Following the direction of Yan Junze's finger, Zhang Tiantian's upside-down head slowly turned, this rotation was very mechanical, looking at the red pen.

Immediately, an open right hand appeared from top to bottom, the knuckles of the fingers were bent, and the skin was pale, slowly approaching the red pen and gently grasping it.

Yan Junze had already stood up, rubbed his somewhat numb knees, and cursed in his heart: "Zhang Tiantian is definitely still possessed!" Otherwise, what normal person still holds a pen and still slows down? It's not enough to grab it, you have to make it so infiltrating! ”

While she was picking up the pen now, Yan Junze stepped back again, letting himself be as far away from this desk as possible.

Until he retreats to the front of the sofa, he will step back a little further, and Zhang Tiantian will no longer be visible in this position.

Yan Junze glanced at the mobile phone he had been holding in his hand, and there were 5 minutes and 28 seconds left.

This time made him speechless, and he once wondered if there was a problem with the timing function of his mobile phone.

At this moment, Zhang Tiantian's body sat up straight again, and the beautiful wavy curls that were originally in place were even more scattered this time, as if he was a madman running out of an insane asylum.

However, she still turned her back to Yan Junze's direction, facing the filing cabinet, motionless.

Now that he has found the pen, Yan Junze just hopes that she will just sit quietly like this, quietly watching herself wash her hair like Kerr, and don't make any more moths.

But almost at the same moment, a "huh" came.

At first, Yan Junze thought that Ke'er had entered the office, and quickly looked behind him, only to find that the voice was coming from Zhang Tiantian's direction.

"Where's the pen?" Zhang Tiantian continued: "Have you seen my pen? ”

"it!" Yan Junze was completely speechless.

Didn't you just pick it up? Why did you ask again?

But this time, he didn't plan to go over, because Zhang Tiantian's way of asking was obviously suspected of tricking him.

The red pen must be in her hand, Yan Junze was sure of this, and just now he started to ask himself again, wanting him to go over and help find it.

No way!

This time it is absolutely impossible!

"Forget it, if you can't find it, forget it." Zhang Tiantian's words sounded again.

However, her next words made Yan Junze startled: "Open an opening and suck her essence dry, you don't need to work so hard." ”

At the same time as the words fell, Zhang Tiantian no longer faced the direction of the filing cabinet, but sat on the seat and slowly rotated over.

Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, he wanted to retreat to the door of the office where Zhang Tiantian couldn't be seen at all, but at the moment when Zhang Tiantian turned back, he couldn't take a step.

His feet seemed to have roots, and he stood motionless, staring at the spinning chair.

Until Zhang Tiantian completely turned around and faced himself again, Yan Junze felt like falling into an ice cave, his scalp tightened suddenly, and his whole body was cold.

I saw that the red ballpoint pen that had just been picked up by Zhang Tiantian herself was inserted in her right eye socket at the moment, and the entire tip of the pen had completely entered, and the ballpoint pen hung crookedly on the eye socket, and blood dripped out of the pen body one by one.

At this time, Zhang Tiantian himself didn't seem to notice it at all.

"This guy is starting to assault the possessed object!" Yan Junze immediately came to a conclusion.

Can't let it hurt Zhang Tiantian.

And just now this guy said that he was going to make an opening to suck her essence dry.

"Laborious?" Yan Junze didn't know where he got the courage, so he no longer retreated, but stepped forward, and said, "Teacher, aren't you looking for that red pen?" ”

As he asked, he approached Zhang Tiantian's desk.

He remembered that the mission notes had a warning: don't try to provoke it, or the consequences will be serious.

Since it is delaying time, when this guy causes irreparable damage to Zhang Tiantian, he can save it. Seeing Zhang Tiantian being played to death by this guy in front of him, Yan Junze said that he couldn't do anything.

What's more, if something happens to Zhang Tiantian, it is very likely that it will be his turn next.

In a few minutes, with the weirdness and power of this possessed spirit, it was enough to abuse Yan Junze ten times.

The level of trembling and frightened is really not covered.

Seeing Yan Junze walking back again, Zhang Tiantian squeezed out a soft smile on his face, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was very attractive, but with the crooked red pen inserted in his eyes, it looked weird.

Blood was still dripping, staining some of her blouse and pants red.

"yes, where is the pen? I just took it, you can find it for me! Fast! ”

Yan Junze was already standing at the other end of the desk, forced himself to compose, and tried to make his tone appear calm: "Okay, good teacher." I'll give you the pen now, and you won't move. ”

Zhang Tiantian showed a hint of surprise and nodded.

In Yan Junze's view, the background of the mission is very clear, "As a possessed spirit, it is very lonely. No one ever cared about it, cared about it, it couldn't be released. Therefore, it fell in love with adsorption, and liked to slowly extract the essence of the body in the embrace of pure breath, and then swallow it one bite at a time."

This suggests that this guy may actually be very talkative, but has an odd temperament. As long as you try to meet its requirements and delay for a while, the task can still be completed.

The most important thing is that if it can't find this red pen now, it may start to absorb Zhang Tiantian's essence.

Try to satisfy it and don't disobey it. Yan Junze made up his mind.

Resisting nausea, nausea, inner resistance, trembling fingers and the urge to escape, Yan Junze supported the office desktop with his left hand, raised his right hand, and slowly approached the red pen inserted in Zhang Tiantian's eye socket.

Time seems to stand still.

It seemed that after a long, long time, his fingers finally grabbed the red ballpoint pen, and at this time, Zhang Tiantian was motionless, and he sat there very cooperatively, and the gaze cast by the other eye stared directly at Yan Junze, who was sweating profusely.

At this moment, Yan Junze felt that he had miscalculated, because when he was outside the office just now, Ke'er had already run off his back, and the cold feeling that had been with him had no source, and he should take off this thick sweater immediately.

Well, now he was already highly nervous, and coupled with the warmth of this thickened sweater, now he is a proper coffin to burn paper money - hot death.

The cap of the pen has long since fallen off, and only the body of the pen hangs.

While Yan Junze grabbed the red pen, beads of sweat had already slid down his cheeks, but he didn't hesitate, endured fear and nausea, and slowly pulled the red pen out of Zhang Tiantian's eyes.

During this process, Zhang Tiantian didn't move at all, let alone the pain, and even the corners of her mouth twitched.

Unexpectedly, there was not much blood flowing out, and the moment the tip of the pen was completely withdrawn, a sticky mass of something was also brought out, and it fell on Zhang Tiantian's thigh with a click.

Yan Junze didn't dare to look closely, his entire right hand was trembling violently now.

The red ballpoint pen was held up in front of Zhang Tiantian's other eye.

"Wow, you've found it! How did you find it? Zhang Tiantian smiled happily.