Chapter Ninety-Three: The sea can wither, the stone can rot, and the passion cannot be broken
Dilapidated classrooms, yellowed and flying test papers.
Messy tables are piled up haphazardly.
Although the environment is also dim, it is much milder than the dilapidated hospital and the gloomy ghost school that Zhou Wenqiang experienced before.
"Sure enough...... The title is so terrifying, it's all appearances!"
"Only smart people can see the essence through the phenomenon!"
The corners of Zhou Wenqiang's mouth curled slightly, and he muttered.
The plot begins to unfold, and the five students in the classroom begin to set up game props.
There weren't any evil nurses, ghost students, or anything like that, these five students were all living people.
"There are so many people in this dream, and the number of people increases, and the terrifying effect will be greatly reduced...... What a failure. ”
Zhou Wenqiang experienced the dream and analyzed.
As a senior card connoisseur, he has his own system and method for evaluating dreams.
"Excellent nightmare dreams are not so easy to build, and Master Su is afraid that his donkey skills are also exhausted......"
Zhou Wenqiang shook his head and chuckled.
His mentality is very relaxed, and he even has the leisure to admire the appearance of the three girls, of course...... The appearance of these three girls is not very good.
This made Zhou Weiqiang feel a little regretful and pity.
Everything is ready and the atmosphere cools down.
The pen fairy game begins.
White candles are placed in the middle of the table, and the candle flame burns and flickers quietly.
The wax oil flows down from both sides, emitting heat.
Following the plot and abiding by the rules of the game, Zhou Wenqiang stretched out his hand and grabbed the ballpoint pen with the hands of the five students.
Hands folded, he touched a girl's soft skin, and his heart couldn't help but swing.
A nightmare made Zhou Wenqiang experience the feeling of a spring dream.
"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper......"
Zhou Wenqiang closed his eyes, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and recited the game mantra.
My heart was full of the shy smile of the girl just now.
has been single and lonely for a long time, as long as it is a woman, it is itching.
A cold wind blew.
Zhou Wenqiang suddenly felt that his body was cold, and goosebumps were spreading, and they instantly spread all over his body.
The familiar sense of horror made the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly freeze.
Subconsciously open your eyes.
The white candle flame flickered and danced rapidly.
With a "buzz", it turned into a gloomy green ghost fire.
The faces of several students were illuminated, radiating a miserable green glow.
Zhou Wenqiang's pupils constricted, he couldn't feel the softness in his hand, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but ......
He found that he couldn't do it manually.
He didn't move, but the ballpoint pen kept drawing circles on the white paper!
Same recipe, familiar taste!
It's still Master Su's nightmare style!
Suddenly, Zhou Wenqiang's eyes widened and he was terrified.
The girl who smiled shyly at him before suddenly opened her eyes, the whites of her eyes were flushed, her mouth opened wide, and she let out a silent roar.
Poof!
The girl's eyebrows slowly appeared a round hole that seemed to be drilled by a ballpoint pen......
Nima!
Zhou Wenqiang's heart suddenly pulled cold.
Again...... made him interested and poured him a basin of cold water!
The pen fairy is coming.
The bleak female ghost hung behind Zhou Wenqiang with endless resentment as if she was hanging.
"Ask me...... No...... Answer me three questions and answer one incorrectly...... Die. ”
A hand like an ice cube stroked Zhou Wenqiang's cheek, making his body tremble.
At this moment, he felt as if he was not experiencing a dream, but really appeared in front of the pen fairy.
"Good ......"
Zhou Wenqiang's teeth were chattering, and he hurriedly replied.
The pen fairy leaned into Zhou Wenqiang's ear, and the cold breath came to his face.
"Please...... Listen to the questions. ”
"What is the relationship between my grandfather's son's aunt's aunt's sister's grandson's mother's son's uncle's aunt's daughter?"
Zhou Wenqiang was stunned.
Then he was overjoyed and hurriedly replied.
"Kinship!"
The pen fairy was stunned......
"Question 2...... Uncle Liu lives in a 20-story building, why doesn't he take the elevator every day?"
