The bleeding face was like a deflated ball, crumpled and stuck to the ground. If Zhu Long and Zhang Ju hadn't stopped it, the dirt would have crawled onto Chen Ge.

"It seems that this brother doesn't want to have a good conversation with us."

The blood color was spreading in the studio. Chen Ge stood behind Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, using his Yin pupil to look up and down at the red-dressed woman in front of him.

Blood splattered, his red coat swayed, various torture instruments hung on his skin, and with every step he took, pieces of his face would fall out of his coat.

There are different levels among the red-clothed people. Unfortunately, the red-clothed person that Chen Ge and his friends encountered belonged to the extremely dangerous category.

But this is what makes Chen Ge even more surprised. Zhang Ju and Zhu Long are not afraid at all when facing such a red-clothed man. They are different from Xu Yin who is crazy to the core and has lost his mind in fighting.

Zhu Long and Zhang Ju were very rational, their expressions were calm, as if there was a voice in their heads telling them that there was no need to be afraid.

After seeing Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, the man in red did not take action immediately. He slowly raised his head, his entire face covered by wet hair.

Chen Ge could see a face full of black blood vessels through the gaps in the black hair. It was pale and sickly, and it seemed to be smiling.

“Tick-tock.”

A middle-aged man's face fell off the sleeve of the red shirt and fell between Chen Ge and him.

"Save me, you skin-flaying devil, save me..."

“Bang!”

Before the middle-aged man could finish his words, a pair of blood-stained anti-smash shoes fell heavily on his face.

His words were forcibly interrupted, and his entire face was torn into pieces.

The room was very quiet, and because of the quietness, the sound of dripping blood was particularly clear.

The blood color on the anti-smash shoe became darker, covering up the original color, as if it was blood red itself.

"Let's get out of the way. We are not his target." The weak Zhou Tu looked up at the man in red, his eyes unflinching. "He stayed here just to wait for this day. He wanted to be the first to see the scene in the studio because he is both a manager and a participant."

"Participants?"

"He is the author of the sixth painting, the monster that connects the two upside-down worlds!"

When Zhou Tu said this, his eyes were always fixed on the man in red. His memory had been awakened. Although he was weak at this moment, he had a special aura.

The man in red at the door was not angry about being called a monster. He seemed to like the name very much.

Footsteps sounded in the oil painting studio. Hongyi and Chen Ge passed by each other, leaving a trail of blood on the ground, and walked to the center of the studio.

He finally stopped at the sixth painting and looked at the painting which had already been completely changed beyond recognition.

Chen Ge vaguely remembered the content of the sixth painting. A man was carrying a large mirror in the dance studio, but he accidentally slipped and the mirror was broken.

The ground was littered with mirror fragments, each of which reflected a blood-red human face.

"Don't worry about him, let's go first." Zhou Tu was supported by Wang Yicheng and walked towards the door.

Chen Ge didn't want to confront this monster for the time being, so he fled downstairs with other club members.

"Still jumping out of the window?"

Wang Yicheng opened the door of the classroom next to him, and the puppet sculpture covered with white cloth in the room began to move strangely, and blood beads quietly emerged under the white cloth.

"Most of the painting materials and props in the laboratory building were made by that pervert just now." Zhou Tu's face was still very bad, and it did not get better after leaving the studio: "Including the red paint and those stinky canvases."

Without Zhou Tu's detailed explanation, everyone already understood how those painting materials were made.

"Have so many people died in this abandoned school?" Chen Ge was a little puzzled. "I saw several warehouses on the fourth floor, and they were all filled with 'painting materials'."

"I do know a lot of things, but that doesn't mean I know everything." Zhou Tu's attitude towards Chen Ge was strange. Compared with before, it could not be said to be good or bad, but one could hear a hint of fear in his words.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from the painting studio behind them. Several people turned their heads and looked. The spine of the red monster was completely opened, its back was swollen, and its ribs extended to both sides. A cruel tool was hung on each bone.

He stood with his back to the door, seemingly using the tools he had on him to modify the painting.

"Stay away from him." Zhou Tu asked Wang Yicheng to open the window and take him down first.

The glass window was pushed open, Zhou Tu and Wang Yicheng left first, followed by Chen Ge. But when he stood next to the window, he was suddenly stunned.

A man was standing in the shadow of the southeast corner of the laboratory building. He was wearing black leather shoes, had a pale face, gloomy eyes, and was holding a little girl's nightgown and a collar for tying a dog in his hands.

"Teacher Bai?"

Chen Ge had Yin pupils, and he saw Teacher Bai at a glance, and also saw the bloodstains on the girl's nightgown: "Did his daughter get into trouble?"

Teacher Bai, who was hiding in the shadows, also discovered Chen Ge. He seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. He probably didn't expect that there were other people around Chen Ge, so he didn't take any action.

"This is the real Mr. Bai. I took his ID and replaced his identity. It wouldn't be good if my students knew about this." Chen Ge felt that Zhang Ju and the others should be able to guess that he was not a school teacher, but no one broke this window paper. At least on the surface, everyone was trying to maintain the stability of the society.

"I have to find a reason to kill him. There should be many people around me who are good at destroying the body." There is still a fierce ghost hiding in Chen Ge's shadow. The other party is the original ghost with the least dignity. Now he has become a chess piece in Chen Ge's hand.

Having made the decision, Chen Ge's eyes softened when he looked at Teacher Bai. He quickened his movements and jumped downstairs in less than a minute.

"Where is he?" After landing on the ground, Chen Ge looked towards the corner of the laboratory building, but Teacher Bai was nowhere to be seen.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Tu's voice became smaller and smaller, giving people the feeling that it would disappear at any time: "I don't have much time. There are some things I must tell you. This is related to whether I can find myself again, and it also concerns the life and death of each of you."

"Go ahead, we're listening." Zhang Ju and Zhu Long stood on both sides of Chen Ge, and the others gathered together.

"The thirteen paintings in the painting room represent thirteen people. Each of them is as terrifying as the man in red we just met." Zhou Tu took a breath and waited for Wang Yicheng to help him into the bushes away from the laboratory building before continuing: "The ranking has nothing to do with strength. It is completely random, but there is one exception."

"exception?"

"Number One is an exception. I don't have any memory of Number One. I only know that he likes painting very much and he is a painter."