The bloodied human face seemed to be deflated by a ball, crumpled and stuck to the ground, if it wasn't for Zhu Long and Zhang Ju to block it, these dirty things would probably have crawled on Chen Ge's body.

"Looks like this brother doesn't want to have a good conversation with us."

The blood color was spreading in the painting room, and Chen Ge stood behind Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, using his pupils to look up and down the red clothes in front of him.

Blood splattered, his red clothes swayed, his skin hung with torture instruments, and with every step he took, a broken face fell from his coat.

Among the red clothes, there are also three, six, nine and so on, unfortunately, the red clothes that Chen Ge and they encountered belong to the extremely dangerous category.

But this is also what makes Chen Ge even more strange, Zhang Ju and Zhu Long are not afraid at all when facing such a red cloth, they are different from Xu Yin's crazy to the bone and irrational.

Zhu Long and Zhang Ju were very sensible, their expressions were calm, as if there was a voice in their heads telling them that there was no need to be afraid at all.

Hongyi didn't make a move immediately after seeing Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, he slowly raised his head, his whole face covered by wet hair.

Chen Ge could see through the gap in his black hair a face covered with black veins, pale, sickly, and it seemed to be smiling.

"Tick."

A middle-aged man's face fell off the sleeve of the red coat and fell between Chen Ge and him.

"Help me, this devil who likes to peel skin, save ......"

"Smack!"

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, a blood-stained anti-smashing shoe fell heavily on his face.

His words were forcibly interrupted, and his whole face was already torn apart.

The room was quiet, and because of the quiet, the sound of blood dripping was exceptionally clear.

The blood on the smash-proof shoe had become darker, and its original color had been concealed, as if it were blood-red itself.

"Let's get out of the way, he's not targeting us." The weak Zhou Tu looked up at the red cloth, and his gaze did not dodge: "He stayed here just to wait for this day, he wanted to be the first to see the scene in the studio, because he was both a manager and a participant." ”

"Participants?"

"He is the author of the sixth painting, connecting two monsters who have turned the world upside down!"

When Zhou Tu was saying this, his eyes kept staring at the red clothes, his memory had awakened, although he was weak at this time, but he had a special temperament on his body.

The red coat at the door was not angry at being called a monster, and he seemed to like the title as well.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the oil painting room, and Hongyi and Chen Ge passed by, leaving a trail of blood, and walked to the center of the studio.

He finally stopped next to the sixth painting and looked at the oil painting that had long since been unrecognizable.

Chen Ge vaguely remembers the content of the sixth painting, a person carrying a large mirror in the dance studio, but accidentally slipped and the mirror was broken.

The ground was littered with fragments of mirrors, each reflecting a blood-red human face.

"Leave him alone, let's go first." Zhou Tu was supported by Wang Yicheng and walked towards the door.

Chen Ge didn't want to confront this monster for the time being, and fled downstairs with the other club members.

"Still jumping out of the window?"

Wang Yicheng opened the door of the classroom next to him, and the puppet sculpture covered with white cloth in the room moved, and blood beads quietly appeared under the white cloth.

"Most of the painting materials and props in the laboratory building are made by the pervert just now." Zhou Tu's face is still very bad, and it has not improved because he left the studio: "Including the red paint and those stinky oil canvases. ”

Needless to say, everyone already understands how those painting materials are made.

"Have so many people died in this abandoned school?" Chen Ge was a little puzzled: "I saw several warehouses on the fourth floor, which were full of 'painting materials'. ”

"I do know a lot of things, but that doesn't mean I know everything." Zhou Tu's attitude towards Chen Ge was very strange, compared to before, it was neither good nor bad, but a trace of jealousy could be heard from his words.

A loud bang suddenly sounded in the oil painting room behind them, and several people turned their heads to see that the spine of the red-clothed monster was completely open, its back was swollen, and its ribs extended to both sides, and a cruel tool hung on each bone.

He stood with his back to the door, as if he was using his tools to modify the painting.

"Stay away from him." Zhou Tu asked Wang Yicheng to open the window and take himself down first.

The glass window was pushed open, Zhou Tu and Wang Yicheng were the first to leave, and Chen Ge followed, but when he stood next to the window, he suddenly froze.

In the shadow of the southeast corner of the laboratory building, stood a man wearing black leather shoes, with a pale face and gloomy eyes, holding a set of little girl's nightdresses and a collar for leashing a dog.

"Teacher Bai?"

Chen Ge had yin pupils, and he saw Teacher Bai at a glance, and also saw the blood stains on the girl's nightdress: "Something happened to his daughter?" ”

Teacher Bai, who was hiding in the shadows, also discovered Chen Ge, he seemed to have been squatting here for a long time, probably because he didn't expect Chen Ge to have other people around him, so he didn't make a move.

"This is the real Teacher Bai, I took his ID and replaced his identity, if I let my students know about these things, I'm afraid it's not good." Chen Ge felt that Zhang Ju and the others should be able to guess that he was not a school teacher, but no one had pierced this layer of window paper, at least on the surface, everyone was trying to maintain the stability of the club.

"I have to find a reason to kill him, there should be a lot of people around me who are good at destroying corpses and destroying traces." There is still a powerful ghost hiding in Chen Ge's shadow, the other party is the most undignified original ghost, and he has now become a chess piece in Chen Ge's shadow.

With a decision, Chen Ge's gaze at Teacher Bai softened, he sped up his movements, and it only took less than a minute to jump downstairs.

"What about people?" After his feet landed, Chen Ge looked at the corner of the experimental building again, and Mr. Bai was gone.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Tu's voice became smaller and smaller, giving people the feeling that it would dissipate at any time: "My time is running out, there are some things I must tell you, it is about whether I can find myself again, and it is also about the life and death of each of you." ”

"Say, let's listen." Zhang Ju and Zhu Long stood on Chen Ge's left and right, and several of them gathered together.

"The thirteen paintings in the studio represent thirteen people, and each of them is as terrifying as the red clothes we just met." Zhou Tu took a breath, and waited for Wang Yicheng to help him into the bushes and away from the experimental building before continuing to speak: "The ranking has nothing to do with strength, it is completely random, but there is one exception. ”

"Exceptions?"

"One is an exception, I don't have any memory of One, I just know that he likes to draw a lot, he is a painter."