Foul Odor stood before the armoire and stared blankly at it.
Chen Ge was curious. He slowly approached the armoire, and when he saw what was inside, the expression on his face was one of shock.
Curled up in the corner of the armoire was a short, fat, and ugly boy. The boy's body was wrapped in plastic wrap, and there was an obvious wound where his heart should be, and there was a shallow strangulation mark on his neck.
"This boy is Foul Odor from that time?"
The boy's fists were clenched, and he refused to let them go even at the moment of his death. One could see that his left hand was gripping a picture, and his right hand was gripping a piece of a shirt.
The shirt was obviously something that an adult would wear. The boy's appearance meant that there was something wrong with the description of Foul Odor's diary inside Chen Ge's Haunted House.
"The truth does not appear to be what I thought it would be. Why did the boy end up like this?"
Foul Odor, who stood before the armoire silently, looked at the boy inside the armoire, and a bitter smile appeared on his round, fat face.
He tore the plastic wrap off the boy's arm and held the picture in the boy's palm before his eyes.
It was a picture of a father and son together. The people in the picture were smiling happily. Who would have thought something like this would happen later on?
A low growl escaped from his throat. Foul Odor's hands slowly tightened, and he tore the picture that he had refused to let go of even at the moment of his death into pieces.
He was tearing apart a picture, but the boy inside the armoire had wounds that were left behind by domestic violence.
Blood flowed under the plastic wrap. The man in the picture was crying, but the boy was clapping his hands, laughing and jumping around.
When the picture was completely torn apart, the boy's body inside the armoire had turned completely red, and the layers of plastic wrap on his body had started to crack.
"Wu …"
Foul Odor appeared to be calling someone's name. It sounded like a farewell or a call.
He scattered the broken picture on the ground, and his eyes glowed red. He turned to look at Chen Ge and then lowered his head to say something.
Chen Ge did not hear it clearly. Just as he was about to ask, Foul Odor had already stepped into the closet.
The stench in the air gradually faded, and the blood fog drifted into the room. Streaks of blood spread out from the wardrobe.
The room looked almost the same as it did in real life, but in just a few minutes, the walls were covered in blood vessels. This was how the world behind the door should look like.
"All the stench is concentrated in the closet?" Foul Odor's huge body squeezed into the narrow cupboard, bringing with it the stench that filled the room.
When the last trace of the stench disappeared, a strange sound came from the wardrobe. Chen Ge looked into the wardrobe and saw a fatty in a blood-red coat looking back at him.
"Foul Odor?" Chen Ge narrowed his eyes and sized up the other party. "What is your name?"
Chen Ge had no idea what had happened to Foul Odor, but the boy had probably let go of his past and found his heart again.
Everything had to start over. Chen Ge also felt like he could not call the boy Foul Odor anymore. He should have his own name.
The little fatty in the wardrobe didn't say anything. He was ugly, but he wasn't annoying.
"Don't you remember me? I am our Haunted House's boss — Chen Ge! "
The boy still did not speak. He just stared at Chen Ge like he was trying to imprint Chen Ge's face in his mind.
The communication was fruitless. Chen Ge reached out to pull the boy out from the closet, but the boy did not react at all.
"Fine, you chose your own path, and I won't force you. I've been very happy knowing you. If you run into any trouble that you can't solve in the future, you can come to Western Jiujiang's Haunted House to find me." Chen Ge now had the power to make a promise to a Red Specter.
After he said that, he turned to walk out of the room, but when he did, there was another sound coming from the closet.
Chen Ge turned back to look, and the fat boy in the red coat had jumped out from the closet. He was still wrapped in plastic wrap, and he followed closely behind Chen Ge like he was afraid to stay in this room alone.
"No matter what choice you make, I will understand. If you are willing to come back, the door of Haunted House will always be open, but I will have to recheck the rules. If you do not pass the test, you cannot interact with the visitors." At one moment, Chen Ge had actually given up, but to his surprise, Foul Odor, who had found his heart, was still willing to follow him.
Walking out from the room at the end of the corridor, the people outside were still shocked by the disappearance of the stench until they saw the fat boy in the red coat behind Chen Ge.
"Another Red Specter?" Everyone, including the old headmaster, was dumbfounded.
"Do you know that boy?" Yin Hong nudged Bai Qiulin lightly and put on a cute and innocent face.
"He looks familiar …" Bai Qiulin was confused, but since this happened to his boss, he did not think it was surprising.
Foul Odor had turned into a fat boy in a red coat. His power had multiplied, but he refused to communicate with anyone. It was unclear whether he had lost the ability to speak or he was too afraid to speak.
"Come on, we've finished exploring the male dormitory. Next, we'll go to the female dormitory." Chen Ge's eyes moved away from Foul Odor. He was actually thinking about something else.
Western Jiujiang's Private Academy once had a door pusher, which meant that behind the door was the scenario of Western Jiujiang's Private Academy. The male dormitory that he was looking at should be the scenario of Western Jiujiang's Private Academy behind the door.
The school's consciousness was expanding crazily, but it chose to keep a few of the more important scenarios. That should be the last wish of the door pusher before he died.
There is a big problem with the management of Western Jiujiang's Private Academy. No wonder it became an abandoned school. Other than Foul Odor, the hanging man, and Zhang Ya, there was also a door pusher who was forced into despair. Many students were bullied here, and for them, the school itself is a hellish existence.
Chen Ge looked at the corridor that was slowly dyed red, and a thought appeared in his mind. To gain the school's approval, I have to completely change the school because this is the nightmare of all the despairing children.
Shaking his head, Chen Ge decided to take things one step at a time.
The scenarios related to Foul Odor have been preserved, so the scenarios related to Zhang Ya might be preserved behind the door as well. When Foul Odor entered the scenario behind the door, his power increased greatly. If I enter the place that Zhang Ya used to be, will I be able to help Zhang Ya?
Chen Ge knew that Zhang Ya was at a crucial moment, and he wanted to do his best to help her.
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