Chapter 79: Give you 1 chance to reorganize your language!

There was a strange smell in the narrow girl's bedroom. In the place where the flashlight could not see, the bed sheet fluttered gently, as if something crawled out.
Raindrops hit the window frame. The wind and rain outside the dormitory are mixed, but the inside of the dormitory is quiet.
Hovering his arm over white paper, Chen Ge held the pen and tried to relax himself.
After reading the spell calling for Bixian, there was obviously an extra force on the back of his hand, as if gently held by the other hand, he could feel the coldness coming from the opponent's fingertip.
"Bianxianbixian You are my past life, I am your life, if you want to come, draw circles on the paper."
Chen Ge once again pronounced the spell, and the feeling of coldness on the back of his hand became clearer, but what puzzled him was that the palm of his hand stood upright on the paper without drawing circles or doing other things.
"Won't Penxian come?"
The atmosphere inside the house became more depressed, and the cold feeling on the back of the hand had spread to the arm.
"I always feel that there are many more people in the room." He focused, his pupils contracted slowly in the dark, maybe the pudendal pupils had an effect, he could vaguely see three shallow shadows standing in three different directions, each One stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Ge's palm.
"Three?" The heart jumped, Chen Ge blinked, and the scene he just saw disappeared instantly.
Ca n’t see, it does n’t mean that they have left. Chen Ge ’s palm seems to have reached into the ice water. He knows clearly that at least three other hands have grabbed the pen standing in the middle.
"At the same time, three" people "responded. Was it influenced by the title of Li Gui's caregiver?" As Chen Ge thought, the pen, still on the paper, shook without warning. The range is small, but he can feel it.
"Are you going to start?"
The light of the flashlight next to it seemed to be dimmed a lot. Just under Chen Ge ’s gaze, the pen in his hand slowly turned up.
The nib was pressed against the white paper, and the ball on the top of the refill rubbed against the paper, and a blood-red circle was quickly drawn.
Obviously his hand didn't move, but the pen drew something on the paper. Chen Ge stared at the pattern on the white paper and thought of the name of this branch task—the pen fairy who couldn't send it away.
There are three taboos in the pen fairy game. One cannot ask the cause of death, the other cannot ask the lifespan, and the third must ask to leave. Breaking any of them will have uncontrollable consequences.
In particular, Article 3 is the most serious. Penxian is called. If he ca n’t be invited, he will stay with him until he takes up the body of the game participant or kills the participant.
"I hope there will be no accidents." Chen Ge said silently in his heart and put his eyes on the white paper again.
End to end, blood red circle drawn in the center of the white paper.
"It seems that it has heard my voice and it is time for me to ask questions."
Chen Ge is only here to complete the task of the black phone. He does n’t want to do any weird attempts. In case he angers the other party, he is the one who suffers in the end.
"Successful call out of Bixian, this is also a rare opportunity." After a little thought, Chen Ge said the biggest doubt in his heart: "Bixian, Bixian, do you know where my parents went?"
Did you do the nightmare difficulty task-the bathtub game, the person Chen Ge most wanted to see was his parents, but he didn't do what he wanted, but this at least shows that his parents were not dead, just disappeared.
Chen Ge really wanted to know the answer to this question, but what he didn't think at all was that after he asked this question, the palm pen trembles slightly, and even a thin crack appeared on the pen barrel.
This is not the same scene he just imagined: "Is the question I asked so difficult?"
Two or three minutes later, Chen Ge felt that the inside of the house seemed to be a little brighter. The pen in his hand started to turn again, and a circle was drawn on the white paper.
"What do you mean? Have you skipped?" Chen Ge looked at the two circles on the white paper and probably understood the meaning of the pen immortal. It was embarrassing, and he didn't know the answer to this question.
"Bi Xian's reaction was very strange. It seems that the disappearance of my parents is not simple." Chen Ge was silent for a moment. Apart from this question, he really couldn't think of anything else to ask: "Forget it, whatever Ask one, hurry up and end this branch task. "
The chill on his arm has spread to his shoulders. As the game progressed, Chen Ge felt that his half of the body was numb, and he could not control it.
"Then I change a question, pen fairy, pen fairy, can you tell me, who is my future wife?"
The tip of the pen quivered and the light of the flashlight flashed a few times, as if something had passed by, and the atmosphere in the house was tense again.
The window frame creaked, and fine raindrops fell into the house. Lightning split the night sky. At a certain moment, four shadows were reflected on the wall.
The palm of his hand was falsely gripped, and Chen Pen's pen moved again.
Blood red writing appeared on the white paper, one stroke at a time, and soon the first word was finished.
"Xu? Is it Xu Wan?" Chen Ge was really curious this time. The pen in his hand did not stop at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, and then the last stroke of the previous word began to write the next Chinese character.
Halfway through the writing, the ballpoint pen suddenly stopped moving.
"what happened?"
Chen Ge looked at everything very passively. He didn't use force at all, but the palm pen began to tremble violently, and there were more and more cracks on it.
"Boo!"
It seemed that there were several different forces in the dark room, the ballpoint pen could not bear the pressure, and the upper end of the barrel was completely cracked.
It seems that a certain party chose to compromise, and then Chen Ge saw a very amazing scene.
The pen in his hand crossed the word "Xu" written before, and then wrote another name in the blank space next to it!
"Zhang ... Ya?"
The blood-red name was written on the white paper, and Chen Ge did not know what to say: "Bixian, are you sure you wanted to write this at first?"
There was no response, and the cold feeling on Chen Ge's arm disappeared: "Bixian, are you still there? Please draw a circle."
The cold feeling completely subsided, and the room completely returned to normal. It seems that Penxian should leave without saying goodbye, but for the sake of insurance, Chen Ge recited the sentence according to the game requirements: "Bixian Penxian, you are my past life, I am If you want to go in this life, please come back. "
After the game, Chen Ge stood up next to the chair. As soon as he let go, his ballpoint pen cracked and broke into several pieces, which looked very miserable.
"The pen fairy game I play with others seems to be different."
Chen Ge picked up the cell phone next to him. He was very surprised to find that the popularity of his live broadcast room had somehow exceeded 20,000, which was a new record for him.