"This bedroom is different from the previous ones." Zhu Jianing stood at the door of the dormitory, looking ready to run back at any time: "It's a bit of that kind of escape room feeling, the clue to the exit is probably hidden here, right?" ”

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen a haunted house with such a high degree of freedom, and the boss is really big, and he's not afraid of accidents with tourists." Fei Youliang walked to the side of the chair and picked up the blank pieces of paper casually, on which they were written-When will I die? How will I die? Who will die next?

"Looking at this scene is a bit like a pen fairy game, but ......" Fei Youliang looked at the ballpoint pen wrapped in scotch tape on the chair again: "This pen is too weird, right?" ”

"Could there be any mechanism?" Zhu Jianing also walked over, took the ballpoint pen in his hand, pressed it a few times, and almost broke the pen shaft: "It seems to be a very ordinary pen." ”

"Do you remember what the owner of the haunted house said before he came in?"

"The haunted house contains four small scenes, and you must experience them all in order to get clues about the exit."

"That's right, the clues to the exit are hidden in four small scenes, let's look for them, and in my experience, there should be things like keys and notes in this dormitory."

The bedroom is not big, and the two of them searched all the corners and found no hints.

"This haunted house is a bit difficult and cleverly designed." Fei Youliang spread the white paper in his hand on the table, and there were words written on three pieces of paper, only one of which was blank: "Do you have to experience a pen fairy game to know the answer?" ”

"It's not good to play a game of pen fairy in a haunted house." Zhu Jianing looked at a few questions on the white paper and was a little flustered.

"Of the four small scenes in the haunted house, this one looks relatively simple, don't use it as a breakthrough, are you going to go back to that classroom to find clues?" Fei Youliang beckoned impatiently: "Besides, do you really think there is a pen fairy in this world?" Hurry up and come here, try it once, if you can't go directly. ”

He didn't know what was wrong, he didn't feel too comfortable, the negative emotions that had been suppressed in his heart were stimulated, and he had an urge to destroy everything.

Zhu Jianing reluctantly walked to the opposite side of Fei Youliang, and the two stood on both sides of the chair.

"But I don't know how the game works."

"Don't worry, I've seen a lot of movies about pen fairies, and I've tried them a few times at home a long time ago, and they're all deceptive, and this game can be explained by science." Fei Youliang held the pen vertically and hovered over the only blank piece of paper: "Your finger reaches into my fingers, buckles the barrel of the pen, and then doesn't care about anything." ”

"Okay." Zhu Jianing trusted Fei Youliang very much, squatted on the side of the chair, and held the ballpoint pen in the middle: "Then what to do?" ”

"Just keep quiet." Fei Youliang wrote the words yes and no on the white paper, and when there was no more noise in the girls' dormitory, he said softly: "Pen fairy, pen fairy, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you want to come, draw circles on the paper." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the half-open door of the dormitory was suddenly blown by a gust of wind.

The dilapidated door slowly opened, revealing a dead hallway outside.

Zhu Jianing shuddered and shrank into the room.

"Don't move." Fei Youliang stared at the tip of the pen, his body like a stone statue.

The yin wind lingered in the dormitory, the waste paper on the ground scratched the calves, as if someone had gently scratched it with a fingernail, the temperature dropped, and the chill spread up the ankles.

Keeping the same movement, when in a state of high tension, the person's senses will become more sensitive, which is undoubtedly a torture for the two who are playing the pen fairy game.

The dilapidated girls' dormitory seemed to have darkened a bit, and the stained sheets had been touched by something, as if someone had crawled out from under the bed.

After about ten seconds, the arms of the two people hovering in the air began to tremble slightly, and the tip of the pen also left a series of disconnected dots on the white paper.

"The pen fairy shouldn't come, right?" Zhu Jianing endured it for a long time and asked, he really couldn't stand this oppressive atmosphere.

"In many movies, it is said that the time to ask for a pen fairy is ten minutes, and if there is no response within ten minutes, it means that you have failed. However, this thing is originally fictional, and many times the reason why gamers think that the appearance of the pen fairy is actually a psychological effect. Fei Youliang motioned for him to wait patiently: "This place is one of the four scenes that the owner of the haunted house said, let's do what he asks to see what new tricks he can play." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the ballpoint pen in his hand shook a little, and the amplitude was very small, and both of them noticed it.

"You did it?"

In unison, they looked at each other, and both saw a hint of surprise on each other's faces.

"Not me." Zhu Jianing hurriedly denied it, he hadn't come out of the fear brought by those eyes, he encountered this again, and his expression was nervous: "Youliang, you said it wouldn't really be a pen fairy, right?" ”

"It's impossible, the pen fairy game just uses the environment and the way of playing to bring psychological hints, and the game time is deliberately arranged very long, and the arms are hanging in the air, and there will be involuntary shaking of breathing and pulse, so this situation will occur." Fei Youliang seemed to be trying to convince himself, and added: "People subconsciously imagine that the pen is moving, and the subconscious will affect subjective judgment." ”

That is, as soon as he finished speaking, the pen in his hand moved again, this time it was very obvious.

The two of them looked at each other and looked at the white paper, on which the scattered dots were connected by a line, which happened to be drawn into an irregular circle.

"! It seems to be really coming! Zhu Jianing wanted to withdraw his hand, but was caught by Fei Youliang at the critical moment.

"Whether it's a real pen fairy or not, you have to keep playing."

"Why?"

"If it's a real pen fairy, if you end the game without sending it away, you will be entangled by it until you die; If it's a fake pen fairy, we don't have to be afraid at all, everything is just a game arranged by the owner of the haunted house. ”

"So what do you think we're going to do next?"

"Ask a question, and send the pen fairy away." Fei Youliang can still stay calm.

"Ask what? What are the other questions on those blank sheets? Zhu Jianing pointed to a few blank pieces of paper next to him.

"It's a trap, don't ask about death-related things when playing the pen fairy game, we just ask about something inconsequential."

"Inconsequential questions?"

"Just let me come." Fei Youliang grabbed Zhu Jianing's hand and didn't let go, and after a pause, he motioned to Zhu Jianing to be quiet, and said softly: "Bixian, Bixian, can you tell me, what is the name of my future wife?" ”

It was originally a casual question, but what Fei Youliang didn't expect was that when he said this question, the yin wind in the girl's bedroom suddenly stopped, and an extremely depressed aura emanated from behind him.

The pens in their hands trembled more and more violently, and soon they wrote three words on the white paper.

"Die!"