Ma Wanwen was frightened by his appearance. He raised his hand and hit him on the head: "When you play Bixian, just play Bixian. Do you need to make it so scary? Fortunately, I was mentally prepared, otherwise I would have been beaten."
Did you give me a heart attack?"
Zhou Liang touched his painful head and said with a grimace: "Isn't this just to add to the atmosphere? Second brother, even if you don't like it, there is no need to hit people... I have a big head, but I can't beat it."
What if you knock the smartest person out of his mind?"
Liu Xiangcheng, who had turned off his computer and was lying on the bed, couldn't help laughing and interjected: "Little lady, with your head, you don't even need to hit it with your dick, you are already very stupid, right?"
"Boss is right," Ma Wanwen laughed.
Zhou Liang was unhappy. After humming a few times, he said, "Second brother, do you still want to play Bixian?"
Ma Wanwen was also able to bend and stretch, and immediately changed his words: "Okay, okay, okay, it's all my fault. I'll apologize to you, little lady, okay? Stop talking nonsense and teach me how to play Pen Fairy."
"Don't worry, before we play with the pen fairy, we have to make the atmosphere more decent..." Zhou Liang said, taking out half a candle from the desk drawer on the side and lighting it.
A large dim candlelight immediately appeared in the dark dormitory 407, and swayed endlessly with the breeze. It left a numb shadow on the wall beside it.
Not to mention, after lighting such a candle, the atmosphere in the dormitory really became gloomy in an instant.
Suddenly, a distant and ethereal sound of bamboo flute sounded without warning. In this dark and gloomy environment, it seemed so weird and terrifying.
Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen were immediately shocked.
But soon, they both reacted and shouted at Liu Xiangcheng in unison: "Boss, can you turn off the music on your phone? Do you want to scare people to death or something?"
"Didn't you just say that you wanted to create some excitement? I am also cooperating with you." Liu Xiangcheng raised his head and said with a smile.
The sudden and scary bamboo flute sound just now came from his mobile phone.
After hearing Zhou Liang say that he wanted to create some excitement, Liu Xiangcheng immediately went online on his mobile phone and downloaded such a distant and ethereal bamboo flute sound to play, in order to scare Ma Wanwen and Zhou Liang. Obviously, his purpose was to use a
An almost perfect state is achieved
After Liu Xiangcheng turned off the music on his mobile phone, dormitory 407 immediately returned to a peaceful state.
After making sure that no one was causing trouble, Zhou Liang took out the paper and pens needed to play Bixian and began to teach Ma Wanwen how to play.
The gameplay of Bixian is quite simple, that is, lay a piece of white paper flat on the table, then the two people interlock their hands, pick up a pen between the two hands, and silently say "lJ, come on," and other words until the penholder starts to move on its own.
until.
Zhou Liang explained the rules once, and Ma Wanwen understood it, and the two started playing immediately.
Although his spiritual consciousness is inside Yushan, Lin Yang is still very concerned about what is happening in the real world outside.
Seeing Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen playing with the Pen Fairy, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head: "These two guys actually started to play the game of inviting the Pen Fairy. It's really boring."
Lu Xiying, who likes pranks, smiled and made a suggestion: "How can such a little trick attract evil spirits? How about you let me play with them for a while. Let them know who really invited the pen fairy.
What kind of situation?"
Lin Yang said angrily: "Come on, if you really want to play with them, why don't you scare them to death? You'd better stay in Yushan and watch your romantic drama."
"What a pity." Lu Xiying sighed helplessly, feeling very sorry that he could not tease Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen.
Whether you are inviting a pen fairy or a dish fairy, to put it bluntly, you are inviting ghosts to perform divination. So if Lu Xiying went to play with Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen, it can be said that he successfully invited the pen fairy.
However, really wanting to invite ghosts for divination is a very complicated process, and it is far from as simple as inviting a pen fairy or a dish fairy. Therefore, in the eyes of many people who really know how to ask ghosts for divination, hiring a pen
Immortals and Die Immortals are just a small game. Although such small games occasionally invite ghosts, most of them are because the ghosts are nearby, and the time and place are right.
Moreover, even if the pen fairy and the dish fairy really invite the ghosts, it is not a good thing. Because it is not easy to send them away...
In many rumors and stories related to the Pen Fairy and the Dish Fairy, there is a saying that the Pen Fairy and the Dish Fairy were invited but could not be sent away, which ultimately led to tragedy.
As the saying goes, it is easier to invite gods than to send them away. It is also not easy to send away ghosts.
Once a ghost is invited but fails to be sent away in time, everyone involved in inviting the ghost will hardly end up well.
However, Lin Yang was not worried at all about these two guys, Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen. Because he did not think that these two people could invite Yin Gui.
Even though the pen was in the hands of the two of them, it seemed to be alive, and it was swimming around on the white paper. But Lin Yang knew that it was Zhou Liang who was using his tricks, deliberately pulling the pen to move, hoping to use it to
To tease and scare Ma Wanwen.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen had been playing for half an hour.
After the initial novelty wore off, both of them felt bored.
