Nuoyan can’t play Penxian, and she won’t be the one who plays Penxian games. This answer is already known. It doesn’t matter whether you play Penxian or not. But since this case involves Penxian, play
It's okay, not to mention that I haven't played this game for a long time.
I remember when I was playing in the past, I thought the Bixian was very magical. Later, I heard that playing the Bixian was just a psychological effect. The Bixian did not necessarily exist, so I never played it again.
"Bixian, Bixian, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you want to come, please draw a circle on the paper." Ling Moqi finished reciting the spell and waited for the pen in his hand.
change.
It was this familiar spell again. Although Nuo Yan had never played it, she had heard it countless times. This was the first time she played it. It felt really unusual and she felt a little nervous.
After a while, the pen in his hand seemed to move slightly between the fingers of the two people, and gently outlined a circle on the white paper on the table.
That circle is not regular, but it magically circles the word "Bixian". Could it be that this is really possessed by the Bixian, rather than a choice made by the psychological suggestion?
Nuo Yan looked at the pen with some confusion. Could it be that the pen fairy is really here?
At this moment, my heart also changed from the initial nervousness to the current fear. Could it be that the Bixian really exists?
Ling Moqi still looked calm and composed, "Bixian, I think you should be here, thank you for coming. I have a question to ask you, and I hope you who knows everything can do for me.
Answer: There are five people’s names on this white piece of paper. Can you tell me who would be the first to enter the wedding banquet? If possible, please help me with the answer.”
After saying that, Ling Moqi held his breath and looked at the pen in his hand. Although she didn't think the pen immortal would exist, she still wanted to see what choice this pen would make?
Waiting quietly, after a while, the pen in his hand began to turn slightly, and outlined irregular circles on the white paper, each circle was closely connected, and there were five on the paper.
Personal name, these are the five answers. Of course, Bixian can choose nothing, and this is the six answers.
Seeing the pen in his hand seemingly moving involuntarily, it is getting farther and farther away from the center point of the word "Bixian" at the beginning, but it is getting closer and closer to the two words "Nuoyan". Finally, the pen reaches the two words "Nuoyan".
Above the characters, a circle was quickly drawn, and Nuo Yan's name was circled inside. The pen suddenly stopped.
How could this happen? Nuoyan looked at the pen that fell on her own name. Was she the first person to get married and enter the wedding banquet hall?
Ling Moqi was also a little surprised to see Bixian give the answer, but since the answer has been made, the Bixian game should be over, "Bixian, thank you for helping me solve my doubts and answering questions. Today we will
End here, see you next time.”
After saying that, the pen in his hand began to move involuntarily again. Although it was not following the original route, it still returned to the original point and stopped again.
Nuoyan first let go of her hand and breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere just now was really too depressing. Fortunately, this was not at night, otherwise she would have been scared to sleep.
"Nuoyan, did you see it? The choice Bixian just made was that you would be the first person to get married in the 301 dormitory, and the first step was like a wedding banquet hall." Ling Moqi held the pen in his hand and pointed at the circled one.
The word Nuo Yan inside.
"Do you believe in Penxian?" This answer is indeed likeable, but will it come true?
"It's not a matter of believing or not. In a word, I would rather believe it than believe it." Ling Moqi stood up and took the confession written by Nuo Yan, "Okay, the answer I want has been obtained.
No, Nuoyan, you will be free soon.”
Seeing Ling Moqi turn and leave, Nuo Yan couldn't help asking: "Free?"
What does this mean? She is free? Is another person going to lose his freedom?