"Are you a pen fairy? Tick or cross."
"Are you moving? Are you coming?"
"Looks like it's moving? It's like..."
"I, my hands are shaking a little..."
The college students on the screen lowered their voices and chatted, and the expressions on their faces were both excited and expectant. The silver pen made a trembling tick, which excited everyone.
shaking hands? people trembling? There is still a ghost manipulating the pen... Under the flickering candlelight, everyone's expressions are reflected. 'Try to ask another question? ' someone suggested.
"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy...does Pan Yong like me?"
The pen moved and clicked on No. The girl's complexion suddenly turned ugly, and she even wanted to slam her pen and walk away, but the classmate next to her persuaded her and started the second question.
"Pen Xian Bi Xian, can I succeed in the postgraduate entrance examination?"
This time the pen moved and drew a cross.
"Fuck! There is no pen fairy at all! Did you move the strokes on purpose?" Several girls quarreled, and they stopped holding the pens in vain. With a click, the pen landed on the paper and rolled two times Circle, about to roll to the edge and fall off the stool... suddenly stopped. It was as if an invisible hand held the pen.
But they didn't find out, and they were still arguing.
"I didn't use any force at all! My own problems were also beaten!"
There was no result, the third girl coughed lightly and asked: "Bi Xian Bi Xian, does my boyfriend still love me?"
"Why are you asking, there's nothing wrong with this. It's all a lie. We haven't even held a pen, how could it be..." The pen rolled to the center of the paper, and the first girl angrily Point down, and slowly, straighten up.
A big fork landed on the paper.
"… how come…
"A magnet? Did you play a trick?"
"Really, really... one day."
Scared, shocked, unbelievable.
"Pen Xian Bi Xian, can I have good luck this year?"
"Pen Xian Bi Xian, can I be with my boyfriend forever?"
…
The girls asked a lot of questions on twitter, but most of the answers here from Bixian were negative. At this point, they couldn't help but get frustrated. "Forget it, don't play, let's send it away."
The fourth student who had been watching suddenly looked up at the pen: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, are you really a Pen Fairy?"
The silver pen stood upright in the air, but did not draw a hook or cross. Everyone's faces became ugly, until the pen moved again and drew a tick. They were relieved.
"Pen Xian Bi Xian, you're here today, okay?"
"goodbye."
…
The pen fell suddenly on the paper, startling them. "Is this sent away or not?"
"I don't know either. Should I go? Pen Fairy?"
They wanted to say more, but suddenly there was a loud knock on the bedroom door. Jiang Xiaoli raised her eyebrows when she heard that, and saw the group of students startled. They were so frightened that they didn't dare to open the door even looking around. Until a voice came from outside the door: "What time are you still sleeping? We have morning classes tomorrow!"
—It turned out to be someone from another dormitory. False alarm.
They looked at each other and laughed, then opened the door to apologize, and hurriedly put away the stool, paper and pen. Pat, when the paper was rolled up, the pen slipped from the paper, and when it fell into the void, a fork was suddenly drawn.
A ray of red light suddenly flashed on the silver pen case, and then disappeared.
They just put away their things and then went to the bathroom to wash their faces and go to sleep, but before they climbed into bed to put out the candles, a roommate found the pen: "Oh, why did it fall on the floor." Pick it up and put it on the table. Then climbed into bed.
"Is someone going to die tonight?" Jiang Xiaoli and Li Hongying bit their ears, she looked at the camera and took a close-up of the pen on the table, squinting her eyes in fear, for fear of something popping out or coming sound effects.
In fact, only a ghost Jiang Xiaoli is not so afraid now, but if the things that come out suddenly appear and startle you, she will be afraid even if it is not a ghost. Mainly it's not good for the heart either.
The picture continues to advance, the night is deep, the quiet bedroom, and then it gradually dawns, and the sun shines in bit by bit. The camera moved to the pen again, but the surface of the silver pen seemed to be stained with a layer of light red.
"Get up, get up! The counselor is going to roll the roll today!"
In the turmoil of the early morning, some people rushed into the toilet, some people brushed their teeth and washed their faces outside, but in the midst of the noise, someone suddenly called "Huang Qingqing", but there was no response.
The camera pans to the comforter of a pink cloud bulging on the bed.
"Huang Qingqing, get up quickly! If you don't get up again, I will write a review!... You won't pretend to be sick again, right? Hey!"
Another roommate came out of the toilet and hurried to squeeze toothpaste. After washing his face, the roommate smeared it on his face and screamed a few more times.
"Qingqing? Are you okay? Have a fever?"
