Chen Ge's calm tone, as if what he was talking about was just a trivial matter.
"Because you have been living in a ghost school, it is normal for you to be afraid of the painter and Chang Wenyu, but in the eyes of me and other outsiders, they are just two very ordinary top red clothes."
Hearing Chen Ge's comfort, Yinghong and the other ghost school students felt even more uncomfortable.
"There is no ordinary red clothes." Yinghong whispered, looking at Chen Ge, she suddenly remembered what Director Lei said before, and her eyes fell on Chen Ge's shadow involuntarily.
She could feel something hidden in Chen Ge's shadow, but her breath was so weak that she couldn't perceive it clearly.
"Forget it, I'll trust you once." Yinghong said and ran to Yingbai's side, holding onto Yingbai's hand very strongly.
"you… "
"Wait later, no matter what happens, don't let go of my hand. You have to know that I am the only person in this world who treats you wholeheartedly." Yinghong said to Yingbai in a tone of confession, scaring Yingbai. enough.
The sound of fighting was constantly heard outside the ghost school. Chen Ge was calm on the surface, but he was actually very uneasy inside.
He has called Zhang Ya's name in his heart countless times, but he has not received any response.
Without Zhang Ya, the red clothes around him would have the power to fight, but only the ability to resist.
"The dry well in Muyang Middle School hides the painter's secrets. The painter absolutely knows the existence of the dry well. That way is not safe enough. Besides, even if you leave the ghost school from the dry well, it is very difficult to enter the third ward through the bloody city." There are a large number of students gathered around Chen Ge, and he is really not sure to lead these students to leave together.
If you really want to leave the bloody city, it is estimated that most of the students will be scattered and buried in that city forever.
"The safest way is to wait and let us take control."
The psychic ghost school is a four-star scene, independent of the bloody city. Now that the door has appeared, there are fewer and fewer secrets here, more and more things emerge, and Chen Ge is more and more confident.
"Chen Ge, let me say one more word, do you really think we can become the new masters here? Can we do better than the painter?" The old principal was a little disturbed, he was the oldest and the most rational: "The painter's strength is close to On top of the red shirt, he has such a terrifying special ability, but even this can't completely control the ghost school and get the approval of that door, do you think we can do it?"
The old principal had doubts in his heart for a long time, but he never said it.
Chen Ge wanted him to be the headmaster of the ghost school, but he was only half-dressed in red, let alone a painter, any red-clothed around could easily kill him.
"The students entered the door because of despair. They wanted to obtain salvation behind the door, not to deceive and conceal. The painter's starting point was very good, but he was too paranoid. There is no heaven behind the door. Once the false heaven is exposed , the consequences are even more serious." Chen Ge looked back at the old principal: "What we want is not to deceive, but to truly help those homeless children and turn this place into a home they can rely on."
"We don't build a paradise, we only build a harbor for them to dock. When they are tired, they can come here to rest, and if they want to leave, no one will stop them. Most of their lives are painful and tangled. People can always do what they want to do, this is a complete life, we don’t force them to change their lives, but only support them when they are tired.”
It was the first time that Hongyi and Li Gui behind the door had heard someone say these things. They felt that what Chen Ge said was quite reasonable, but after taking a closer look, it seemed that something was not quite right.
"Okay." The old principal stopped talking, but there was still a hint of worry hidden in his eyes.
While Chen Ge and the others were discussing, the situation outside the ghost school changed again.
The man hiding in the center of the storm was attacked from both sides. He originally reached an agreement with Chang Wenyu, but who knew that at the most critical moment, Chang Wenyu decisively betrayed him.
Everyone is for their own interests, and the top red-clothes of them are just using each other. Trust and friendship are more precious and rare than diamonds behind the door.
"Chang Wenyu!"
The dream door was right in front of him, but he couldn't touch it. The man in the blood-colored storm roared hysterically. He wanted to tear Chang Wenyu apart.
"We are only one step away from being above the red clothes. Whoever can open this door and become the real master of the ghost school's will may become the existence above the red clothes." Chang Wenyu knew very well: "Do you think I Will you be on top of the red shirt? If you get this movable door, you will surely lure more children into the world behind the door through it, and use their despair and pain to strengthen yourself."
"Isn't that how the door is used? That world turned its back on you, left her behind the door, bullied you, tortured you, and now you finally have a way to retaliate against them, allowing them to experience the same feeling, don't you? Aren't you excited?!" The man in the blood-colored storm kept roaring, he gave a lot, but now he has nothing in return, and he is in danger of dying at any time.
"I haven't figured out why the door appeared. It's better to destroy something like this." The characters on Chang Wenyu's back were printed on the door. The ordinary door slowly turned red, and there was blood from the cracks in the door panel. It oozes out: "Look, no matter how cleverly this door is hidden, it flows with the blood of living people after all, and it is a monster that eats away despair and pain."
The cracks on the door panel continued to expand, and every student in the ghost school heard a whimper, but each of them heard a different voice, as if it came from the bottom of their hearts.
That door was screaming, affecting the minds of all the students in the ghost school, and the painter was also affected to a certain extent.
Since the blood-colored mirror was shattered, the power he could draw on became less and less, the huge and terrifying body kept getting smaller, and the few arms on his back that were connected to the heavens and the earth slowly withered, dragging weakly behind him.
On the other hand, Chang Wenyu seems to have not relied on that door too much because she had left the ghost school. At this time, she was not greatly affected, and even her breath became stronger and stronger.
"This door took you in when you were most desperate, but you wanted to destroy it. If you don't have it, how should desperate people hide in the future? Do you have to face that world?" Although the painter's strength has weakened, But there is light hidden in the dark eyes, including everything that is happening now seems to be what he expected.
The skin wrapped in bloodshot showed a corner, and the painter looked at Chang Wenyu.