Although his mind was full of national scolding, he didn't dare to scold it out of his mouth, but while scolding in his heart, he had to manipulate the four ordinary people outside to start the game.

At the stone table in the courtyard outside, Huo Sichen couldn't help but touch the turntable on the table with his hand.

I don't know if he was too excited or unlucky, and finally the turntable stopped and the arrow pointed at him.

Huo Sichen: "......"

The three Huo Silin brothers looked at him together, which meant that it was difficult to ask, how difficult it was to ask, it didn't know how irritable it was, and when the time came, the cubs would definitely find their abnormality.

Huo Sichen hadn't played this before, but they had taken the cubs to the haunted house to meet those college students before.

What questions were asked?

Huo Sichen's eyes lit up: "Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, may I ask if my brother Si Lin has been taken advantage of by that fox spirit?" ”

Huo Silin: "......"

Huo Sijin and Huo Sijue: "......"

This mallet!

The little brother of the pen fairy took a quick look at the little chubby baby who was sitting on the stone steps in front of the threshold of the main house at some point, supporting his chin with one hand and wiping his saliva with the other hand from time to time.

It's terrible!

Good thing it knows about this issue.

So in the middle of the stone table, two blood-red characters slowly appeared.

"Nope"

At the beginning of the next round of the game, Huo Silin Huo Sijin and Huo Sijue felt that they couldn't let their stupid brother ask questions anymore, and they couldn't ask the pen fairy, and the cubs thought they were playing hi, and it was estimated that they would spend the night here.

Everyone rotated the turntable in a clockwise direction, and after Huo Sichen was Huo Sijue.

When Huo Sijue turned the turntable, he didn't dare to push too hard.

However, the turntable still spun fast, and when it stopped, the arrow pointed at Huo Sichen again.

Huo Sichen's pupils widened.

The eyes of the other three brothers of the Huo family also widened.

This immortal is deliberate, right?

I have to say that the three brothers of the Huo family are the truth.

The little brother of the pen fairy did it on purpose.

After all, two of the other three ordinary people looked like they were in their early twenties, and if the question he asked was complicated, what if he couldn't answer it well and angered the little adult?

The half-sized one in the middle looks like there are a lot of twists and turns in my head, what if I get it in?

So it has to be Huo Sichen!

With the special control of the ecstasy, Huo Sichen couldn't help but ask.

"Pen Fairy, how old can I live?"

The little brother of the pen fairy was stunned for a moment, and the cub quickly spoke.

"Hell, if you answer incorrectly or can't answer the question of the third brother of this cub, this cub will swallow you directly!"

The little brother of the pen fairy was frightened, and the answer was quickly displayed on the stone table.

"See how old you want to live"

The four brothers of the Huo family: "......"

The answer......

Does this immortal know the identity of the cubs, but if he knows, how can he dare to deal with them?

The little brother of the pen fairy is pure.

After all, the little chubby baby looks strong, and she really wants to keep a person in the world, and she doesn't have too many means.

After all, its owner has helped people survive through various methods, and it has seen a lot.

The cub propped up his chin, licked his mouth, and continued to wipe his saliva.

"Alright, you've got it."

Little Brother Pen Fairy: "......"

Is this special to invite the pen fairy game, or to invite the ancestor game?

Huo Sichen asked questions five times in a row, and before the sixth round began, the cub slowly stood up, and a pair of big black eyes locked on the little brother of the pen fairy.

"Is it still the third brother who asks questions in the sixth round? This cub asked you to play games with the three brothers of this cub, why did you only let the third brother ask? ”

The little brother of the pen fairy was frightened: "No, no, no...... That's a matter of probability, and maybe it won't be the same next time. ”

Next time it will be different.

The little brother of the pen fairy originally wanted to pick the second-youngest Huo Sijue, but seeing Huo Sijue's sharp eyes, he was not a good master at first glance, and finally turned back and forth on Huo Silin and Huo Sijin, and finally targeted Huo Silin, who looked very elegant.

