"This...is this high-tech?" Zhao Bin was so scared that he almost dripped his pants.

"It must be, don't worry, this is an image. It seems to be a break. They are playing Pen Xian? You guys believe that there is really something in this world. Why don't we try it too? There are four people." Xu Sicheng pointed to the four tables where the grouping was put together, and there were a circle of "students". Among them, four people were holding hands, and the tip of the pen was flying on the paper.

Song Yaning has been standing on the podium for the longest time, and she has seen the most. Even subconsciously, she feels that this part is an image, but a trace of uneasiness still surges in her heart. This emotion makes her very restless and wishes to ruin everything in front of her.

"It's not good, let's stop playing, it's a serious matter to find an exit." Song Yaning was a little reluctant to petition.

"Don't worry, maybe the clues of the exit are hidden in the game? This matter can actually be explained from a physical perspective. When the external conditions such as unsupported hanging wrists, smooth paper surfaces, and pen tips are sufficient, under the interaction force, ring motion is inevitable. You just need to hold my hand, and I will operate the rest."

Song Yaning and the other two still trusted Xu Sicheng very much. After a little trouble, a few of them came to the table.

Xu Sicheng was the first to stretch out his hand and grabbed the ballpoint pen on the table. The other three people quickly put their hands on it. The four of them had their arms slightly hung in the air, letting the tip of the pen and the white paper, and silently said in their hearts: "Bixian, are you here? Please draw a hook when you are here..."

No one noticed that when Xu Sicheng closed his eyes and recited silently, the door of the training room was suddenly blown by a gust of cold wind.

The door of the shabby training room opened suddenly, and there was a dark corridor outside.

Song Yaning was sitting right in front of the door. He shivered and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Ningning, don't move." Xu Sicheng looked at the tip of the pen, and the cold wind was circling around him, and the surrounding papers and books were clattering. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot.

Everyone kept moving, their nerves were already very tight, and the howling wind was, the spirit of the four people was also a torture.

A black shadow flashed by, and the positions of the surrounding tables and chairs also changed.

After about five or six seconds, the arms of the four people began to tremble. The pen tip slid on the paper, leaving traces.

"Come?"

Song Yaning couldn't help asking.

"It seems that there is no. The movie says that as long as you come, you will leave yourself on the paper. But this itself is the interaction of forces, so don't be nervous." Before he finished speaking, the pen began to shake, and several people opened their eyes at the same time. Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and shook their heads slightly.

Just as everyone comforted themselves, but the trembling caused by holding their hands for a long time, the pen in their hands shook again. The four of them looked down and saw that at some point a hook appeared on the paper.

"Come?"

Song Yaning was the youngest. She was about to retract her hand when Li Wen held it down.

"No, we can't stop now. Whether it's true or not, we have to finish the program!"

"Why?"

"If you really don't send it away in time, we will be entangled! Of course, even if the boss arranges a trick, we have to complete it. Maybe the clues of going out will be hidden in it." Li Wen looked thin and weak, but his words were clear and logical.

"Xiaowen is right. Now start asking questions and then sending them away." Xu Sicheng said in a deep voice: "So, I will come first, Bixian, Bixian, can I get the first place next semester?"

Originally, Xu Sicheng asked casually, and he had no problem with the top three in the class, but he really couldn't say the first one, but after he said this, the training room suddenly became quiet.

A black shadow floated past several people, and then a word appeared on the white paper: Death!

Xu Sicheng was a little puzzled, what does this mean?

In just one second, he thought he had understood the truth. Perhaps the boss had set up the plan in advance. No matter what he asked, he had this word. The atmosphere was there, but the logic was not understandable at all.

Dongdong!

The old wall clock on the blackboard in the training room suddenly made a collision sound.

"It's really like that! If it were a timid person, he might just abandon his pen and run away. This would be a taboo and he didn't send the pen away, but I'm sorry, I'm the one who came to play the game this time!"

Xu Sicheng was showing off proudly, but suddenly realized something was wrong. Several people were able to chat, but this time the others didn't say anything. This was not normal.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the other three people looking at the boss behind him with a dull look on their faces, Xu Sicheng felt a sense of ominous premonition in his heart. He didn't dare to turn his head, for fear of seeing something that shouldn't have appeared.

Song Yaning was looking at Xu Sicheng, and Xu Sicheng asked, "Ningning, what are you looking at?"

Song Yaning's mouth moved at all, but no sound came out. The coldness came. Xu Sicheng only felt that he had fallen into the ice lake in the cold winter. The biting cold made him feel helpless and desperate. Song Yaning's skin began to appear with purple cracks, as if it was petrified. At the same time, Xu Sicheng also felt that something seemed to have climbed up on his back, and his shoulders were getting heavier, as if he had been playing games in front of the computer for dozens of hours.

Li Wen's lips trembled for a long time, and he used all his strength to squeeze out a few words from his teeth: "You... have something on your shoulders!" While speaking, Li Wen and Zhao Bin jumped up and ran away. The only girl, Song Yaning, was so scared that she fainted.

Needless to say, Xu Sicheng also felt something on his shoulders. He suddenly remembered that many supernatural novels he had read said that there is a life lamp on his shoulders. When someone calls you, you cannot turn back, otherwise the life lamp will turn off and the dirty things will be on your body.

Xu Sicheng sat in a daze, the ballpoint pen was still in his hand, and the tip of the pen was rubbing against the paper. Now the other three friends were running, dizzy, and only he was still persisting. Xu Sicheng is very sure now that there is indeed something strange here!

Because his hands were not exerting force, and he didn't know how the handwriting on the paper was written. If Xu Sicheng was confidently looking for excitement here just now, now he has no idea.

He kept looking for scientific explanations in his mind. What Li Wen and the other two saw might be projections, and the handwriting on the paper could be explained. It might be a potion that was applied in advance. As long as it was in contact with the air for a certain period of time, the potion would appear. This is not complicated. There is a pen selling such as a fountain pen at the entrance of the special training camp. But why does the shoulders feel sore and numb?


Chapter completed!