Wen Qing'er's reaction reminded Jiang Li of Ji Zhi five hundred years ago.
When we all went to school together, Jiang Li often told Ji Zhi ghost stories, which scared Ji Zhi so much that he did not dare to sleep.
Later, Ji Zhi became the emperor of Zhou Dynasty. In order to remember the shame of that time, he also told ghost stories to his children.
Ji Kongkong is afraid of ghosts, so he can track down Jiang Li if he traces the origin of Shuo Yuan.
"Ghosts are nothing to be afraid of. Everyone in the underworld is very kind to me. I have also discussed with several high-level officials in the underworld and everyone is very satisfied with the results."
Wen Qing'er has a strong will and is unmoved. Should she be afraid of ghosts or ghosts?
Jiang Li could only smile and shake his head. The more he looked at Wen Qing'er, the more he looked like the original Ji Zhi.
"Let's go. This dormitory building is nothing to stay in. It's damp and dirty. It's not a place to sleep."
Wen Quan approached his sister and whispered: "Senior Jiang said there is nothing to stay in because we just visited all the haunted places here."
"Senior Jiang asked me to sleep next door to you in a bunk bed. I slept in the lower bunk. Suddenly the phone rang. The number was garbled and the sentence kept repeating on the phone, 'Good brothers back to back, good brothers back to back'."
"I didn't understand what it meant. At this time, Senior Jiang squatted down and pulled out a ghost, a male ghost, from under the bed, with his face on the ground and his back to me."
Wen Qing'er imagined the scene faced by her younger brother, sleeping back to back with a ghost, without knowing anything about it, and shuddered involuntarily.
"Other than that, there are other things like washing your hair in the sink, ghosts appearing in the mirror and slashing your neck, female students being locked in the cabinet by their best friends, turning into resentful ghosts, locking anyone who comes to the cabinet, etc.
, I went through it all with Senior Jiang." Wen Quan said carelessly. He was scared at first, but the longer he stayed with Jiang Li, the bolder he became.
"You'd better walk faster, Senior Jiang has already left us and walked far away." Wen Qing'er reminded.
Wen Quan was so frightened that he quickly grabbed his sister's hand and chased Jiang Li.
His boldness is limited to being around Jiang Li.
Jiang Li came to another teaching building and stopped in front of a table.
There are a few lines written next to the table.
The man in black robe walked out of the shadows, holding a crystal ball in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to play the pen fairy game? The fact that you can come here means that you have overcome many difficulties, broken through the blockade of the haunted house, and come here, that is, the supernatural
The end of the academy, this is your reward for reaching the end, and there will be no additional charges."
"What are the rules of the game?"
The man in black robe introduced: "Bi Xian knows everything. The three of you hold a pen together and recite the mantra silently, 'Bi Xian, Bi Xian, you are my previous life, and I am your current life. If you want to renew your relationship with me,
Please draw a circle on the paper to summon the Pen Fairy."
"The three of you take turns asking Bixian questions. Everyone has two chances, and Bixian will give you the answer. But please note that during the game, if someone lets go, Bixian will possess that person and give him an answer.
He brings bad luck."
"Senior Jiang, do you want to play?" Wen Quan asked.
Jiang Li said seriously: "I don't want to play, I just want to meet the pen fairy."
"oh."
The three of them sat down around the table, holding a pen together, and said in unison: "Bi Xian, Bi Xian, you are my past life, and I am your current life. If you want to continue our relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."
"
Soon, the writing brush reacted, trembling slightly, and twisted and wrote on the paper: "Go high."
Then disconnect.
"..." Jiang Li felt that he might have some responsibility for this matter.
"You two recite the incantation, but I won't recite it."
After the man in black robe changed another pen, the pen fairy game officially began.
"Qing'er, you ask questions first."
"Are you really a pen fairy?"
The three of them did not use any force, the brush moved naturally and wrote the word "yes" on the paper.
Wen Quan rolled his eyes at his sister, his eyes full of contempt. He felt that this question was a waste of opportunity. Could he ask something useful?
Wen Qing'er was unconvinced and gave Wen Quan a look, "Then I want to see what questions you can ask."
Wen Quan returned a look and said, "Just wait."
Wen Quan cleared his throat and asked: "All completely polynomial non-deterministic problems can be converted into a type of logical operation problems called satisfaction problems. Since all possible answers to such problems can be solved in polynomial time
Internal calculation. So is there a deterministic algorithm for this kind of problem that can directly calculate or search for the correct answer in polynomial time?"
Bixian was silent for a long time before slowly writing: "Ask something I can understand."
"What will be tested in the final exam next semester?" Wen Quan changed the question.
This time Bixian responded quickly: "Don't cheat, next one."
Jiang Li didn't even think about it and asked directly: "Where is the fairy world?"
The pen fairy was silent for a longer time than before, and controlled the brush to write: "If I knew the location of the fairy world, I would have ascended long ago."
The three of them looked at the man in black robes dissatisfied.
"We were promised that Bixian knows everything, so how come we can't ask questions to everyone, and ask questions to everyone if they don't know it?"
The man in black robe said helplessly: "...please use your conscience and imagine that any of the questions you asked are normal? Oh, this lady doesn't need to raise your hands, I know you are normal."
Jiang Li and Wen Quan pretended not to hear anything and continued playing the game.
It was Wen Qing'er who was the first to ask: "Bi Xian Bi Xian, I am an 18th-tier actor, how can I increase my popularity?"
"Hire trolls, create scandals, and buy hot searches."
"..." Wen Qing'er felt that the answer given by Bixian was very different from what she thought.
I don't want this approach!
Wenquan asked: "Bixian, can you tell me the fastest way to get money?"
"It's all in the criminal law."
In the end, Jiang Li asked useful questions.
"Where is the Dry Bone Demon Lord?"
The atmosphere at the scene was solidified. Jiang Li was not in a hurry and sat quietly. After an unknown amount of time, a long and long sigh came from the air.
A cloud of mist appeared in the pen barrel and condensed into a human shape. The Bone Demon Lord, who was originally unruly and dominated half of the world, now looks like a slow-moving old man with a depressed expression.
The Withered Bone Demon Lord bowed to Jiang Li.
"Junior withered bones, pay homage to the great master of the immortal world."
He couldn't see through Jiang Li, which meant that Jiang Li must be an immortal-level creature.
The figure of Taoist Huiming appeared behind Wenquan, and when he saw the Dry Bone Demon Lord again, his expression was complicated.
"I knew that the owner of this haunted house didn't look like a sad person, but more like you."
"Huiming..."
The two leaders of good and evil looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.
The man in black robe did not expect the Withered Bone Demon Lord to have such a reaction. He hesitated and asked: "Master, who are these people?"
"Let me introduce you, he is the disciple I took in this world, and he is also the owner of this haunted house."
"Disciple, this is Uncle Huiming, whom I always talk about."
"As for the person next to me, I can't see through it. I think he is an immortal from the immortal world, traveling down to earth."
Jiang Li smiled and said, "My name is Jiang Li, and I come from the world of Kyushu."