My House of Horrors

“What's wrong with school will all of a sudden?” Chen Gong stood on a pile of mirror fragments at this time, and he broke the mirror under his feet as long as it was too big.

“Attention, all! Stay away from the window!” The old headmaster shouted out loud that he had started sending students to seek refuge without thinking too much, which was rooted in bones and the body even started to act before thinking.

“What the hell's going on out there?” There was chaos in the hallway, Chen Song didn't have time to ask, and there was a loud glass explosion outside the hallway, and all the windows of the haunted school blew up!

The thick blood mist drifted into the corridor, Chen Gong looked at the door, the screaming and broken glass outside kept his ears, the only thing that reassured him was that Xu Yan dragged the puppet with one hand, guarding the room, as if nothing could shake him.

“When that red boy in the mirror screams, just when the will of the haunted school changes, will there be any connection between this? ”

Chen Song retracted his gaze and turned his head towards the blood-red mirror in front of him.

There was a crack in the mirror, and blood kept pouring out of the mirror, like a heart stuck with a sharp knife.

The little man in the mirror tore his face apart madly, as if he wanted to rip the face off of Chan Song completely.

“What the hell is this?” Chen Gong is very bold now, he knows that it is difficult for Red and Strong Ghost to get close, bite his teeth, reach for the mirror at the corner of the wall.

As soon as his fingertips touched the edge of the mirror, Chen Song heard a howl in the mirror, and his fleshy face shouted at Chen Song outside the mirror.

Looking at him like a severe cleansing patient, he found someone touching his cup with muddy hands.

The boy in the red in the mirror growled, the collection of will above the haunted school was storming, the sound of the glass blowing up sounded like a corridor, and the blood fog hit the room like a wave.

However, Chen Gong's house was not affected. Xu Yan stood at the door, grabbed the puppet with one hand, and the other held the door. A red blood silk disc wrapped around his body on his bloody coat. His pale hand grabbed the door frame dead, blocking all the fog flowing into the room.

The red coat fluttered and the body was under unimaginable pressure, but the expression on Xu Yan's face did not change.

“Are you calling the school will? Can you influence school will?” Chen Guo grabbed the edge of the mirror with both hands and pushed hard, trying to pick up the mirror.

The mirror was much heavier than Chen Gong had imagined. He tried his best not to take the mirror out of the pile of pieces. Worse still, with his constant efforts, the lenses in the whole room began to appear abnormal, and the mirrors were like wounds on living people, bleeding out.

Chan felt like he was being looked at by countless bleeding eyes from different people who were staring at themselves through the mirror with different emotions.

“Boom!”

There was another loud bang on the corridor outside, very close to them, something seemed to have come over and was fighting with the old headmaster.

“School teacher? Or the other red in haunted school?” Chen Gong was anxious, the red boy in the mirror could indirectly influence the will of the haunted school, and seemed to know some secrets about his face. The other party must have realized something, so he would ignore everything and tear off the face that had already begun to change.

“This mirror is most likely the mirror of a West City Private College doorman! There's a memory fragment of him!” Chen Gong remembers what he saw the first time he looked into the mirror, which was this room with the red boy in it.

“If Zhang Ya really killed the pusher, the mirror fragment can't be left behind, maybe he will be bad for Zhang Ya.” Considering that the puppet was right next to him, Chen Gong didn't say the words, he just wanted to get out of the mirror more.

Chen Gong is sober than ever. Only by holding this mirror will he be prevented from interfering with the will of the haunted school.

“The doorman is dead, and now the haunted school belongs to everyone, and you shouldn't exist.” Chen Gong couldn't pull the mirror out and kicked it straight into the mirror, but nothing had changed on the mirror, except that the red boy in the mirror seemed to calm down slowly.

The man in red hid in the mirror to measure Chen Song, and slowly discovered that he seemed to have the wrong person, that face resembled someone, but there was a fundamental difference between the two!

Chen Guo also discovered the change of the boy in red, after so many things, how acute he was, without any hesitation, decisively said: “Xu Yan! Take out this mirror! ”

The mirror split on the ground, Xu Yan came to Chan Sing with an arrow step, pale fingers grabbed the edge of the mirror.

The boy in red in the mirror screamed in shock, and a lot of blood seeped through the mirror crack, which contained a fine blood needle into Xuyin's palm.

A small wound appeared on the palm of a pale, papery hand. Xu Yanxiao's eyes beat slowly, and his familiar pain slowly opened his mouth.

Countless blood filaments gushed out of the wound on his palm, Xu Yan loosened the puppet and grabbed the mirror fragment with his two hands dead.

“Bang!”

The blood-red mirror buried in a pile of mirror fragments was raw and broken, something no one had ever thought of.

Half the mirror in Xu Yin's hand had a thick crack. It blew up instantly. The lower half had no blood. It shrunk into the pile of pieces and disappeared.

“You think you escaped?” Chen Gong bit his teeth, he had realized something from the unusual behavior of the red boy just now. Assuming that the red boy in the mirror is the memory of the pusher, it makes sense why no new pusher has appeared in the haunted school so far, because the real pusher is not “dead” clean.

Secondly, and most importantly.

If the boy in red is a pushman, according to the puppet, he has entered the bloody city centre.

And when he transformed Chen Song's face, his performance could no longer be described as unusual, like opening a gift box and finding that it was a bomb about to explode.

This guy probably saw a face somewhere similar to Chan Song's!

“How excited is it that even the will of haunted schools is starting to go mad? Could he have seen a midget in a bloody city and just mistakenly identified him? ”

Previously in Lywan Town, the dog with the shadow also missed someone.

“Chen Gong! You got what you wanted! We can't stay here anymore! ”

The old headmaster kept reminding him that Chen Gong quickly walked out of the room with Xu Yan and Puppet: “The mirror fragments in this room, I am prepared to have no pieces left. Screen them all over again, I can't leave for now...”

Unfinished, Chen Gong looked up and saw the will of the haunted school outside the window. All the buildings of the haunted school were reflected in that huge bloody eyeball. It was surprising that the eyeball itself was slowly expanding and seemed likely to break apart from the middle at any moment.