"Number One is very special, he's different from everyone else, he's the first student in this school." Zhou Tu's gaze swept over the other club members: "In other words, the fact that this school will become what it is now has a lot to do with him. ”

"When you mentioned painters, I was scared for no reason, and those two words alone made my heart skip a beat." Zhang Ju's body was about to be completely stained red with blood, and his face was like a melting candle, looking very terrifying.

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

"How do you know that? Didn't you just say anything about painters? ”

"Because I'm just like you, to be precise, everyone else is his work except the painter himself!" Zhou Tu's words carried a deep fear: "You, me, Lin Sisi, including Wang Yicheng and everyone in this school, we are all painters' works. From the moment we entered the door, we lived in the painter's script. ”

"If it's really as you said, why did there be an accident on the torch?" Chen Ge didn't fully believe Zhou Tu, it's not that he suspected that Zhou Tu was deceiving him, just 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 paintings was definitely not a painter's work.

"The painter was careless, he didn't expect that someone would make a different choice from him, let alone that someone would betray him right 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 and made me her substitute." Zhang Ju had a very bad impression of Chang Wenyu.

"It's not you who she betrayed, but the painter." 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 has successfully escaped from here!" ”

"What do you want to say?"

"She told us one thing with her practical actions, we have other ways to go except to do what the painter says, and what we need to obey is not the painter, but the real master of this school." Green tendons appeared on Zhou Tu's neck, and his physical condition was getting worse and 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 master of this school is?" ”

Zhou Tu glanced at Chen Ge deeply and said two words: "We." ”

"We?"

"That's right, all the despair of being bullied has become the cornerstone of the ghost school, and the young wandering soul enters the door and merges into a growing monster." Zhou Tu pointed to himself, and then 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 had already understood what Zhou Tu wanted to express, the master of the psychic ghost school did not refer to a certain person, but to a will.

The doorkeeper dies, and there is no new doorkeeper to take on the negative emotions behind the door, and the door continues to wander in a similar despair, and eventually those desperate remnants begin to slowly take over the door.

Chen Ge suddenly understood why the black phone called this school a psychic ghost school.

The ghost school itself is just a scene, but under the influence of despair and negativity, the scene itself already has a certain will, so there is a "door" that has never existed before and can move freely.

The other doors were pushed open by the Desperate and fixed in a certain part of the Scarlet World, and only this one would actively appear next to the Desperate.

It became a home for desperate children, sheltering desperate souls, but in another way, robbing them of their lives.

"That's not right." Chen Ge suddenly spoke: "If you enter the school, you will definitely die, then how did Chang Wenyu escape from the ghost school?" Children who enter this school should have different choices, and each choice corresponds to an outcome! ”

"I don't know why you said this all of a sudden, but you're right." Zhou Tu followed Chen Ge's words and said: "The school has its own will, all those who enter the school have their own choices, different choices will have different results, some people will leave the school and go back to the road after experiencing pain and despair; Some will blend with despair and become part of the school; Still others gave up everything, forgot everything, and closed their eyes. They have a lot to choose from, at least that's what I heard from Chang Wenyu's mouth. ”

"According to you, it's a pretty good school, at least for the desperate kids."

"There is nothing wrong with the will that makes up the school, it is the painters who are at fault. It changed the rules of the school, cut off the way out, and left everyone behind. Zhou Tu's voice slowly became louder, but his body became weaker and weaker.

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

"I don't know what he's thinking, I just know that there were people who rebelled against painters, Chang Wenyu succeeded, and me and others failed." The skinny Zhou Tu leaned on Zhang Ju: "Every time there is a problem in the oil painting studio, the painter will appear, he will be here soon, you don't want to lose your memory again and become a happy puppet without thinking, it's best to find a way to leave quickly." ”

"Is it too late to run away now?" Zhang Ju was a little pessimistic: "What we have to face is a painter, and I am afraid that a few of us may not even have the qualifications to be his opponents." ”

"It's fine." A smile squeezed out of Zhou Tu's pale face, and his thin fingers stretched out to Chen Ge: "Chang Wenyu is back, and I feel a familiar breath in him." ”

"On me?" Chen Ge himself was also a little surprised: "Are you sure that is Chang Wenyu's breath?" Not the breath of other women? ”

"I'm sure." Zhou Tu didn't hear the other meaning of Chen Ge's words, and nodded affirmatively.

"I haven't seen Chang Wenyu again, how can I have her breath on my body?" Chen Ge waved his hand.

"Maybe you have her belongings on you, maybe you're related to her? Or are you lovers? ”

"Stop, don't go on." Chen Ge gritted his teeth: "I feel like I've been pitted." ”

Zhou Tu didn't think it was a big problem for Chen Ge to have Chang Wenyu's breath, and he was still persuading Chen Ge: "We have all forgotten some memories, maybe the secret is hidden in those lost memories, you don't have to worry too much, my intuition has always been very accurate." ”