Xie Heng stood behind his great-granddaughter, crossing his waist and nodding in satisfaction.

Very good, after giving the order this time, Xie Xiaozhuang's reaction and hesitation time was shortened by a few tenths of a second compared to before.

Picked up the bench and rounded it down, very realistic.

Of course, it may also be that this Nizi really wants to beat Zhao Zhengyang too much, and this possibility cannot be ruled out.

"Cow!"

Li Erpao and Jiang Zhefan gave a thumbs up.

As a profession that has tied its head to the waistband of its pants all year round, they are not enough to make a decision for a little girl, ashamed!

How did they know, if Xie Heng himself was replaced, it is estimated that the moment he opened the door, he would see this thing like this, and it was estimated that he would be able to get started.

Where do you need to stop there for a long time, stunned to scratch a body of paw prints.

"Okay, just don't die."

Jiang Zhefan put his fingers on the tip of Zhao Zhengyang's nose, and he could feel the hot breath exhaled.

"Wake up."

Li Erpao slapped Zhao Zhengyang's face with his backhand, and he needed to wake him up now.

Getting more information from Zhao Zhengyang's mouth, and now a few more words of information may bring them great help.

Zhao Zhengyang was slapped a few times by Li Erpao's rough hand, and he really opened his eyes in a daze.

The moment he regained consciousness, the huge pain in his fingers and head made him scream like a pig: "Ah!! How can it hurt so much!? ”

Now Xie Heng only needs to look at him, Xie Xiaozhuang immediately understood, stepped forward and said: "Just now you fell into the illusion created by the evil ghost, scratched the wall, and hit your head, thanks to my extraordinary means to save you." ”

"Puff cough cough ......"

Li Erpao almost didn't hold back, but in the face of Zhao Zhengyang's eyes for verification, he nodded silently.

"Thank you, thank you so much! Thanks to you, girl! When you go out, you will be thanked after you go out! ”

Zhao Zhengyang was shocked, but he still thanked him gratefully.

"Ahem, or what did you see in the illusion just now? Remember? ”

Jiang Zhefan adjusted his state and asked about the matter.

Zhao Zhengyang covered his head, recalling with difficulty, and pieced together a little fragment of memory.

Just the memories can frighten Zhao Zhengyang's face to turn pale.

"I'm a little confused right now if it's an illusion or not...... It seems that the location is still in the Asahi Department Store. ”

"Then in the room, it was this wall, suddenly a grimace appeared, I couldn't run out, the grimace was getting closer and closer to me, I was scared, I couldn't faint and couldn't faint, so I could only scratch him!"

"But it's still getting closer and closer, and I even feel like I'm going to put it on at any moment, and I'm scared! It's even more dead, and then the memory is not too clear. ”

"Main...... I didn't feel like I was headbutting anything...... Why does my head hurt so much? ”

Zhao Zhengyang couldn't remember, the time he had been in the illusion was actually not long, and that was all he had experienced.

Jiang Zhefan nodded, he was the only one among the three ghost riders who had been phantomed, so listening to Zhao Zhengyang's description was more intuitive.

Just now, Jiang Zhefan didn't even tell which moment he was pulled into the illusion, and everything in front of him after that was too real.

And the most important thing is that the ghost Jiang Zhefan saw, the puppet ghost, is constantly approaching him like Zhao Zhengyang said.

"Uh...... It doesn't matter. ”

"Is there anything else you'd like to add? For example, the grimace that appears on this wall, is there anything special about it? ”

"Like, have you ever seen this ghost before?"

Jiang Zhefan asked.

Several people were all seriously waiting for Zhao Zhengyang's answer, and Jiang Zhefan's question was particularly crucial.

Because of the few of them at present, the information about the illusion is only the one provided by Jiang Zhefan alone.

With this alone, there is no way to be completely sure what kind of nature the illusion created by the ghost is in.

"Of course I did! And it's a shadow of my whole year last year! ”

Zhao Zhengyang replied quickly: "Last year, when I went out on a business trip and stayed in the hotel, it was such a grimace that suddenly appeared, and almost half of the people in the hotel died at that time. ”

"In the end, it was the ghost riders who came to rescue me, and I survived."

"But even if I survived, I had nightmares every night, and every now and then I had a grimace in my dreams, which was really scary."

"That face is definitely the most feared thing in my life, there is no one."

Jiang Zhefan, Xie Xiaozhuang, and Li Erpao glanced at each other, the same as they speculated.

"If both of them are the same, it is likely that the basis for this demon's illusion is the fear that comes from everyone's heart."

Li Erpao said.

He didn't know Zhao Zhengyang, but Jiang Zhefan he knew best.

The appearance of the puppet ghost, in order to save him, the female ghost rider sacrificed by Xu Dushi has always been Jiang Zhefan's shadow, and there has been no way to get out.

The reason why Jiang Zhefan was willing to join them was to overcome his fear and go on with the belief of the ghost rider who sacrificed for him.

But the fact is that even if it is just an illusion today, when he sees the puppet ghost again, Jiang Zhefan is still too frightened to move.

Xie Xiaozhuang looked at Xie Heng.

"There's still too little information."

Xie Heng shook his head and said, it's not that he was personally phantomed, it's hard to say.

The judgment of others can only be used as a certain amount of reference.

However, Li Erpao's speculation is also correct, fear has always been the most fundamental means used by evil spirits to torture people.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Zhefan walked out of the door and looked down against the railing, and there were probably hundreds of people blocked at the exit of the mall.

Jiang Zhefan's palm meat lotus suddenly trembled a few times at this time, and hurriedly said, "I seem to be able to sense its ghost qi again!" ”

"The directions are...... No, it's not anymore, and the location changes quickly. ”

"Within the ghost, it can appear anywhere at will, and maybe even behind any of us in the next moment."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhefan lost his sense of direction again.

"Let's go our separate ways, or only by finding the source can we completely destroy the ghost."

Xie Heng said, and Xie Xiaozhuang followed the proposal one-to-one.

"Yes, we are all together, and we can only be slowly consumed by ghosts."

Jiang Zhefan nodded.

Even if he knew that the illusion could be interrupted by external interference, who would dare to hit this kind of ghost criticism illusion a second time?

The last time it lasted 30 seconds, the next time it might only last 35 seconds.

So instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative.

Li Erpao took out three bracelets from his clothes, gave one to Jiang Zhefan and Xie Xiaozhuang, and said, "This thing is issued by the team, it can come in handy today, both of you wear it." ”

"It can detect your heart rate at all times, and if your heart rate rises above the normal threshold, the other two will give an alarm."

"If there are these two, whoever of us has been hit by the illusion can be alerted immediately, and then rush over, but at this time, we can only fight with one hand and be determined."

Compared with the bracelet, Xie Xiaozhuang trusted the great-grandfather on the side more, and his nervous face collapsed a little.

Xie Heng's few words of 'ancestral teachings' passed down by himself seemed to make Jiang Zhefan and the two of them trust her very much now.

Only she knows that she is a pure punchweight fighter, and she has to look at her great-grandfather.

"Master, you asked me to follow suit, if I am tricked, you can't die without help!"

Xie Xiaozhuang cat was in the corner, begging in a suppressed voice.

Xie Heng nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to clench his fist, and motioned to her 'Sandbag's big fist, rest assured.' ’

Over there, Xie Xiaozhuang's micro-expressions and small movements that were so subtle that they were almost imperceptible also fell in Jiang Zhefan's eyes.