Chapter 562 True and False

Tongguan felt a sultry heat, as if he had already played the role of a frog in warm water, with a fire burning his internal organs.

This was a powerful psychological effect, which made his mind no longer clear.

"The time advantage is mine, not yours.

Why do you still stick to me..."

Whispering softly, no one gave him an accurate answer.

In the quiet enchantment, a crystal sweat bead flowed on Tongguan's forehead, and fell to the ground and broke into several petals silently.

"Time is mine... Time is mine..."

The situation has been reversed. Has the time advantage that Tongguan once believed in been overturned?

"Hongfu" stared at him with a look that a living person could not guess, exerting a lot of pressure invisibly.

According to his previous thoughts, the fire in reality would devour the ghost's body painting.

As long as the three of them delay enough time, this crisis will fall apart.

But at this moment, he infinitely doubted that the advantage of "time is mine" was simply another trap.

This is a ghost with weak ability, but the most calculating. Such a simple and easy way of survival should not be a way to win.

Tongguan can no longer sit and wait for death, he must take the initiative to break the situation.

Only if he breaks out of the barrier first can he save Jin Xi and Hong Fu, and it is impossible for all three of them to die here.

In fact, the method to crack this ghost is very simple, and it is something that everyone can think of.

As long as one person breaks into the exhibition hall where Tongguan is, the barrier can be broken.

Tongguan held the mobile phone in his left hand and the headset in his right hand. He looked at the two again and again but finally gave up.

He could no longer trust this way of contact.

Everything he heard and saw was likely an illusion set by the ghost.

In today's situation, there is no other way except to break through from the inside.

Tongguan patted his hot cheeks with his hands, forcing himself to re-reason everything.

Looking back at the changes in the scenes before and after his meeting with "Hongfu", how he walked into the trap step by step.

Slowly, Tongguan set his eyes on "Hongfu", and a burst of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He carefully observed this special ghost squatting in the corner, but his brain kept recalling the scenes after the two met.

Tongguan didn't know when the barrier started.

But there was one thing he had been wondering about for a long time, that is, why did the ghost leave an "avatar" in the barrier to accompany him?

A shocking idea came to his mind.

Is there a possibility: "Hongfu" is not a ghost, it is a barrier!

Once this idea appeared, it completely occupied Tongguan's mind, and he kept pondering the accuracy of this possibility.

But after just thinking for a few seconds, he completely gave up his hesitation and took out a short knife from his waist.

No matter what its identity is, its attributes must be harmless.

In the current situation, time is life, and he must try and fail regardless of the consequences.

Only by constantly trying and failing can he leave the seventh exhibition hall in the shortest time to save Hongfu and Jinxi.

"Brother Tong, why are you holding a knife? You...stay away from me!"

"Hongfu" resumed the role-playing mentality, looking at Tongguan's step-by-step approach, constantly persuading but without any fear on his face.

"Is it not a barrier, and it is useless to destroy it? Otherwise, why is it like this?"

Tongguan's steps were a little faltering, and the appearance of "Hongfu" made him hesitate again.

The shrewdness of this ghost made him hesitate to act rashly, fearing that the cost of trial and error would be too high, resulting in no chance to leave.

The distance between the two was just a few steps, and although Tongguan was fast at first and then slow, he also arrived in front of it.

With the short knife in his palm, Tongguan stared closely at the slightly raised face of "Hongfu", but in the end he did not cut it.

He gave up destroying it and adopted another method.

The knife was not put away, but Tongguan stretched out his hand to "Hongfu" and lifted it up from the ground.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do by holding me?" It was still shouting.

But Tongguan ignored it, and took the first step towards leaving with it.

If "Hongfu" is a barrier, then it stays in this room, and Tongguan's range of activities is naturally in this room.

But what if it leaves this room?

Does it also mean that the barrier is also out of this room?

"Hongfu" is a mobile cage, Tongguan is a living person trapped, but he moves with the cage, which is equivalent to not being restricted in his freedom!

This method is the lowest trial and error cost Tongguan can think of.

But the effect is far greater than he imagined, because this time he really stepped out of the door of the original room.

This room that has trapped him for a long time finally completed "escape" at this moment.

