Chapter 112: The Pen Fairy's Sad Past

The sawdust in the sky, accompanied by a gust of cold wind, flew in the empty classroom.

The faltering candlelight in the wind reflected the bewildered faces of everyone, and a faint aura fluctuation flashed from the pile of pencil shards that had turned into sawdust.

"Ghost Eyes!"

Chen Pifu noticed it for the first time, and quickly opened the ghost eye, and saw the position of the pencil, there was a ghost hand that exuded a faint black gas, Chen Pifu grabbed the ghost hand, and said unhappily: "I want to leave if I don't explain clearly, don't you give face?"

"Ahh

The pitch-black ghost hand actually let out a terrible scream, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and slowly dissipated in front of everyone.

"......" Jia Daochang.

"......" Wang Fatty.

"......" balls.

Chen Pifu's face was full of depression: "What do you mean, isn't this saying that the pen fairy is very powerful? Why did you just ask a question and it exploded?"

"Boss, are you asking too hard?" Wang Fatzi muttered on the side: "Or do you have no father at all?"

"Fart!" Chen Pifu said angrily: "Could it be that Lao Tzu still popped out of the stone?"

Wang Fatzi pointed at the balls and muttered: "The balls are all popping out of the eggs, if you jump out of the stones, it's not impossible." ”

"Alright, alright. Jia Daochang said on the side: "It's completely meaningless to discuss these now, the top priority is to find the pen immortal, hehe, this time to summon the spirit, it is equivalent to a question that has not been specifically answered, so theoretically, it owes us, and now it has run away, at this moment, it is a good opportunity to take advantage of the victory to pursue and win in one fell swoop." ”

"But didn't this immortal disappear just now?" asked Chen Pifu curiously.

"How is that possible? At most, I've been injured and I've lost a hand. ”

"Can you find it?"

"Haha, that's a problem. Lao Jia smiled proudly, took out the five ghost talismans he had refined, and summoned an evil ghost. The ghost was stocky and round. After listening to Lao Jia's order, he stretched out his long tongue, licked some of the black gas left by the pen fairy on the table into his abdomen, licked his mouth, sniffed carefully, and floated towards the outside of the house.

"Keep up. Lao Jia shouted.

The crowd hurriedly followed. I walked through a school building and came to a pond.

It's summer, and the pond is full of frogs.

"Just here?" Chen Pifu was stunned: "Does this ghost live in this river?"

"Wait. Jia Daochang took out his mobile phone: "Check the poor road." ”

After more than ten minutes, Jia Daochang put away his mobile phone: "The campus forum said online that more than ten years ago, a student of the art department of this school committed suicide by jumping into the river here. Poor Dao searched carefully, in the past ten years, there have been seven students who have committed suicide by jumping into the river here, but the only one who succeeded was the student of the art department, and this immortal should be him. ”

Wang Fatzi wondered on the side: "How can there be students from the art department in this medical school?"

Chen Pifu took a cigarette in his mouth and said casually: "This is normal, in the early years, major colleges and universities shouted to cultivate all-round, all-round talents, many schools have set up some completely bullish majors, this medical school has an art department, isn't it normal? Besides, there are so many female students in this school, and there are enough painting materials, even if the mix is poor, the human body sketch can't be drawn, at least you can paint corpses, right?"

"There are still corpses in the medical school?" the fat man nodded.

"Of course, how can you take an anatomy class without a corpse? I heard that many girls who study medicine have excellent quality in their hearts, and they can eat meat buns while watching the autopsy. ”

"Uh......" Wang Fatzi's face was pale: "Boss, don't say it, I want to vomit a little." ”

"Look at your cowardice. Chen Pifu asked casually: "Lao Jia, this ghost is in the river, how can we find it?"

"Hehe, leave it to me. ”

"Will it run away?"

"Don't worry, this immortal was summoned by us and has a bond with us, and now none of our questions have been answered, even if he wants to run, he can't run away. ”

"No, can't he run away?"

"Hehe, who called him special? There are rules for everything, and since he usually enjoys the blessing of the power of willingness, then he naturally has to take on the responsibility of being summoned by us. So even if he could run, he wouldn't run. ”

"Oh, that's right. ”

Jia Daochang made a few gestures to the short and fat ghost he had summoned. The ghost nodded, and plunged headlong into the pond.

Half an hour later, the terrible ghost touched a package from the pond, then nodded at Daoist Jia, and drilled into the five ghost talismans.

Jia Daochang put the five ghost talismans into the crotch of his pants and put them away, and the fat man on the side was full of envy: "You are so easy to use." ”

"Haha, gadgets, can't get on the stage, the two armies fight, it is estimated that it won't last a round, but this tracking, tailing, voyeurism, theft and the like, it's really convenient. ”

Chen Pifu nodded, picked up the package, and opened it to take a look.

A paintbrush about 20 centimeters long appeared in front of everyone's eyes. This brush is crystal clear throughout, with a special material, some similar to bone, and the whole body exudes a faint crystal light.

"Huh, I can't imagine that in just over ten years, this immortal can actually cultivate to such an extent?"

"How?"

"This should be the bone in front of him, it is used for sacrifice, not only to refine into the shape of a paintbrush, but also seems to have some special functions, this is already a rare spiritual weapon. ”

"Oh. You're saying that's what he is?"

"Hmm. ”

Chen Pifu grabbed the paintbrush, and before he could speak, the paintbrush kept trembling.

"Come out, let's talk. Chen Pifu was holding a cigarette, and his expression was very similar to the pretense of a social person when negotiating.

A thin ghost slowly appeared in front of everyone. This ghost figure is thin and has delicate facial features, although it is not a beautiful man, it will not insult the audience. The ghost clasped his arms over his chest, trembling.

