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Under the dim light, more than a dozen people present all followed the atmosphere and held their breaths.

Quiet and weird.

The tip of the pencil was gently nudged by the four, drawing a circle across the white paper, making a slight but harsh noise.

The four closed their eyes and kept talking about the secret in their mouths--

"Bixian Bixian

You are my past life

I am your life

As continued leading edge

Come meet

... "

Time passes by every minute.

Lu Chu stared at the pen held by the four men, sorting out the things about pen fairy in his mind.

He hasn't played any spiritual games, and his knowledge of such things is limited to occasional hearsay.

In Lu Chu's impression, there are many taboos and restrictions when playing this kind of spiritual game.

There are three taboos that are best known--

First, those who ask Bixian can ask Bixian to foresee what will happen to them, or ask Bixian what you know, but never ask Bixian's personal affairs-such as Bixian's name and former Among them, the most taboo is to ask the cause of the death of Bi Xian. Second, when you ask Bi Xian, at least you should be in awe of the ghosts and gods, and you must ask Bi Xian to leave at the end. Third, when the pen I moved has a tendency to end, I should be grateful to the pen fairy in my heart, and then let go of the hand holding the pen after the pen fairy has completely left.

If these taboos and things that need to be avoided violate any of them, the pen fairy may become a sharp ghost and stay with you for a long time. At that time, what will happen will be unpredictable.

There are many examples of accidents caused by playing pen fairy.

The scene was full of weird atmosphere. As the four of them groaned in unison, not knowing the role of alcohol or other illusions, everyone felt that time was frozen.

In a closed space, needle drops can be heard quietly.

The air became viscous, and the sound of somebody's breathing suddenly increased.

Suddenly, the four people who played the game felt that the pen, which was originally controlled by them, seemed to slowly have their own consciousness and began to resist. They opened their eyes at once and looked at each other, and they saw surprise and excitement from each other's wide eyes.

Those who watched them play the game also realized-this is the invitation to Bi Xian.

When Du Yangnan saw his eyes brightened, he used his eyes to signal the four people to ask questions.

Gao Yong's throat moved, he tangled his words, and asked with a dumb voice politely, "Excuse me, are you a pen fairy? If yes, please draw a circle."

The nib moved and rubbed lightly across the paper, drawing a regular circle as if drawn with a compass.

A girl whispered a squeak sound of fright.

Chen Hong was replaced by the person who asked the question this time.

Chen Hong thought for a while and asked, "Will I go to school this semester?"

"Rusha" several frictional sounds, a word appeared on the paper-yes.

Chen Hong was surprised.

Everyone laughed, and the weird and scary atmosphere was reduced a lot.

When Wu Zong saw this, he immediately asked: "Pen Xian Bi Xian, when can I get rid of the bill?"

As the pen moved, a "fork" appeared on the paper.

"Ha ha ha ha-" A boy laughed loudly without holding back his stomach.

Wu Yan frowned and looked at the other three: "Is the three of you making trouble?"

Chen Hong also taunted him: "I still think you're acting a ghost."

After that, in addition to Du Yangnan and Lu Chu, everyone around them began to ask four people to help them ask questions. It was nothing more than questions about when they got rich, when they took off the bill, what the exam content was. Bi Xian or answer will be crossed, Du Yangnan explained that Bi Xian will also pick his favorite question to answer.

On the other hand, Cao Wenwen, she played this game, she wanted to be in the limelight.

After all, among the cowardly girls she looked down on, only she dared to come out and play this game. The boys must have been impressed with her. What she wanted was such extraordinary praise and appreciation. However, at this time, everyone's attention was attracted to Bi Xian. She clearly used it as a medium, but she seemed to have nothing to do with her.

With this in mind, Cao Wenwen held the pen's hand tightly and forcefully, secretly and ambiguously pinching Chen Hong's fingers under his hands, and then when others were asking questions, he suddenly laughed and interjected: "Aren't we playing pen fairy for the excitement, you always ask what these things do?"

The others looked at her in doubt.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted to him, Cao Wenwen raised the slender and delicate eyebrows of the painting and said, "Well, what's interesting?"

Lu Chu and Du Yangnan immediately realized what she wanted to ask.

"Don't—" Du Yangnan immediately stopped to stop.

However, after all, he was one step late, and only listened to Cao Wenwen the next second and asked: "Bi Xian Bi Xian, how are you-dead?"

The air freezes for a moment.

