Not only Zhoutu, but the first thirteen easels in the center of the studio began to show anomalies.

Blood spread across the canvas, and the originally upside-down picture gradually changed, the normal half of the picture was drowned out by blood, and screams and wails continued to be heard from the canvas.

"Teacher Bai, what the hell is going on?"

The paintings in the painting room are all divided into two parts, the upper part is exactly the same as in reality, but the lower part is blood-red.

When the blood began to spread, the blood-colored villain in the lower part of the painting crawled to the other side of the painting along the blood.

They use a variety of methods, with the help of the tools in the paintings, to kill the seemingly normal self.

The upside-down world is destroyed, and what is even more bizarre is that more and more blood is pouring out of the slain figures in the painting, and they all rush to the fourteenth easel.

The pattern on the canvas became clear, and the red dress seemed to be some kind of taboo, and it would have to be made with everyone's blood to make her appear.

"Bang!"

The pale Zhou Tu was thrown to the ground with blood, and his body was highly deformed, like a sponge that had been pinched by someone.

The blood mist that had enveloped him became even thicker, slowly drifting into the fourteenth easel.

The woman's long skirt was outlined by blood, lifelike, like a sea of blood that rose and fall.

Screaming faces were engraved on the hem of her skirt, and her soul screaming in pain was stamped at her feet, like a flower blooming in the deepest depths of despair.

Compared to everything around her, she looked so different.

Standing in a cage full of curses and negativity, that blood dress is the most vivid red in the world.

"This painting ......"

As the bloodshot converges, the fourteenth painting becomes clearer and clearer.

The toppled desk, the shattered mirror, she stood barefoot in the center of the abandoned school.

The blood-red skirt clings to her body, and she lifts her snow-white neck like a blood-red swan.

Only the back of the woman is depicted in the painting, and everything in the first thirteen paintings is only outlined in her back.

Standing in front of the oil painting in a daze, Chen Ge couldn't help but walk towards the fourteenth painting, he was very sure that the woman in the painting was Zhang Ya!

"Everybody's here, the people I've saved, the people I've saved, the people I've killed, the people who killed me, they've all come here."

The man's voice sounded again, and his voice was still male at the time of the first sentence, but his voice tended to be neutral as he spoke.

The voice seemed to be formed by a myriad of voices mixed together, but most of the time, it was the male voice that dominated.

"Who the hell are you? Why would you know what she looks like? Chen Ge stood next to the fourteenth oil painting: "Where is she?" ”

Zhang Ya was sleeping in his shadow, and Chen Ge was very worried that the other party would take this opportunity to attack Zhang Ya, after all, there might be an existence above the red clothes in this school.

There was no response, and the voice slowly faded away in the ticking of blood.

All the paintings in the painting room were covered in blood, and reason and art were violently destroyed, leaving only patches of blood stains.

"Why is the fourteenth painting Zhang Ya? This is what they have planned for a long time? In the four-star scene, Chen Ge seemed very small, even if he had many club members by his side, he was still very uneasy, but he covered up this uneasiness.

Before the result of the matter, Chen Ge would never reveal his true thoughts, but this time it was different, after he saw the other party draw Zhang Ya, his heart suddenly lifted.

"The psychic ghost school is related to Zhang Ya! This time Zhang Ya is not a hole card, but one of the pieces on the chessboard. ”

Fourteen paintings represent fourteen people, one of them has Lin Sisi's signature written on it, and another painting depicts Zhou Tu's death, and some of the owners of the paintings have already seen Chen Ge, and some may have passed by him in this school.

They are both competitors and partners, and all will stop at nothing to achieve the ultimate goal.

"The rules of the psychic ghost school are to replace and escape, and the person who bears the hatred of the whole door in the end should be selected from these fourteen 'painters'."

Chen Ge didn't know what he was facing, everyone in the ghost school was looking for a substitute ghost, so he suspected that the owner of the school also had this plan, after all, the person who pushed the door had been swallowed by Zhang Ya, and fundamentally speaking, the so-called academy master was just a replacement.

"The four-star scene is very large and still expanding, and carrying such a door is probably an unimaginable amount of negative emotions."

The painting studio is located in the deepest part of the corridor of the laboratory building, where the mutation is gradually spreading to the entire floor, bright red oil paint seeping into the walls, and blood streaks pass through the walls, as if some kind of plant with extremely strong life and grows rapidly by sucking the nutrients of corpses.

The figures in the painting are bleeding, and they are slapping the canvas hard, their expressions are hideous, but they can't escape from the painting.

"Let's go...... Come on! The emaciated Zhou Tu woke up from a coma, he raised his skinny arm and grabbed Zhang Ju next to him: "It's started, the painter has begun." ”

"Painter?" Zhang Ju was very sure that it was the first time he had heard this name, but for some reason, after he heard these two words, his body instinctively trembled.

The top half-body red clothes were trembling, just because they heard a name, which was unimaginable in Chen Ge's opinion.

"Let's get out of here first." Chen Ge motioned for Zhang Ju and Zhu Long to bring Zhou Tu, he was the first to rush to the door of the oil painting studio, opened the door, and a foul smell and cold air poured into the room, making Chen Ge couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Looking closely, a man in red overalls stood sideways outside, his upper body tilted, maintaining a posture of eavesdropping on the door panel.

"The ...... in Red"

Chen Ge had encountered this red-clothed man when he first entered the experimental building, but he was lucky last time and escaped by luck.

"Are you also a school staff member? It's not safe here, if you want to have a good chat with us, we can go somewhere else. Chen Ge tried to communicate with the other party, but before he could finish his words, a sudden smell of blood wafted behind him.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Ju and Zhu Long stood beside Chen Ge on the left and right, each with a grimace under their feet.

Looking down, Chen Ge realized that the red clothes outside the door seemed to like to collect the skins of the living.

On the ground around him, there were bloodied human faces.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong......"

The sound of metal clashing came from the waist of the red coat, and his blood-red overalls were blown away by the wind, revealing the various dissecting tools hidden underneath.