Chapter Eight Hundred and Thirtieth Entry

Footsteps could be heard from the corridor outside the reading room, and the manager of the library 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 lie to 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 is very trustworthy. He said that he would take Zhang Ju and the others away, and he would definitely try his best to do so.

"I can assure you, but the question is, is my guarantee useful? Here, anything is possible, and even a painter cannot give you a 100% guarantee." Chang Gu's blood-red eyes twitched slightly , No one knows what he is thinking in his heart now.

"You have changed a lot since you entered the door. It seems that I have to re-examine the relationship between us." Chen Ge looked calm. He will always look like this, making it difficult to understand. I don't know if he is playing an empty city plan. There are still other cards.

"We are friends, and we also come from outside the door. We know each other well, and I won't harm you." Chang Gu raised the backpack in his hand: "Look, I even brought things here for you."

"We are indeed friends, but I have also made some friends in the door. We are all friends, so I hope you will not make it difficult for me." Chen Ge did not tell Chang Gu one thing. The toilet once 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 next to his ear, that voice wanted to be friends with him.

With the idea of ​​multiple friends and multiple paths, Chen Ge directly agreed.

Thinking about it now, the owner of that voice is probably the painter.

Many people want to use Chen Ge, but if they get to know Chen Ge deeply, they will probably regret it very much.

"Okay, just do as you said." Chen Ge led the other club members to Chang Gu: "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 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 discovers it." Chang Gu lifted the black cloth and handed the backpack to Chen Ge: "Stand in front of the mirror, put your hands on the In the mirror, look with your heart, and you will see the world on the other side of 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 the backpack, and gave Zhang Ju a look: "These 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 really want to live in the painter's dream, but if it's at the price of freedom, then forget it."

With his scarred arm resting on the mirror, Zhang Ju looked up 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 would even have found a pen and paper to record the whole process.

The blood dripped down the arm onto the mirror, streaks of blood crawled on the mirror, and it was unclear whether they were outside the mirror or from the world inside the mirror.

There were more and more bloodshot eyes, and at a certain moment, that is, in the blink of an eye, the scene in the mirror suddenly changed.

It is also a library, but the library inside the mirror has turned blood red, with blood flowing horizontally, and every book seems to be written in blood.

"I didn't expect that one day I would come back. This time, I hope I won't make a wrong choice again."

Zhang Ju outside the mirror was muttering to himself, but he was motionless in the mirror, like a puppet without a soul, with his head bowed and his eyes closed.

"Pay attention to safety. Don't run around after entering. Wait where you are. We act together. There are many people and strength." Chen Ge wanted to say something, but Zhang Ju's state was a little unstable, and he didn't listen to Chen Ge at all. if.

The head deformed by the fire slowly turned, Zhang Ju's only remaining right eye was red like blood, he stared at Chang Gu, all the wounds on his body were cracked, and countless bloodshots surged on his body.

"Your left eye is beautiful, I... really want to eat it."

Zhang Ju seemed to have been stimulated by something, his expression was ferociously distorted, and what was even more strange was that his expression in the mirror gradually began to change, gradually becoming the same as himself.

When the two were synchronized, his hand that was pressing on the mirror was pulled away, and his body sank into 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.

"A mirror can reflect your appearance, but it cannot reflect your soul. One side of the mirror is your body, and the other side is your body. When you look in the mirror, you can see the ugliest side of yourself, and you can also see yourself in the mirror. When I look in the mirror, I always look at my most dangerous side.” After seeing off Zhang Ju, Chang Gu’s tone became much lighter: “The mirror behind the gate of the ghost school is different from the real one. The painter sent all the beautiful things to the mirror. Inside, all the ugliness, despair, and horror are placed outside the mirror, so each of you will see a different version of yourself when you look in the mirror."

When Zhang Ju was speaking, Zhou Tu had already passed the mirror. He was so fast that the surrounding club members, including Chen Ge and Chang Gu, didn't notice.

"Teacher Bai, I know you still have a lot of things you haven't told me." Zhu Long seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say it because of the presence of outsiders, "I seldom trust others. You don't want to be disappointed."

Putting his palm on the mirror, Zhu Long looked at himself in the mirror, his tall body was reassembled, and the reflection in the mirror could not be regarded as a person at all, but more like a doll sewn by a bad boy.

The blood in front of the mirror became thicker and thicker. After all the club members left, Chen Ge stood in front of the mirror with two backpacks.