"Bixian Bixian, I was your previous life, and you are my present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."
Pan Lunshu, Qi Ming, and Yu Yifei all held the pen at the same time. But after these words were spoken, the pen remained motionless.
What Yu Yifei stretched out at this time was his remaining intact left hand. This was also the sketch pen he used to draw.
Pan Lunshu did not dare to look directly at Yu Yifei, but only dared to focus on the paper in front of him.
In his current opinion, what kind of pen fairy is just a rumor? However, Yifei is as if he is stunned.
How is this possible...
However, at this moment, something incredible happened. Pan Lunshu could be sure that he never moved the pen. And it was impossible for the two friends next to him to move the pen by themselves. But... the pen holder started to move at this time.
Got it!
"No...impossible..."
The pen actually started to move on its own?
At this time, Pan Lunshu only felt strong fear. Is the Pen Fairy... really here? Does the Pen Fairy really exist in this world?
Then, I drew strange stripes on the paper in front of me... No matter how you look at it, it doesn't make any sense.
"Impossible!" At this time, Qi Ming's hands were shaking with fear, "I, I definitely didn't move, I didn't start writing! Why did I move on my own?"
Obviously, Qi Ming had regarded Bixian as a false campus legend before and didn't take it seriously at all. However, at this moment, he obviously understood... This Bixian was originally just to comfort a friend who lost his father.
The game is obviously not as simple as he imagined! They have provoked something they absolutely cannot bear!
At this time, Pan Lunshu read a cold aura on his friend Yu Yifei's face.
According to the steps of inviting a pen fairy, this time should be the time for the person who invited the pen fairy to ask questions to the pen fairy. Pan Lunshu thought at that time that what he wanted to ask must be who was the person who poured oil on the art teacher.
, to determine who caused him to break his hand, making him unable to pick up a pen to paint again.
Yu Yifei did not hesitate and spoke quickly. However, what he said was completely different from Pan Lunshu's expectation.
"Bi Xian Bi Xian, please tell me, who is the person Yu Xin really likes???"
The huge shock caused by this sentence to Pan Lun's book far exceeded the fear it brought him when he started to write!
After asking this question, it was obvious that Yu Yifei already knew something. In fact, he already knew the truth.
He came to Bixian just to ask about all this!
To know the answer!
"Yifei...there's no need to ask this question, right?"
But, at this moment, the pen began to move and write on the paper!
To be honest, Pan Lunshu really wanted to put the pen away. He also hoped that the pen fairy would write the truth, and was afraid that Yu Yifei would know the truth! However, he also knew that if he forcibly interrupted the process of inviting the pen fairy, the pen fairy would
If you can't send it away, then I'm afraid it will turn into an evil ghost!
Soon, under the influence of the pen, a name was written.
None of the three people moved, they just held the pen, but the pen automatically wrote a name!
This horrific phenomenon made both Pan Lunshu and Qi Ming horrified, but Yu Yifei looked at the familiar name written on the paper very calmly, then raised his head, staring directly at Pan Lunshu with his eyes. .Those eyes seemed to swallow him completely!
On the paper, the words "Pan Lun's Book" were written clearly!
Suddenly, outside the window, a thunder and lightning flashed across the sky! Under the flash of thunder and lightning, Pan Lunshu looked at Yu Yifei who was staring at him. His bloodshot eyes were full of strong hatred and malice, like an evil creature crawling out of hell. ghost!
Heavy rain...is coming!
…
There are still forty-five minutes until the exam ends.
Outside, in addition to the wind and rain, there is also thunder and lightning. The rumble of thunder that appears from time to time is really creepy.
No one knows how many people are still alive in this teaching building.
Dong Xie and Shen Junhao are now walking upstairs. They have reached the fourth floor.
"This rain is really endless..." Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Shen Junhao couldn't help but feel more and more grateful that he had found an umbrella and change of clothes.
He looked at the stairs leading to the fifth floor. That was probably the most dangerous place. In the last test question, it was said that the ghosts distributed on each floor should be written down. However, Shen Junhao was not interested in this question. He has already semi-given up. He can only write "F" hanging ghost on it, but he can't write anything else, and he probably won't get a few points. Judging from the current situation, he can pass, and he has already passed. Thank God.
Passing... can be said to be quite difficult for Shen Junhao now.
Suddenly, he discovered that the eyes of the skull on the examination paper had turned into two slits!
Close your eyes!
Finally closed my eyes!
This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! You absolutely can’t miss it!
So he no longer hesitated and rushed straight towards Dong Xie. He didn't care whether he answered or not, and just looked at the examination paper in his hand!
This opportunity cannot be missed, it will never come back again!
The moment he saw the test paper, he immediately scanned it quickly and memorized all the answers recorded on it!
But... Dong Xie immediately folded the test paper!
"Dong...Dong Xie, please, let me copy the answer!" At this time, Shen Junhao almost knelt down in front of Dong Xie. At this critical moment of life and death, who would care about the gold under the man's knees? ?
"I beg you!"
However, Dong Xie shook his head: "No..."
The skeleton's eyes closed for just a few seconds. After a while, the skeleton's eyes opened again.
The answers he just memorized were only six or seven, and he was too nervous to remember the order. At the same time, he became annoyed, why did he only memorize the answers to single-choice questions? Multiple-choice questions and indefinite items Multiple-choice questions have higher scores!
However, there was no other way. It was better than nothing. He picked up the pen and wrote the answers on the exam paper according to his memory. It was getting closer and closer to the end of the exam. He was even afraid that this would be the last time the skeleton closed its eyes. What if That's right, then just the few questions that I have done so far are just a drop in the bucket, and are far from reaching the passing line! This kind of exam cannot be blinded. If you write the answers randomly, you will die before the end of the exam. Tragic! (To be continued)