After hearing this, my face turned dark, and I thought to myself that these young people are really tired of life. They are doing so well. Why should they feel uncomfortable when they have nothing to do? As the old saying goes, it is easier to invite gods than to send them away. Is the pen fairy so easy to invite?
?
I planned Xiaoqing to say, "That is to say, your classmates gathered together and played a little game of inviting the pen fairy in mid-July, and then they got into trouble, right?"
Xiaoqing nodded and looked at Xia Meng, indicating that she would have to say it herself.
Xia Meng then narrated in a trembling voice, "When we invited the pen fairy, there were a total of eleven people participating. At that time, no one took it seriously, they were just trying to be fresh. Unexpectedly, half of them were invited, and the villa
The lights inside suddenly went dark, and even the candles we placed on the table turned green, and then, I...I saw a dark shadow standing behind Sun Meng..."
I said, "Who is Sun Meng?"
Xia Meng said with a sad face, "She has...died in a car accident!"
"died?"
My heart skipped a beat, feeling that this might be troublesome.
As mentioned before, when ghosts harm people, they usually just play pranks, use the yin energy to blindfold the eyes, or create some illusions of ghosts breaking into walls, making people feel scared and intimidated.
Only relatively high-level evil spirits or ghosts are capable of harming people. So, the person they invited should be a vicious spirit.
Xia Meng's face turned pale, and she nodded nervously and said, "Yes... Actually, more than one person died. Sun Meng was the first to die. A week after her accident, Chen Tao, who participated in this game, also died due to an accident.
Then there is Li Jun..."
I gradually frowned, "Three people have died?"
"Well!" Xia Meng said as she leaned on Xiaoqing's shoulder, her face getting paler and paler. "When Sun Meng died, we thought it was a coincidence and didn't think about it on Bixian's side until it happened.
Only after the second and third deaths did everyone realize that all this might be related to the pen fairy game."
I sighed and said, "You guys are really good at playing. How long has it been since you hired a pen fairy?"
"28 days!" A fat man wearing glasses suddenly raised his hand and said.
I pondered, "Is it true that since we invited the Pen Immortal, someone will die every seven days?"
"Yes..." Xia Meng's voice became even lower, and he lowered his head, trembling. Everyone including the other people in the box also showed inexplicable expressions of fear.
It is obvious that one person died in seven days, the second one died in fourteen days, and the third person died on the 21st day. This also shows that the fourth person who died will definitely die on the 28th day.
Death suddenly.
That is tonight!
Thinking of this, I sighed helplessly, looked around, and said, you guys are so capable of seeking death. How can I protect eight people in such a big battle at once?
As soon as he finished speaking, a relatively complaining-looking young man stood up, snorted, then turned to look at Xiaoqing, and said angrily, "Xiaoqing, can your cousin see things? I think he is quite
The young one should be a few years older than us, is he still considered a master?"
Xiao Qing said quickly, "Zhang Hao, don't get excited. My cousin does know how to catch ghosts. At the end of last year, I lost my soul once, and my cousin helped me find it..."
Before Xiao Qing could finish speaking, the young man named Zhang Hao was already impatient and snorted and said, "Are soul-losing and ghost-catching the same thing? What we encountered this time are serious ghosts. Three people have already died."
If it’s lost, even if you want to help us, why don’t you invite someone with real skills to come over?”
I don’t like hearing this anymore. What’s going on? I’m giving you a 40% discount to help you settle the matter, but you still think I look unprofessional?
In front of Xiaoqing, I tried not to have an attack. I glanced at Zhang Hao and said, "Why aren't you afraid?"
Zhang Hao chuckled and said, "What am I afraid of? Bi Xian only kills one person every seven days. There are eight of us here. There is a one-eighth chance that it won't be my turn no matter what. I'm so scared!"
This guy speaks a little arrogantly, and his tone is full of superiority. Judging from his clothes, his family must be quite wealthy. He is used to looking at people through his nostrils. Even when he answers questions, he looks very cool.
I don't like dealing with pricks the most. Since people don't think highly of my abilities, I don't bother to remind him how serious this matter is, so I shrugged and said, "You're not afraid of death at all when it comes to relationships, so why are you looking for me?"
,Excuse me!
As soon as I finished speaking, I turned around and left. Xiaoqing hurriedly followed me, grabbed my arm and said, Brother, what's the matter with you? You're such a big man, why do you think you are the same as my classmate?
Xia Meng, who was beside me, also cautiously followed me, biting her lip and trying to persuade me, "Brother Lin, just do it, stay here, don't leave us hanging here, I'm afraid..."
As the girl spoke, tears as big as two beans came out of her eyes, and they all fell on her feet.
I sighed, shook my head and said, "It's not that I don't want to save anyone, but there are too many of you. Do you understand? Bixian kills people without any rules. He randomly selects targets among the eight of you. I am alone.
How can you keep track of eight targets? We can't find a rope to tie you together, right?"
Zhang Hao started to sneer again and said that if you don't have the ability, just say so. Why are you pretending to be serious? It's not like I don't have money to hire other masters.
Okay, I'm talking too much.
I shook my head and was about to leave again, but Xiaoqing held me tightly, "Brother, are you so cruel? I can ignore others. Xia Meng is my best friend. If you don't care, I will definitely become angry with you."
!”
well……
I turned around and said to my ancestors, why do you always like to do things that give me a headache? Well, let’s do this, eight of you, come with me and go back to my office tonight. After tonight, I will do it for you.
Think about it.
The office is a geomantic treasure place specially chosen by Chen Xuanyi, and he has set up a magic circle to exorcise ghosts. As long as he brings these eight young people back, he will definitely be able to survive the night.
By the way, I'll call Chen Xuanyi back. With this serious Taoist priest present, I think there won't be much of a problem.
After listening to my suggestion, everyone in the box nodded and stood up impatiently. Only the brat named Sun Hao was a little unconvinced and said sarcastically from the side, "You can really guarantee the safety of the eight of us."
, if someone dies again, who is responsible?"
"I said you are..."
I was a little angry. If Xiaoqing hadn't been holding my arm, I couldn't help but slap this guy in the mouth. Xia Meng couldn't stand it any longer. He turned to look at Zhang Hao and asked, "Can you please pay attention to your tone, Brother Lin?"
You are here to help us, why do you always have this attitude?
Zhang Hao chuckled and turned away, "He is willing to help us sincerely, and it's not just for money..."
Well, in fact, what this young man said is not unreasonable. I am a businessman, and I am in business. If it is not for remuneration, who would be willing to meddle in such nosy matters?
This Zhang Hao gave me such a bad first impression, so I said this to him and doubled the remuneration without any discount!