Tongguan's face was glowing with joy, but "Hongfu" next to him sneered.

"Brother Tong, I'm not trying to scare you, how can you carry out the subsequent tasks with me?"

"Have you heard of an unspoken rule in the film and television industry?"

"What?"

"Kings do not meet kings."

Tongguan laughed instead of being angry. He was in a particularly good mood at this time, and even the stuffiness around him made him no longer anxious.

He brought this ghost with him, and he had a talisman.

In the subsequent tasks, he went to other ghost areas to investigate, and the two ghosts would inevitably fight.

So this unspoken rule can also be called "ghosts do not meet ghosts" in their tasks.

"Haha, you have a nice idea, then go ahead."

"Hongfu" spoke less, and Tongguan's speed became faster.

He turned "Hongfu" from the frame to his back, saving energy to the greatest extent, and arrived at the entrance of the exhibition hall in less than half a minute.

This door was pushed open half an hour ago, who knew that it would be so difficult to reopen half an hour later.

Tongguan had no time to sigh, and he sprinted out quickly the moment he opened the door.

At a glance, the changes in the outside world came into view.

The circular ring hall, with nine doors located separately, wrapped the porcelain flower pot in the center.

This is Tongguan's first stop at the World Heritage Museum, the Porcelain Museum on the negative third floor.

The seventh exhibition hall of the painting museum rotated to the porcelain museum.

Tongguan's heart trembled, and he looked around. Now the changes in the exhibition hall have been updated.

The layout half an hour ago is no longer the same.

Regarding the new changes, he didn't have time to distinguish, but he didn't find the eighth and ninth exhibition halls of the painting museum here.

Fortunately, he rotated to the negative third floor, so he could go all the way up to find Jin Xi and Hong Fu without wasting time.

Tongguan ran out of the corridor quickly with "Hongfu" on his back, but before going up, he turned his head awkwardly and looked at the stairs going down.

"How is it? Go to the negative fourth floor to see the situation? Feng Jiafu seems to have been harmed by Fang Shenyan."

"Hongfu" was still sarcastic, and Tongguan had no idea whether the information he had heard before was true or false.

But whether it was true or false, he had no time to save Feng Jiafu, but should go all the way up without looking back.

There was no negative second floor, no negative first floor, no positive first floor, positive second floor...

When Tongguan ran to the positive second floor, he finally saw the ninth exhibition hall of the painting gallery.

The door there was tightly closed, as if it had never been opened.

The real Hongfu was behind this door. Tongguan didn't need to do anything, just push the door open and walk in, and he would break this ghost.

"Have you thought about it?"

At this last step, "Hongfu" suddenly spoke with a solemn tone.

Tongguan glanced at him, pressed his hand on the door panel, and exerted a little force.

"Push it open, there is no turning back."

Tongguan ignored him and pushed open the door. The world inside was a sea of ​​fire.

The deeper it was, the more turbulent it was, forcing people to close their eyes.

But at a glance, there was nothing in it, and there was no figure of Hongfu.

Tongguan hesitated for a moment, stepped into the ninth exhibition hall, and walked along the inner door.

"Did you find it?

Along the way, you have not seen any living people except you."

"Hongfu" seemed to have changed its strategy. What it said was no longer a pure interference, as if there was another deep meaning.

Tongguan frowned, covered his mouth and nose, and walked deeper with difficulty. The scene in front of him became more and more familiar.

The layout of the ninth exhibition hall was very similar to the seventh exhibition hall he escaped from, and there seemed to be no difference under the sea of ​​fire.

Gradually, he walked to the place where he was trapped, but there was still no sign of other living people.

Standing there, Tongguan's breathing became more and more difficult, and the scorching fire dragon seemed to want to swallow him completely and melt him into powder.

"Hongfu" slowly got down from Tongguan's back and walked back to the corner of the wall in the fire.

Tongguan raised his head painfully, and he and "Hongfu" looked at each other from a distance, with clear astonishment in his eyes.

This position, this counterpoint, this scene, is simply the seventh exhibition hall after the fire spread!

"Hongfu" sighed and said with regret:

"Brother Tong, you solved the barrier, but don't forget the illusion.

Do you know whether every step you take is true or false?"