Chapter 828 You Have Her Breath on You

"No. 1 is very special. He is different from everyone else. He is the first student in this school." Zhou Tu glanced at the other club members: "In other words, this school will become what it is today. Looks have a lot to do with him."

"When you mentioned the painter, I felt scared for no reason. Just these two words made my heart jump." Zhang Ju's body was about to be completely stained red with blood, and his face was like a melted candle. of terror.

"It's normal to be afraid, because you must have seen him before you turned into a monster, and you are one of his works." Zhou Tu inadvertently revealed another secret: "Everything you experience after entering the door is arranged by the painter Yes, but there was a little accident later."

"How do you know this? Didn't you just say nothing about the painter?"

"Because I'm like you. To be precise, except for the painter himself, everyone else is his work!" Zhou Tu said with deep fear: "You, me, Lin Sisi, including Wang Yicheng and the school We are all the works of the painter. From the moment we enter the door, we are living in the script of the painter.”

"If it's true as you said, why did the accident happen to Zhang Ju?" Chen Ge didn't fully believe Zhou Tu. It wasn't because he suspected Zhou Tu was deceiving him, but because there were some things that Zhou Tu didn't know, such as Zhang Ya's existence.

It was Zhang Ya who swallowed the door pusher of Xicheng Private Academy, so no matter what the others were, at least one of the fourteen scrolls was definitely not the work of a painter.

"The painter was careless. He didn't expect that someone would make a different choice from him, let alone that someone would betray him under his nose." Zhou Tu took a deep breath, twisted his neck with difficulty, and looked at Zhang Ju. : "You should have heard of the name Chang Wenyu."

"Of course, she betrayed the agreement and took my left eye, making me her scapegoat." Zhang Ju had a very bad impression of Chang Wenyu.

"It's not you who she betrayed, but the artist." Zhou Tu's voice became louder, as if he was using his last strength to defend Chang Wenyu: "Chang Wenyu is the second person to enter this school, and the only one who succeeded. Those who escaped from here!"

"what do you want to say?"

"She told us one thing with her practical actions. Apart from doing what the painter said, there are other ways to go. What we need to obey is not the painter, but the real master of this school." Zhou Blue veins popped out of Tu's neck, and his health was getting worse.

Chen Ge has always been curious about who the owner of the school is. After all, the other party may be an existence beyond the red clothes: "Can you tell me who the real owner of this school is?"

Zhou Tu took a deep look at Chen Ge and said two words: "We."

"us?"

"That's right, all the despair of being bullied has become the cornerstone of the ghost school. After entering the gate, the young wandering soul merged into a growing monster." Zhou Tu pointed to himself, and then pointed to the people around him: "We are all in the body of this monster. We are all part of this monster. This place carries our memories. It is both our home and our body."

Chen Ge already understood what Zhou Tu wanted to express. The master of the School of the Afterlife does not refer to a certain person, but refers to a kind of will.

The door pusher died, and there was no new door pusher to bear the negative emotions behind the door. This door continued to wander in similar despair, and finally those desperate remnants began to slowly dominate the door.

Chen Ge suddenly understood why the black phone called this school the School of Psychic Ghosts.

The ghost school itself is just a scene, but under the influence of despair and negative emotions, the scene itself has a certain will, so there is an unprecedented "door" that can move freely.

The other doors were pushed open by the desperate, and they were fixed in a certain place in the blood-colored world. Only this door would actively appear beside the desperate.

It has become a refuge for desperate children, sheltering desperate souls, but also depriving them of their lives in another way.

"No." Chen Ge said suddenly: "If entering the school will surely kill you, how did Chang Wenyu escape from the ghost school? Children entering this school should have different choices, and each choice corresponds to a kind of ghost school. result!"

"Although I don't know why you suddenly said this, but you are right." Zhou Tu followed Chen Ge's words: "The school has its own will, and all people who enter the school have their own choices. There are different results. Some people will leave school and go back on the road after experiencing pain and despair; There are many choices, at least that's what I heard from Chang Wenyu."

"It's not a bad school, if you put it that way, at least for desperate kids."

"The will to form the school is not wrong, it is the painters who are wrong. It changed the rules of the school, cut off the way out, and kept everyone behind." Zhou Tu's voice gradually became louder, but his body grew stronger. getting weaker.

"Why did the painter do this?" Zhang Ju was a little puzzled.

"I don't know what he's thinking. I only know that someone once resisted the painter. Chang Wenyu succeeded, but I and others failed." The skinny Zhou Tu leaned on Zhang Ju: "Every time the oil painting studio appears Problems, the painter will appear, he will come soon, you don’t want to lose your memory again and become a happy doll without thinking, you’d better find a way to leave quickly.”

"Is there time to escape now?" Zhang Ju was a little pessimistic: "What we have to face is a painter, and we alone may not even be qualified to be his opponent."

"It's okay." A smile appeared on Zhou Tu's pale face, and he stretched out his thin fingers to Chen Ge: "Chang Wenyu is back, and I feel a familiar aura from him."

"On me?" Chen Ge himself was a little surprised: "Are you sure it's Chang Wenyu's breath? It's not the breath of other women?"

"I'm sure." Zhou Tu didn't hear another meaning in Chen Ge's words, and nodded with certainty.

"I've never seen Chang Wenyu before, how could there be her aura on me?" Chen Ge waved his hand.

"Maybe you have her belongings on you, maybe you are related to her by blood? Or are you lovers?"

"Stop it, don't continue talking." Chen Ge gritted his teeth: "I feel like I've been tricked."

Zhou Tu didn't think it was a big problem for Chen Ge to have Chang Wenyu's aura. He kept persuading Chen Ge: "We have all forgotten some memories, maybe the secret is hidden in those lost memories, you don't have to Too much worry, my instincts have always been right."