It's absolutely impossible.

I took a closer look and found that all of this dense self was written by one person.

But if nothing else, in the short minute that we close our eyes, no one can write on the ceiling or the floor, or even the entire room.

In fact, seeing this scene, what I hope most is that it is a prank.

The only possibility is that someone has written it beforehand, and has used some means to cover themselves up before this, and then when everyone closes their eyes, it is like magic, and the surrounding cover is opened.

Finally, these fonts are revealed in front of everyone.

Sun Mingyue grabbed Li Hongbing's hand tightly, looked around with frightened eyes and said, "Did you ask a question that shouldn't be asked?"

Li Hongbing looked at the other two students at the same time and shook his head and said, "This shouldn't be, we are all together, and all the questions asked are obvious to all, could it be that Wang Ruohan asked other questions?"

Faced with this scene, I was also confused.

Wang Ruohan also stood up and retorted: "I said that you two can not let me carry it, we have known each other for a night and finally become friends, it is not interesting to talk like this!"

Ah Qiang said with a haha next to him: "Don't be suspicious of each other, as you said, everyone is together, and when you play with the pen fairy, the questions you ask are in your heart, and you must say it with your mouth when you want to use it, so what everyone says is a clear sight and ears, and it must be a rule that cannot be broken!"

I've never played this kind of game before, and I don't know much about the rules, so I politely said, "Brothers and sisters, what are the rules you are talking about?"

Ah Qiang sighed and replied: "In the process of playing the pen fairy, you can ask any question, but there is only one way that you can't, that is, to ask how the pen fairy died, and the other one is not to be disrespectful to the pen fairy, but in my opinion, everyone has no two behaviors!"

The whole scene fell silent for a while, and then I walked around the wall, and when I was looking for clues, I realized that the fonts were indeed not written by everyone.

Because they're slowly becoming transparent.

At first, it was like a brush dipped in ink on the wall, but then it slowly thinned.

In less than five minutes, the fonts were gone in front of all of us.

The originally quiet night was so troubled by this student that he immediately became very energetic.

I thought for a while and said, "Since there is a way to summon the pen fairy, then you must send the pen fairy, you should know this, can you find a way to send it away?"

This is when I saw Cuong nod, and the four of them sat down at the table again.

Just like before, put the white candle back on.

It's just that this time no one turned off the lights, probably because they were afraid.

Then several of them together, muttering in their mouths to ask the pen fairy to leave.

At this time, the brush suddenly broke in the air, and everyone's eyes looked a little hollow.

Obviously, you don't need to ask to see that it is estimated that the pen fairy has failed.

Ah Qiang sighed and said regretfully: "No, this pen fairy is unwilling to leave, I'm afraid a few of us will be targeted!"

When he said this, the whole room was a mess, and the timid Sun Mingyue was about to cry.

Everyone was gossiping and discussing useless things in the room.

And Bai Xue slapped the table angrily and shouted at the people around him: "I said that you have made enough trouble, first of all, we must determine a few things, it is not very easy to summon than the pen fairy, it is very likely that what we summon is other unclean things, so we can't send them away, second, if it is really an unclean thing, then we just need to worship the Buddha and burn incense!"

Ah Qiang nodded and agreed: "You're right, this might as well be a way, I heard that there is a mountain around here, and there are Buddhist Buddha statues on the mountain, otherwise let's go visit first, go to the bad luck on the body!"

Cuong's suggestion was quickly adopted by others.

Then Cuong asks me if I want to go with you, and I think it's better to refuse.

Regardless of whether the thing we summoned before was a pen fairy or something else, at least my question has been clearly answered.

In the southwest corner of the village, there is what we are looking for.

And I suspect that when I summoned the pen fairies, I was not at all the same as them, and during their summoning, everyone was writing on the table with a pen in their hand.

This does not make one wonder if someone is doing something from it.

I've read it in books, and it's actually a kind of psychological suggestion, as long as you push your subconscious up a little bit, you will use this to write in the direction of your imagination.

But when I summoned the pen fairy, basically the entire pen was suspended in the air.

In this case, and I am the only one writing, I know too well whether I am a ghost or not.

So I think the answer given to me by this so-called pen fairy is still very positive.

In the end, Wang Ruohan and I went directly back to the room.

And the four of them may have been frightened, and it was originally two people in a room, but they decided to deal with four people in one room for one night.

But I was sad that night because there was an extra girl in my room.

That is Wang Ruohan.

So I slept very sadly that night, a girl was in the same room, it was really unreasonable, so I had to sleep on the floor, and the three girls slept on the bed.

Before turning off the lights, I glanced at Ma Furong, who was half-asleep on the bed.

I guess this girl is angry.

I smiled and walked over and patted the other person on the shoulder, and quietly kissed the other person on the face while they were not looking.

Sister Furong's face softened a little.

Then I took this opportunity to ask in a low voice: "Sister, I just played the pen fairy game next door, and it seems that something has been attracted, do you feel any of it?"

Whether there is a soul or not, ask my two wives if they are the best candidates.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Ma Furong shook her head and said: "I don't feel the fluctuation of my soul, this hotel is still very quiet, you can rest in peace!"

I was immediately relieved to hear this, lay down in bed, and soon fell asleep.

As it turned out, what the soul said was not reliable.