My House of Horrors

Chen Gong can still think of this, because of the square fish, as the square fish grows older, its memory is getting worse and worse.

“The monster's own abilities should be related to memory, and with the help of shrines and curses, he gained some strength.” Chen Gong found the key to the problem: “All the curses in the house poured out to the red heels, obviously he knew his abilities had a weak effect on the red heels. Then why are red heels immune to his abilities? Is his ability a curse in itself? ”

Whatever the reason, Chan knows it can't be delayed any longer.

The other party will do everything possible to protect the shrine. If Chan Gong wants to break the game, he must focus on the shrine.

“Xu Yin! Get the shrine off that guy! ”

When he heard Chen Song's voice, the pain in Xu's eyes became more obvious. He forced himself to grab the edge of the shrine, but just when he touched the shrine, something unexpected happened.

In the shrine, it was as if the child had pinched the mud in his hand and suddenly opened his eyes.

Dead words on the inner walls of the shrine seeped blood, and a fine crack appeared in the mud plastic chest where the words square fish were written.

As the mud in the shrine opened its eyes, the red clothes besides the red heels of the house became more painful, as if they were repeating the tragedy of their lives and re-experiencing that suffocating despair.

Xu Yan's red coat collapsed with a wound, like a knife trying to separate him from it.

The headless ghost covered her neck with her hands, as if she had an invisible wound on her neck.

The worst case scent was the stench, the boy's body was swelling and his eyes filled with black and red blood.

The situation of the three men in red is getting worse and worse, which is completely beyond what Chen Song expected.

“Erasing the memories of the three red coats at the same time should be possible only by the murderer, whose abilities are related to the memories themselves, presumably with the help of the mud molding in the shrine, only in a short time to erase the memories of the red coat. ”

Chen Gong remained very calm until this time: “This probability of elimination is temporary, and when he stops using his abilities, or the mud in the shrine is destroyed, the memory of Red will be restored. ”

Memory cancellation is temporary, computationally transient, and can also make Chan Song's situation very dangerous.

A red jacket inspired by hatred and despair is likely to kill Chan Gong directly!

“The monster's abilities are still growing, and Xu Yan's condition is getting worse. ”

There are now two choices in front of Chen Song. The first is the immobilization of the army. There are constant cracks in the mud plastic in the shrine. The ability of monsters to use this is also a burden on the mud plastic.

When the mud crumbles, the monster's abilities will naturally dissolve.

This option is tantamount to giving life and death to someone else, and Chan doesn't like it, so he chose the second method, which is to find a way to get the mud out of the shrine.

“Good regret without a crushed skull hammer, settled for a few days, I have become so careless, I must remember this lesson. ”

The second method is dangerous, but Chan Song decided to take the risk.

Whether Xu Yan, stink, or headless ghost, they are the family members of Chen Song. When they see the painful expression on their faces, Chen Song feels that they must do something.

“I finally let them see the light of the world, and you want them to forget it?” Chen Gong did not want the red coat around him to experience the despair of his life. He used his pubic pupils to see clearly those black lines that were covered with curses: “All curses are biased towards the red heels. There is hardly a curse in the middle of the stench and the sound of Xu. The monster was also killed and pressed to the ground, and he should not be able to attack me. ”

“The inner walls of the shrine are engraved with dead letters and a little black blood on the mud. I can't touch any of this stuff.” Chen Gong looks at the small door that the shrine opens: “You can only hit the outer wall of the shrine from the side to see if you can knock the shrine off the monster, or knock the mud out of the shrine. ”

Continuing to delay, one of the three redcoats stormed off, Chan Song might be about to be ripped off, he could only risk before the redcoat memories had been completely erased.

One step forward, Chen Song suddenly accelerated and rushed to the side of the shrine. He had not made the next move. The monster who was suppressed on the ground suddenly raised his face full of wounds.

Looking at the face without the five officials, Chen Song was a little tranced, but within a very short time, Chen Song woke up, and he hit the shrine hard.

The mud plastic with the squirrel fish's name swayed in the shrine, which weighed much more than Chen Song imagined, and he didn't knock over the shrine this time.

Heavy bloody smell mixed with smell, a huge fat hand slowly lifted up, his body swelled several times as bad smell stared at Chen Song.

Chen Song's figure appeared in his bloody red eyes, but under the stimulus of anger and pain, the figure of Chen Song was slowly changing in his eyes, eventually becoming a strange middle-aged man.

“Dad... don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me! ”

Lifted palms pointed directly at Chen Song's head, stinking nose, palms also showed a man's wind-dried face!

The red coat was too fast to hide from Chen Song. The fat hand in his eyes was slowly getting bigger and suddenly a shadow was blocking him.

“Boom!”

Blood splattered and ten fingers cut off the stinking hand directly from the wrist like a blade.

“Does it hurt? ”

Slimming vowels put down his arms and the wounds on his body had been completely ripped apart. His face was full of madness and pain.

He was completely out of his mind, but even then he still stood in front of Chan Sing.

Step by step, the bloody red heart of the chest beats constantly, and countless bloodfills bloom throughout the room like the flowers of a nightmare in the abyss.

Suppression! Absolute suppression belonging to Xuyin!

There was a crisp sound in the shrine, because the resistance of Xu Yang was too intense, and there was a clear crack in the mud shaping, which ran directly through the statue.

Nor did Chen Song think that Xu Yan would still stand before himself decisively after losing his memory and being the only person Xu Yan trusted in the world, possibly starting at some point.

Without wasting this opportunity, Chan Song hit the shrine again.

Many more cracked mud shapes hit the small door of the shrine, and the blood on the walls seemed to be affected by it, the first headless ghost farthest away to recover her memories.

She clearly remembered Chen Song's previous request and appeared in the blink of an eye next to the shrine, removing the mud from the shrine.

As soon as the shrine leaves the mud, all the blood in the house returns to normal, and the curse entangling the red heels begins to dissipate.

The mud was taken by the headless ghost, and the faceless monster on the ground struggled desperately, but Xu Yan tore his limbs off.

The stench also returned to normal, his hands on the ground broken into blood silk, and he looked at his newly grown hands, his eyes flashing with remorse.

Apparently, to apologize, the stench grabbed the monster on the ground, and he was about to kill him and suddenly saw another face underneath the monster's face wound.

That face was wrapped in a curse, his eyes closed, his expression painful.

“Relax, can you get the man in the curse out? ”