0083 Stupid Pen Fairy 1

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"Are you sick, pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night?" An Yan didn't seem to see Hua Xiaohua, and glanced at the three people speechlessly.

His chin lifted slightly, and he looked at the person who was fainting behind the three, "What's wrong with her?" Dizzy? โ€

"Well, I accidentally hit the wall and got knocked unconscious." Ding Yun smiled dryly and covered it up. He looked at the position not far from An Yan's side, and there was some fear in his eyes.

Hurriedly pulled Shen Xiaohai's hand and motioned for her to help get Marco together.

"Let's get out of here." After Wang Xiaomei experienced what happened just now, she was also a little scared in her heart, so she urged.

"God is chattering, running to a ghost place without sleep in the middle of the night, I really don't know what you girls think about every day." An Yan's muttering voice was not loud or small, just controlled at a volume that could be heard by the three of them.

"And what are you doing here?" Seeing that they would be able to leave the teaching building soon, and the hearts of several people calmed down a little, Ding Yun asked.

"Passing by." An Yan originally sent a WeChat message to the vendor outside because he was hungry, saying that he would let him roast two chicken legs and some pork loins and miscellaneous things first, and then he planned to take a shortcut and take something back to the dormitory to eat.

I just heard screams coming from here in the school building, so I came over to take a look.

"Alright, you guys go back to the dormitory, I'll go get supper." Out of the door of the teaching building, An Yan planned to part ways with them.

After taking the supper, An Yan specially walked past the teaching building again, looking at the flowers on the third floor, An Yan raised the two parts of the supper in Yang's hand, and took one and put it on the soul charm to stimulate it, and then it went to Hua Xiaokai's hand.

Hua Xiaokai was stunned, jumped directly from the third floor, and her posture was a little ugly when she landed.

"You're a Taoist?" Hua Xiaokai asked a little strangely.

An Yan shook his head, "It's just a little chance." Thinking of his duties, An Yan asked again, "Are you going to be reincarnated?" He had seen Hua Xiaokai in school more than once, and he had also checked Hua Xiaokai's campus files, knowing that she had been dead for five years, and she had not done evil for such a long time, so she didn't have to think about it to know that she was not a bad ghost.

Hua Xiaokai looked at the direction of the fourth floor of the teaching building, shook his head, and raised the barbecue in his hand, "This, thank you, I haven't eaten human food for a long time." With that, he went back to the third floor.

She had to atone for the sins she had done, and she had to keep it until her sister was redeemed, and she wouldn't let her come out and do evil.

Seeing that Hua Xiaokai had no desire to be reincarnated, An Yan didn't mention it anymore, and returned to the bedroom with the only remaining supper and an invisibility charm.

"Just a late-night snack? Do I eat it or do you eat it? Zhong Rin put down the white scarf and put the demon sword back into its scabbard and asked.

"Of course I bought it, I ate it." An Yan rolled his eyes, "But I'm not a person without conscience, I'll share your chicken legs." "There was only one string of wings and two sausages left, and he didn't eat dinner, and he couldn't sleep without eating.

Zhong Rin shook his head slightly and took the chicken leg from An Yan's hand.

The slight wind made Zhong Rin smell the smell emanating from An Yan's body.

The faint lemon fragrance is mixed with a hint of the unique scent that belongs to the ghost.

"What the hell are you doing?" Zhong Rin asked, he didn't mean anything else, just a simple question.

An Yan took a bite of the grilled sausage, and the heavy chili powder on it made An Yan hiss, but the taste was indeed excellent. For Zhong Rin's words, he nodded, "It's a very kind young lady." "Counting the five years that Hua Xiaokai has been dead, she is indeed three years older than An Yan.

Zhong Rin had reservations about An Yan's words, the trace of ghost energy he brought back from his body did not look like a good ghost.

After eating supper, An Yan began to meditate under the urging of Zhong Rin.

In the next few days, they lived a fairly peaceful life, practicing at night, carving talisman beads, attending classes during the day, writing homework, studying formations and the like. Time flies.

Marco hadn't been to the school building since the last time Hua Xiaokai scared them, and even when he needed to go to other school buildings, he would rather take a long detour, looking like he wanted to get as far away as possible.

But although the other three were scared last time, they didn't go to the abandoned school building again, but after their chat, basically the entire Ewha High School girls knew that they had encountered ghosts in the old school building.

Reasonable people naturally scoff and don't believe it, the students in the third year of high school are not interested in these boring gossip, they have time, they might as well write more questions, after all, the second half of the semester is about to enter the college entrance examination stage, the content of their current teaching is brushed up, a class does not pay attention to the lecture, the following classes will not be able to keep up.

The students in the first year of high school are busy with early love and the division of arts and sciences, but several girls in the second year of high school have a half-believing attitude towards this matter.

Because this time at home was a little uncomfortable, and she was not in a good mood, Yang Xiao made an appointment with her good friend Fang Ting to go to the old teaching building to invite pen fairy.

She knows that the so-called pen fairy is actually a ghost, and there are rumors that the old school building is haunted, isn't it just right! She wondered if her parents would divorce, and if they did, then there would be no point in her life.

Fang Ting didn't want to go.

But after being begged by her for a long time, her heart softened, and she agreed in the end.

In the evening, they specially prepared paper and pencils, as well as white candles, and walked to the old teaching building.

I don't know if I should say that they are lucky, this time Hua Xiaokai happened to be called out by An Yan to have supper, but I didn't see these two people, otherwise these two people would not go to the fourth floor, and it would be a question whether they could enter the third floor.

After this period of time, An Yan fed from time to time, and Hua Xiaokai regarded An Yan as a friend.

She's a groundbound spirit.,Can only move around the school area.,Usually during the day, when it's okay, she will mix in other people's classes and go to class with her.,At night, she sleeps in the utility room on the third floor of the old school building.ใ€‚

On the other side, after Yang Xiao and Fang Ting went up to the fourth floor, they casually found a classroom and lit candles, ready to start inviting pen fairies.

When everything was ready, the two of them crossed their hands and held the pen, and their mouths read the words that they had to say when they invited the pen fairy.

"In the past life, in the past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper." Yang Xiaonian's extra focus.

She really didn't know what to do, her parents were going to divorce, and she, a daughter, was caught in the middle, so she pinned her hopes on the ethereal ghost.

Repeating it, it didn't take long for Yang Xiao to feel a cold wind blowing around him, and the hand holding the pen in his hand also felt a little heavier than before, and looked at Fang Ting in shock and asked. "Do you feel something?" She was a little unsure.