After hesitating for a moment, he took out the ghost hunting gun he had been carrying with him and handed it to him: "Take it, use it for self-defense."

He frowned, and returned the ghost hunting gun to me dissatisfied, "No, you keep it for yourself, he gave it to you." ”

"But ......"

"Okay, Ziyi." He motioned to the door, and we stopped talking just in time.

There are not many people in the small hotel, and the waiters are one or two people invited by the owner himself. At this moment, the boss led two hired men into the door with food. The crowd of tourists and tour guides also sat upright at the table, but from time to time they were still discussing the topic in a low voice with the people around them, and they were still unsatisfied.

In addition to Brother Fengyu, there was also a boy sitting next to me, twenty-three or four-year-old.

Sensing my gaze, he turned his head and smiled, and said politely: "Hello, my name is Tang Youqi, a senior at Hangzhou Interpretation College."

Half an actor? No wonder he looks like a Korean star, "Hello, my name is Junziyi." "I don't go to school anymore.

"Play games? Organized by the director. ”

"Pen Fairy?"

"It's okay, just hell anyway."

You young people really have nothing to do, do you? "Yes, it's an honor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big brother Fengyu next to him pinched me hard. I didn't pay attention to the pain in my lower back.

After Tang Youqi finished speaking, he talked and laughed with the young man next to him.

I knew that Brother Fengyu must want to say something to me now, and I was stared at by that worried gaze, and I still pretended not to know anything, and followed the boss and the hire who served the food closely.

After a quick meal, everyone couldn't wait to sit at the table and wait for the game to begin. Everyone in the audience has to participate, there are a little more people, but there is always a solution.

I watched with a chuckle on my face as the tour guide Hou Yu took out a pencil half a meter long and two thumb thick, the pencil was sharpened and long, and Hou Yu carefully tied the red rope to the pencil.

"Ziyi ......"

"It's just fun, don't be nervous." I didn't hesitate to interrupt Brother Fengyu and stop him without giving up.

As soon as the words fell, Hou Yu was also ready, and he laughed embarrassedly: "That, there are two less threads, you ......"

"It's okay, Tang Yu won't play." Tang Youqi almost couldn't wait to speak, and after speaking, he glanced at the young man beside him with a comforting warning.

Hou Yu nodded gratefully at Tang Youqi, and asked again: "There is one more, do any of you want to quit?"

"Why? Why don't you return the tour guide? ”

"Phew! Why does the tour guide return the game prepared by the tour guide? ”

"If the tour guide doesn't return, then you can retreat!"

“……”

For a while, there was a lot of noise on the table, and no one was willing to quit.

"Ziyi quit." Brother Fengyu hesitated to speak, and I immediately retorted, "I don't ......"

"Good! That's it! ”

When Hou Yu saw that I didn't do it, he immediately hit me to death.

I glanced at Hou Yu coldly, he glanced at me apologetically, and then solemnly handed the red strings on the pencils to everyone one by one.

When Brother Wind and Rain reached out to pick up the rope, I grabbed his wrist and shouted almost beggingly, "Brother Wind and Rain."

He broke away from my hand and took the rope and said thank you to Hou Yu.

Xie Nima forced!

At this moment, my mood is extremely violent, if I can, I don't mind shooting Hou Yu this bastard with one shot!

After Hou Yu sat down, he said with a serious face: "Everyone hold the rope tightly, no matter what you encounter for a while, remember to invite the pen fairy away!" Please be sincere and prepare what you will ask in a moment......"

After the command, the game begins. Everyone was holding on to the red rope, the pencil stood in the middle, bound by the rope, and under the pencil was a white piece of paper with some letters and kanji written in blood-red markers, and a red candle was lit next to each player.

The spells often used in horror movies are swirling and wafting around this room at the moment.

"Pen Immortal Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you and I have a fate, please renew your relationship with me, let us meet......

Pen Immortal Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you and I have a fate, please renew your relationship with me, let us meet......"

The lights were turned off, and the strange and neat chattering continued, and the red candles on the round table were clearly extinguished. More than ten minutes passed like this, and there was still no response.

"Oops, it's painful, there's no pen fairy at all, not even a subconscious!" A woman muttered in a sharp voice, and Hou Yu saw that she was about to let go of her hand and immediately shouted, "Don't let go!" Go on, maybe the pen fairy is still on the way to come, you are relieved for a while now, and we will die when the pen fairy comes! ”

"Huh! The pen fairy is on his way? Neuropathy! As soon as the woman's hand was released a little, she was immediately grabbed by a hand, she screamed in fright, and glared angrily at the young man who grabbed her hand and howled in her throat, "You're sick! Let go! The old lady is no longer playing! ”

"Go ahead, or I'll break your hand." The young man said coldly.

The woman could not see the slightest sign of joke on the boy's face, and she believed that if she refused, the boy would not hesitate to break her hand. In the end, she could only curse in a low voice and continue the game.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, I am your past life, you are my present life, if you and I have a fate, please renew your relationship with me, let us meet ......"

The whispers of the crowd began to sound again.

I stared at the pencil in the middle of the table, and I didn't mind letting the so-called pen fairy fly away if something happened.

"It's moving!" Hou Yu shouted excitedly, his whole body trembling because of the excitement.

"I'll ask first," Wei Yu couldn't wait to open his mouth and asked a bloody question, "Excuse me—are you here with the pen fairy?" ”

As soon as Wei Yu finished asking, he saw the pencil move towards the far corner of the table, and a bloody red circle was drawn on the "yes".

I squinted my eyes and stared at the pencil, although everyone was still holding the red line, but the loose red line told me that it was really the pencil moving itself! And—I stared warily at the gray-black tip of the pencil, how could this pencil turn blood red! It's still the same color as a marker!

But unfortunately, I am the only one who has noticed these abnormal changes. Looking sideways at Brother Fengyu's half-narrowed eyes, maybe I was not the only one who noticed.

"Pen Immortal Pen Fairy, can you tell me that I will marry a goddess in the future?"

A boy covered in pimples asked. The pencil paused for a moment and began to move again, and finally stopped on the "no" and drew a circle.

Seeing this, the boy was immediately angry, "You ......" Hou Yu immediately spoke out to stop the boy's anger, and asked urgently, "Bixian Bixian, can you tell me when I will be promoted?" ”

Surprisingly, however, the pencil drew a circle on the word "no".

Hou Yu's face immediately sank, and his expression was very ugly.