My House of Horrors

The red clothes behind the door hover on the edge of life and death, and they are very acute.

Although the painter's three men have been fighting with the rest of Haunted School's red clothes, most of their attention has been focused on Chen Song.

Everyone, including the painter, is curious, Chen Gong, how does a living person make so many red clothes obey his orders?

How did he do that? What do you want?

The unknown is always the scariest thing. It is precisely for this reason that the painter and his men did not do anything against Chen Song. They did not know Chen Song's cards. They watched Chen Song grow step by step, and there were more and more red clothes gathered around them.

“The reason you can drive other red coats is in the shadows?” The blindfolded man wants to see something from the facial expression of Chan Song.

However, he was disappointed that Chen Song did not react abnormally, apart from accelerating the movement on his hand, and that face was calm and frightening.

A piece of candy falls in the shadows, slowly melting like ice and snow.

Not only blindfolded men, but all the red ghosts around them felt a faint breath in the shadow of Chan Song.

This breath is slowly becoming stronger, as if something was awakening from its sleep, but the process of awakening is very long.

“I remember Teacher Bai once said that there was a special presence hidden in his shadow.” Severely injured, Zhou Tu hiding behind him spoke as if he were talking to himself.

“Yes, I've heard from Teacher Bai, too.” Another student, Wang Yicheng, who was brought out of the East and West campus by Chen Gong, whispered: “We felt it when we didn't leave the West campus, but after leaving the West campus, we felt it less clearly. ”

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the conversation between the two happened to be heard by those around them, as did blindfolded men.

“Your last card is hidden in the shadows?! ”

The blindfolded man has been convinced that Chen Song dared to enter haunted school with the body of a living person because there was something in his shadow that was protecting him, and even more speculative. Chen Song was just a puppet. That thing in his shadow was the real mastermind.

Nobody in haunted school knew exactly what was hidden in Chen Song's shadow, and blindfolded men and Lin Sisi both had bad feelings.

Coincidentally, at this point, at the end of the hallway of the teaching building, several teachers came and led by Director Lei.

The red clothes surrounded by Chen Gong saw Director Lei and they were happy at first. After all, the two sides had dealt with each other before and could not count as enemies.

But immediately after Director Lei's words, he broke the fantasies of the red clothes around Chen Gong.

“In his shadow lies a top red coat! Don't lose to the painter and Changwen Rain, and have a deep bond with this school! We have to stop him!” Director Lei and most of the haunted school teachers are with painters who build heaven and help painters manage hell outside of heaven.

“Top red? ”

Simple and simple, the four words seem to carry a magical magic that deters the minds of all, and even the three top red jackets who have killed their heads to the most critical moments are temporarily suspended.

“To this day, Chan Song! You didn't disappoint me!” The back merged with the door, and Changwen, full of scars and cracks, laughed wildly, and the scarlet's eyes filled with mockery: “Even if you kill me, you're doomed to not get the door! The red coat that destroyed the door came back, and the ghost who was afraid of the door came back! ”

The situation seemed to change in an instant. Changwen shouted, the painter looked gloomy, and the sickness clothes that were sandwiched in the middle to manipulate the blood mist were blind and tangled.

“Stop him, you have to stop him! ”

Once the fourth top red coat appears, the balance will be broken, and all the other powerful ghosts and monsters in the haunted school, with the exception of the followers of Chen Song, will begin to besiege Chen Song.

Instead of killing the powerful ghosts next to Chen Gong, they targeted Chen Gong alone. They wanted to kill Chen Gong before he could summon the powerful ghosts in the shadows.

“Stop them! ”

The red clothes and students who followed Chan Song were still a little shaky, but when they heard from Changwen Yukou that Chan Song had a top red clothes, they instantly gained confidence in Chan Song.

It is also the top red coat, Changwen Yu will not lie, they feel they have placed the right bet on Bao, began to spare everything to protect Chen Song and buy time for him.

Blood surge, standing in the center of Chan Song, no extra expression, just constantly throwing candy in the bag into the shadows.

His shadow was like a deep pit, no one knew what was hidden down there, only a shadow could be seen implicitly.

Candy disappeared one after the other, and the killing next to Chen Gong reached its worst time.

A lot of blood clots appeared in the grey mist of Lin Sisi, and Xu Yinsti's voice could be heard.

The siege of blindfolded men's red clothes is all wounded, they are getting closer to the way they were when they died, blindfolded men's abilities have had an effect on them, but nobody cares, and all people have to buy time for Chen Song with the risk of spiritual dissipation.

