Chapter 575: Unexpected Horror

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

And Jin Xi finally found the fixed exhibition hall of the specimen museum on the second floor below ground during this time.

Porcelain Museum, Fifth Exhibition Hall;

Specimen Museum, Third Exhibition Hall.

Jin Xi said this without raising her head, making sure not to waste a second.

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

If she was given enough time, then all this would not 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 mobile phone on her chest, slung the backpack over her shoulder, and whispered after testing the equipment:

"I can't wait, I'll go to the exhibition halls on these two floors first, Jin Xi should be quick."

Jin Xi did not respond, and a tear from the corner of her eye already represented that she was trying her best.

Then Tongguan looked at Hongfu who was fiddling with his phone, and finally instructed:

"You stay where you are and take care of Jinxi.

Most of the ghosts will focus on me later, so your safety should not be a problem.

Lend me the script, maybe I can be useful."

Hongfu naturally had no objection to this, but he was still skeptical about Tongguan's trip.

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

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

Until his back disappeared from Hongfu's sight, Ding Wangshu walked slowly to his side and whispered:

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

Hongfu pushed her shoulder and whispered in dissatisfaction:

"What are you guessing? He is fighting for everyone."

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

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

"Don't distract Sister Jin, we are talking about Tongguan!"

Hong Fu put away the smile on his face, picked up the mobile phone that was always on video call, and watched every step of Tongguan from a strange perspective.

"No matter what he hides, Tongguan is Tongguan, and he can't be Fang Shenyan."

He gestured to silence the phone, pressed the wireless headset, and suddenly heard the heavy footsteps from Tongguan in his mind.

"Brother Tong, can you hear it?"

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

"Everything is good."

Hong Fu saw through the mobile phone video that Tongguan was very fast and had already arrived outside the negative second floor. He said softly:

"Be careful when entering the porcelain museum. The broken-winged angel and the lotus leaf ghost are likely to be present.

Even if you want to blind yourself, you must ensure that you are not affected by the lotus leaf ghost."

"Understood."

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

…

Standing at the door of the Porcelain Museum again, Tongguan’s state of mind was very different from before.

When he put his hand on the cold and heavy door, he turned his head to look at the stairs leading to the fourth floor underground.

More than an hour ago, at that turning point, a middle-aged man with a bald head looked at him for help.

But at that time, Tongguan chose to give up after much hesitation.

That’s why he hated Fang Shenyan, and also hated himself.

Feng Jiafu was obviously a newcomer with a calm mind and good at thinking, but he died so casually.

Tongguan thought about it and secretly pushed open the door of the Porcelain Museum.

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

“Fang Shenyan, I won’t let you have an easy time on this mission, just wait and see!”

The broken-winged angel has the terrible ability to petrify people by looking directly at them.

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

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

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

The wide lotus leaves that covered the sky last time had gone to nowhere.

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

Although Tongguan had limited time, his pace was not fast, and he was alert to every corner.

The broken-winged angel was used to appearing in the blind spot of the living, appearing in the form of a shadow, and killing the living unexpectedly.

But he walked slowly in the Porcelain Museum and looked in the direction of the fifth exhibition hall. There was nothing but silence all around.

Not only was there no trace of the broken-winged angel relief, but there was no lotus leaf in the wide flower pot in the center.

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

Tongguan stood there and dared not move again. Things were very different from what he expected.

Originally, the broken-winged angel and the lotus leaf ghost should have fought each other and ended in a draw.

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

However, Tongguan was not panicked. He could accept this result, after all, the broken-winged angel was still there.

He walked slowly on purpose, just to wait for it to attack, so that he would have enough time to react.

But it would not work like this. After a brief thought, Tongguan decided to directly lead it to attack.

He began to walk quickly towards the fifth exhibition hall without any scruples, sacrificing his original caution and leaving the broken-winged angel enough opportunities to make a move.

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

Hongfu on the other side didn't know what happened, and immediately asked in the headset.

But Tongguan didn't pay attention. He rushed to the fifth exhibition hall, just wanting to bet that the broken-winged angel was still in the porcelain museum, waiting for the right opportunity to make a move.

One step, two steps, three steps...

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

The pattern of dragons encircling branches carved on it was lifelike and particularly vivid.

But Tongguan didn't want to appreciate it. His mind was all on why the broken-winged angel hadn't appeared yet.

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

This crisis came suddenly and urgently, and his hands began to lose control in just a moment.

The feedback from touching the door disappeared completely at this moment, and all the pores on his body opened.

The whole person had an abnormal sense of relaxation. Tongguan saw a huge black shadow slowly appearing on the front door.

The black shadow was more than two meters high, and the broken wings stretched out, as if to embrace the person in front.

But even if you don't look at its front, you can feel a trembling smell of evil to hell just by turning your back to it.

If you let the wings wrap around, you will not feel warmth, but the coldness after being torn apart.

Tongguan's plan was to turn his head and blind his eyes immediately when the broken-winged angel appeared.

In this way, the shadow of this ghost fell into his eyes at the last moment, but he ignored it and avoided the attack.

But this time, he couldn't do it.

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

Near the pair of open wings, strange silk threads stretched out.

A pool of scarlet blood rushed from behind and submerged Tongguan's shoe surface.

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

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

And around this huge sculpture, there were countless green and red vine-like objects, they were like winding thin snakes.

Following the attention of the broken-winged angel, they also aimed at the only living person in front.

In the first step of the plan, an unexpected huge change occurred.

The broken-winged angel and the lotus leaf ghost, two free hunting ghosts, actually merged into one!