The situation between the painter and Fan Yu was somewhat similar to that between Chen Ge and the shadow. Chen Ge realized this, and the painter seemed to have vaguely sensed it as well.

"What did he mean by that last sentence? The well of the heart holds secrets and memories. Was he reminding me to pay attention to what's in my heart?"

Chen Ge had many things he wanted to ask the painter, but the painter was hesitant and only gave him a reminder in this ambiguous way in the end.

Maybe it can’t be considered a reminder, just a very vague hint.

The painter walked very decisively. This rational and calm opponent gave Chen Ge a headache.

As long as there was a slight possibility, Chen Ge wanted to keep the painter. If there was a painter in his haunted house, he would be more confident whether facing the cursed hospital or the ghost fetus next.

But he himself knew that this was impossible. It was difficult to plot against a painter. He and Dr. Gao were the same type of people and had almost no flaws.

"Doctor Gao has entered the Bloody City, and now Painter and Lin Sisi have also escaped in. Maybe we will meet somewhere in the future."

The painter left, and Zhang Yateng put all his efforts into packing up the hospital gown. The whole sky echoed with his screams.

"Chen Ge, what should we do now?" The old principal asked in a low voice. All the red-clothed and ghost school students around him looked at Chen Ge. They were very glad that they didn't do anything stupid just now.

"The dry well at Muyang Middle School is indeed the way to escape from the ghost school, but that road was left by the painter for himself. The situation has been reversed. We don't have to leave anymore. Let's go back to the teaching building." Chen Ge was supported by Bai Qiulin. He walked towards Director Lei first: "You are the official manager of the ghost school. You should know how to repair this school and appease the students who don't want to leave."

"Students who don't want to leave?" Director Lei was worried that Chen Ge would cause trouble for him. After all, he had just tipped off the painter and had made things difficult for Chen Ge in the ghost school.

"The reason why Chang Wenyu wants to destroy the door is simply because she saw many students lose their freedom. Once they enter the door, they can never leave. I have also seen parents waiting outside the door, so after everything is settled, I will ask all the students in the ghost school if they want to leave, they can go with me." Chen Ge himself was rebellious at one time, he understood those children, there are many kinds of despair, some tragedies are actually completely avoidable, if it weren't for the door guiding them, they would never enter behind the door: "Although there is no regret medicine in the world, if possible, I would like to give them one more chance to choose."

"Okay." After the painter left, Director Lei seemed to have changed into a different person, and his temper improved a lot: "I will fully cooperate with you."

"Don't cooperate with me, you should cooperate with him." Chen Ge pointed at the old principal: "From now on, he will be the principal of the Psychic Ghost School. You must obey him in everything."

The fighting had not yet ended, but Chen Ge had already begun to deal with the chaos. This was not arrogance, but he had full confidence in Zhang Ya.

"Half-clothed in red?" Director Lei and the teachers around him were a little puzzled. The man in front of them had survived many dangers and finally got the door, so why would he hand over the ghost school to a man half-clothed in red?

"If there is someone in this world who can build a paradise behind the door, I believe that person must be him." Chen Ge pushed the old principal in front of Director Lei. Ying Hong and Han Song stood beside the old principal. Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, who escaped from the East and West Ghost Schools, followed not far away.

As for Zhou Tu and Wang Yicheng, they took advantage of the chaos and jumped into the dry well, following the painter.

"I'm not questioning your judgment. If you want to become the principal of a ghost school, you must be recognized by the ghost school's will. Do you think the ghost school's will is likely to recognize a half-red-dressed man?"

"You should change the way you think about problems." Chen Ge looked at Zhang Ya's profile. "The hospital gown is struggling to death. The tear that hides the memory will be found sooner or later. Chang Wenyu has merged with the door and only wants to destroy it. She is not a big threat to us. Now the painter has left again. The overall situation has been decided. It doesn't matter whether we get the approval of the ghost school or not. What matters is to get her approval."

From his voice to his temperament, Chen Ge brought the phrase "the fox borrows the power of the tiger" to its extreme, and Director Lei was also shocked. In fact, it was normal. Chen Ge brought him too many shocks, and he no longer dared to veto it casually.

"Gather all students of the Ghost School. Let's all retreat back to the teaching building. Let's work together to eliminate all the monsters that have entered the Ghost School. This is our place, and outsiders are absolutely not allowed to set foot here."

"But the school's doors and windows are severely damaged. It would be difficult to repair them all, even for the Red Coats." Director Lei has his own difficulties.

"The ghost school is too big, and a lot of it is useless. We can only abandon the outer area and expand outward little by little based on the relatively intact area inside." Chen Ge said these words very naturally, as if he was very experienced. After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment. For some reason, he suddenly thought of his own haunted house. The situation of the psychic ghost school at this time was a bit similar to his own haunted house: "Could it be that the haunted house has been destroyed before? Is the black phone guiding me to repair it bit by bit?"

"What haunted house?" Director Lei didn't quite understand.

"It's okay. I mean we should make the ghost school a home for all students. Most of the children who are chosen by the school have very bad memories. We need to be more patient and caring towards them." Chen Ge said a few words casually and asked the students who followed him to return to the teaching building first.

The ghost school was wrapped in black hair. This scene of countless black hair falling from the sky was a hundred times more terrifying than a nightmare, but Chen Ge felt very at ease staying inside.

"The Bloody City and the Ghost School are separated. No monsters from outside the school can enter for the time being. Now is the best time to clean them up."

Perhaps it was because Chang Wenyu wanted to destroy the door. After the painter left, the ghost school will that was stripped from him was not obtained by Chang Wenyu.

Part of that will was focused on Chen Ge, and part of it was returned to the students. When facing the monsters outside the school, everyone had no serious disagreements and dealt with them together. The situation was getting better.

Most of the students returned to the teaching building and, under the leadership of the man in red, killed the remaining monsters everywhere.

Chen Ge, accompanied by his haunted house staff, came to the ghost school gate and found Chang Wenyu's dropped coat.

After the blood color faded, it seemed to be just an ordinary school uniform.

"Xu Yin, Lao Bai, be careful around you and don't let anyone come over." In order to destroy the door and merge with the three evil ghosts on the door, Chang Wenyu gave up many things, including the blood-red coat that symbolized obsession and resentment.

Chen Ge picked up the school uniform and fumbled in its pocket. After a moment, his tense nerves finally relaxed.

“Found it.”

When he reached his hand out of his pocket, there was a black cell phone in his palm.

There were a few drops of blood on the phone screen that could not be wiped off. What was even stranger was that when the phone touched Chen Ge, the dark screen suddenly lit up and began to vibrate continuously.

"It seems that only I can see the content on the phone, and it seems that I can only receive information when I pick up the phone."

Chen Ge slid the screen and looked at the dozen or so unread messages on it, feeling completely relieved.

"Chang Wenyu doesn't know the secret of the black phone. This should be the best news for me."