The reason why Chen Ge could think of this was because of Fang Yu. As Fang Yu grew older, his memory became worse and worse.

"The monster's ability should be related to memory. With the help of the shrine and the curse, he gained some kind of enhancement." Chen Ge found the key to the problem: "All the curses in the house are rushing towards the red high heels. Obviously, he knows that his ability has little effect on the red high heels. Then why are the red high heels immune to his ability? Is his ability itself a curse?"

No matter what the reason was, Chen Ge knew he couldn't delay it any longer.

The other party is trying their best to protect the shrine, so if Chen Ge wants to break through, he must set his sights on 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 as he touched the shrine, something happened that no one expected.

The clay sculpture in the shrine, which looked like a child's casual sculpture, suddenly opened its eyes.

Blood oozed from the word "Death" on the inner wall of the shrine, and a thin crack appeared on the clay sculpture's chest where the two words "Fang Yu" were written.

When the clay sculpture in the shrine opened its eyes, the people in red in the room, except for the red high heels, became more miserable. They seemed to be repeating the tragedy of their previous lives and re-experiencing the suffocating despair.

There were wounds all over Xu Yin's red clothes, as if a knife wanted to cut him in half.

The headless female ghost covered her neck with both hands, and there seemed to be an invisible scar on her neck.

The worst part was the stench, the boy's body was swelling, and his eyes were full of dark red blood.

The situation of the three men in red was getting worse and worse, which was completely beyond Chen Ge's expectations.

"Only the evil god can erase the memories of the three red-clothed men at the same time. This guy's ability is related to memory. It is estimated that with the help of the clay sculpture in the shrine, he was able to erase the red-clothed men's memories in a short period of time."

Chen Ge remained calm until this moment: "This elimination is most likely temporary. Once he stops using his ability, or the clay sculpture in the shrine is destroyed, Red Clothes' memory will be restored."

Memory erasure is temporary, and can be considered as short-term amnesia, which will also make Chen Ge's situation very dangerous.

Fueled by hatred and despair, the man in red is likely to kill Chen Ge outright!

"This monster's power is still increasing, and Xu Yin and the others are getting worse and worse."

Chen Ge now has two choices. One is to stay put. Cracks keep appearing on the clay sculpture in the shrine. The monster using this ability is also a burden to the clay sculpture.

When the clay sculpture crumbles, the monster's abilities will naturally be removed.

This choice was equivalent to handing life and death to others. Chen Ge did not like to do this, so he chose the second method, which was to find a way to get the clay sculpture out of the shrine himself.

"I really regret not bringing a skull crusher. After a few days of peace, I have become so careless. I must remember this lesson."

The second method was very dangerous, but Chen Ge decided to take the risk.

Whether it was Xu Yin, Evil Chou, or the headless female ghost, they were all Chen Ge's family. Seeing the painful 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 it?" Chen Ge didn't want the girl in red to experience the despair she had in her previous life. He used his Yin pupil to see clearly the black lines covered with curses: "All the curses are biased towards the red high heels. There are almost no curses between the stench and Xu Yin. The monster is also pinned to the ground. He should not be able to attack me."

"The inner wall of the shrine is engraved with the word death, and the clay sculpture is stained with a little black blood. I can't touch these things." Chen Ge looked at the small door of the shrine and said, "I can only hit the outer wall of the shrine from the side to see if I can knock the shrine off the monster, or knock the clay sculpture out of the shrine."

If he continues to delay, one of the three red-clothed people might go berserk and Chen Ge might be affected. He can only take the risk while the red-clothed people's memory has not been completely erased.

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 that was pinned to the ground suddenly raised his wounded face.

Looking at the face without facial features, Chen Ge was a little dazed, but he woke up in a short time and slammed into the shrine.

The clay sculpture with Fang Yu's name on it was shaking in the shrine. The shrine was much heavier than Chen Ge had imagined, so he did not knock it over.

A strong smell of blood mixed with stench wafted over, and a huge fat hand slowly rose up, its body expanding several times as stench as it stared at Chen Ge.

The figure of Chen Ge appeared in his blood-red eyes, but under the stimulation of anger and pain, the figure of Chen Ge in his eyes was slowly changing, and finally turned into the appearance of a strange middle-aged man.

"Dad...don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

He raised his palm and slapped Chen Ge's head directly. A foul odor filled his nose, and a man's wind-dried face appeared in his palm!

The man in red was too fast, and Chen Ge couldn't dodge it at all. The fat hand in his eyes was slowly getting bigger, and suddenly a figure blocked his way.

“Bang!”

Blood splattered everywhere, and ten fingers cut off the smelly hand directly from the wrist like blades.

"Does it hurt?"

The thin Xu Yin lowered his arms. The wounds on his body had completely split open. His face was hideous, and there was only madness and pain in his eyes.

He had completely lost his mind, but even so he still stood in front of Chen Ge.

He followed her closely, the blood-red heart in his chest beating continuously, and countless blood threads bloomed throughout the room like nightmare flowers from the abyss.

Suppression! Xu Yin's absolute suppression!

There was a crisp sound in the shrine. Because Xu Yin's resistance was too fierce, an obvious crack appeared on the clay sculpture, which went straight through the entire statue.

Chen Ge had not expected that Xu Yin would still stand in front of him decisively after losing his and her memories. Perhaps from some point in time, he had become the only person Xu Yin trusted in this world.

Without wasting this opportunity, Chen Ge crashed into the shrine again.

The clay sculpture with many cracks touched the small door of the shrine, and the bloody words on the wall seemed to be affected by it. The headless female ghost who was the farthest away was the first to regain her memory.

She clearly remembered Chen Ge's previous request, and in the blink of an eye she appeared next to the shrine and took the clay sculpture out of the shrine.

The moment the shrine left the clay sculpture, all the blood words in the room returned to normal, and the curse that was entangled with the red high heels began to slowly dissipate.

The clay sculpture was taken by the headless female ghost. The faceless monster lying on the ground struggled desperately, but Xu Yin tore off his limbs.

The stench returned to normal, and the severed hand on the ground turned into blood. He looked at his newly grown hand, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

As if to express his apology, Stinky grabbed the monster on the ground. He was about to kill it when he suddenly saw another face under the wound on the monster's face.

The face was wrapped in a curse, with eyes closed and an expression of pain.

"Don't worry, can you get the man wrapped in the curse out?"