My House of Horrors

Once again, Zhu Long became ill, his expression was gloomy and his eyes were filled with blood silk, but strangely enough, in addition to blood silk, there were tears in Zhu Long's red eyes.

He looks painful.

Several people dragged Zhu Long toward less people, but in the process, some people caught their attention, and fortunately they didn't come after him.

“Jurong knocked over the anatomy table in the experimental building, and the experimental building manager was likely to come after him. It's not the worst yet, Zhu Long engraved another Zhu word behind the anatomical stage, which is likely to shock the people behind the school scenes! ”

Chen Song was very cautious, and whether or not things were revealed, he would think in the worst direction.

“Everything on the West Side seems normal because there are 'things' that are keeping the school in order and transporting all the negative emotions to the East Side. If those managers see the word 'Zhu' coming out behind the dissection desk, they'll be aware of a student problem. ”

Speed up, Chan Gong won't bet his opponent is a fool, all he can do now is get out of the scene.

“Teacher, let's get him to the infirmary. He looks very ill. He must have hidden his true situation before joining the club. He may have a history of mental illness!” Zhou Tu didn't want to be with these strange members of the community for a moment. He was going to send Zhou Tu to the infirmary and go to the counselor to see if he could quit the association. If he really couldn't, those two credits would be gone. After all, it was more important than the credits, or his life.

“You think he's mentally ill?” Running away, Chan Gong no longer has time to disguise himself as a gentle teacher.

With a slight flank, Chen Song swept Zhou Dian's glance, he had a smile on his face, but Zhou Diao saw his smile and felt a deep chill. In front of him, the white teacher seemed to be a double personality, sometimes warm, and sometimes people dared not approach him.

“No, no, I'm just guessing that it's not normal for a big living person to suddenly scream about killing or something.” Zhou Tu took a step around the King's City.

“Zhou Tu, in no way do you have the right to speak of him. In my opinion, you are the deepest disease in our community.” Chen Song paused a little after he finished his speech and kept smiling: “Except for me, of course. ”

“What are you talking about?” Zhou Tu was angry and scared of Chen Song, and his tone was not as good as before.

“Now I'm telling you you won't believe it either.” Chen Guo grabbed Zhu Long and didn't lift his head: “When I take you into the art club and show you the scenes of your dreams, you'll probably become more scary than him. ”

“Why, why?” Zhou Zhu felt that Chen Song was not a joke.

“Because Jurong is just one of the backgrounds of this painting, and you're the one holding the brush.” Chen Gong has been crawling around in society for years and has gone through a hell of a grinding of black phones, and his temperament is completely different from those of these children.

Zhou Tu did not dare to look Chen Gong's eyes, his right hand slightly twitched, the muscles had “remembered” some things in advance of the brain, this reaction only people who painted for a long time with high intensity.

Zhu Long, holding his head with his hands, moaned and vomited, his eyes protruding outward, leaving a tear mark on his cheek.

“It's not remote enough, let's go to the fence.” Chen Gong commanded Zhou Tu and Zhang Torch, and the three of them held Zhu Long together.

“Teacher, you sure you don't want to take him to the infirmary?” Zhang Torch was also a little worried. He looked at Chen Song's calm eyes and always felt that Chen Song had never thought of saving Zhu Long, but was just going to find a quiet place to bury Zhu Long.

“The infirmary is the place to treat the illness, he is not ill, he is just retrieving what belongs to him.” Chen Gong needs help, someone who can really help: “Any request will pay the price, and when he recovers his memory, he will thank us. ”

“I fear that he has not recovered his memory, losing his life first. After all, memory can be remanufactured, but life is only once.” Zhang Torch naturally said that memories can be recreated, and he didn't even realize it.

“Only once?” Chen Gong gathered in front of Zhang Torch and stared at Zhang Torch's face: “Think carefully about what happened in the hospital after the fire, are you sure that the fire just took your skin? ”

Wang Yicheng was the first to join the association. Although he also found Chen Song a little scary at this time, he insisted that the "white teacher” in front of him was a good person.

“Let's listen to the teacher, I'll help. ”

“Come on, don't leave the team. ”

Just a few people walked out a dozen meters and Zhu Long regained his mind. He gasped and his eyes seemed a little brighter than before: “I'm fine, I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

Zhang Torch and Zhou Tu loosened their hands, only Chen Song still held Zhu Long.

His chest fluctuated, he gasped, he had several wounds on his face that he had dug out, and his hands were broken sometime.

“Do you remember anything?” Chen Gong lifted his pink phone, and Zhu Long's face became very bad when he saw the girl on the desktop. She looked like she couldn't breathe: “The chat record showed that you were very loving, at least you thought so unilaterally. Why are you so scared of someone you love? What kind of girl is she? What did she do to you? ”

Every time Chen Gong said a word, Zhu Long's face was pale. If he hadn't been held up, he might even have had difficulty standing.

“I don't know, really! I never sent these communications. I don't remember a thing! ”

“So what do you know?” Chen Quo held Zhu Long's arm slowly and forcefully, and he looked around with vigilance.

“All I know is that her name was Gao Jie, and that name came out of my head. ”

“It doesn't look like it's useless to punch you in the head. Congratulations, you're one step closer to the truth.” Chen Gong patted Zhu Long's shoulder lightly and tried to relieve the tension: “Feeling better? ”

“Well, thank you teacher, I can go on my own.” Zhu Long rubbed his lower face with his sleeves.

“I mean, do you want to look at this phone again and get back more memories?” Chen Gong would like to know how Zhu Long got into this school, and only if he found his way in will he have a chance to find his way out.

The secrets of the school are hidden in the memories of the students' disappearance, which, while full of despair, cannot be helped, because hope is hidden there as well.

Four members of the community, four different experiences, if they can learn their memories of the school, Chen Gong felt that he should be able to lift the veil of the school.

Zhu Long did not refuse Chen Gong. After remembering the girl's name, he had become somewhat resistant to the contents of the phone.

With his eyes on the phone, Zhu Long's eyes wandered between that sweet word and a brutally bloody picture, and a moment later, he drowned again.

“When she was talking to me, was she also enjoying her work? Did she think of me as one of her works long ago? ”