It was a girl with black-rimmed glasses, and she looked very inconspicuous. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She had short hair with a shawl, bangs on her forehead that covered her eyebrows, and her body was thin and small, sitting quietly by the window, with a thick book on her lap.

Hidden behind his glasses were a pair of large, plain eyes that gave him a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had already seen them there, but unfortunately he couldn't remember them anyway.

"You are?" He hesitated, but took the initiative to ask.

The ghost girl floated over, stood beside the man and smiled, "Hmph, what a sloppy guy!" The last time you came, she was sitting here reading a book, and you didn't even notice her, it's unforgivable! ”

"And what's going on?" Su Mo scratched his head, unable to comprehend the situation at all.

The strange girl sat by the window and read a book, as if she had become one with her surroundings, and if it hadn't been for the ghost girl's own words, he would have been unable to notice the existence of this person even if he came a few more times.

Isn't that too nonexistent?

"I'm Night Dancer."

The girl spoke again, still reading with her head down, her voice very soft and flat, without any change in intonation, as ordinary as her person, difficult to attract the attention of others.

"Ah, you're the leaf?" Su Mo completely lost his composure, and he didn't expect to meet the mysterious painter like this.

However, it was difficult for him to equate the image of the talented woman that had already formed in his mind with the other party, after all, the painter's painting skills were so amazing, why did he look so ordinary?

At this time, the other party silently took out his mobile phone and pressed his finger a few times.

Ding dong~

His phone sounded a new message, and when he opened it, he saw that it was the artist, and now he confirmed that it was correct. He apologized to the other party a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't find out about your existence just now." ”

If it's a stranger, it's fine, but he and the other party have been in contact for a long time through text messages and emails, and it's clear that they are sitting there, but they ignore each other, and I have to say that this is a very losing thing.

The strange girl was still unmoved, as if everything around her was not as interesting as the book in front of her, and she was reluctant to let go of the book at all.

"Okay, the painter is also available, so Xiao Momo will hurry up and write."

The ghost girl clapped her hands with a smile and urged him to hurry up and write a novel again.

Su Mo glanced at him, took out his notebook and pen, and continued to write on the table.

Everything was quiet again, and the ghost girl and the painter were reading intently, except for the rustle of the tip of his pen and the sound of raindrops dripping outside the window.

The pen swiped across the white paper, and beautiful and beautiful words appeared, which looked very comfortable. This penmanship is what he is most proud of, and when he first wrote the novel and submitted it, he was regarded as a talented girl by the editor because of the beautiful font and neutral pen name.

It seems to be a bit of a shame that many readers email the publisher to meet him, because those people think he is a beautiful and beautiful writer......

After writing for a while, he moved his somewhat sour hands and looked out the window casually.

I found that the painter girl was looking out the window in a daze, and the whole person seemed to be solidified into a statue, without the slightest fresh breath.

It's really strange, as if the next moment it will be scattered in the wind like a dandelion and never be found again. It seems to blend into the surroundings and become part of the background pattern, making it difficult to pay attention to.

"The sound of rain is really nice." She looked out the window and suddenly spoke, her voice as soft as the sound of the rain ticking outside.

Boom~

At this moment, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and a thin figure walked in, it was Bai Xiaocai. He glanced around, looked at him with some confusion and said, "Hey, Momo, what are you doing here alone?" ”

"Because it's quiet. By the way, don't you have good eyes, and you can't see the big living person by the window? Su Mo glared at him angrily.

"Uh, sorry, sorry, I didn't notice another person." Bai Xiaocai found out about the existence of the girl who painted by the window and immediately apologized. Then he leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Momo, why are you with her, don't you feel a little scared?" ”

"Why should I be afraid?"

Su Mo asked suspiciously, although the other party was a little strange, there was nothing terrible about it.

"Ahem, don't you feel like ......"

Bai Xiaocai wanted to speak again and again, paused and said: "Like a ghost?" ”

"Well, I don't know if she's a ghost or not, but I see a beautiful female ghost on your left hand side looking at you."

Su Mo looked at him with a smile, and the ghost girl was grimacing at him at this time, and then passed through Bai Xiaocai's body lightly.

Bai Xiaocai suddenly felt a strange cold, and suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, looked around nervously, and finally fled directly.

"What a coward."

Su Mo shook his head and continued to write......

After school in the afternoon, Su Mo called Aunt Shuyuan and continued to write a novel at the reading club, intending to finish the novel as soon as possible.

Because His Royal Highness the Cat once said that once the awakened ghost is not satisfied for a long time, it will completely become a murderous and terrifying ghost, and countless evil ghosts in the underworld are born from this.

Unfortunately, the speed of handwriting is a bit slow, and coupled with the idea of plot details, I can only write about 500 words in an hour. He estimated that the book was close to 100,000 words, which is a huge amount of work of 200 hours, and it would take more than two months based on three hours a day!

The previous novel took him more than half a year to write, and he naturally had patience, but could the ghost girl wait that long?

"I'll teach you psychic arts, which can increase the speed of writing."

At this moment, the painter girl spoke again, put down the book for the first time, and looked at him with those dark eyes.

There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation that a human being should have in those eyes, and it was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, with a different kind of horror.

Su Mo finally understood why Bai Xiaocai said that she was a little scary, but he didn't mind too much, and nodded with great interest, this girl can see the ghost and is naturally an awakened person.

The other party stretched out his hand and nodded at him, and a silver light instantly fell on his eyebrows, and then he suddenly knew about the power of supernatural powers, that is, a use of spiritual power.

This seems to be the same as the empowerment transmission in the novel, if only all kinds of knowledge could be learned directly in this way. He was a little greedy and thoughtless, and curiously conducted experiments to see the specific effect.

The spiritual power of the eyebrows flowed down his arm to the fountain pen, and then after letting go of his hand, the fountain pen stood on the paper out of thin air, and quickly began to write automatically as his mind turned.

He tried it and found that he could write as much as he could, and if it went well, he could finish the book this week!

It's just more than the spiritual power consumed by using supernatural powers.,It seems that I'm going to use the jade flute to restore spiritual power when I go back.,I don't know if that little Pegasus will come again.。

Su Mo looked at the other party curiously, not knowing why the other party wanted to help him like this, so he hesitated for a moment and asked.

I saw the girl quietly looking out the window, and suddenly sighed softly:

"All kinds of causes arise, I say they are causes; Cause is destroyed, I do so. ”