"It's finally quiet now," Lin Anran took out her phone, looked at it, and said anxiously: "Mengqi, it's twelve o'clock in ten minutes. I can't wait anymore. I really want to try it soon.
try."
"Don't worry, look, I'm already writing." I don't know when, Li Mengqi had already started writing on the red paper, and she had written several types, and each arrow pointed to a way to die.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and gritted her teeth and said: "An Ran, if you have any other good ways to die, tell me all of them. I will write them all on it so that Cai Feiyi can die a few more times!"
"Let me think about it," Lin Anran carefully looked at the several ways to die written by Li Mengqi on the red paper, and couldn't help thinking: "Being hit and killed in a car accident? Going to swim in an artificial lake and drowning? Jumping off a building and falling to death.
?Killed by something thrown from the balcony?"
"Being raped to death by several boys?" When she thought of this, Lin Anran swallowed secretly and had to admire that Li Mengqi's heart was indeed vicious. It seemed that she was the one who hated Cai Feiyi the most!
"Did you hit the wall while walking? Drowned with spit? Did you get scolded by the teacher? Died while sleeping? Choked on drinking water? Choked on eating?" When looking at this, Lin Anran couldn't help but smile, "Mengqi, you are so talented.
There are so many weird ways to die!”
Li Mengqi suddenly stopped writing, "Hey, Lin Anran, don't just look at it and think about it. Think about it for me. Is there any other way for her to die?"
"You've written enough here, I think it should be enough, right?" Lin Anran put away the smile on her face and glanced at Li Mengqi in surprise, feeling that she was a little scary now, so cruel.
Li Mengqi curled her lips and looked disapproving, "I only wrote eleven types, so I have to make up twelve types, right? Otherwise, how can I live up to the sacred moment of midnight!"
"Then let me think about it again," Lin Anran frowned slightly, and suddenly an idea flashed through her, and she blurted out: "Hang yourself!"
"Hang to death? Yes, yes! Why didn't I think of that? I heard that the tongue of a hanged person will be very long, so that her crackling mouth can be closed." Li Mengqi said seriously.
As she spoke, she felt as if she had seen Cai Feiyi hanging in front of her.
"Mengqi, can we start now?" Looking at the various ways to die written on the red paper, Lin Anran was still eager to try and play this latest pen fairy game as soon as possible.
"Well, that's enough, let me tell you how to play later," Li Mengqi deliberately cleared her throat, then pointed at the twelve arrows around the word "death" on the red paper, and said solemnly: "Later, please
After the Bixian comes out, we let the Bixian help us make the choice. Whichever way of death the position of the pen is closest to is the way she will die!"
"Okay! Let's get started."
Li Mengqi and Lin Anran intertwined their fingers and held the same pen, their wrists suspended in the air without any support.
Together, they placed the center point of the carbon pen directly above the word "death" above the three words Cai Feiyi on the red paper.
Li Mengqi and Lin Anran both closed their eyes slightly and silently recited in unison: "Bi Xian, Bi Xian, past lives follow previous lives. I invite past lives to come, draw a circle when they come, and renew their relationship with me."
The game started, and it was just past midnight. The night was eerily quiet, without a single sound.
After reciting the spell to invite the Pen Fairy, Li Mengqi and Lin Anran opened their eyes slightly, and couldn't help but hold their breath, staring at the carbon pen in their hands, waiting for the Pen Fairy's arrival.
Sure enough, in just a moment, no more than five seconds, the black carbon pen in my hand felt like it was moving quietly, completely involuntarily.
The tip of the pen slid gently on the red paper, and soon an irregular circle was drawn on it. Strangely enough, this circle actually enclosed the word "death".