Chapter 882: What Color Is Fate
The blood-colored eyeballs hanging above the ghost school split in the middle, turning into a huge mirror that enveloped the entire ghost school.
The mirror is blood-red, the mirror side is the blood-colored world behind the door, and the mirror side is the artist's fictional East and West campus.
"The East and West Campuses were only constructed by the painter using the remaining memories of the students, and when the will of the school was severely damaged, the East and West Campuses that he spent a lot of effort to build would naturally be affected."
Chen Ge looked up at the mirror in the sky, and the girl sitting on the top floor of the experimental building on the other side of the mirror did the same thing.
"Chang Wenyu?"
A name crossed through Chen Ge's mind, and the girl was completely different from what Chen Ge imagined.
In the movies shot by Chang Gu, Chang Wenyu has many personalities, but she is generally a quiet and lovely girl.
This should be what Chang Wenyu looks like in Chang Gu's mind, and he, who is an elder brother, actually knows his sister, and for various reasons, Chen Ge was misled.
The real Chang Wenyu is a girl who doesn't want to get close at a glance, her left eye was gouged out, leaving only a pitch-black hole, and there seems to be a flame burning in her right eye, hiding a kind of depressive madness to the limit, such a "person" is possible no matter what kind of thing she does, there is nothing in the world that can restrain them, and even they themselves can't control themselves.
In contrast, the painter is the other extreme, he does not say a word, and the silence is like a dead sea.
Even if the drawing board is broken, even if the campus he has worked so hard to build is collapsing, even if the school's will is hit hard, his expression has not changed from beginning to end.
The painter and Chang Wenyu are two extremes, when there is a big problem with the will of the ghost school and the entire ghost school is exposed in front of the bloody city, these two people, one looks down at his drawing board, as if recalling the paintings he once painted with this drawing board, and the other sits on the edge of the building and looks up at the sky on the other side of the mirror, as if admiring this rare chaotic scene.
"Two madmen." Chen Ge's gaze had shifted from the girl to the boy, and he was now sure that there was definitely some kind of connection between the painter and Fan Yu.
They have exactly the same faces, but their bodies are slightly different, Fan Yu may have kept his head down and slightly hunched back because of his low self-esteem, while the painter looks a little more ordinary.
"I saw Fan Yu outside the door with my own eyes, and I took him to dinner and painted, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen." Chen Ge's eyes couldn't take his eyes off the painter, he really couldn't understand why Fan Yu outside the door was still alive, why there would be a "Fan Yu" in the world behind the door, and the two personalities were completely different, and their abilities were even more different.
"It's really that kid." The old principal also recognized Fan Yu, and in addition to surprise, there was also a trace of guilt on his face.
"Headmaster, are you sure that Fan Yu was bullied at school and has nothing to do with you?" Chen Ge pulled the principal to his side.
"I'm the principal of Dusk Middle School, anything that happens in the school has something to do with me, how can I not be responsible for him being bullied?" The old principal didn't understand Chen Ge's words.
"I mean, did you do anything that directly or indirectly hurt him, say he asked you for help, but you ignored it because you were too busy......"
"If he had asked me for help, this tragedy would not have happened." The old principal also looked at Fan Yu: "He is a good boy." ”
"Since Fan Yu was bullied and has nothing to do with you, then our plan will not be affected." Chen Ge's eyes were firm: "I will do my best to make you the principal of the ghost school and dominate the will of the ghost school." As you can see here, none of them can bring salvation and liberation to the children, only you. ”
"I can't do it either, every child has their own obsessions, and it's too difficult to get rid of them."
"At least you won't let them go astray and suffer more damage." Chen Ge said very seriously: "There is no more suitable person than you, principal, you can think of this as the second Dusun Middle School." ”
"Okay, I'll try my best." The old headmaster had a wry smile on his face, he was only a half-dressed red, and his competitors were all top-notch red.
"There are thirteen paintings in the studio, representing thirteen people who have the qualifications to become the door pusher, most of them don't care, we just need to pay attention to the painter and Chang Wenyu." Chen Ge had been planning since he entered the ghost school, and now it was time for his plan to be the most critical.
"So what are we going to do next?" The old headmaster was a little nervous.
"Let's find a safe place to stay first, Chang Wenyu dares to calculate the will of the ghost school, it is very likely that he has reached an agreement with a monster in the blood city, this ghost school is going to be in chaos, we must preserve our strength." Chen Ge asked the students who followed him to stay together, and they walked down the corridor to find a safe place.
The blood-colored fog washed over the ghost school, and the mirror above the head shrouded the campus, and could only barely let the monsters in the blood-colored city enter.
However, this blood-colored mirror is made up of the wills of countless students, and when the will is broken, it is only a matter of moments when it collapses.
On the other side of the mirror, more and more students recalled their lost memories, all kinds of negative emotions began to pour in, bloody handprints appeared on the walls between the east and west campuses, and all kinds of terrifying and bizarre things began to be staged.
"This is what they really look like, behind every beautiful memory there are countless pains and despairs, and fate is so fair and cruel." Chang Wenyu shook her legs, and she watched everything happily.
"Fate?" The painter slowly raised his head, his lips moved slightly, and he said a few words: "Do you know what color fate is?" ”
"I don't know, it's probably red, I like red." Chang Wenyu looked back at the painter, just listening to the tone of the conversation between the two, people who didn't know might think that they were very good friends.
"Destiny is white, and whatever paint you put on it, it will become what color it will become." The painter's voice calms people.
"So you used the will of the ghost school to tamper with their memories without permission? Just for them to save the beautiful moments? How do you know that's what they want? Who are you to tamper with someone else's most precious thing? Chang Wenyu's memory seems to have also been manipulated by the painter, which should be one of the reasons for their conflict: "Don't think that the person who recognizes the will of the ghost school the most is you, you regard yourself as the god of this school!" ”
In the face of Chang Wenyu's questioning, the painter did not refute, he just lowered his head and picked up the broken drawing board: "How can there be any god in the world behind the door?" Even if there were, it was only the occasional kindness of the devil. ”
As he finished the last word, a pungent smell of blood emanated from somewhere on the drawing board.