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Chapter 882 What Color Is Fate?

The blood-colored eyeballs hanging above the ghost school cracked from the middle and turned into a huge mirror covering the entire ghost school.

The mirror is blood-red, the mirror is the blood-colored world behind the door, and the mirror is the campus of the things and things created by the painter.

"East and West Campus is just a construction made by painters using the remaining memories of students. When the school will is severely damaged, the East and West Campus built by him spends a lot of effort will naturally be affected."

Chen Ge looked up at the mirror in the sky, and the girl sitting on the top of the experimental building on the other side of the mirror was also doing the same thing.

"Chang Wenyu?"

A name passed through Chen Ge's mind, and the girl looked 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 cute girl.

This should be the way Chang Wenyu looks in Chang Gu's mind, and his brother actually knows his sister. Due to various reasons, Chen Ge was misled.

The real Chang Wenyu is a girl who doesn't want to get close to her after a glance. Her left eye was dug out, leaving only a dark hole. There seemed to be a flame burning in her right eye, hiding a madness that was suppressed to the limit. No matter what kind of thing such a "person" can do, there is nothing in the world that can bind them, and even they can't control themselves.

In comparison, the painter is another extreme. He doesn't say a word and is silent like a dead sea.

Even if the drawing board is broken, even if the East and West Campus that he has worked hard to build is collapsing, and even if the school will suffer a heavy blow, his expression has not changed from beginning to end.

The painter and Chang Wenyu are two extremes. When the ghost school has a big problem with the will of the ghost school. When the whole ghost school is exposed to the bloody city, the two people, one of them, looked down at their drawing board, seemed to be recalling the paintings they had painted with this drawing board, and the other was sitting on the edge of the building and looking up at the sky on the other side of the mirror, as if they were enjoying this rare and chaotic scene.

"Two madmen." Chen Ge's eyes had moved from the girl to the boy. He was sure now that there was definitely some connection between the painter and Fan Yu.

They have exactly the same face, but their bodies are slightly different. Fan Yu may have kept his head down and a little hunched back because of his inferiority complex. The painter looks a little more ordinary.

"I have seen Fan Yu outside the door with my own eyes, and I have taken him to have dinner and painted paintings. I didn't expect such a thing to happen." Chen Ge couldn't take his eyes away from the painter. He really couldn't understand why Fan Yu outside the door was still alive, so why there would be a "Fan Yu" in the world behind the door, and the two have completely different personalities and abilities.

"What a kid." The old principal also recognized Fan Yu. In addition to surprise, there was a hint of guilt on his face.

"Principal, 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 am the principal of Muyang Middle School. Everything that happened in the school is related to me. How could I be without responsibility when he was bullied?" The old principal did not understand Chen Ge's words.

"I mean, have you done anything that hurts him directly or indirectly, such as asking you for help, but you ignored it because you were too busy..."

"If he 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 has nothing to do with you, 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. You have also seen the situation here. None of them can bring salvation and liberation to the children, only you can."

"I can't do it either. Every child has his own obsession, and it's too difficult to get rid of it."

"At least you won't let them go astray and suffer more harm." Chen Ge said seriously: "There is no one more suitable than you, principal, you can regard this place as the second Muyang Middle School."

"Okay, I'll try to give it a try." The old principal smiled bitterly on his face. He was just a half-fitting red dress, while his competitors were all top-notch red dresses.

"There are thirteen paintings in the studio, representing thirteen people who are qualified to be gatekeepers. Most of them don't have to pay attention to them. We just need to pay attention to the painter and Chang Wenyu." Chen Ge started planning since he entered the ghost school, and now it is the most critical time for his plan.

"Then what are we going to do next?" The old principal was a little nervous.

"Let's find a safe place to stay first. Chang Wenyu dares to plot against the will of the ghost school. It is very likely that he has reached an agreement with a monster in the blood-colored city. If this ghost school is in chaos, we must preserve our strength." Chen Ge asked the students who followed him to stay together, and they went along the corridor to find a safe place.

The blood-colored fog was eroding the ghost school, and the mirror above the head covered the campus, so it could only barely allow monsters in the blood-colored city to enter.

However, this blood-colored mirror is composed of the will of countless students. When the will is defeated, it will only be a matter of complete collapse.

On the east and west campuses on the mirror, more and more students recalled their lost memories. All kinds of negative emotions began to pour in. One bloody handprint after another appeared on the walls between the east and west campuses, and all kinds of horrible, strange and bizarre things began to take place.

"This is what they really look like. Behind every beautiful memory there are countless pains and despair. Destiny is so fair and cruel." Chang Wenyu shook her legs, and she looked at everything happily.

"Fate?" The painter slowly raised his head, his lips moved slightly, and said a few words: "Do you know what color of 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, those who don't know would probably think they are friends who are very good friends.

"Fate is white. What kind of paint you apply on it will turn into what color it will turn." The painter's voice can calm people down.

"So you use the will of the ghost school to tamper with their memories privately? Just keep a beautiful moment for them? How do you know that this is what they want? What qualifications do you have to tamper with the most precious things of others?" Chang Wenyu's memory seemed to have been tampered with by the painter, which should be one of the reasons for their conflict: "Don't think that the person who the will of the ghost school is you, just treat yourself as the God of this school!"

Faced with Chang Wenyu's questioning, the painter did not refute. He just lowered his head and picked up the broken drawing board: "Where is there any God in the world behind the door? Even if there is, it is just the devil who occasionally has kindness."

As he finished speaking the last word, a pungent smell of blood emanated from somewhere on the drawing board.
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