"What's your name?"

Wu ...... Wu Qing. ”

"The brothers called you out tonight, that is, they wanted to say hello to you and make friends, didn't they just ask you a few questions? Why did you run away without saying a word, what do you mean?"

Wu Qing quietly glanced at Chen Pifu with a very complicated look, his face full of helplessness.

Speaking of which, Wu Qing, more than ten years ago, was a student in the Department of Fine Arts. As we all know, in universities, there are generally two types of male students in the art department. One is to engage in art for the sake of playing with women, and the other is to engage in art if you can't play with women. Wu Qing obviously belongs to the latter. Wu Qing's family background is quite superior, and it can be regarded as a well-off family, so the road of growing up since childhood is quite calm. When I got to college, because I was more introverted and quiet, uh, to put it more seriously, I was a little cowardly. So I've been single all the time and practiced my painting skills hard. Until his sophomore year, in a calligraphy and painting competition, Wu Qing's works were actually favored by the music department. (Well, let's not discuss whether the existence of the music department is reasonable, for one medical school art department, multiple music departments, it is also very reasonable, right?) The department flower took the initiative to find Wu Qing, and the two quickly became friends. During this period, through a series of more hidden hints, Wu Qing quietly fell in love with the flowers, and mustered up the courage to start a passionate pursuit of the flowers.

Although Wu Qing's artistic attainments are quite outstanding, his love experience is basically zero. Because of his relatively quiet personality, he had no dead friends around him, and in the end, he had no choice but to go to the stall and buy a love guide, but he didn't die, and bought a copy of "100 Ways to Lick a Dog", oh no, it's "100 Ways to Warm Men". This book, it is said to be an unscrupulous author's ninety-nine drops eighty-one blood vomiting masterpiece, through his long dog licking career, combined with his rich clinical experience, with the purpose of "licking the dog has nothing", a detailed record, in the endless, full of despair of love on the road, how to adjust their mentality, do a good job of the nth spare tire in a hundred years, lick each other's ruthlessness with sincerity, and exchange hope for the ethereal happy future. It is said that a man in love has an IQ comparable to that of a pig, but in fact, it is really an insult to a pig. In the state of Wu Qing at that time, he didn't understand the profound meaning behind the book at all, but simply followed the content of the book and began to pursue the flower enthusiastically.

Write love letters, turn on the water, accompany shopping, and deliver supper. Cook on the phone, buy fruit, be a bodyguard, and be a babysitter. Shh During the New Year's holidays, gifts are given first, as big as Valentine's Day, Christmas, as small as the 38th Festival, Children's Day, and even the Qingming Festival.

Although the flower did not formally agree to Wu Qing's pursuit, it adopted the consistent practice of today's scumbag girls and resolutely implemented the "two noes" principle, that is, not to agree or refuse. With Wu Qing's pursuit, the relationship between the two heated up and became inseparable for a while. Even in Wu Qing's heart, he simply thinks that maybe this is love, and hopes that such a happy day can continue forever.

It's a pity that there is no weather forecast in love, and the storm is always so unexpected. The relationship between the two lasted for nearly a year and a half, and when Wu Qing was about to graduate from his senior year, he was instigated by his roommate and planned to have the biggest romance in his life. Flowers were bought and diamond rings were prepared. Wu Qing came downstairs with a beautiful fantasy for the future, and before he began to confess, he saw Tiehua get off a Porsche, and when he parted, he and the young and handsome driver in the car had a French kiss that lasted for ten and thirty-seven seconds.

The diamond ring falls to the ground, and the flowers wither. Wu Qing was dumbfounded.

When a man meets an opponent in the love field, he competes in three aspects. One: appearance. Two: banknotes. Three: Dad. For Wu Qing, unfortunately, he was defeated. Fortunately, the defeat was so complete that there was hardly any suspense of a comeback. The other party's appearance is a line, and his family is rich, not to mention his father, who is said to be a predator in an entertainment industry.

Wu Qing was completely angry, rushed to Tie Hua, and asked Tie Hua to make a choice. He was simple, he thought that in the past two years, there was no merit and hard work, even if he lost, he had to lose with dignity, right? Wu Qing was stunned, Tiehua hugged the handsome guy tightly, and kept taunting Wu Qing, and in the end, he didn't even issue a good person card.

"I just like the feeling you like me. ”

Such a seemingly tongue-twisting sentence made Wu Qing's concept of love completely collapse. Wu Qing, who was angry, lost his mind and rushed towards the handsome guy. The handsome guy who watched the play on the side, with the strength of a black belt in taekwondo, told Wu Qing that the reality was definitely much more cruel than he imagined.

Wu Qing, who was suffering from mental torture and physical torture, had a blue nose and swollen face, stumbled to this pond, recalling the sweet time with Tiehua in the past, hot-headed, impulsive, and jumped down.

When death came, Wu Qing suddenly woke up to the fact that in addition to love, there are many things he cares about in life, such as family affection, more than 20 years of nurturing grace, and urgent repayment in the future. So Wu Qing desperately began to struggle...... However...... It's not useful. There are many things that you can't turn back if you want to. If the pond could speak at this moment, he would definitely shout: "Boy, the more you struggle, hehe, the more excited I am." ”

In this way, Wu Qing became a ghost with an epiphany of love, reluctance to his parents, and attachment to the world. But Wu Qing is different from other powerful ghosts, he has a quiet personality, and suicide is just an impulse, but now the wood has become a boat, and people think they have become ghosts. Even if he had completely calmed down, he didn't want to go to the green tea for revenge, but just hid in the pond alone.

Alone, lonely, lonely stays, with time, slowly passing......