Huo Silin: "Pen Immortal Pen Fairy, please write down all the numbers of pi." ”

Little Brother Bixian: "...... What? ”

Pi all the numbers?

It knows yes, but how many are there?

When is it going to be written?

The cub tilted his head and snorted: "You won't?" ”

The little brother of the pen fairy saw a strong sense of predation in the eyes of the little fat baby, and was so frightened that he picked up the brush and wrote on the stone table.

Pi is π and π is equal to: 3.14159265358979323846......

It may be because the little brother of the pen fairy has a great grudge against Huo Silin's question, so when one after another blood-red numbers appear on the stone table, it is called a bright and dazzling eye.

It was like a number condensed by blood, and the blood was more like it was alive, flowing little by little, and the four brothers of the Huo family were dumbfounded.

The three Huo Sijin brothers quickly looked at Huo Silin: "Brother Silin, high!" ”

Huo Silin smiled embarrassedly: "I just forgot the answer to this question, and it's rare to invite a pen immortal, so I just asked." ”

Little Brother Pen Fairy: "......"

You are a scholar, Lao Tzu is a ghost, you don't believe it, you will forget pi.

The little brother of the pen fairy greeted the eighteenth generation of the Huo family's ancestors in his heart, but he continued to write hard in his hand.

2643383279502884……

197169399375105……

The further he writes, the heavier the anger of the pen fairy brother.

The cub was looking at it and was impatient.

Brother Si Lin obviously asked a question, but as a result, the ghost thing of the pen fairy wrote so much.

However, looking at the pen fairy ghost thing and writing the more yin qi around his body the more he went back, the cub's big black eyes couldn't help but slowly widen.

What's going on?

Look at the thick brush that the pen fairy and ghost thing is wielding again, the brush seems to be about to bloom, and the cub realizes it later.

The pen fairy ghost thing is angry!

The cubs were stunned!

I can't write the answer myself, and I'm still angry when I write so many things and haven't calculated them?

When she was about to go over and pat the fairy thing, she suddenly sat back down.

It's good to be angry!

So many new rich yin qi!

So the cub opened its little mouth and began to suck with a look of enjoyment.

The more the pen fairy brother wrote, the more angry he became, the more irritable he became, and the whole pen finally almost reached the point of madness, from the first stroke to the wild cursive font at the back, the font of the stroke after stroke saw the four brothers of the Huo family squinting at the same time.

Huo Sichen was the first to ask: "Brother Si Lin, I can understand what is written in front of the pen fairy, what is written in the back?" ”

Huo Sijue's eyes rolled, and he also nodded.

"Indeed, I don't understand it either."

Huo Sijin: "It's too sloppy, like English, like Arabic, like Tibetan, and then like Russian......"

The cub who enjoyed inhaling yin qi listened and listened, and raised his little eyebrows.

"Hell, don't you want to play anymore?"

The little brother of the pen fairy, who was about to go crazy in a wild cursive script, was stunned.

"Little adult, little person, I wrote ......"

The cub didn't listen to the explanation.

"No matter what you write, it's not right to let the four brothers of this cub not understand it!"

Little Brother Pen Fairy: "......"

The cub took a deep breath and the yin qi that came out of the little brother of the pen fairy.

The little brother of the pen fairy immediately begged for mercy.

"The little adults are angry, and the little ones are immediately written in the original font."

The cub looked at the blood-red font that was connected together: "What about those messy ghost drawings?" ”

The little brother of the pen fairy has no ghost rights: "Don't worry, the little adult, the villain will wipe it all and write from scratch!" ”

The cub snorted and continued to sit in place, slowly inhaling yin qi.

Little Brother Pen Fairy: "......"

Why did it come here in the middle of the night just to give this ancestor a stutter?

Was it pitted by that black rabbit?

[Author's note: Thank you for the reward, guess how long it will take for this little brother to write π...... Hey, hey, hey, ......]