The pencil began to shake violently uncontrollably, the tip of the pen struck a fierce and chaotic line on the paper, and a few strokes even scratched the paper. The sofa they were sitting on began to vibrate, and the square table was shaking violently. The four people holding the pen felt the deepest. The four people holding the pen were almost unable to hold the pen.

Cao Wenwen was furious: "Who are you in trouble?"

No one answered her. It was used too hard. The tip of the pencil was broken, but the line did not stop.

Upon seeing this, Cao Wenwen directly spread his hand holding the pencil and stood up: "Poisonous, who is so boring and has been dragging his pen around?"

"How did you let go ?!" Du Yangnan stood up quickly and turned on all the lights, angrily.

"What's wrong?" Cao Wenwen looked at him. "So boring game, I want to play by myself."

"You ?!" Du Yangnan was furious.

Only Lu Chu knew the reason why Du Yangnan was angry and anxious-Cao Wenwen committed two taboos at once.

The boys present all went to comfort the angry Cao Wenwen, and instead said that Du Yangnan was a man who cares about girls, not a gentleman, and did not see Cao Wenwen such a cheerful and generous girl was angry.

Du Yangnan was unable to justify himself. Just when Lu Chu wanted to say something, he heard Gao Yong suddenly "ah".

Lu Chu looked at him: "What's wrong?"

As early as Cao Wenwen's hand was loose, both Chen Hong and Wu Yan also released their hands. Only Gao Yong still held the pen. At this time, he held his pencil hand flat and spread it out to everyone to see what was in his hand. Pencil, the words are hard: "Pencil-I broke it ..."

Tang Shizhe's eyes widened: "Broken ...?"

Everyone looked at Gao Yong's palm, and it turned out that the original complete pencil was perfectly divided into two sections from the middle, and the cut was neatly cut by a cutting machine.

For a moment, everyone fell into a mysterious silence.

For a long time, Du Yangnan calmed down and sneered: "We are done."

Chen Hong smiled awkwardly, looking at the broken pencil: "Maybe, it was just an accident?"

Although the season at this time is early spring, the outside is cold and cold, but there is still heating in the room. It should be very warm, but everyone felt a cold air around them for no reason.

Lu Chu is always calm.

Du Yangnan raised her glasses and watched the calmness restored, but the fear in her heart was surging.

Most of the people present were atheists, and this game was suggested only after drinking too much, but Du Yangnan was so fond of horror and spiritual events that so many ideas came out. It is because of the belief in his heart that he is so obsessed with ghosts and gods. Now that this has happened, atheists will think that someone is a ghost or an accident, but Du Yangnan insists that they are infected with unclean things.

Du Yangnan swallowed hard and said to everyone: "What do you think is pen fairy?"

Someone hesitated, "The fairy attached to the pen?"

Cao Wenwen guessed: "Dead ghost?"

Zhang Qian had already scared her lips white. Chen Hong sat next to her and hugged her to comfort her, then glared at Du Yangnan and said, "How can there be so many ghosts in this world, don't always scare people here . "

"It's up to you, but there are things that you can believe in, but you don't believe—" Du Yangnan smiled. "It also exists with you."

"So," Wu Yan asked with a frown, "what exactly is a pen fairy?"

"Shh-" Du Yangnan compared his index finger to his mouth, "Don't say the word" something "such a disrespectful word, we failed to play pen fairy, and didn't send it away well, now it can be looked around you How about you. "

Wu Yan was shaken by him, rubbing his hairy arm and glancing around, always feeling that something was staring at himself in a dark and obscure corner.

The people present were startled, and Du Yangnan continued to say, "There are various opinions about pen cents. My personal preference is to say that" bi cents are some souls that are always with us. " These souls have more or less a certain connection with you. When you play the game of "pen fairy", it attaches to the pen you hold and communicates with you. "

Lu Chu was the first to hear such a statement, and couldn't help wondering: "If Bi Xian is the soul that has been with us all the time, then they haven't done anything harmful to us for so long. There is no intention to harm us. In that case, why are there so many horror legends about Bi Xiandi Xian? "

Du Yangnan looked at Lu Chu when he heard the words, and smiled: "You asked for an idea, do you remember,‘ pen fairy ’-it is a spiritual game.”

Lu Chu knew immediately: "Recruitment, not necessarily the soul that originally existed around us ..."

Spiritualism. Anything beyond the scope of science can be called spirituality.

Including-Li Gui.