Zhou Liang yawned and said: "Second brother, you should have learned how to play this fairy, right? Let's end it here and go back to bed to rest."
"Okay" Ma Wanwen nodded. He was a little sleepy now and felt his eyelids couldn't help but pull down.
However, two or three minutes later, Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen were still standing at the table, holding pens in their hands.
"Little lady, didn't you say you don't want to play anymore? Why don't you let go?" Ma Wanwen couldn't help it anymore and questioned.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Liang frowned and responded: "Second brother, it's obvious that you didn't let go. My hand is held by you. If you don't let go, how can I send it off?"
Ma Wanwen was stunned for a moment and said, "Shall I hold your hand? Don't be kidding me. You are the one holding my hand, okay?" There was a slight tremor in his voice.
Zhou Liang's situation was not much better than him, and his face turned pale: "Second brother, don't make such a joke at this time. It's not funny at all..."
"Um?"
Lin Yang, who was practicing the "Dongyue Huangquan Sutra" cross-legged in Yushan, suddenly felt a ghostly aura mixed with the smell of blood appearing in dormitory 407.
He suddenly withdrew his consciousness and opened his eyes.
A translucent arm appeared out of thin air on the pen held by Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen. Holding their hands tightly
On this translucent arm, dark red blood was dripping continuously. Some of the blood even dripped on the arms of Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen. But they could neither see nor see it.
There is no feeling.
In dormitory 407, only soul cultivators like Lin Yang, or ghosts like Lu Xiying and Chen Shiwen, could see this strange and terrifying bloody arm.
"Where did this evil spirit come from that dared to act wild in front of me?" Without Lin Yang's instructions, Lu Xiying immediately flew out of Yushan and rushed towards the bloody arm.
Lu Xiying was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen, grabbed the bloody arm, and forcibly tore it off from Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen's hands.
Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen neither saw the bloody arm nor knew of Lu Xiying's existence. They just felt that the hand holding the pen suddenly loosened, and the pen that had been unable to be thrown away fell on the desk with a 'clack'.
The two of them took a few steps back in unison, their faces turned pale, and they both had lingering fears in their hearts.
"Second brother, please don't do such scary things again in the future. This person is scary, but he will scare people to death." Zhou Liang said with heavy breaths.
"It's obviously you who is scary. Don't think I don't know that you tampered with that pen." Ma Wanwen's performance was not much better than Zhou Liang's. What just happened was really scary.
Both Zhou Liang and Ma Wanwen thought that what happened just now was that the other party was deliberately trying to scare them. However, they did not expect that there was really such a bloody arm holding their hands tightly...
After Lu Xiying tore off the amputated arm, before she could make any follow-up actions, a ball of flame burst out from the amputated arm.
The flame is as red as blood
The bloody flames were not only burning his arms, they even spread to Lu Xiying's hands. They were actually going to burn Lu Xiying as well.
This scene shocked Lu Xiying and stunned Lin Yang.
He hurriedly used his spiritual consciousness to tell Lu Xiying: "This is the resentment in hell, transformed by the resentment of ghosts. The stronger the resentment, the more powerful the resentment will be. Sister Lu, please go back to Yushan quickly and see if you can use it."
The water of Lingxi extinguishes this fire of resentment, otherwise, even if your soul will not be burned by this fire of resentment, it will still be seriously injured."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiying did not dare to neglect and hurried back to Yushan.
As for Lin Yang, when she got close, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of hot blood onto the burning blood arm. At the same time, he also used soul fire to burn a thunder talisman, causing several thunder and lightning.
It hit the blood arm. I wanted to use this to reduce the power of the blood arm and attack the ghost who controlled the blood arm.
After doing all this, Lin Yang got out of bed and strode out of the dormitory.
"Third brother, where are you going?" Zhou Liang asked curiously. He and Ma Wanwen were both startled by the movement made by Lin Yang getting out of bed. When they saw clearly that it was Lin Yang getting out of bed, this
Then they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Go to the bathroom." Lin Yang replied casually, and after walking out of the dormitory, he closed the door with a loud sound.
Standing in the corridor outside the dormitory, Lin Yang squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the School of Liberal Arts.
He clearly felt that a gloomy ghostly aura was tumbling over the School of Liberal Arts.
That ghost arm just now must have come from the School of Liberal Arts.
Could it be said that the supernatural incident about Bi Xian in the School of Liberal Arts was not a made-up story, but something that really happened?
"No matter what kind of pen fairy or dish fairy you are, if you dare to mess with my brother, I won't let you have an easy time." Lin Yang's eyes were full of anger.
At the same time, on the roof of an eighteen-story dormitory in the School of Liberal Arts, three expressionless girls, whose faces seemed to be frozen and paralyzed, were staring in the direction of the medical school where Lin Yang was located.
Two lines of bright red blood flowed out from their eyeless eyes, which looked very scary.
Countless pieces of white paper were flying around them, as beautiful as snowflakes in winter.
On each piece of white paper, the same word was written in bright red blood - death.
Among the words "death" flying in the sky, the figures of the three girls gradually disappeared...