Chapter 215: The Fat Man's Letter (19)
I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked up, the familiar Yang He was in front of me again. He smiled and tossed a roll of toilet paper at my feet and lit a cigarette himself: "Why don't you go to the toilet and clean things up." ”
"Cat...... What about cats? "I was terrified, searching.
"No cats. The black cat had been dead for almost a week. ”
"You...... You ......"
"It's me, no cat." Yang He's eyes did not have the madness just now, but instead they were as calm as ever.
"You...... Why are you ......" I breathed a sigh of relief, then turned into rage, "I fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!" Why are you doing this!?"
"Hey, it's weird to be afraid of ghosts, cats, and people. I'll give you an explanation, of course. But you've got to clean up your crotch first, it stinks! Yang He covered his nose and shook his head repeatedly.
"Of course I didn't turn into a cat," Yang He brought me a cup of hot tea after I cleaned up, "I pretended to be it." I'm not trying to scare you, I'm not trying to test my acting skills, I'm just having to do an experiment for my own safety. ”
"Experiments? You say it's an experiment? ”
"It's an experiment. It's also a ploy. Because I'm afraid of being known by the devil, I've detected their plot - the one who killed the cat. What I said earlier is true, and your words remind me - use! This is a poisonous plan to kill a cat with a knife! Since you can kill cats very smoothly, it must be very useful to kill people. So I have to guard against you. But I think at least they hadn't thought it would kill people so far, so I'd just strike first. ”
"I really killed that cat?"
"It's not you! It's you who became a puppet after being ghosted! You were caught up while you were asleep, killing the cat, and you were completely unconscious. So it's not you at all! But that's what I'm afraid of, and I'm doing crazy things without even realizing it. So my other purpose is to test you to see if you've just been ghosted. You must know that today is an extraordinary time, and in seven days, you may be ghosted at any time. Of course, the end result shows that it's clear that you're not ghosted. Since you're not ghosted, it's easy to do! ”
"What's so easy to do?"
"Because today we really have to do one thing in a down-to-earth way. It's not time yet, so close your eyes and rest for a while. ”
"What's the matter?"
"Okay, okay, it's okay to tell you first. You see," Yang He spread his hands, "I finally found out the root of the black cat, but it died first." Last week was supposed to be a great opportunity for us to find the black cat. Now the only clue is broken. That's why I'm so angry about burning books: a whole bunch of rubbish, not a word is useful. Come to think of it, I think we have only one way to go. ”
"What way?"
"Please! Pen! Immortal! Yang He said word by word, "Please ask the pen fairy again." ”
Yang He ignored my hoarse protests, methodically turned off the lights, lit candles on the four corners of the square table, and took out paper and a pen - the pen used for the first summoning spirit, which had been abandoned all along, and I don't know where he found it.
"No, I'm not going to play that stuff anymore...... "I was so exhausted that I could only lie on the ground and hum.
Yang He grabbed me by the collar and dragged me up from the ground: "Listen! It's not playing, it's a save! Save our own lives! This is an opportunity we have now! Think about it, seven days and seven days, each time more terrible than the last. From the very beginning of the horror to the ghost gradually appeared, and now even the black cat that protected us is dead! To do nothing like you is to wait for death! I have a hunch that if we continue to drag it out like this indifferently, until the next day, that is, the seventh seven days, you and I will probably be doomed. We have to do something to undo it. It's only the sixth Friday, and even if it doesn't work out this time, we still have a week's chance! ”
I was speechless, his words were right. So I had no choice but to nod my head dejectedly, and Yang He added: "If the pen fairy comes in a while, you don't have to speak, just let me say hello." I've thought about the questions to ask. ”
"Shall I take an hour's rest?" I was on the verge of collapse.
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"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, please come, Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, please come......"
We sat across from each other at the table, the pen between our two overlapping hands. If there is a word in the mouth, it should be a spell to summon the spirit.
“…… Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come, Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come ......"
It was cold, and I couldn't stop shivering despite the addition of clothes. The hands were cold and shivering. But Yang He's warm, dry hand calmed me down a bit, and I looked at him, and he smiled at me encouragingly. I suddenly had a tragic feeling that I was going to die.
“…… Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come, Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come ......"
I put aside all distractions and focused on my pen. The pen began to shake, drawing irregular lines on the paper, from short to long, straight to curved. Compose one eerie pattern after another. The pen became more and more restless, and gradually became agitated. The line segments are getting longer and stranger, and the frequency of slashing is getting faster and faster.
“…… Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come, Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come ......"
The pen paused suddenly, and my heart trembled. I saw the pen take a few steps on the paper, then move to the left, and then walk a few times left and right without any rules. Suddenly, I smelled a stench in the cold wind, as if the smell on our clothes had become stronger.
“…… Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come, Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come ......"
At this moment, I suddenly felt a shadow appear on my left and right sides! No, not the shadow of a man! It's a ghost! I felt sweat run down my spine. But I still didn't dare to stop.
“…… Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come, Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come ......"
I felt my heart pounding, but I didn't dare to raise my eyes to look, to let them see that I was observing them, not even to move my eyes. I can only look out of the corner of my eye. The one to my right is a white shadow, is it the female ghost following me? Is the black shadow on the left following Yang He? Like me and Yang He, they sat opposite each other at the square table.
“…… Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come, Pen Fairy Pen Fairy please come ......"
I couldn't stop thinking to myself, staring at the blank paper in front of me that had been drawn horizontally, but I continued to sweep them with my peripheral vision.