"Tsk, this pen fairy is just fake."
Lin Qingrong said disdainfully.
Sure enough, these unscientific things don't exist.
It's a shame that she still had some expectations.
"Yeah, this pen fairy doesn't exist at all.
Alas, we are so serious."
Another boy who also participated in the experiment said with a smile.
He didn't notice that the pen was shaking slightly at this time.
He thought it was It was that person's hands that were shaking, and he suddenly said: "Whose hands?
Don't shake them."
After hearing his words, the remaining three people, including Lin Qingrong, looked at each other in surprise, because none of their hands moved.
"Not me" "Not me either."
"I'm not moving either.
Who is moving?"
Lin Qingrong asked in surprise, since he said so, who is shaking?
"Everyone, look!"
Wang Target, who had been watching them at this time, also noticed something was wrong.
The expressions on their faces seemed to be telling no lies.
Since it wasn't them, then only "Look, the pen is shaking!"
Wang Target pointed at the pen and shouted.
"What?"
everyone exclaimed.
Suddenly everyone's eyes turned away, even the audience watching the live broadcast.
They sat in front of the computer or straightened their mobile phones to watch the scene on the screen carefully.
Although they didn't know if it was acting, this did make them Cheer up.
At this time, the faces of the four people holding the pens were turning pale, because they felt the deepest feelings, and the pens were shaking faster and faster, almost numbing them.
Lin Qingrong's face could not have been more pale, because she was the only one among the four who did not believe this at all, but now she did not believe it, because she felt that a strange presence had descended on her body, making her whole body tremble.
Cold.
Not only her, but also the other three people felt the same way.
Although that existence did nothing, it had already made their bodies gradually become colder, but their hands were still holding the pen.
It's not that they don't let go, it's that they can't let go At this time, they can only bite the bullet and continue.
They have reached this point and it is impossible to give up because they simply cannot let go of the pen.
"Bixian, Bixian, are you here?"
Lin Qingrong asked softly.
I saw the brush moving slightly, drawing circles around the word "yes" in "yes or no" on the paper.
This scene made the hairs of everyone present stand on end.
The pen fairy is really here.
Seeing this scene, Wang Target also had a drop of cold sweat on his head.
This immortality really does exist, because they all saw the frightened expressions on the faces of Lin Qingrong and the others.
Unless they were Hollywood acting kings, they would not The performance will be so realistic.
At this time, Lin Qingrong watched blankly as the brush continued to draw circles around the words.
No one of them used any force, and the stroke was completely done by himself.
This piece of paper was filled with words, because they also checked the information on the Internet and knew that Bi Xian could not write, so they wrote these and asked Bi Xian to draw circles to answer.
Originally, she had canceled the preparation of this paper.
People, now that Bixian is really here, I don’t know whether it’s good or bad.
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Lin Qingrong had complicated thoughts in his heart, but he didn't speak anymore, because everyone spoke in order, and if he spoke more, he would arouse Bixian's anger.
"So Nabixian, are you from that dynasty?"
the girl above Lin Qingrong asked.
At this time, the pen first drew a circle on the Ming Dynasty of "Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing".
Just when everyone thought that the pen fairy really came from the Ming Dynasty, the pen moved again.
I started drawing circles in the Qing Dynasty, then in the Republic of China and modern times, and even started to scribble.
Such actions surprised everyone.
What the hell is going on?
Has Bixian gone crazy?
In fact, the number of pens in each person is different, and usually there are multiple.
You have to ask the pens themselves.
Sometimes they will compete for pens to talk.
When the handwriting and personality in a game are different, and the speeches of the pens are always different.
When there is a contradiction, most likely they will start talking over each other.
Anyway, when Shengguang brought Lin Qingrou and the girls to the balcony, they saw a large group of people sitting around a table in silence.
Only the four people on the table were talking.
Especially Shengguang and Lin Qingrou, who had the energy seeds, were not like this.
They saw several "people" standing behind the four people at the table, especially Lin Qingrou.
Although she had received a trace of energy seeds before, the natural growth rate of such a small amount of energy was not slow, but the time was still too short to nourish her body so that she could see ghosts.
But just after meeting the Holy Light, it began to grow significantly.
In fact, this was also done by the Holy Light.
Her body was still too weak, so she gave a little bit to speed up the growth of the energy seeds.
After all, she was the first one here.
Fanatic believers will naturally be treated more favorably.
Lin Qingrou was frightened when she saw these things that were obviously not living people standing behind her sister.
Fortunately, she covered her mouth in time and did not yell out, otherwise she would have suffered.
Shengguang was smoking a cigarette while watching those people who wanted to die asking Bixian questions.
Maybe they didn't know that every time they asked a question, the ghosts behind them would absorb a little of their essence.
They really thought that Bixian was a Good stuff?
You ask questions and they answer them, which naturally requires a fee.
They don't need money, so they naturally absorb the essence of living people to strengthen themselves.
Seeing this, Shengguang shook his head helplessly.
They came not too late.
These few people only asked a few questions.
The energy absorbed was not too much.
They should be almost recovered after going back to rest for about a week. , if you were sucked, you might die suddenly on the spot.
Didn't you see that the faces of the four boys and girls were already a little listless?
That was the result of their essence being sucked away.
Fortunately, it wasn't too much.
"Haha, you are really seeking death."
Shengguang really admires their spirit of seeking death.
If they play this kind of game, aren't they afraid that they will be killed by Bixian?
Bi Xian is not a good ghost, but an evil ghost.
"Uncle, please save my sister."
Lin Qingrou saw those ghosts absorbing an unknown gas behind her sister.
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Although she didn't know what it was, she knew that she couldn't do it when she saw her sister's face getting worse and worse.
It went on like that.
"Okay, I will save them, but not now."
Holy Light said, then looked at the crowd mixed with ghosts and smiled coldly, "After all, the real behind-the-scenes hasn't come out yet."
"Behind the scenes" a girl looked at the crowd and murmured after hearing Sheng Guang's words.
Although she couldn't see it, but after hearing Sheng Guang and Lin Qingrou's words, she thought they must be ghosts.
Although they didn't know when Lin Qingrou would be able to see ghosts, they also felt a conspiracy coming after hearing Holy Light's words.
"Yeah, don't you think that such a little pen fairy is the murderer who killed many people before?"
Shengguang said with a curl of his lips.
"Isn't it?"
"Of course not, there are even more sinister ones."
Sheng Guang looked in another direction, his eyes were cold, and he dared to peek at me At this time, something changed in Lin Qingrong.
A boy who was watching didn't know if he had a brain twitch or something, but he shouted towards Lin Qingrong, or to be precise towards the pen: "Bi Xian, you How did he die?"
At this moment, everyone except him was silent.
Lin Qingrong's expression became very bad, very bad.
Everyone who knew Bixian knew the taboo, that is, you must not ask how Bixian died, otherwise no one will know what will happen when the time comes.
But now someone actually asked, what is most afraid of is not others, but the four people holding the pen, because they were summoned, and they will definitely be the first to suffer.
Lin Qingrong looked at the proud-looking boy and said harshly, "Hou Zai, you are very good."
"Hehe, of course I'm fine, you should pay more attention to yourself, beauty Lin Qingrong, haha, I asked you to reject me in the first place, hahaha."
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