whole world had abandoned him.

Why did things turn out like this...