Even in the world behind the door, there are very few ghosts as crazy as painters.
Unlike other monsters, he cannot be judged by good or bad. No one knows what he is thinking in his heart, and no one knows what he will do in the next second, but one thing is certain, this red-clothed is very terrifying. In order to achieve the goal, it can be said that the means are unscrupulous.
He doesn't care about other people's opinions, and he has no moral constraints. Everything he does is because he thinks he should do it.
Such people are very scary, and the man in the blood mist understands this.
The fishy wind swept across the sky, and screams resounded throughout the campus, but neither the evil nor the painter was shaken.
He bit the painter's arm wickedly, his stomach was enlarged, black blood vessels appeared on the pig's face, and his body gradually became uncoordinated.
The situation of the painter is not very good. He uses his body as a carrier to lead all the sins accumulated in the east and west campuses to the mouth of evil.
He wanted to endure the evil, and deal with the sins accumulated in the ghost school by the way.
The idea is good, but the problem is that the person who acts as the conduit is he, and all the sins will be injected into the painter's body first, and then into the mouth of evil.
This is a contest of wills, and whoever can't bear it first will end up miserably.
Black blood vessels appeared on the face, and the blood vessels seemed to be swimming as a poisonous snake, beating constantly, and it might burst at any time.
In this case, the painter looked at the man in the blood mist.
Layers of thick fog blocked him, the man knew that the painter could not see him, but he still felt a little guilty, and he was very afraid of the painter's ability.
"Are all the dirty things in that city the same as you?" The painter's expression was so terrifying that the word savage was no longer enough to describe: "I only hide in the fog, and I don't even have the courage to face my own desires. ?"
"The more you talk, the weaker you are." The man in the blood mist didn't care what the painter said at all, he manipulated the blood mist to cover his body: "I just want that door..."
"You can never find that door, even if the door is in front of you, you can't see it." The painter seemed to be trying to keep himself rational. His face was completely deformed and distorted. Any monster ever drawn is terrifying.
Endless sins and negative emotions rushed into his body, and all the pain that the ghost school students had experienced reappeared in his mind. There are always many things in life that can sting people. It may be a sentence or a thing. They are like It's a nail stuck in my heart.
There is still a smile on the surface, but as long as the heart is still beating, the wound will be affected, and black blood will flow out from time to time.
It is not difficult to pull out the nail stuck in the heart, but even if you really let go, after the nail is pulled out, it will still leave an ugly wound.
The more painful the stabbing, the deeper the wound, and the painter could not smooth out the wound in everyone's heart, so he could only pull out the nail first, and then erase the children's related memories.
If you don't think about it, it won't hurt. The painter has helped every child in the East and West campuses, leaving only the good for them. Those nails that symbolize pain are put into the garbage transfer station.
The more unbearable the memory is, the deeper it is buried.
These nails will not disappear just because the owner forgets them. In the final analysis, they are also part of the memory. Life is complete because of pain and sadness.
The painter has never figured out how to deal with these "garbage", and at this time, evil appeared.
"I seem to have been mistaken about one thing. Heaven is not without sin. When the sun falls, it is destined to have shadows. Maybe I can build a heaven in the dark." not lost.
He is now on the verge of collapse. At the beginning, Doctor Gao suffered the sin behind the three-star scene. With the strength of the top red clothes, he almost collapsed. At this time, the painter is suffering from the disaster of the four-star scene. not easy.
It was a battle of wills, the painter was on the verge of going mad, and the evil was not good.
He can swallow negative emotions and absorb disasters and misfortunes, but it will take time for him to transform. He had never been in such a situation, and no one before the painter would spend years stripping away all the sins within a four-star scene.
He has a great appetite, but he can't swallow the misfortune of the whole ghost school.
The monsters in the blood-colored city underestimated the psychic ghost school. Even if there is no complete red clothing, it is still a four-star scene rated by black mobile phones!
Evil thoughts like a black waterfall were injected into the painter's body, and then he was all sent into the mouth of evil.
Time lost its meaning behind the door, and I don't know how long it took, Evil's body began to deform, his pig face mask was stretched open, and his entire body swelled several times.
"That mouth is not the end. If you want freedom, then go for it yourself. Break through it, and you can get everything you want." The painter knows what he has locked in the garbage transfer station, that is this ghost school darkest side.
The pressure of evil is much greater than that of the painter. It does not have any time to breathe, and the sin in its stomach has not yet been digested, and more evil spirits condensed into dark despair get into its mouth.
The eyeballs under the pig-face mask moved uneasily, and there was an unpleasant sound in his throat, like a fish-bone stuck in the throat of a person who likes to eat fish.
The man in the blood mist had a bad premonition. He had to take action to buy time to digest the evil.
"You heresy behind the door." The man finally decided to do it, the blood mist turned into a red storm, and the man stood in the center of the storm: "I'll tell you how stupid it is to build a heaven in hell."
As soon as the man in the lead made a move, the painter immediately responded. The other arm behind him stretched out to the dormitory where Lin Sisi was.
On the other side of the mirror, Lin Sisi seemed to have long known that this day would come. He glanced back at his bedroom and left quietly.
The arm cut through the mirror, the second fulcrum was destroyed, and countless fragments of mirrors composed of memories and dreams fell down, and the painter's figure was reflected on each mirror.
The wound on his body was torn, and the arms that stretched out from the crack were stained with black blood and waved slowly: "Every mirror here is my eyes, as long as I see you, everything about you will be destroyed. I deprive."
The painter was not afraid of anyone at all, and his madness exceeded everyone's expectations, including Chen Ge.
Arms grabbed Evil and stabbed Evil's swollen body. The painter didn't take care of the man in the blood mist, but tried his best to stuff the disaster and sin of the ghost school into Evil's body.
The black waterfall was turbulent, and the evil body finally burst open after it swelled to the limit!
Countless fierce spirits emerged from the evil body, and the entire ghost school was enveloped in negative emotions.
Depressed, dark, and covered in black blood, the painter threw away the evil body, and he stood in the center of the ghost correction.
"I destroyed the good and threw away the evil, and now you are the only one left, come on, let me paint for you!"