It is indeed Wang Yufang.

Looks like he's become a ghost.

Wen Yiren held her breath and watched Wang Yufang put her bloodshot hand on the back of Jiang Yurun's hand, and drew a circle on the white paper with a pen.

Jiang Yurunhe's face was obviously happy, and he said excitedly, "May I ask which dynasty are you from?" ”

Wang Yufang took the pen and drew a circle on the word "modern".

Song Qingyu couldn't wait to ask, "Pen Fairy Pen Fairy, may I ask if you are a boy or a girl." ”

Wang Yufang did not hesitate to draw a circle on the woman with a pen.

Wang Yufang seemed to be a little tired, and suddenly put her head on Jiang Yurun's shoulder, staring at the paper on the table.

Jiang Yurun obviously felt uncomfortable and twisted his neck.

Wen Yiren himself was frightened, Jiang Jiang was so unlucky.

"Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, how did you die?"

Wang Yufang's face became hideous, and she opened her mouth at Jiang Yurun, and the pens in the hands of the four began to shake violently.

Song Qingyu was shocked and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we asked the wrong question and offended you, please calm your anger." ”

Wang Yufang's dead fish eyes stared directly at Jiang Yurun, and sniffed at her.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, is there really a ghost in this world?"

Wen Yiren really wanted to shout Jiang Yurun, open his eyes and take a look!

Wang Yufang suddenly smiled weirdly, and drove the pen to draw a circle on the 'yes'.

Jiang Yurun was a little scared, but the whole person looked even more excited, "Pen Immortal Pen Fairy, how old can I live?" ”

Wang Yufang suddenly smiled whimsily, and drove the pens in the hands of the four of them to poke the paper frantically.

Soon, the paper was poked to pieces.

"You ......"

As soon as Jiang Yurun spoke, Song Qingyu hurriedly interrupted her, "Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, we have finished asking all the questions we should ask, please go back!" ”

Wang Yufang opened her mouth in a negative voice, "You invited me here and want me to go back, don't think about it, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you one by one to accompany me!" ”

The candlelight flickered violently, the air was full of the smell of blood, Wen Yiren let go of his hand and quickly recited a mantra, and a flame fell on Wang Yufang's hand stretched out to Jiang Yurun's neck.

"Ahh

"You can open your eyes."

Wen Yiren turned on the lights.

"What happened just now, I feel like my hand is out of control!" Song Qingyu said very exaggeratedly.

"Me too, so am I, it's terrible, I feel a chill down my spine, as if something is lying on my shoulder, it's terrible, I won't play this game anymore."

"It's all your fault." Su Su suddenly glared at Wen Yiren.

They finally came, and they were scared away by her.

Wen Yiren looked innocent, everyone was ready to attack Jiang Jiang, she couldn't do it if she didn't make a move!

However, it is estimated that Wang Yufang will come back after the early morning.

When Jiang Yurun and Song Qingyu fell asleep, Wen Yiren made it easy to be taken to Wang Yufang's home by using teleportation.

Her body has been removed, and there are still some marks left by the police on the ground.

The two of them sat quietly on the couch.

"When do you think she's going to be back?"

"I don't know."

"Susu, this time the performance is on my head?"

Su Su looked at Wen Yiren with sideways eyes, "It's not that you don't need performance." ”

"Oh, it's not good to write a zero on my report card!"