"What's in this box?"

Wen Yiren opened the box, and inside was an oil lamp that had been small.

"What a beautiful oil lamp, shall we light this?"

"Hmm."

Wen Yiren directly put the oil lamp on the table and lit it, and in an instant, a strange fragrance came to his face.

"It's so fragrant, what kind of sesame oil is in this oil lamp, I'm going to buy it."

Wen Yiren glanced at Jiang Yurun and replied calmly, "Corpse oil." ”

Jiang Yurun and Song Qingyu shivered together.

"Yi, Yiren, you're not kidding, are you?"

Wen Yiren raised her eyebrows, "Do you think I'm joking?" ”

“……”

Not like.

God, you actually brought corpse oil to play with the pen fairy......

Lighting the fuel lamp, the light was turned off again, it was drizzling outside, the clouds were thick, and with the atmosphere in this room, it was really a little scary.

The four of them sat around a small round table, on which in addition to the oil lamp, there was a blank piece of paper and a pen.

Wen Yiren picked up the pen, "I'll write the necessary questions first." ”

Jiang Yurun seemed to be particularly interested, and watched Wen Yiren write the words 'yes' and 'no' on the left and right sides of the blank paper, and wrote 'male', 'female' and several dynasties.

After writing, the four of them first held hands.

"I'll tell you the rules of playing the pen fairy first, it is said that the three categories of fairies, demons, and ghosts will generally be invited, and it is easy to invite the fairy from the light of the Buddha since childhood, most people will invite the demon, and the physique is too yin or sick in the body is easy to invite the ghost, after a while we start, even if you encounter a terrible thing, you can't panic, you must send the pen fairy away to let go, otherwise you will be unlucky, you know?"

Jiang Yurun's mysterious secret way.

Wen Yiren nodded cooperatively, Song Qingyu subconsciously glanced at the two of them, and then looked at Jiang Yurun.

Jiang Jiang, the second fool, the purpose of playing the pen fairy this time is to invite ghosts, have you forgotten that the pleasant eight characters are all yin?

Song Qingyu also suddenly realized at this moment.

No wonder Wen Yiren wants to play with the pen fairy.

"Okay, you listen to my command, don't touch your elbows on the table, we hold the pen with our hands crossed, and I close my eyes together when I shout."

The four of them held the barrel of the pen together.

"1, 2, 3 close your eyes," Song Qingyu is a kindergarten teacher in the end, and his voice has a magical magic that makes people feel at ease, "Let's meditate together, pen fairy, pen fairy, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you come, please draw a circle......"

The night was as dark as water, and the wind suddenly blew outside the window.

The dim candlelight flickered and shone on each of their faces.

Wen Yiren listens to all directions, and communicates with Xu Xu with mental power from time to time.

At this moment, the bedroom door that was specially closed 'creaked' and was blown open by the wind.

The room inside the house is cold.

Jiang Yurun and Song Qingyu were mortal mortals, and when they heard the movement of the door, they all shuddered, and the hands holding the pen became tighter and tighter.

It's just that after a long time, there was no movement in that pen.

Wen Yiren was ready to use illegal means, and when she opened her eyes slightly, she suddenly saw a woman in a white dress coming out of the direction of the bedroom, her face was pale, a pair of dead fish eyes were dull and unfocused, her long hair was flying in the wind, and there were obvious pinch marks on her neck.

She tilted her head slightly, and smiled wryly.

The voice of the flirter appeared in my head at the right time.

"Here, protect those two mortals."

The female ghost suddenly floated over, standing in the middle of Su Su and Jiang Yurun, and a giggle laugh came out of her mouth.