Chapter 63: The Soul of the Pen
The game has officially begun.
First of all, Ah Qiang, closed his eyes and said directly: "Please pen fairy!"
Now these people closed their eyes and began to respond one after another, and finally everyone remained motionless for nearly ten minutes, in the same position.
Just when I was bored when I looked at it, Wang Ruohan next to me actually said first: "It's not as interesting as I imagined, isn't it nonsense?"
This dead girl never cared about others, and she said it so generously.
But the four people around were silent at all, as if they hadn't heard Wang Ruohan's words.
After two minutes, all of a sudden, I felt a gust of wind blowing to the side.
The temperature in the room dropped quite a bit, which was a sign that my body was starting to shiver a little.
I stood up and waved the door shut, things didn't change much, I still felt cold around me, as if there was wind blowing everywhere.
It may be that Wang Ruohan behind me feels the same way.
The other person's body was close to me, but I didn't squeak.
After a while, I saw the Cuong suddenly stand up, and the four of them did the same thing at the same time.
One eye sleepwalks, and begins to write on paper.
But in fact, if you look closely, you can see that you are just scribbling all over the paper.
There's nothing special about it.
But after another minute, Cuong suddenly asked, "When will I get rich!"
It's a boring question that everyone wants to know.
That's when I saw the pen write a 35 on the paper.
It means that when you are 35 years old, you will be rich!
In fact, the four of them share a pen, which is a psychological tendency.
It doesn't have to be what the pen fairy did.
Then it was Bai Xue's turn to ask questions.
The guy asked what was the name of his future boyfriend, and then he showed a name on the paper that no one even knew.
The four of them kept asking questions one after another, all of them asking about some things about their vital interests.
After a while, I felt that the four of them were almost enough, and Ah Qing suddenly let go of his hand, stood up, and said to Wang Ruohan: "Beauty, you can try it too, it's very smart!"
Wang Ruohan ran up with real interest.
Sitting in the middle of the table, taking Cuong's place, holding the pen and other people's hands.
In the end, Wang Ruohan also closed his eyes and said, "Do you think I can marry this kid next to me!"
I didn't understand it at first, but when I took a closer look, I realized that this kid Wang Ruohan was talking about actually meant me.
I immediately glanced back at the crack in the door, was there anyone outside?
If my two daughters-in-law heard this, wouldn't it be messed up again?
What made me feel even more embarrassed was that when I just finished asking this sentence, the pen on the table actually started to act on the paper.
And it actually says a big energy.
I was relieved to see this, I was able to completely confirm that the game was basically made up.
How could I marry Wang Ruohan.
It's just nonsense.
Wang Ruohan looked at me with a smile and said, "Don't say it, this pen fairy is really effective!"
I ignored the damn girl.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Mingyue, who was next to me, said to me in a very gentle voice: "Since they are all here, then you can change my position and try it, it's very fun!"
I originally wanted to refuse, but Wang Ruohan said that he would let me go.
Under the shirk, Sun Mingyue and I switched places and sat at the table.
There was really nothing to ask, and we came to this village to find the fragments of the ancient book.
If I think about it, I will be happy anyway, so I casually held the pen and said, "Excuse me, can I lift the curse on my body!"
When I said this, I looked at the brush and didn't react at all.
So I asked again, but in a different way, I asked, "Excuse me, where is what I'm looking for?"
When he said this, the brush still didn't move, and at this time Wang Ruohan felt a little bored, and said directly: "Isn't it that Bixian has already left? Or let's go back to sleep!"
I just didn't want to play, so I followed and said, "Okay, I'm sorry, brothers, we went to bed early and want to go back to the room to rest!"
As I finished speaking, the three students released their hands holding pens at the same time.
But at this moment, all of a sudden, I felt a powerful force transmitted to my body, and my hand unconsciously drew a large circle on the pen, and it was only in the southwest direction.
I stared, I didn't have any strength in my body, and I couldn't write anything myself.
What the hell is going on? If it was said that their college students were playing pranks before, they have all been sent away now.
I'm the only one living with this brush now, and if it's still moving, what does that mean?
Wang Ruohan sneered beside him: "Don't play, I remember saying that this kind of game must be played by four people at the same time, don't you just write it on paper by yourself!"
I wanted to explain something, but suddenly it occurred to me that it was better not to scare others, so I could only smile wryly and say, "You found out, I'll play a prank on you if it's okay!"
When he said this, he slowly let go of his hand, and at this moment everyone saw clearly, the brush was suspended in the air, and no one held it at all.
Suddenly, the whole room was silent.
The brush floated in the air by itself, writing three big characters in the southwest.
Seeing this we were all in good spirits, including a few college students around us.
At the same time, I felt that the atmosphere in the room was getting cooler and cooler.
I stretched out my hand and slowly tried to grab the pen, and Ah Qiang next to me said, "I may have asked too many questions today, I must invite the pen fairy back!"
The four college students nodded and stood in the four corners of the mahjong table.
I was about to quit the game, but who knew if I had just taken a step back, and a gust of wind blew out of nowhere, extinguishing all four candles.
The room was plunged into darkness in an instant.
Wang Ruohan was startled at first, and held my hand stiffly.
Li Hongbing didn't understand and said, "What's going on? We haven't seen this kind of scene before playing with pen immortals!"
I pulled Wang Ruohan with my hand, and at the same time groped for the wall and turned on the light.
The entire room was restored to its original appearance in an instant.
That chilly feeling is also much less.
But I noticed that the college students were staring at the mahjong table motionless.
I slowly took a closer look.
It turned out that all the words written on the white paper were gone, and only one large character was left, which was called death.
At the moment when I just saw clearly, the light was on the west side of the bond market, and this time Wang Ruohan brought me to turn on the wall switch.
The moment the switch sounded, the girls present screamed one after another.
Because in this hall, whether it is the ceiling or the ground, and even all the billiard tables and mahjong tables are all written with brushes, densely written with death.