"Woohoo." The little gray face turned in the direction of the pen fairy and shouted, and it was obvious that it could also see the pen fairy.

The pen fairy looked back very reluctantly.

Although she was eyeless, Lin Qianmo could still feel the chill emanating from her eyes, staring at herself tightly.

"See what I do? Quickly answer the little brother's question. ”

Lin Qianmo was not afraid at all, and looked directly at the pen fairy.

The pen fairy's body trembled, and if Wang Cheng could see her, he could definitely see that she was expressing an emotion called anger.

The pencil swirled irregularly on the paper, and the body of the pen exuded a chill, this trick was okay against ordinary people, but it was useless for Lin Qianmo.

Shaoyang's qi circulated in his hand, and at the same time wrapped the right paw of the little gray ash, and the cold qi emitted by the pencil couldn't hurt them at all, let alone let them let go of the pencil and end the game of inviting the pen fairy.

"Woohoo."

The big gray eyes of the little gray and translucent stared at the pen fairy, as if urging.

"Whew!"

With the same sound, a white qi overflowed from the pen fairy's body again, and the breath on her body shrank again.

"What is that white gas?"

Lin Qianmo had doubts in his heart, he didn't feel the qi of the lunar calendar on the white qi, on the contrary, the two white qi were very pure, and they didn't seem to match the ghosts at all.

"Don't worry about it for now, it's my turn to ask."

"Pen fairy, my second question is, the mathematician of the American empire Mu Ling wrote a book titled "What is the title of this book", could you please tell me what the title of this book is by Mu Ling? Please answer me in nine words. ”

“……”

The pen fairy was stunned, this is a paradox, unable to answer.

But Lin Qianmo is a gamer, and it is reasonable to ask questions.

Within the rules, she had to answer.

The pencil swayed, bobbing from side to side on the letters on the paper, and could not give an answer.

"Whew!"

The same white gas, coming out for the third time.

Under Lin Qianmo's careful observation, he found that after the third breath of the pen immortal withered, a trace of wrinkles appeared on his smooth face.

"Could it be that the effect of this white qi on her is the same as the vitality of a person?"

After Lin Qianmo had some guesses, he said to Little Gray: "Little brother, it's time for you to ask her." ”

Little Gray nodded humanely: "Wangwang." ”

The pen fairy was speechless.

For the first time, she was summoned by something other than human, and to be honest, she didn't light up the beast language.

The devil knows what "Wangwang" represents! No, even ghosts don't know what "Wangwang" represents!

"Whew!"

White gas came out, and the folds on the pen fairy's face tripled!

The chill emitted by the pencil is as cold as a thousand years of ice.

It's a pity that this chill has never been able to penetrate the pure Shaoyang Qi.

"It's my turn again, Pen Fairy." The corners of Lin Qianmo's mouth hooked a curvature, "Please listen, I was lying when I said this, please tell me, is my sentence true or false?" ”

The pen fairy was shocked again.

Why do you always ask such anti-human questions, which pen fairy can TM answer!

She was unwilling, and if she let Lin Qianmo continue to ask like this, she would have to fold here!

The yin qi on the pen fairy's body was agitated, and the empty eye sockets gave birth to two all-black eyes out of thin air, and she stared intently at Lin Qianmo's eyes.

Lin Qianmo was originally very awake, but at this moment, a tiredness swept through his mind, making his two eyelids fight and drowsy.

Lin Qianmo was shocked in his heart, since his cultivation was successful, he had never felt so tired, this was not the instinctive reaction of his body, but the pen immortal was acting as a demon!

He must not sleep!

Once you close your eyes, your hands will loosen, the pencil will fall off, and after violating the rules, the pen fairy will take the initiative!

When the time comes, not only will he not be able to save Wang Cheng and them, but he will be in danger himself!

Lin Qianmo began to resist, and in his mind he remembered "Bright Moon and Clear Wind and Strong Pine Picture" to fight against the drowsiness that swept like a tide!

A bright moon hung high in the sky, bright and bright.

No matter how many changes are like floating clouds covering the moon, no matter how disturbed and obscure, as long as the heart is like the bright moon, the clouds will eventually disperse and the bright moon rise.

Lin Qianmo visualized it over and over again, resisting the sleepiness of the tide.

At this time, his eyes were almost closed, and there was only a slit, but it was this slit that supported his closed eyes.

As Lin Qianmo continued to visualize, the bright moon magnified in the air, his thoughts became clearer and clearer, his eyes slowly opened, and everything vague in front of him gradually became clear!

"Woohoo!"

Little Gray also felt something, and while constantly shouting, he lay on the table and scratched Lin Qianmo's arm with his hind limbs.

Finally!

Under the condition of internal visualization and external interference, Lin Qianmo completely overcame the sleepiness that arose out of thin air and opened his bright eyes.

At the moment when he completely opened his eyes, a bright moon flashed under his eyes, although this round of bright moon was fleeting, but the pen fairy could no longer make Lin Qianmo feel sleepy.

"Whew!"

A white gas came out, and the pen fairy suddenly aged dozens of years.

"Isn't stealing chickens a lot of rice?" Lin Qianmo sneered, "If there are any other means for you to use them, little brother, it's time for you to continue to ask her!" ”

Seeing that Lin Qianmo came to his senses, Xiao Gray shook his head and looked at the pen fairy: "Wang, Wang, Wang." ”

"Whew!"

The pen fairy was helpless, and a white gas flowed from his body, and his black hair suddenly turned pale.

"It's my turn. Listen to the question, Plato teased his teacher and said, 'What Socrates says below is a lie. Socrates replied: 'Plato is right. So, is Socrates' words true or false? ”

Another paradox!

Whether it is true or false, it will cause contradictions, and there is no way to determine whether it is true or false!

The pen fairy looked up speechlessly, staring at the top of the wall.

"Ugh."

With a familiar sound, the pen fairy became goosebumpy and his face withered.

"Little brother, it's your turn."

"Woohoo."

"Whew!"

"It's my turn, please listen to ......"

"Whew!"

With another round of questions and answers, the old figure of the pen fairy became blurred, and in the cry of the little gray ash, there was a "snap", and the pencil was directly broken, and the originally dim pen fairy disappeared out of thin air with the broken pencil.

Where it disappeared, a row of black letters appeared.

Evil Thoughts gain +20.

"That's the end of it?"

Lin Qianmo touched his nose, he thought that there was still a fierce battle to fight, but he didn't expect that the pen fairy would be asked to death by them like this!

"That's not right!"

Immediately, he shook his head, "The pen fairy should not be dead, if she dies, the soul of the world of the dead will naturally be liberated." The task will be completed. But now the system doesn't prompt, which means that in the world of the dead, the pen fairy still exists. But why does the system determine that I have evil thoughts? What kind of existence is the pen fairy? ”

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