The reason why Chen Ge can think of this is because of Fang Yu. As Fang Yu grows older, his memory gets worse and worse.
"The ability of the monster itself should be related to memory. With the help of the shrine and the curse, he gained some kind of reinforcement." Chen Ge found the crux of the problem: "All the curses in the house are flocking to the red high heels, obviously, he knows that he His ability has a weak effect on the red high-heeled shoes. Then why is the red high-heeled shoes immune to his ability? Could it be that his ability itself is a curse?"
Whatever the reason, Chen Ge knew he couldn't drag it on any longer.
The opponent did everything to protect the shrine, so if Chen Ge wanted to break the game, he had to target the shrine.
"Xu Yin! Get the shrine off that guy!"
Hearing Chen Ge's voice, the pain in Xu Yin'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, the clay sculptures that seemed to be pinched by a child suddenly opened their eyes.
Blood oozes from the dead words on the inner wall of the shrine, and a thin crack appears on the chest of the clay sculpture where the word Fangyu is written.
When the clay sculpture in the shrine opened its eyes, the red clothes in the house, except for the red high heels, became more painful. They seemed to be repeating the tragedy of their lives and re-experience the suffocating despair.
There were wounds on Xu Yin's red shirt, as if a knife wanted to separate him.
The headless female ghost covered her neck with her hands, as if there was an invisible scar on her neck.
Worst of all was the stench, the boy's body was growing and his eyes were filled with black and red blood.
The situation of the three red clothes is getting more and more serious, which is completely beyond Chen Ge's expectations.
"Erasing the memories of the three red clothes at the same time should only be done by the fierce god. This guy's ability itself is related to memory. It is estimated that with the help of the clay sculpture in the shrine, the memory of red clothes was eliminated in a short period of time."
Chen Ge was still very calm until this time: "The possibility of this elimination is temporary. When he stops using his abilities, or the clay sculpture in the shrine is destroyed, the memory of Hongyi will be restored."
Amnesia is temporary, but it can be calculated as short-term amnesia, which will also make Chen Ge's situation very dangerous.
Red-clothed, stimulated by hatred and despair, is likely to kill Chen Ge directly!
"The ability of this monster is still increasing, and Xu Yin's condition is getting worse and worse."
Now there are two choices in front of Chen Ge. One is to keep his troops still. Cracks continue to appear on the clay sculptures in the shrine. Monsters use this ability, which is also a burden for the clay sculptures.
When the clay sculpture shatters, the monster's ability will naturally be released.
This choice is equivalent to handing over life and death to others. Chen Ge didn't like it, so he chose the second method, which is to find a way to get the clay sculpture out of the shrine by himself.
"I'm so sorry that I didn't bring the Skull Crusher. After a few days of stability, I've become so careless. I must keep this lesson in mind."
The second method is dangerous, but Chen Ge decided to take the risk.
Whether it was Xu Yin, Stink, or the headless female ghost, they were all Chen Ge's family members. Seeing the pained expressions on their faces, Chen Ge felt that he had to do something.
"I finally let them see the light of the world, but you want them to forget this?" Chen Ge didn't want the red clothes beside him to experience the same desperation before his death, he used his shadow pupil to see clearly those cursed Black line: "All the curses are on the side of the red high-heeled shoes. There is almost no curse in the position between the stench and Xu Yin. The monster is also pressed to the ground. He shouldn't be able to attack me."
"The inner wall of the shrine is engraved with dead characters, and the clay sculpture is stained with a little black blood. I can't touch these things." Chen Ge looked at the small door opened by the shrine: "You can only hit the outer wall of the shrine from the side to see if you can remove the shrine from the shrine. Knock off that monster, or knock the clay sculpture out of the shrine."
Continue to delay, one of the three red clothes goes berserk, and Chen Ge may be affected. He can only take risks while the memory of red clothes has not been completely eliminated.
Taking a step forward, Chen Ge suddenly accelerated and rushed to the side of the shrine. Before he could make the next move, the monster pinned to the ground suddenly raised his face full of wounds.
Looking at the face without facial features, Chen Ge was a little dazed, but Chen Ge woke up in a short time, and he slammed into the shrine.
The clay sculpture with Fang Yu's name written on it shook in the shrine. The shrine was much heavier than Chen Ge had imagined. He didn't knock over the shrine this time.
The thick bloody smell mixed with the stench floated, a huge fat hand was slowly raised, and the stench that swelled several times was staring at Chen Ge.
Chen Ge's figure appeared in his blood-red eyes, but under the stimulation of anger and pain, Chen Ge's figure in his eyes was slowly changing, and finally turned into a strange middle-aged man.
"Dad... don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me!"
The raised palm was aimed at Chen Ge's head and photographed directly, the stench was foul, and a man's dried face appeared in the palm of his hand!
The speed of the red clothes was too fast, and Chen Ge couldn't hide at all. The fat hand in his eyes was slowly getting bigger, and suddenly a figure stood in front of him.
"Bang!"
Blood splattered everywhere, and ten fingers cut off the foul-smelling hand directly from the wrist like blade.
"Does it hurt?"
The thin Xu Yin put down his arms, the wound on his body had completely split open, his face was grim, and only madness and pain remained in his eyes.
Completely lost his mind, but even so, he still stood in front of Chen Ge.
Not leaving an inch, the blood-red heart on his chest kept beating, and countless bloodshots bloomed in the entire room like the flowers of nightmares in the abyss.
suppress! It belongs to Xu Yin's absolute suppression!
There was a crisp sound in the shrine, because Xu Yin's resistance was too fierce, and an obvious crack appeared on the clay statue, and this trace ran directly through the entire statue.
Chen Ge also did not expect that Xu Yin would still stand in front of him decisively after losing his memory with him. Maybe from a certain time, he had become the only person Xu Yin trusted in this world.
Without wasting this opportunity, Chen Ge rammed into the shrine again.
The clay sculpture with many more cracks touched the small door of the shrine, and the blood on the wall seemed to be affected by this, and the headless female ghost who was farthest away was the first to retrieve her memory.
She clearly remembered Chen Ge's previous request, appeared next to the shrine in the blink of an eye, and took the clay sculpture out of the shrine.
The moment the shrine left the clay sculpture, all the blood in the room returned to normal, and the curse entangled in the red high heels began to slowly dissipate.
The clay sculpture was taken by the headless female ghost, and the faceless monster lying on the ground struggled desperately, but was torn off by Xu Yin's limbs.
The stench also returned to normal, and the severed hand on the ground turned into bloodshots. He looked at his newly grown hand, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
As if to express his apology, the stench grabbed the monster on the ground. He was about to kill him when he suddenly saw another face under the wound on the monster's face.
The face was wrapped in curse, eyes closed, expression pained.
"Don't worry, can you get the man wrapped in the curse out?"