However, Zhou Wenqiang's face was full of red light, and he was so excited that he shook his legs.
It's so easy!
"Because Uncle Liu lives on the first floor!"
The pen fairy was silent.
"Suppose there is a basin of nine steamed buns, and nine people divide them, why is there still one steamed bun in the basin after the distribution?"
"Because the last person is gone!"
Zhou Wenqiang said gloomily.
His wisdom, can't even the pen fairy be difficult for him?
Zhou Wenqiang couldn't help but shake his head, Master Su's failure is another failure, since it is a pen immortal game......
Why don't you set the IQ of the pen fairy a little higher?
Or was it his wisdom that crushed the pen fairy?
It's a little fun to think about it......
Poof!
Suddenly.
Zhou Wenqiang froze.
A ballpoint pen pierced his chest......
The pale and cold face of the pen fairy slowly emerged from under the table.
"Chin!"
"Ahh
The pen fairy grabbed the ballpoint pen expressionlessly and thrust it in Zhou Wenqiang's chest!
It's as if I'm venting my little emotions inside.
......
Exited the dream.
Zhou Wenqiang's face was extremely complicated.
A man as intelligent as him always had to endure pain that he should not have to endure at his age.
"Master Su...... Are you the devil?!"
"I'm knocking on the linen!"
Zhou Wenqiang was angry to the extreme, and his backhand was a ......
Five-star reviews.
He wrote this comment.
"The mountains are edgeless, the heaven and the earth are combined, and only then can we dare to be with the king; the sea can be withered, the stones can be rotten, and the passion cannot be broken...... It's a nightmare with a story, it's a dream that only smart people can experience fun, and it's highly recommended by five stars. ”
After posting the comment.
Zhou Wenqiang leaned against the wall lonely, looking at the dark night sky with complex and deep eyes.
......
Dead.
Su Fu entered the dream of the black card.
He frowned, shocking the "ghost paradise" dream, but it could be seen from his face that the situation was not optimistic.
Outside the cell.
The dim streetlamps shone pale light, and the cold wind blew.
Blowing the fine sand and gravel rolling, a faint gray smoke fills the air.
Da Da ......
The sound of crisp little leather shoes and the ground slapping sounded.
The beating ponytail, the pink princess dress, and the slender two calves wrapped in white stockings jumped and jumped.
Carrying a doll in his hand.
If you just look at the back, this is a simple and cute little Lori.
Standing at the entrance of the community, in the dim light, Xiao Lori slowly raised her head, revealing a face.
Full of folds and ravines, the old face and the loli outfit form a strong impact contrast.
"This is it...... The kid you're looking for lives in this neighborhood?"
Old Lori hugged the doll and smiled softly.
Lift your legs and step into the community.
......
Su Fu in the dimly lit room.
The cat lady lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, like a white light, and instantly rushed to the window, opened her mouth, dripping saliva.
It smells of tentacles!
On the bed, Su Fu was still asleep.
The cat lady swallowed her saliva, then got out of the crack in the window and jumped out!
The attacking cat lady only longs for tentacles.
"Meow!"
......
In the silent night, it seems that there is a little girl singing a beautiful nursery rhyme.
Old Lori jumped up, shaking the doll in her hand, full of life and vitality.
Standing downstairs in the community, old Lori lifted her wrinkled face and pinched the doll.
The doll's eyes suddenly glowed a miserable green.
A thick, slippery green tentacle spits out of the doll's mouth......
Slowly squirming towards the wall of the community.
The smiles on the old Lori's face were stacked, and the wrinkles seemed to be twisted and trembling as long worms.
Suddenly.
Her smile froze.
Turning his head sharply, he looked behind him.
Distance......
On the second floor of the shop, a figure with a scruffy beard, wearing pajamas and pajamas, sat on the window, swaying his legs, and a pair of flip-flops hanging on one leg.
The lighter rubbed, burst into sparks, lit a cigarette, and a faint smoke lingered.
Melancholy exhaled a puff of smoke.
The owner of the gypsum shop looked at the old Lori lightly.
He shook the soot and raised his chin slightly.
"...... Or die. ”