Chapter 889: I see you

The broken lens fell like a rainstorm, the top of the head was a torn sky, surrounded by a thick blood mist, and the feet were twisted black thorns.
The whole ghost school is in the background, facing a blood-red city in front.
All the scenes that can only be seen in nightmares have become reality in the world behind the door. The end is not enough to describe the tragic spirit of the psychic ghost school. Perhaps this is another hell.
The evil body was broken, and countless evil spirits ran out of his stomach, flying around the ghost school. They were swearing at the evil body and cursing everything they saw.
The paradise that the painter worked hard to completely collapse at this moment, the sins buried deep in the garbage transfer station were regained their freedom, and the darkest things in the hearts of those people ran out. Tell bystanders how human nature can be so dark.
They used to be concealed by the painter, but now they are released by the painter. They have no difference in revenge on the ghosts around them, whether they are students in ghost schools or outsiders.
These dirty things that ran out of the garbage transfer station, although all they did was to vent, but at this special time, they also helped the painter to share a lot of pressure.
The monsters in the Scarlet City are coming violently, but the most dangerous wave of offensive has been resolved by the painter. He used his special ability to destroy the good, and he used the negative emotions accumulated by the ghost school for so many years to destroy the evil. The next enemy.
The arm is connected to the blood-red mirror, and the painter has the recognition of the will of half of the students in the ghost school, which is also an important reason why he can support it until now.
As long as he does not step out of the ghost school, the painter can exert extremely terrifying power. This can also be done by Chang Wenyu. It is precisely because the painter knows this that he wants to kill Chang Wenyu directly as soon as he comes up.
The world behind the door is shocking step by step. Any small mistake will cause the soul to fly away. The man in the blood mist is because he underestimated the painter and will bury his advantage.
Lost of good and evil, but the man in the blood mist did not retreat, in his view this is an opportunity not to be overlooked.
He was able to walk out of the city to the ghost school in a short time, indicating that he was only living in the outer area of ​​the city, and there must be monsters that are terrible many times more than him.
If he cannot win the ghost school in a short time, once the attention of the monsters in the center of the Scarlet City is attracted, this door will be taken away by other "people".
The storm composed of blood mist slowly approached. The painter covered with scars silently looked at the center of the storm. His eyes slowly changed, and the blood was pulling the pupils. His dark eyes slowly melted, and only the eyes There was a deep black.
"Do you think I will hide when I hide?"
Each piece of mirror falling in the sky appeared the figure of the painter, his dark eyes staring in a certain direction.
The storm is coming, but the painter does not dodge, he does not know what the opponent's ability is, and he does not know how the opponent will attack.
In this case, the best defense is to constantly attack, so that the other party may die at any time, unable to use their abilities.
The painter has almost no defense. He is constantly looking for opportunities, but the man in the blood mist does not show any flaws, and the broken mirror fragments in the sky cannot reach the other side at all.
Can't draw it without seeing it. This should be regarded as one of the weaknesses of the painter.
"Your power comes from the will of the ghost school. Since you and the evil wrestling power, you have been using the mirror in the sky. Your power comes from there. It seems that what I want is also there." The man is extremely cunning. He hasn't shown up from beginning to end. He has mastered more and more information in the dark. When he actually shoots, it must be a tenure.
The storm touched the mirror in the sky. The man didn't touch the painter hard. He was hiding in the storm looking for the clues of the door.
"You are smart and stupid, and your greed is far beyond your ability." The painter moved his arm behind his back and extended his broken hand that had just been bitten by evil to the mirror.
This time his arm reached the artificial lake in the West Campus.
The corpse floating on the lake was originally turned back down. When the painter's arm passed through the mirror and reached the surface of the water, the corpse flipped over and exposed his face.
That face surprised everyone, it is exactly the same as Fan Yu outside the door!
"Everyone's memories are floating in their heads. That lake is the sea of ​​memories of the ghost school. It holds the most ordinary memories of all students, including the things I have forgotten." The painter's face is actually similar to Fan Yu, but because The temperament is completely different, so anyone who looks at it will think that this is two people.
The arm that had just been bitten by a bite caught the corpse in the artificial lake. The painter paused a little, then slowly grasped his finger.
The corpse turned into blood in the palm of the painter and fell into the artificial lake drop by drop.
Ordinary memories were stabbed, the ordinary lake water became different from the past, first simmered in the microwave, then became turbid, and blood-red bubbles appeared on the lake surface, and gradually the whole lake became blood-colored.
"It is better for me to draw my own painting." The painter's arm fell suddenly, and the mirror surface burst ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The blood-red lake poured down.
Various voices sounded in the ghost school, the memory seemed to have life, and the distance from the sky to the earth was their life.
In this short period of time, the square of the past turned into fine rain, penetrated the storm, and enveloped the ghost school.
The painter plundered the memories of everyone in the East and West campuses, and now he personally returned all those memories to them.
The students in the ghost school remembered many things that were forgotten. These most boring moments when they were alive, I did not expect to become a constant thought after the death. It is these simple and ordinary things that constitute a different self.
The blood in the mirror began to break down again, the students' will was shaken, the mirror was shaken, and there were only three places in the east and west campuses that were still stable.
One is the experimental building where the painter once stayed, the other is the library where blindfolded people are located, and the other is the dilapidated teaching building on the East Campus.
Lin Sisi and the monster on all fours of the garbage transfer station ran into the library. There was no one in the teaching building of the East Campus, but there was no impact on it. This is obviously abnormal.
"The door is hidden in the teaching building?" The man in the blood mist rushed toward the teaching building for the first time, but this time the painter did not stop him.
The raindrops of memory fell into the blood-colored storm. No one except the painter noticed. Every drop of rainwater reflected the figure of the painter.
His dark eyes stared at the center of the storm, and his bruised lips slowly opened: "I saw you."