Twilight High School withered wells of inverted deformities and bloody monsters simultaneously poured into Chen Song. At this moment, the students of Psychic Ghost School spontaneously protected Chen Song, and he won the approval of those students with his actions.

“Painter, you didn't think of that, did you? My last card wasn't on me at all.” Changwen Rain is constantly stimulating the painter, she is also delaying the time, the psychic ghost school door is almost consumed by the three-headed demon pattern, and the crack on the door has widened to the point where it is difficult to recover.

The painter was not affected by Changwen Rain, but he could see a slight hesitation in his eyes. He stared at the shadow behind Chen Song, and the last "canvas” wrapped in blood silk appeared silently in his hands.

The dead well and the monster in the blood fog swept off the road, and Chen Song was right in front of him, but all the ghosts that flooded into Chen Song were blocked by haunted school students.

The crowd hid a low breath, a stinking saliva dripping down the corner of the mouth, a pair of negative eyes staring at the back of Chen Song.

The limbs moved rapidly on the ground, and the humanoid monster in the garbage transfer station seemed to be near the mantis of the prey, rushing to Chan Gong with the cover of the surrounding deformities.

He aimed at Chan's neck and opened his mouth.

“Boom!”

A woman's head hit the face of a deformed monster.

Blood dripped down, the headless ghost in red half knelt behind Chen Gong, she was wounded all over, one arm was severed, for a long time irreparable, the other hand held his head.

The monster swarmed, the other arm of the headless ghost was torn off, the pale hand fell on the shadow of Chan Song, the dark hair tied around her wrist slowly blended into the shadow of Chan Song.

At that moment, Chen Song's shadow seemed different.

Several of the top red coats in the room seemed to feel something, and the three “people” looked behind Chen Gong at the same time.

“Is she... awake?” Changwen had a smile on his rainy face, and the man who manipulated the blood fog had a strong sense of crisis.

The painter was the calmer of the few, and he no longer hesitated.

When no one responded, his eyes turned dark and he looked into the shadow of Chan Song and his bloody fingers fell on the last canvas.

“Bad!”

“Chan Gong! Cover your shadow! ”

The crowd kept screaming, and Chen Song subconsciously moved his body. He looked up and the painter was drawing exactly his shadow!

“The special abilities of a painter?! ”

The painter applied his last abilities to the shadow of Chan Song, and suddenly it became quiet in the bloody haunted school.

Victory and defeat have been divided, painters can paint ghosts, can deprive any powerful ghost of everything.

There are great limitations on this ability, but only the painter himself knows what the limitations are.

“It's over...”

Blood surged, and Chen Song and the painter became the focus of the whole haunted school.

On the painter's canvas, the shadow of Chan Song slowly became clear, and the appearance of the shadow was changing.

“I don't see real people, I can only paint when I see shadows?” Chan Song felt that something in his body was being stripped away, and that there was a presence that intertwined with his own destiny that disappeared a little bit.

“Painting is just one of my abilities, and my eyes can see the contours of destiny invisibly. I can draw that thing about you along the lines of destiny. ”

The shadow of Chen Song on the canvas is constantly changing, everyone's attention is attracted by the painter, and Chen Song covers his heart.

That feeling was indescribable, and he could clearly feel what he was about to lose.

He wanted to howl and shout that name out loud.

The shadow behind Chen Song is fading, while the shadow on the painter's canvas is becoming clearer and clearer.

Unable to breathe, after a long few seconds, the shadow on the canvas of the painter changed shape and became the true look of the ghost hidden in the shadow of Chen Song!

The artist's breath suddenly diminished and everyone looked at the canvas in his hand!

A canvas made of human skin paints a skinny, cowardly boy with many nailed wounds.

When the shadow stopped changing on the canvas, the shadow behind the chant was split, and a small black shadow stood next to the chant.

He held sweet candy and chewed it in his mouth. It took a few seconds to find something wrong.

The candy in his arms rolled to the ground, and the little black shadow forgot to chew, and he looked at the painter and saw himself on the painter's canvas.

The body dissipates like a black smoke, and the little black shadow is as if it had never existed in this world.

“For the dead?” When the painter unconsciously uttered a few words, the three top red coats and the countless red coats around Chen Song stood still.

Hiding in the shadow of Chan Song, the grim ghost who was constrained by countless people, is just a scapegoat who can't even count as a redcoat!

“Have we been deceived? ”

Changwen's smile on the rain face completely disappeared, and the faces of the three top red clothes all darkened. At this moment, no one noticed that the shadow of Chen Song's fragmentation did not disappear, but spread like surroundings, like a black ocean.