Footsteps came from the corridor outside the reading room. The library manager was moving here. Although Chen Ge still had a lot of doubts in his heart, he had no time to ask.
"Chang Gu, I hope you don't deceive me. I can do my best to help your sister, but you must ensure that my friends and I can leave this school safely."
Chen Ge got together with other members of the club. He was very trustworthy. He said that if he wanted to take Zhang Ju and them away, he would definitely do it.
"I can assure you, but the question is is my guarantee useful? Here, anything can happen, and even a painter can't give you a 100% guarantee." Chang Gu's blood-red eye twitched slightly , no one knows what he is thinking now.
"You have changed a lot after entering the door. It seems that I have to re-examine our relationship." Chen Ge looked calm, he always looks like this, people can't figure it out, I don't know if he is singing an empty city plan, Still another trump card.
"We are friends, and we also come from outside the door. I will not harm you if we know the root cause." Chang Gu raised the backpack in his hand: "Look, I even delivered things for you."
"We are indeed friends, but I also made some friends in the door. Everyone is friends, so I hope you don't make me too embarrassed." Chen Ge didn't tell Chang Gu one thing. He was on the top floor of the teaching building. The toilet had promised to be a friend of a certain person.
At that time, he was using Lin Sisi's mobile phone and saw the picture of Lin Sisi being bullied before. At the end of the video, he heard a voice in his ear, that voice wanted to be his friend.
With the idea of multiple friends and multiple paths, Chen Ge agreed directly.
Thinking about it now, the owner of that voice is probably a painter.
Many people want to use Chen Ge, but if they get to know Chen Ge in depth, they will probably regret it very much.
"Okay, just do as you said." Chen Ge led the other club members to Chang Gu's side: "Can you give me my things now?"
"No problem, but you have to wait until you enter the mirror before you can open the backpack." Chang Gu did not hand over the backpack to Chen Ge, but followed him to the last row of bookshelves.
Several people worked together to push the bookshelf away, revealing a mirror covered with a black cloth.
"This mirror won't be used a few times. You'd better hurry up and get the approval of the school's will before the painter finds it here." Chang Gu lifted the black cloth and handed the backpack to Chen Ge: "Stand in front of the mirror and put your hands on it. In the mirror, look with your heart, and you will see the world beyond the mirror."
After taking the backpack, Chen Ge didn't immediately put his hand on the mirror, he took a step back.
"What do you want to do?" Chang Gu frowned.
"Don't be nervous, it's my first time entering this ghost place and I have no experience, so I want to see how others do it first." Chen Ge restrained his urge to open his backpack and gave Zhang Ju a look: "These are The scene should have appeared in your memory."
Zhang Ju nodded, pushed Zhou Tu to Zhu Long, and stood in front of the mirror: "To be honest, I actually really want to live in the dream of being a painter, but if it comes at the cost of freedom, that's fine."
With his scarred arm resting on the mirror, Zhang Ju raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.
Chen Ge discovered something a long time ago. In the world behind the door, mirrors rarely appear.
It seems that in this blood-red world, mirrors have other special meanings.
He stood at the end of the line and watched patiently. If there were no people around, he even wanted to find a pen and paper to record the whole process.
The blood dripped onto the mirror along the arm, and bloodshots crawled on the mirror surface, and it was not clear whether they were outside the mirror or from the world inside the mirror.
There were more and more bloodshots, and at a certain moment, in the blink of an eye, the scene in the mirror suddenly changed.
It is also a library, but the library in the mirror has turned blood red, blood is flowing, and each book seems to be written in blood.
"I didn't expect that one day I would come back. This time, I hope I don't make the wrong choice again."
Zhang Ju muttered to himself outside the mirror, but in the mirror he remained motionless, like a puppet without a soul, with his head lowered and his eyes closed.
"Pay attention to safety, don't run around after entering, wait in place, we act together, the strength is great." Chen Ge wanted to say something, but Zhang Ju's state was a little unstable, he didn't listen to Chen Ge at all if.
The head that was deformed by the fire turned slowly, Zhang Ju's only right eye was red as blood, he stared at Chang Gu, the wounds on his body were all cracked, and countless bloodshots were surging on his body.
"Your left eye is so beautiful, I... want to eat it."
Zhang Ju seemed to be stimulated by something, and his expression was ferocious and distorted. What was even more strange was that his expression in the mirror gradually began to change, and gradually became the same as himself.
When the two were in sync, the hand he pressed on the mirror was dragged, and his body was submerged in the mirror.
"He was dragged in by himself in the mirror?" Before Chen Ge could react, there was only a pool of blood left in front of the mirror, and Zhang Ju disappeared as if he had never appeared before.
"The mirror can reflect your appearance, but it cannot reflect your soul. The mirror is your body on one side and your desires on the other. You can see the ugliest side of yourself when you look in the mirror, and you can also look in the mirror. You can see your most dangerous side at all times.” After Zhang Ju was sent away, Chang Gu spoke in a much more relaxed tone: “The mirror behind the gate of the ghost school is not the same as the one in reality. The painter sent all the beautiful things into the mirror. , all the ugly, desperate and horrible things are put out of the mirror, so when each of you looks in the mirror, you will see a different version of yourself."
When Zhang Ju was speaking, Zhou Tu had already passed the mirror. He was so fast that the surrounding community members, including Chen Ge and Chang Gu, did not notice.
"Mr. Bai, I know you still haven't told me a lot." Zhu Long seemed to have something to say, but perhaps considering the presence of outsiders, he didn't say those words in the end: "I rarely trust others, I hope Don't be disappointed."
Putting his palm on the mirror, Zhu Long looked at himself in the mirror, his tall body was reassembled, and what was reflected in the mirror couldn't be counted as a person at all, more like a rag doll sewed by a bad boy.
The blood in front of the mirror was getting thicker and thicker. After all the club members left, Chen Ge stood in front of the mirror with two backpacks.