My House of Horrors

“Be careful, pay attention to the shrine on his back. ”

Once again, the shrines seen in the Virtual Future Paradise appear, and Chen Song seriously suspects that there may be more shrines hidden in the eastern suburbs.

“On the red coat is the god of murder, and the shrine is understandable, but why does every shrine have a mud mould? ”

The mud molding should come from the same person's hand and be very rough, like a child pinching, barely seeing the shape of a person.

“The shrine, the mud, who is laying all this out? They seem to have a thing for kids. Is there really a ghost in the world that eats kids? ”

As Chen Gong pondered, the man on his knees found him.

The hand that engraved the name stopped and the man slowly twisted his head, revealing a face without five officials.

It's like a piece of white paper, nothing but pale.

The rainy night lonely building, in a room full of people, lying on the face of a monster carrying the shrine, if not Xu Yan, stood beside him, Chan Song may have left the moment the man raised his head.

Blank faces can't see faces, can't guess each other's hearts, and can't predict each other's behavior.

The monster has no ears, and Chan Sing doesn't know if he can hear what he's saying.

The monster doesn't have a mouth, he can't even communicate with the basics.

After a brief pause, the monster on his knees suddenly held his hands on the ground and crawled his limbs towards Chan Gong.

“Xu Yin! ”

In fact, without Chen Song opening, Xu Yan had blocked Chen Song's body, his upper body leaned forward, a black and red blood vessel appeared on the back of his hand, and he held the monster's head with one hand.

Fingertips pierced the monster's face like a blade, skin cut, but no blood bled out.

A black thread crawled out of the wound on the monster's face and wrapped it around Xu Yin's pale hand.

“Curse? ”

Every fine line is engraved with a moaning face, just like Chen Gong saw when he was fighting with Shadow in Lywan Town.

“There is such a vicious curse hidden beneath the cheeks of pure paper that the evilest soul, indeed, is often hidden beneath the purest appearance. ”

Xu Yan is not very good at dealing with curses, but Chen Gong has a red coat for curses. He takes the red heels out of his backpack and places them gently on the ground: “You seem to eat curses. Try it. See if this guy fits your taste. ”

Leaving the headless ghost around, Chen Song didn't give the other party a chance to struggle, while releasing vowels, red heels and stench.

Three redcoats together, the faceless monster is instantly suppressed, countless bright red blood silk like a spider web, like a sharp blade, pressing the faceless monster to the ground, if he moves a little, his body will split apart.

However, the monster was not softened, he did not seem to be self-conscious, he did not feel pain and sadness and his wounds continued to increase, but he still dared to attack the three red clothes.

“This guy is not red, but accidentally difficult. He seems to have been instilled with instructions to guard the shrine.” Chen Gong has been dealing with ghosts more often, and at first glance he sees the problem: “Leave him alone, remove the shrine, and be careful not to destroy the mud shapes inside. ”

When the object of the attack changed from a monster to a shrine, abnormalities suddenly began to appear in the house, and all the names engraved in the building began to bleed out, and in a matter of seconds, the walls and the ground of the entire second floor were stained red.

The smell of the air became stronger, and the monsters, who were suppressed to move on the ground, struggled hard.

He took the initiative to touch the blood silk left by the red coat and cut a crisp wound on his body.

Countless black threads gushed out of the wound, gathering together like the tongue of a giant beast, to wrap the shrine.

There were four of them in red, and Chen Song thought he'd stabilise the winning ticket, but the situation got a little complicated over time.

The more wounds the monster has, the more terrible the curse that emerges from his body.

Red heels covered in bandages have become the main target of the monster, and Chen Gong doesn't care if it's just that.

The curse on the entire second floor combined can only stop the red heels, Xu Yang, the stench and the headless ghost three red clothes were not the object of the curse attack, and three red clothes were there, and the other party could not turn the plate in any case.

The gap between red and powerful ghosts, not that the number can be leveled, even if the many powerful ghosts can be manipulated simultaneously, can only be called the strongest ghost under red.

But soon, Chen Guo noticed something was wrong.

The stench and acoustic state surrounding the faceless monster is a little strange, and the headless ghost around him is a little strange!

The smell of blood is getting worse, and the three red jackets besides the red heels no longer hide the horrible smell of their bodies, and they begin to reveal their bloodiest side.

“Dangerous around? What do they perceive as terrible? ”

The room is still that room, Chan Song has pubic eyes, ghost ears and spiritual smell, he is sure that nothing comes around, just a few of them.

“Why did they do this when there was no danger?” After spending a long time in a horror house, these red coats will habitually hide their breath, they will unconsciously not recall the pain and despair and accompany Chen Song in a completely new way.

Of course, the process was not completed in a short period of time, but rather a trust built up by both sides, guided and accompanied by Chen Song step by step.

But right now, that trust is obscured by something, and that most precious thing seems to have been broken.

The chill of the stab on the back, the headless ghost's gaze at Chen Song became confused, and the two colors of scarlet and miserable white intertwined in her eyes.

Something seems to be affecting her, making her forget who she is.

What would she do if it wasn't Chen Gong who was standing in front of her right now, just an ordinary person? What would a soul that remembers a painful past and is filled with despair do?

The answer is needless to say, Chen Gong tried to communicate with the headless ghost, trying to keep the other person awake, but it worked badly.

Headless ghosts are relatively far from shrines and monsters and are not affected by much, but the sound and stench of mud being prepared to be removed from shrines are different.

They were in a very bad situation, with a grim face on their scarlet coats, and both of them on the edge of the storm.

“Can the ability of this monster affect red?” Chen Gong has never encountered such a situation, even the strongest ghost years under the red coat recognized by the black phone, and his ability to influence the red coat is very weak.

“There's a problem with the minds of the three Redcoats. Can his abilities affect the minds of the Redcoats? No, looking at the situation of the headless ghost, she looked at me as if she had forgotten my memory! ”

Chen Gong felt a little bad, and a speculation emerged from his heart: "Is the ability of this monster to fade some memories? ”