There were footsteps coming from the corridor outside the reading room. The library administrator was moving towards here. Although Chen Ge still had many doubts in his mind, he no longer had time to ask.
"Chang Gu, I hope you won't lie to me. I can do my best to help your sister, but you have to make sure that my friends and I can leave this school safely."
Chen Ge gathered with other members of the society. He was a man of his word. He said he would take Zhang Ju and the others away, and he would definitely try his best to do it.
"I can promise you, but the question is, is my promise useful? Here, anything can happen. Even a painter cannot give you a 100% guarantee." Chang Gu's blood-red eye twitched slightly. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
"You've changed a lot since you entered the door. It seems I have to re-evaluate our relationship." Chen Ge's expression was calm. He always looked like this, making it hard to figure him out. No one knew whether he was playing an empty city trick or had another card up his sleeve.
"We are friends. We are both from outside the sect. We know each other well. I won't harm you." Chang Gu raised the backpack in his hand: "Look, I also helped you deliver your things."
"We are indeed friends, but I have also made some friends inside the school. We are all friends, so I hope you won't make it too difficult for me when the time comes." There was one thing Chen Ge did not tell Chang Gu. He had promised to be friends with someone in the bathroom on the top floor of the teaching building.
At that time, he was using Lin Sisi's mobile phone to watch the footage of Lin Sisi being bullied in the past. At the end of the video, he heard a voice in his ear, and that voice wanted to be friends with him.
With the idea that more friends mean more paths, Chen Ge agreed directly.
Now that I think about it, the owner of that voice was most likely the painter.
Many people want to take advantage of Chen Ge, but if they get to know Chen Ge in depth, they will probably regret it.
"Okay, let's do as you say." Chen Ge led the other club members to Chang Gu: "Can you give me my things now?"
"No problem, but you have to wait until you enter the mirror before you can open the backpack." Chang Gu did not hand the backpack to Chen Ge, but followed him to the last row of bookshelves.
Several people worked together to push open the bookshelf, revealing a mirror covered with a black cloth.
"This mirror won't be used many times. You'd better hurry up and get the school's approval before the painter finds this place." Chang Gu lifted the black cloth and handed the backpack to Chen Ge: "Stand in front of the mirror, put your hands on it, look carefully, and you will see the world on the other side of the mirror."
After taking the backpack, Chen Ge did not put his hand on the mirror immediately. He took a step back.
"What do you want to do?" Chang Gu frowned.
"Don't be nervous. This is my first time in this place. I have no experience, so I want to see how others do it." Chen Ge resisted the urge to open his backpack and gave Zhang Ju a look: "These scenes should have appeared in your memory."
Zhang Ju nodded, pushed Zhou Tu to Zhu Long, and stood in front of the mirror: "To be honest, I actually want to live in the painter's dream, but if it comes at the cost of freedom, then forget it."
With his scarred arm resting on the mirror, Zhang Ju raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.
Chen Ge discovered one thing a long time ago: in the world behind the door, mirrors rarely appear.
It seems that in this blood-red world, mirrors have other special meanings.
He stood at the end of the line and watched patiently. If there hadn't been other people around, he would even want to find a pen and paper to record the whole process.
Blood dripped down his arm onto the mirror, and streaks of blood crawled on the mirror surface. It was unclear whether they were outside the mirror or came from the world inside the mirror.
There were more and more bloodshot, and at a certain moment, in the blink of an eye, the scene in the mirror suddenly changed.
It was still a library, but the library in the mirror had turned blood red, with blood flowing everywhere, and every book seemed to be written in blood.
"I never thought that one day I would come back. This time, I hope I won't make the wrong choice again."
Zhang Ju outside the mirror was muttering to himself, but he in the mirror did not move at all, like a soulless puppet, with his head lowered and his eyes closed.
"Be careful, don't run around after you go in, wait where you are, we will act together, there is strength in numbers." Chen Ge wanted to say something else, but Zhang Ju's condition was a little unstable, he didn't listen to Chen Ge at all.
The head that was deformed by the fire slowly turned, and Zhang Ju's only remaining right eye was as red as blood. He stared at Chang Gu, and all the wounds on his body opened up, and countless blood threads flowed on his body.
"Your left eye is so beautiful. I... really want to eat it."
Zhang Ju seemed to be stimulated by something, his expression was hideous and distorted. What was even stranger was that his expression in the mirror also gradually began to change, slowly becoming the same as his own.
When the two were synchronized, the hand he pressed on the mirror was pulled away, and his body sank into the mirror.
"Was he dragged in by himself in the mirror?" Before Chen Ge could react, there was only a pool of blood in front of the mirror. Zhang Ju disappeared as if he had never appeared.
"The mirror can reflect your appearance, but it cannot reflect your soul. One side of the mirror is your body, and the other side is your desire. You can see your ugliest side when you look in the mirror, and you can also see your most dangerous side when you look in the mirror." After sending Zhang Ju away, Chang Gu's tone became much more relaxed: "The mirror behind the ghost school gate is different from the real one. The painter put all the beautiful things into the mirror, and put all the ugly, desperate and terrifying things outside the mirror, so each of you will see a different self when you look in the mirror."
While Zhang Ju was talking, Zhou Tu had already passed through the mirror. He was so fast that the surrounding society members, including Chen Ge and Chang Gu, did not notice him.
"Teacher Bai, I know you still have a lot to tell me." Zhu Long seemed to have something to say, but perhaps considering the presence of outsiders, he didn't say it in the end: "I rarely trust others, I hope you won't let me down."
With his palms pressed against the mirror, Zhu Long looked at himself in the mirror. His tall body had been pieced together again, and the reflection in the mirror couldn't be considered a human being at all. It looked more like a rag doll sewn by a bad boy.
The bloodstain in front of the mirror became thicker and thicker. After all the club members left, Chen Ge stood in front of the mirror carrying two backpacks.
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