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Chapter 62 Always Imitated, Never Surpassed

Zhang Lihua decided to go in and take a look first, and then talk about it if there were no clues.

Zhang Lihua walked to the doorman. When the old man heard that he wanted to go in, he refused directly. Zhang Lihua stuffed a pack of cigarettes into her mouth. Although the old man didn't let him in, he told him some secrets that could not be found on the Internet.

"Son, speaking of it, the Xingzhi Special Training Camp was established more than seventy years ago. It was formerly an Anti-Japanese War military camp, and indeed many stories happened. My father is a retired employee here. I was here when I was young and started working in logistics.

, and later I came here to look at the gate again when I got old. Those jokes you posted online are not groundless." The uncle recalled that year, his expression was still very gentle.

"Uncle, I saw on the forum that four students had a sudden idea of ​​doing some kind of pen fairy in there. Do you know about this?"

The uncle took a puff of cigarette and nodded: "Yes, there is such a thing!"

"Then what happened in the end?" Zhang Lihua asked curiously.

"They were scared to death at the time. After they left, they heard that things were not normal when they returned home. Two of them went directly to a mental hospital, and the other two's mental state was not very good. It seems that it started from that time

, our special training camp began to decline."

Hearing what the uncle said, Zhang Lihua suddenly felt that the four people who left might not be human anymore?

It seemed necessary to dig out the four people from that year. If they could meet them, Zhang Lihua felt that there might be something more to discover.

Zhang Lihua was chatting with the uncle here, and Douding's call came in again.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Lihua has no way to deal with this bean curd. She is like an indomitable gummy. No matter you make you look bad or angry, she doesn't care about the things she believes in, even if there are nine reasons.

Even an ox can't pull it.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that Dagu has already played out. Why are you not in a hurry? I saw that his routines were copied from yours. How about taking a bath in the bathroom and encountering an innocent ghost, and then encountering a foodie?

Man-Demon Hannibal, aren't these all your ways?" Doudin said with a playful smile.

"It doesn't matter, let them imitate it. I am me, how can I be surpassed so easily? I will also broadcast live in a while, please remember to explain it to me." Zhang Lihua walked outside and said.

"What? You finally know how to fight back!" Douding suddenly became energetic, and Zhang Lihua's mood sounded very high: "A lot of things have happened in the past two days, but they are not suitable for live broadcast.

, let’s have some exciting fun later.”

Douding on the other side of the phone suddenly cheered: "Get up, this time our Ewha President has another big project, a life and death challenge!" After hanging up the phone, Douding began to put on makeup and get ready, and the little sisters in the dormitory also

No more sleeping in.

Speaking of which, Douding's nervousness is justified. The picture quality at Dagu is clear, and there are professional personnel responsible for promotion. Even the copywriting is designed in advance.

On their side, Zhang Lihua improvises, and the picture quality is acceptable, but he can't reply on time to the barrages. Douding is responsible for replying and explaining alone, and sometimes what he expresses is not Zhang Lihua's thoughts.

Compared to others, this is much worse. Moreover, they have been famous for a long time, and their popularity is rising very quickly.

Zhang Lihua worked hard with the old guard, and finally agreed to wait until dark and let Zhang Chi go in for a walk after the students had rested.

Time flies and it is after school in the afternoon. The main training building has four floors. Zhang Lihua starts to explore from the first floor. There are some debris accumulated in the stairwell. It seems that the cleaning is not very timely. Zhang Lihua passes by the work area at the entrance of the stairs.

In the training room, he suddenly saw two tables put together in the training room, with four chairs around them, and paper and pens on the table.

Zhang Lihua suddenly thought of Bixian. The door of the training room was locked. Zhang Lihua found a card, swiped down, and opened the door directly.

A musty smell hit his face, and Zhang Lihua couldn't help but frown. He walked to the table and looked at the white papers. There were words on those white papers. Can I survive?

The second piece of white paper says how long can I live?

There was nothing on the two pieces of white paper. It seemed that the game of Pen Fairy had stopped halfway through. Zhang Lihua looked around and found that the surrounding area was very clean, but she didn’t see anything else.

Zhang Lihua studied medicine and has some scientific understanding of legends such as Bixian. In fact, the human body itself will shake slightly, especially when the arms are suspended for a long time and the two hands exert force on each other, there will be some shaking.

Shaking, this has nothing to do with those metaphysics, it is just a reaction of muscles.

However, according to Master Zhengyi, evil spirits come to the gods at this time, and evil spirits control people's bodies to write words to achieve the purpose of divination.

Zhang Lihua lowered her head and confirmed the position of the camera to ensure that the lens could capture the situation in front of her. Douding quickly got into the mood and started chattering about the story of Bixian.

Zhang Lihua walked around the training room, and finally Haizhi decided to pull out a chair on the west side and sit down. He grabbed the ballpoint pen, closed his eyes silently, and crossed his left and right hands.

Zhang Lihua imagined that she was one of those students. He raised his arm slightly, letting the tip of the pen touch the white paper, and silently said in his heart: "Bi Xian, Bi Xian, are you here? Please draw a hook when you are here..."

The pen holder moved slightly, and the wind outside made the windows rattle.

I don’t know since when, the cold wind made the white paper on the table rattle, and there was a slight chill behind the ears. Zhang Lihua suddenly opened his eyes. He just felt someone touching him!

There was no resistance, Zhang Lihua's eyes were fixed on his hand. He took a deep breath, trying to relax, and felt the coldness on his fingers. He knew that something was holding his hand.

"Bi Xian, are you here? Please draw a cross when you come..." Zhang Lihua asked softly in her heart. The coldness in her hands became more and more intense, but he did not draw a cross or a cross.

Is it because you don’t want to?

The atmosphere in the room became a little strange, and the coolness had spread all over Zhang Lihua's body. He was sure that there was something new in this training room.

Zhang Lihua tried hard to concentrate, and her third eye seemed to have really opened. He could see three figures in the darkness, standing on the left, right and opposite of him. If you look at it this way, there are really four figures...

The reason why I felt cold was because the other three figures all reached out and grasped the ballpoint pens!

Zhang Lihua's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was in a trance, the figures around him disappeared!

Just because you can't see it doesn't mean they are gone!


Chapter completed!
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