Chapter 826: Disassembler

It is not just the weekly picture, the first thirteen easels in the center of the studio are beginning to appear abnormal.
The blood color spread on the canvas, and the original upside-down picture gradually changed. The normal half of the picture was drowned by the blood color, and the screams and wailing continued to be heard from the painting.
"Mr. Bai, what the is going on?"
The paintings in the oil painting room are all divided into upper and lower parts. The upper part is exactly the same as in reality, but the lower part is a red blood.
After the blood color began to spread, all the blood-colored villains in the lower part of the painting crawled along the blood to the other side of the painting.
They used a variety of methods to kill the self-looking self with the help of the tools in the painting.
The upside-down world was destroyed. What's even more weird is that more and more bloodshots emerged from the characters killed in the oil paintings, and they all rushed to the fourteenth easel.
The pattern on the canvas became clear. That red dress seemed to be a certain taboo. It must use everyone's blood to make her appear.
"Boom!"
'S pale-faced Zhou Tu was thrown on the ground by bloodshot eyes, and his body was highly deformed, like a sponge that had been pinched hard.
The blood mist that originally enveloped him became more intense, and slowly drifted into the fourteenth easel.
The woman's long skirt is outlined by blood, lifelike, like a floating sea of ​​blood.
A screaming face was engraved on the skirt, and her feet stomped on the painful and screaming soul, like a flower blooming in the depths of despair.
Compared with everything around her, she looks so different.
Standing in a cage full of curses and negative emotions, that skirt is the most vivid red in the world.
"this painting……"
As bloodshots converged, the fourteenth oil painting became more and more clear.
Falling desk, broken mirror, she stood barefoot in the center of the abandoned school.
The blood-red skirt clung to her body, and she lifted her snow-white neck like a blood-red swan.
Only painted the back of the woman in the painting, and exhausted everything in the first 13 paintings, but only outlined her back.
Stood blankly in front of the oil painting. Chen Ge couldn't help walking towards the fourteenth painting. He was very sure that the woman in that painting was Zhang Ya!
"Everyone is here. The people I saved, the people who saved me, the people I killed, the people who killed me, all came here."
The man ’s voice sounded again. When he said the first sentence, his voice was still male, but when he said it, he tended to be neutral.
This sound seems to be formed by numerous sounds mixed together, but most of the time, the male voice is dominant.
"Who the are you? Why would you know what she looks like?" Chen Ge stood beside the fourteenth oil painting: "Where is she?"
Zhang Ya slept in his own shadow. Chen Ge was worried that the other party would take advantage of this opportunity to start Zhang Ya. After all, this school may have a red dress.
Did not respond, and the voice slowly disappeared in the blood ticking.
All the paintings in the oil painting room were covered with blood, and reason and art were destroyed by violence, leaving only one piece of blood stained after another.
"Why is the fourteenth painting Zhang Ya? This is what they have planned for a long time?" In the four-star scene, Chen Ge appears very small, even if he has many members of the community around him, he is still very uneasy, but only He concealed this uneasiness.
Chen Ge never revealed his true thoughts before the result of the incident, but this time it was different. After seeing the other party draw Zhang Ya, he raised his heart.
"The psychic school is related to Zhang Ya! This time Zhang Ya is not a hole card, but one of the pieces on the board."
The fourteen paintings represent fourteen people, one of which has Lin Sisi ’s signature written on it, and the other one has Zhou Tu ’s death painted on it. Some of the masters of the painting have already seen Chen Ge, and some may have He passed by in this school.
They are both competitors and partners, in order to achieve the ultimate goal, everyone will do whatever they can.
"The rule of psychic ghost school is to replace and escape, and the person who bears the whole door of hatred at the end should be selected from these 14" painters "."
Chen Ge did n’t know what he was facing. Everyone in the ghost school was looking for a substitute for the dead ghost, so he suspected that the master of the school also had this plan. In other words, the so-called college master is just a substitute.
"The four-star scene is very large, and it is still expanding. Carrying such a door, I am afraid that I need to bear unimaginable negative emotions."
The oil painting room is located in the deepest corridor of the experimental building. The changes here are gradually spreading towards the whole floor. The bright red oil paint penetrates into the wall, and the blood is running through the wall. same.
The portraits in the painting are bleeding. They beat the canvas hard and their expressions are grim and terrifying, but they can't escape from the paintings.
"Go ... go!" Zhou Tu, who was thin and woody, woke up from a coma. He lifted his skinny arm and grabbed the torch next to him: "Start, the painter starts."
"Painter?" Zhang Ju was quite sure that he heard this name for the first time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but somehow, after he heard these two words, his body instinctively shivered.
The top half-length red dress is shaking, just because of hearing a name, which seems to be unimaginable to Chen Ge.
"Leave here first." Chen Ge motioned to Zhang Ju and Zhu Long to bring the picture from last week. He was the first to rush to the door of the painting room and opened the door. A few steps.
Looking closely, a man in a red overalls stood sideways, his upper body leaned, keeping the position of eavesdropping lying on the door panel.
"Red clothes ..."
Chen Ge had encountered this red suit when he first entered the experiment building, but he had better luck last time and escaped by chance.
"Are you also a school staff? It's not safe here. If you want to have a good chat with us, we can go to other places." Chen Ge tried to communicate with each other, but he hadn't finished his words, and suddenly floated behind him There was a smell.
"Be careful!"
Zhang Ju and Zhu Long stood beside Chen Ge from left to right, each stepping on a grimace under their feet.
Looking down, Chen Ge only found out that the red dress outside the door seemed to like to collect the skin of living people.
On the ground around him, crowded faces.
"Ding Dong Ding Dong ......"
The sound of metal collision came from the waist of the red dress. His blood-red work clothes were blown away by the wind, exposing various anatomical tools hidden underneath.