In the dark, the candle burns quietly.

Ruan Mianmian and Li Chuan sat face to face at the dining table, on the table, with a snow-white paper.

Both hands clenched the ballpoint pen at the same time.

Li Chuan: "Remember, wait and do as I say, and don't let go of your hand until the game is over, no matter what happens." ”

Ruan Mianmian nodded in response, "Hmm." ”

The game begins.

While turning the ballpoint pen, they read in unison: "Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, you are my past life, and I am your next life." ”

The two of them spoke slowly, biting each word lightly.

The tip of a ballpoint pen, at an even speed, draws lines on the white paper.

After drawing three circles back and forth, Ruan Mianmian suddenly felt a cold in her hands.

It was as if there was a large, invisible hand covering the back of her hand.

She immediately looked at Li Chuan.

Li Chuan said softly: "It's here." ”

The coolness became more and more obvious, Ruan Mianmian's hands were trembling slightly from the cold, and what scared her even more was that there was a coolness that was spreading up along her ankles, as if something was wrapping around her calves.

She couldn't help but look down, but she didn't see anything.

Li Chuan reminded her: "Concentrate. ”

Ruan Mianmian had to raise her head.

She whispered, "Next, is it time to ask questions?" ”

"Hmm."

Ruan Mianmian licked her lips and asked in a trembling voice: "Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, may I ask the murderer who killed Cheng Zhe, is it you?" ”

Cheng Zhe is Cheng Laohei's full name.

As soon as she said this question, she felt the temperature around her suddenly drop by several degrees.

The thin dress couldn't stop the cold at all.

The icy breath penetrated into the body from every pore, and the internal organs were almost frozen into ice cubes.

Li Chuan stared at the paper and pen in front of him.

This question was taught to Ruan Mianmian in advance and asked her to ask Bixian.

It stands to reason that as long as you don't ask about life and death, no matter what the question is, the pen fairy will give an answer.

Ruan Mianmian held her breath, her heart beating wildly.

It took a while for the ballpoint pen to move.

She and Li Chuan didn't exert any force, but there was a mysterious force invisibly, holding their hands, urging the ballpoint pen to draw a small circle on the white paper.

Ruan Mianmian's eyes widened: "Sure enough, he killed him!" ”

As soon as the words landed, she felt the cool air wrapped around her calves, which seemed to move up a few more points, almost approaching the base of her thighs.

This position was so sensitive that she involuntarily clamped her legs, and her mood became more and more uneasy.

The cold breath gently rubbed against her skin, and there was a bit of ambiguity in the weirdness.

She bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed slightly.

At this time, Li Chuan was staring at the cross on the paper, his expression was solemn, and he didn't notice Ruan Mianmian's strange appearance.

After a while, Li Chuan spoke: "Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, may I ask why you killed Cheng Zhe?" ”

In that mysterious power of Cui Dongxia, the ballpoint pen turned again.

This time, it neither crossed nor circled.

It has three words written on it.

He, deserve, die.

Each stroke was so hard that it almost cut through the paper.

When Ruan Mianmian saw these three words, she only felt that her scalp was numb, and she blurted out in her mouth: "Why should he die?" ”

Li Chuan's face changed: "Don't ask about life and death!" ”

It's a pity that it's still a step too late.

Ruan Mianmian's words had already been spoken, and the ballpoint pen in his hand suddenly seemed to be out of control, turning violently, and the tip of the pen drew messy lines on the paper.

The candle flame flickered and then went out.

There was no darkness all around.

The temperature drops dramatically.

Ruan Mianmian was extremely scared, she tried her best to make the ballpoint pen stop, but it was useless, that power was too strong, and her little strength couldn't match the other party at all.

She shouted Li Chuan's name: "Li Chuan, Li Chuan!" ”

"I'm here, don't be afraid, don't let go, hold the ballpoint pen tightly."

Ruan Mianmian held the ballpoint pen tightly, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving driftwood.

The cold aura that wrapped around her legs had spread to her face at this time.

Her lips were forcibly torn open, and the cold breath entered her mouth, stirring her lips and tongue wantonly.

Ruan Mianmian was forced to lean back, a low whimper coming from her throat.

It felt exactly the same as her previous nightmare!

Could it be that this time is also a dream?

As if sensing her suspicions, something cold brushed her ear and let out a low chuckle.

"Heh......"

Ruan Mianmian turned her head desperately, trying to avoid the cold breath.

But it didn't work.

The other party's strength was extremely strong, and no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape the palm of the other party's hand.

Ruan Mianmian: "Three-three!! ”

No. 233: "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm dying, save me!"

No. 233 spread his hands: "I can't save you, you can only save yourself." ”

Ruan Mianmian: "How to save yourself?" ”

"Bite the tip of your tongue and spit out the blood on the tip of your tongue, the blood on the tip of your tongue is a kind of essence blood, which has a relatively strong yang energy, and the ghost is afraid of yang energy, so it may have an effect."

Ruan Mianmian immediately bit the tip of her tongue.

A rusty smell quickly spread in the mouth.

Ignoring the stinging pain, she spat out the blood on the tip of her tongue.

In the darkness, the blood didn't know what it had touched, and suddenly it made a soft sound.

The cold aura that wrapped around Ruan Mianmian's body also disappeared.

She sat up straight, crying and panting.

Li Chuan suddenly spoke: "The pen fairy is gone." ”

After he said this, Ruan Mianmian reacted, and the mysterious power covering the back of his hand was gone.

Ruan Mianmian: "Can we let go?" ”

Li Chuan: "No, it's safer to finish the last step." ”

"Hmm."

The two turned the ballpoint pen again and read in unison: "Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, you are my past life, I am your afterlife, thank you for your answer, I wish you all the best." ”

After doing this last step, the two of them let go of their hands.

The ballpoint pen was then poured onto the table.

Li Chuan got up and went to light the candle.

The dim candlelight continued to spread, and Ruan Mianmian saw clearly that the paper had been filled with messy lines, several of which had been scratched by the tip of the pen, and a few lines had even drawn out of the paper and scratched onto the table.

Ruan Mianmian asked in a low voice: "The pen fairy was sent away, he shouldn't come to trouble us again, right?" ”

Li Chuan looked at the lines on the paper, and his frowning brows still did not loosen.

He said in a deep voice: "The pen fairy walked too fast just now, I always feel that he didn't leave on his own initiative, if he is unwilling, I am afraid that he will make a comeback in the future." ”

"What then?"

"I can only do my best and obey the fate of God."

Li Chuan raised his head, his eyes fell on Shu Mianmian's lips, and he paused slightly: "Your mouth ......"

Ruan Mianmian immediately covered her mouth and pretended to be calm and said, "My mouth is fine." ”

She was very weak-hearted, for fear that she would be discovered by the ghost just now.

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