"Okay, don't procrastinate, let's get started, you don't want to stay in school tonight!" Sun Wen urged, couldn't wait to start the game, and didn't pay attention to Ke Mingda's face at all.

"It's not good, it's so dark now, and there's no one in the school." Ke Mingda looked at the white paper and ballpoint pen on the desk, a little flustered.

"What are you afraid of, no talent is good, can someone still call it a pen fairy game there?" Sun Wen waved his hand impatiently, "Besides, do you really think there are pen immortals in this world?" Hurry up, let's leave when we're done. ”

"Zhu Jia, Xiao Ning, Zhao Liang, you just watch from the side to see if there is really a pen fairy coming over." Sun Wen said to the other three boys.

Obviously, he said that he didn't believe it, he wasn't afraid, Sun Wen was actually a little scared in his heart, and he asked Zhu Jia, Xiao Ning, and Zhao Liang to come over to distract the fear in his heart.

Ke Mingda had no choice but to reluctantly walk across from Sun Wen, and with Sun Wen, one left and one right, stood beside the dilapidated desk.

"I don't know the rules of the game."

"Don't worry, I've checked it a long time ago, and I've seen a lot of movies and novels about pen fairies before, and I've tried it several times at home, it's a lie at all, and this game can be explained by science." Sun Wen said, his tone seemed to be full of indifference.

He picked up the ballpoint pen, held it vertically, hovered on the white paper, and said to Ke Minda: "You learn from me, put your fingers in my fingers, hold the barrel of the pen, and then don't worry about the rest, just remember not to speak." ”

Kominda complied.

The other three also held their breath.

Immediately, Sun Wen said softly: "Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, 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, a night breeze blew outside, blowing through the cracks in the broken wooden shed wall.

Outside, there was a dead silence.

Ke Mingda couldn't help but shudder, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Don't move."

Sun Wen stared at the tip of the pen, his body like a stone statue.

The cold wind lingered in the wooden shed, and the candle flame flickered, as if something was scraping against the calves, and the fear in my heart spread along the ankles with the slight movement felt on the calves.

Keeping the movements unchanged and being in a state of high tension, the human senses will become more sensitive, which is undoubtedly a torture for Kominda.

He was already flustered and prone to cranky thoughts.

But the slightest movement, even an itch that he usually doesn't pay attention to at all, is a source of fear and anxiety in his heart at this moment.

Ke Mingda didn't dare to move, he could only forcibly endure it, he didn't really know the game of the pen fairy.

It is said that in the process of playing the game, people cannot move at will, otherwise they will accidentally break the game and end the game before sending away the pen fairy, and something very bad will happen.

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 intermittent dots and lines on the white paper.

"Is the pen fairy really here?"

There was a hint of horror in Kominda's gaze, and he felt that his arm seemed to be a little out of control, being dragged by the pen in his hand.

He looked at Sun Wen, wanting to see if Sun Wen was deliberately making trouble.

It's a pity that it's dark now, although there is a candle flame shining, but if you want to see whether Sun Wen's ballpoint pen movement is done by Sun Wen, you can't do it at all.

In his horrified gaze, the tip of the pen rested on the word "yes" written in advance on the blank paper.

Fear, like darkness engulfing Kominda.

He finally couldn't help it anymore and shouted, with a hint of trembling in his tone: "Sun ...... Sun Wen, let's hurry up and end it, don't play anymore! ”

"No, the pen fairy game can't be interrupted, and I finally invited the pen fairy, and it's too wasteful to end the game so quickly." In the dim candlelight, because he was too panicked, Ke Mingda didn't notice that the corners of Sun Wen's mouth pulled up a subtle arc of the successful conspiracy.

Through the cracks in the warehouse wall, Wang Pu was also watching this scene.

Seeing the expression on Ke Mingda's face, he knew that Ke Mingda was tricked by Sun Wen.

This is a game at all, and there is no pen immortal, it's just that Sun Wen is deliberately setting up a trap to scare him.

At least, from the perspective of a bystander, he didn't see any changes in the warehouse, only saw Sun Wen and the other three boys' faces showing different degrees of smiles.

As for Ke Mingda, he may not have discovered Sun Wen's small actions.

It's a pity that I'm in the middle of the game, and I can't help it.

His heart was already full of fear because of the nightmares, and even if he knew that there was no pen immortal, his heart would not dare to move because of fear.

Wang Pu, who has also been haunted by nightmares, has a deep understanding of this.

Nightmares can magnify the fear in a person's heart, he is an adult, he was scared enough at the beginning, not to mention that Ke Mingda is just a primary school student.

"What do you want to do?"

Ke Minda asked tremblingly.

"Of course it's a question, aren't you curious, who is the pen fairy we invited?"

Sun Wen said in a gloomy tone: "I heard that the pen fairy invited by the pen fairy game is actually a ghost or other weird things, don't you say that you have been having nightmares lately and being haunted by monsters?" You say, could the pen fairy we invited be the monster that is wrapped around you? ”

Ke Mingda's eyes showed an even more frightened look.

He was already full of fear because of the nightmare, but now when Sun Wen said this, he was even more afraid, and the feeling of despair of being alone and helpless in the nightmare once again enveloped his heart.

Ke Mingda was almost about to cry: "Sun Wen, let's not play, okay?" ”

Sun Wenwen originally wanted to scare Ke Mingda, where was he willing to end the game so easily, and said to himself: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, can you tell me who you are, are you a monster in Ke Mingda's nightmare?" ”

it!

Outside the warehouse, Wang Pu couldn't help but get goosebumps when he heard Sun Wen's words, this guy is really a little expert in death.

He knew that there really was a nightmare monster on Ke Mingda's body.

"These dead kids, shouldn't they really summon the nightmare monsters?"

Wang Pu said to himself in his heart: "It shouldn't be, right? ”

His gray mist didn't sense the Nightmare Monster's movements.

As for Ke Mingda, when Sun Wen asked this question, his body seemed to be hollowed out, and he almost collapsed on the chair.

Because, the tip of the ballpoint pen held by him and Sun Wen once again stopped at the word "yes".

The fear in my heart reached its peak at this moment.

In particular, Zhu Jia, Xiao Ning and Zhao Liang, who were watching from the side, also looked behind him at this time, with horror in their eyes, and said tremblingly: "Ke...... Ke Mingda, you ...... What's that behind you? ”