After calling for so long, the person on the bed didn't respond at all. It's just too weird. But they didn't seem to think directly about the supernatural death, as if they had long forgotten the game of "Pen Fairy" when they woke up. Another roommate finished wiping his face, climbed onto the bed while holding onto the railing, and was about to lift the quilt and call for someone, but as soon as the quilt was lifted—
"..." Bang Dang
She fell straight down, her eyes widened, she pointed at the top and couldn't speak, as if she lost her voice in an instant. She probably wanted to scream, she looked overly frightened, the one who brushed her teeth ran over to help her up with a toothbrush in her mouth, and asked vaguely what was wrong, the other roommate was puzzled and climbed up to take a look—
It's all blood.
The quilt, the pillow, and the bed were all soaked in blood. The deceased was the first girl to ask the question. She slept under the quilt with her eyes closed, looking very peaceful. If it wasn't for a big hole and blood on her neck, no one would think she was dead.
… The counselor contacts the parents, and the police cordon off the scene.
"Stuck to death with a pen? Didn't you hear anything at night? How is it possible!"
"Pen fairy? What pen fairy? Classmates, calm down."
…
The second person died in the toilet. After getting out of bed to go to the toilet late at night, there was no one else. When the roommates got up in the morning and opened the door... only to find her head down in the toilet pit, with a blood hole still on her neck.
The dormitory was sealed and they changed dorms. Parents came to cry and make trouble, the school lost money, and there were waves of reporters. The police have become regular visitors here, but they can't find out what's going on. The headmaster invited a Taoist priest to do it, chanting the burning charm, but he couldn't resist the death of the third person.
Then a fourth roommate, followed by a third roommate's boyfriend. They were indeed together forever, just not as living beings. Everything was over, and finally the camera fell on the pen on the table again. The pen is no longer the original silvery white, but has turned a dark red blood color. It seems to be soaked in blood all year round, the color soaked in blood.
click
The sound of the theater door being locked.
The blood-colored pen on the screen rolled up and rolled, and it rolled to the edge of the table. The camera suddenly approached it, and then the pen fell down—falling to the ground.
All the audience can clearly see that it falls from the corner of the table, passes through the screen, and falls directly on the ground in front of the projection hall.
"What's going on?! Is that a pen? How, how could it be!—"
"Is the movie over yet? Turn on the lights! Open the door! I'm going out, I'm going out!"
The guests shouted, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. Jiang Xiaoli caught a glimpse of a person in the front row who secretly took out a talisman and stuck it on his chest, emitting a faint golden light, which was extremely eye-catching in the dark auditorium.
As Jiang Xiaoli guessed, the gate was locked, and the staff stood at the gate, not giving anyone a chance to leave.
"This is the most high-end virtual reality technology introduced by our cruise ship, and it is a perfect enjoyment that all guests can't miss~" The staff guarded the door with a smile and whispered softly.
A desperate NPC wanted to rush out, and he pushed the staff to open the door, but he couldn't open the door after fiddled with for a long time. The red pen on the ground gradually emitted red mist, and finally condensed a red figure, which gradually materialized. Long black hair hung in front of his face to cover his facial features, and he was wearing a long red dress mopping the floor, walking towards the NPC at the door step by step.
The blood splatter is just a matter of movement. A blood hole appeared in the back of the NPC's head, and then fell straight down. The staff on both sides were still smiling, and even wiped off the blood splattered on their faces with their fingers, and sucked it in their mouths.
The red dress gradually turned around and looked towards the auditorium.
"Three minutes! The progress bar ends in three minutes!" A guest looked at the empty desktop on the curtain and found a progress bar popping up under the video? The progress bar was advancing slowly. Looking at the time marked on it, the movie would be over in three minutes.
But how could they persist for three minutes
This reminder might have offended the red dress, she rushed over with her long skirt flying, and the audience in the first row was directly facing her. Jiang Xiaoli saw that the person who had pasted a talisman on his body pulled the NPC next to him and threw it into the arms of the red-clothed NPC, then stepped on the chair nimbly and turned backwards.
This is actually nothing, the main reason is that when he continued to turn over, he turned over the Coke that Li Hongying had placed beside him.
Almost in the next moment, the golden talisman on his chest shone brightly, and then disappeared.
"Ah?!—" The man didn't understand what happened, he covered his chest in panic, and then continued to run back. He looked in horror at the red-clothed people in the first row who were eating people wantonly. He didn't even think about why the amulet was suddenly consumed after he ran so far.
The entire auditorium was in chaos, even though it wasn't full of people, it was still a mess. Li Hongying held Jiang Xiaoli's hand and leaned on the seat with her without moving.
Li Hongying didn't seem nervous at all, even the "pen fairy" who appeared here seemed to be only in red. Even, in this terrifying and tense atmosphere, the ghost actually managed to say in a slightly cool tone: "With me here, no ghost can touch a single hair of your hair."