Sent away the security guards,

Yuan Hua carried a golden snakeskin bag containing the dog's corpse and sealed it firmly, for fear that this thing would come out, otherwise it would be another disaster.

Then, under the shocked gaze of Zhang Yang and the three of them, he rushed into the huge lake of the school.

The majestic heat in his body had already scorched him, and he had to be cooled down by water, and his body was extremely dehydrated, and his face was already covered with a thick layer of dead skin, which looked a little eerie.

More than ten minutes later,

Yuan Hua felt that the hot force in his body gradually stabilized, and then he crawled out of the lake.

Tonight,

The spiritual power he consumed was too much, and he was almost broken out by the yang spirit in his body.

However, he still felt that his body was terrible.

His instincts told him that his days were really running out.

Xia Yu and Qiu Ya were silent, both digesting everything that happened tonight alone, and it was destined to be a sleepless night.

Yuan Hua didn't say much,

He and Zhang Yang have experienced this state, which is far more terrifying than this, and only time can give them the answer.

Yuan Hua Zhang Yang and Xia Yu said goodbye, and took a taxi to their house.

"Do you want to stay with me for one night?"

Yuan Hua's voice was hoarse, it was a dull sound of skin and flesh rubbing, he now felt that it was very difficult to say a word, his throat seemed to be stuck by some foreign body, and he felt that his throat was painful.

He felt like he wanted to take his entire neck off and rub it violently with water.

"No, no!"

Zhang Yang looked at the bag on Yuan Hua's body and the small box he was carrying, and his head shook like a rattle. He didn't want to see these two things when he slept at night, it was worse than death.

Yuan Hua nodded, and no longer persuaded,

His voice was extremely uncomfortable, he didn't speak, his eyes were different from Zhang Yang's, and he returned to his community alone.

As soon as Yuan Hua returned home,

He put the two things in the living room, turned around and went back to the bedroom to lie down, he felt very tired,

The feeling was not mental, but a sleepiness that emanated purely from the body's instincts.

One closes and one opens,

When Yuan Hua woke up again, it was already daylight the next day.

But

But as soon as he opened his eyes, the pain of tearing his eyes came to him, and the pain of being hit hard in the meridians was all over his body, and even the slight heaving of his chest cavity made him feel a terrible pain in his ribs.

And the hands and feet can't move,

"Is this the side effect of overusing the power of evil spirits?" Yuan Hua muttered silently in his heart.

When he escaped from the strange space of the old man who knocked on the door before, he also used spiritual power,

After a good night's sleep, it's just that the eyes are like pins and needles.

And today,

He was already unable to move, far worse than the last time.

"Sleeping will highlight the side effects after using spiritual power?" Yuan Hua thought to himself: "Is that if you don't sleep, then the side effects won't be so strong." ”

He was ready to try it next time, no longer sleeping.

But now, he can only lie quietly on the bed with his eyes closed,

I don't know how long it took, Yuan Hua felt that the pain in his body slowly disappeared, but his eyes still turned slightly, and there was a sharp stinging sensation.

"Potion!"

Yuan Hua leaned on the slit in his eyes to open the potion placed at the head of the bed, and then slowly dripped into his eyes.

This time, Yuan Hua poured all the unknown potions given by Boss Lu into his two eyes, only then did he feel the coolness coming from his eyes, and the dryness of his eyes was suppressed again.

Yuan Hua, who had returned to normal, looked at the spirit bodies contained in the two gold items, and the two things were very calm, without the slightest fluctuation, as if they were really sealed by gold.

You must know that these two things are released in reality, and the degree of harm is definitely not something that ordinary people's strength can resist.

Yuan Hua touched his arms and took out the black brush that was only half of it.

Looking closely,

This is a very ordinary brush, the whole body is dark, there is no carved mark on the barrel, its material seems to be made of some kind of stone, even if it is only half section, it still has a certain weight.

As for the tip of the pen, the ink on it has long been dry, kneaded in the hand, and there is no trace of ink.

If it weren't for seeing the power of this pen last night,

I'm afraid that even if this pen is placed in front of Yuan Hua, he will only treat it as an ordinary brush.

Right now

Last night's endless dead breath, like the desolate aura from the ancient desolation, has long since disappeared.

"Is it a one-time item?" Yuan Hua muttered slightly.

Although I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running.

He had heard from the forum that there were some items in the world that had a certain special effect, and most of these things could only be used once, and then they were completely scrapped, without any special effect, and restored to the appearance of ordinary objects.

Look at the current appearance of this brush,

Yuan Hua couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Smack!"

He casually threw the brush directly on the cabinet next to the bed, and left it alone.

He had run out of the mysterious potion that Brother Lu had given, and Yuan Hua was going to ask him for some more, because this thing really worked very well for him.

Only that thing could suppress the scorching flame in his eyes.

But just when Yuan Hua was about to go out,

In a blink of an eye, he found that the brush that he had thrown aside suddenly moved.

"That's right!"

Yuan Hua rubbed his eyes, a little incredulous.

He looked around the room, not daring to let go of any blind spots, and he was sure that he had just read correctly.

And there is only a small crack in the window, and the curtain is not even blown, how can a pen be blown by it?

"Or there's something unclean in the house?"

As soon as he had this thought, Yuan Hua's heart suddenly felt terrified,

You know, there are still two spirits in his box, and one of them is the headless spirit, which is not usually so visible.

"It's not really going to run out!"

Yuan Hua hurriedly went to the living room to check the tightness of the box and bag, and found that the box was tightly fitted and it was impossible to escape, so he was slightly relieved.

"These two things are indeed here, then?"

"Could it be that there are other things?" Yuan Hua affirmed in his heart that he was absolutely not wrong at that time, you must know that he is no longer the same person now, and it is difficult for this kind of thing to appear on him.

A faint flame rose in Yuan Hua's eyes, and he carefully scanned the dead corners of the room.

I didn't see anything else there.

"Then there is only one possibility, the pen is moving on its own!"

A pen can move on its own?

It was absolutely impossible to put it in the past.

But now?

Yuan Hua had to consider that there was indeed such a situation.

"Hey, who are you?"

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