Tokai Medical College.

A remote teaching building in Area E.

Chen Pifu, Lao Jia, and Wang Fatzi, the three of them sneakily touched the teaching building.

As he walked, Daoist Jia asked, "Xiaoli, which classroom were they in last time?" ”

"404!" Chen Pifu looked at the text message on his mobile phone: "This used to be a teaching building, but after the school built a new teaching building, it became a place for students to study at night, and then there were fewer and fewer people studying at night, and it became a place for dating, chatting, and field battles, and later, it became a place for young people to play supernatural games." ”

This teaching building, although old, but it doesn't look dilapidated, everyone came to 404, Wang Fatzi touched the head of the egg in his arms, and pushed the door casually.

The door was unlocked, and with a soft creak, the door opened softly.

A cold wind blew gently into it. Kick up a puff of dust.

Wang Fatzi looked at the dim classroom, held his throat, and shouted, "There is ...... Person...... Is it?"

The balls in his arms were also the same, and he shouted in a milky voice: "Dad...... Father...... Dad!"

Chen Pifu directly slapped the fat man on the back of the head and scolded: "Wow, you are so big, you are so yin and yang, are you cold?"

"Hehe, boss, I'm not here to match the atmosphere?"

"Match your size. Chen Pifu lit a cigarette for himself, turned his head sideways and asked, "Lao Jia, are all the things ready?"

"Hey, of course. Lao Jia smiled proudly, then opened the burlap bag he was carrying, and took out a few candles, a common pencil, and a blank piece of paper.

Jia Daochang found a table, put the white paper on the table, and then wrote horizontally with a pencil in the middle of the paper: "Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing", and then wrote vertically on the left side of the upper part of the paper: "Yes, No"; on the right side of the upper part of the paper, it was written vertically: "Male and Female"; and the lower part of the paper was divided into two parts, the upper part was written in the ordinary writing order, and the lower part was written in the ordinary writing order, and 26 capital letters were written in the ordinary writing order in the lower part.

Chen Pifu saw Lao Jia's smooth operation, and nodded very approvingly: "Yes, Lao Jia, in the end, you are a professional god, I didn't expect you to be involved in such a wide range, you also understand this kind of young people's game." ”

Jia Daochang rolled his eyes: "Big brother, I found it from Baidu in the afternoon, okay." ”

Wang Fatzi looked excited on the side, rubbing his hands: "Can you start?" I'll come first, I'm looking forward to it, I have a lot of questions to ask." ”

"It's ready. Jia Daochang nodded. "Let's get started. Chen Pifu ordered.

I saw Jia Daochang and Wang Fatzi with their hands crossed, the back of their hands turned inward, their palms outward, sandwiched the pen between their hands, and stood the pen on the paper. ”

"Past life, past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper. ”

"Past life, past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper. ”

“…….”

Jia Dao shouted dozens of times, and when he felt a little dry, Wang Fatzi suddenly shouted in surprise: "Move, move." ”

Jia Daochang perked up and asked, "Bi Xian, is it you?"

Jia Daochang and Wang Fatzi let go of their crossed hands, and saw that the pencil was windless and automatic. On the white paper, the word "yes" was lightly drawn.

"Hey, that's kind of interesting. Chen Pifu squinted his eyes and also came up.

Jia Daochang then asked, "Pen Immortal, Pen Immortal, can I ask you a question?"

The pencil drew a circle on the word "yes" again.

"Ahem. Jia Dao cleared his throat and asked eagerly: "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, oh no, Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, may I ask who is the most beautiful man in the world." ”

"......" pen fairy.

Time suddenly seemed to stand still, and after the time of half a burnt incense, the pen still stood there motionless.

"Hey, why didn't there be any movement?" Jia Daochang looked lost.

"It can't be asleep, is it?" asked the fat man.

However, Chen Pifu figured out the crux of the problem and scolded: "Can you be more professional and ask constructive questions?"

"Oh!oh!oh!" Jia Daochang nodded while asking the question that had troubled him for many years: "Bi Xian, may I ask if there really is an aphrodisiac in this world?"

"......" pen fairy.

The pencil stood there for a long time, and finally, slowly, drew a circle on the word "yes".

Jia Daochang's expression immediately became excited, and he asked, "Then what is the formula of the aphrodisiac?"

"......" pen fairy.

The pencil suddenly fell into place where the 26 letters on the paper were, and kept spinning in circles.

Until everyone's eyes were about to dizzy, the pencil stood up again, and wrote a few big words in the blank space of the white paper.

Everyone looked at each other intently, and suddenly looked confused.

I saw that the white paper read: too difficult, next.

Seeing this, Jia Daochang's face was full of disappointment and frustration, and the fat man Wang on the side was very excited and shouted: "It's my turn, it's my turn." ”

Wang Fatzi asked, "Was I handsome in my last life?"

"......" pen fairy.

"Is it fat or skinny?"

"......" pen fairy.

"Is it the second generation of the rich? How many wives did you marry?"

"......" pen fairy.

Wang Fatzi pouted: "Why don't you know what to ask? Your level is very low!"

The pencil actually jumped up desperately on its own, banging on the table frantically, as if it was a little crazy.

Wang Fatzi thought for a long time, and then asked, "Who is my wife?"

Obviously, the question seemed to be within the scope of the pen fairy, and the pencil paused for a moment, and then wrote a few big words on the white paper: West, next.

At this time, the balls in Wang Fatzi's pocket seemed to be very happy, lying on the table and making a scene. At the pencil, he shouted in a milky voice, "Daddy, Daddy!"

The pencil slammed down, fell on the table again, and began to spin in circles, faster and faster, faster and faster, until at the end, it seemed that some of them began to smoke, and the pencil did not stop slowly, and wrote directly on the white paper: Next.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Chen Pifu together.

Chen Pifu pointed to himself: "It's my turn so soon?" and then saw the coquettish balls in Wang Fatzi's arms, his heart was warm, and the ghost asked the gods: "Bixian, who is my father?"

Almost the next second when Chen Pifu's words fell, the pencil suddenly jumped up from the table, as if he was greatly frightened, and then stood on the table in a daze, and then the small sound of "click" and "click" continued to sound, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the pencil, and finally, in front of everyone's eyes, there was a "bang" sound, and the sawdust exploded all over the place.

Everyone looked at each other, all of them looking confused. What is the situation? Could it be that such a few simple questions have just wasted this immortal?

Wang Fatzi asked weakly on the side, "What does this mean?"