The blood-red eyeball hanging above the ghost school split in the middle and turned into a giant mirror that covered the entire ghost school.

The mirror surface is blood red. On this side of the mirror is the bloody world behind the door, and on the other side of the mirror is the East-West campus created by the painter.

"The East and West campuses were just constructed by the painter using the remaining memories of the students. When the school's will was severely damaged, the East and West campuses that he spent a lot of effort to build would naturally be affected."

Chen Ge looked up at the mirror in the sky. The girl sitting on the top floor of the laboratory building on the other side of the mirror was doing the same thing.

"Chang Wenyu?"

A name flashed through Chen Ge's mind. The girl was completely different from what Chen Ge had imagined.

In the movies shot by Chang Gu, Chang Wenyu has many different personalities, but generally she is a quiet and lovely girl.

This should be how Chang Wenyu looks like in Chang Gu's mind, but as a brother, he actually doesn't understand his sister. Due to various reasons, Chen Ge was misled.

The real Chang Wenyu is a girl that people don't want to get close to after just one look at her. Her left eye was dug out, leaving only a dark hole. There seemed to be a flame burning in her right eye, hiding a kind of madness that was suppressed to the extreme. Such a "person" is capable of doing anything. There is nothing in the world that can restrain them, and even they themselves cannot control themselves.

In comparison, the painter is at the other extreme. He says nothing and is as silent as a dead sea.

Even though the drawing board was broken, even though the campus he had worked so hard to build was collapsing, even though the school's will was severely damaged, his expression never changed from beginning to end.

The painter and Chang Wenyu are two extremes. When the ghost school's will was in great trouble and the entire ghost school was exposed to the bloody city, one of them looked down at his drawing board, as if recalling the paintings he had drawn with this board, and the other sat on the edge of the building and looked up at the sky on the other side of the mirror, as if appreciating this rare chaotic scene.

"Two lunatics." Chen Ge's gaze had moved from the girl to the boy. He was now certain that there was definitely some kind of connection between the painter and Fan Yu.

They have exactly the same face, but slightly different bodies. Fan Yu may have low self-esteem, so he always keeps his head down and has a slightly hunched back, while the painter looks more ordinary.

"I have seen Fan Yu outside the door with my own eyes. I have also taken him out for meals and to paint with him. I never thought something like this would happen." Chen Ge couldn't take his eyes off the painter. He really couldn't understand why there was also a "Fan Yu" in the world behind the door when the Fan Yu outside the door was clearly still alive. Moreover, the two had completely different personalities and abilities.

"It's really that child." The old principal also recognized Fan Yu. Besides surprise, there was a hint of guilt on his face.

"Principal, are you sure that Fan Yu being bullied at school has nothing to do with you?" Chen Ge pulled the principal to his side.

"I'm the principal of Muyang Middle School. Everything that happens in the school is related to me. How can I not be responsible for him being bullied?" The old principal did not understand what Chen Ge said.

"I mean, have you done anything to hurt him directly or indirectly? For example, he asked you for help, but you were too busy to respond..."

"If he had 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 being bullied has nothing to do with you, then 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 seen the situation here. None of them can bring salvation and relief to the children. Only you can."

"I can't do it either. Every child has his or her own obsessions, and it's too difficult to free them."

"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 think of this place as the second Muyang Middle School."

"Okay, I'll try my best." The old principal had a wry smile on his face. He was only a half-red-dresser, while his competitors were all top-level red-dressers.

"There are thirteen paintings in the studio, representing thirteen people who are qualified to become door pushers. We don't need to care about most of them. We only need to focus on the painters and Chang Wenyu." Chen Ge started planning since he entered the ghost school, and now is the most critical moment of his plan.

"So what should we do next?" The old principal was a little nervous.

"Let's find a safe place to stay first. Chang Wenyu dared to plot against the will of the Ghost School. It is very likely that she has reached an agreement with a monster in the Bloody City. This Ghost School is going to be in chaos. We must conserve 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 bloody fog swept through the ghost school wantonly, and the mirror above covered the campus, barely preventing the monsters in the bloody city from entering.

However, this blood-colored mirror is made up of the wills of countless students. When the will is defeated, complete collapse is just a matter of a moment.

On the other side of the mirror, on the East and West campuses, more and more students recalled their lost memories, and all kinds of negative emotions began to surge in. Bloody handprints appeared one after another on the wall between the East and West campuses, and all kinds of horrible, weird and bizarre things began to happen.

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

"Destiny?" The painter raised his head slowly, his lips moved slightly, and he uttered a few words: "Do you know what color destiny is?"

"I don't know, probably red. I like red." Chang Wenyu turned around and looked at the painter. Just by listening to the tone of their conversation, someone who didn't know them would probably think they were very good friends.

“Destiny is white. It will turn into whatever color you paint it with.” The painter’s voice can calm people.

"So you used the ghost school's will to secretly tamper with their memories? Just to preserve the beautiful moments for them? How do you know that this is what they want? What qualifications do you have to tamper with other people's most precious things?" Chang Wenyu's memory seemed to have been tampered with by the painter. This should be one of the reasons for their conflict: "Don't think that just because you are the most recognized person by the ghost school's will, you regard yourself as the god of this school!"

Facing Chang Wenyu's questioning, the painter did not refute. He just lowered his head and picked up the broken drawing board: "There is no God in the world behind the door. Even if there is, it is just the devil who occasionally shows kindness."

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