The Apocalypse Begins with a Nightmare

Chapter 8: Pen fairy

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In the old house.

Dark and quiet.

The body of the girl lying on the ground nearby had a hideous expression on her face and her eyes were open.

A man in an old-fashioned military coat sat at the table with a pencil in his hand, his arm stretched out, the tip of the pencil resting on the white paper on the table.

Behind this man, a pale figure with black air all over his body stood motionless, and no one could see its appearance clearly.

"This is how we should play. Neither our wrists nor our elbows can touch the table. There seems to be some spell, but I forgot... Let's just make do with it." Lin Mo muttered to himself.

He remembered that it was best to play this game with your eyes closed.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and muttered: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, are you there?"

wait.

The room was eerily quiet except for the sound of Lin Mo talking.

Just when Lin Mo thought nothing would happen, suddenly, Lin Mo felt a cold hand holding his pen-holding hand without any warning.

My fingers were frozen to the point of losing feeling.

Lin Mo opened his eyes immediately.

There was now a figure sitting on the empty chair opposite.

It was a girl wearing a dirty school uniform. She lowered her head, her long hair hung down, her face could not be seen clearly, and she was full of resentment and malice.

Blood dripped down the corners of his clothes.

The ground has been dyed red.

In an instant, a feeling of extreme danger came over him. Lin Mo could feel the hatred from this evil spirit, which was a malicious intent to kill all living people.

Playing the game of Ouija board is actually very dangerous.

Because the thing you attract is likely to be some kind of terrifying evil spirit. It would be fine if you encounter a reasonable evil spirit, but if you encounter an unreasonable one, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck.

Obviously, the one in front of him is unreasonable.

Before Lin Mo even asked a question, it started writing.

The pencil moved.

The power of this evil spirit was so great that Lin Mo's hands began to write on the paper uncontrollably.

die!

You will die!

Every word was filled with malice.

Lin Mo thought to himself that it was not good. The words written with this pencil might become some kind of horrible curse. Just like the poor girl before, she strangled herself to death according to the "death method" written on it.

The lessons from the past are right beside us and we must take them seriously.

No one can guarantee how the death written on paper will actually come true.

What if the way of death written down is bound to come true

Lin Mo definitely wouldn't want to be cursed for no reason.

But his power was obviously no match for the evil spirit opposite him.

The tip of the pen slowly wrote the words on the paper.

you

meeting

quilt

Hanging

Lin Mo watched these words being written, and he knew what the last word was.

It must be the word "death".

The girl just now was strangled to death, and I was hanged.

He definitely couldn't let the other party write the last word, so Lin Mo resisted with all his might.

Most people would be scared to death and ready to be slaughtered if they encountered such a situation. But Lin Mo not only fought the evil spirit with all his strength, but he also prepared a backup plan.

He was about to use his other hand to pull the paper off the table.

Without paper, I want to see how you write.

If you push me too far, I'll even overturn the table.

Despite Lin Mo's best efforts to stop him, the word "death" was still half written.

We can't wait any longer.

Lin Mo was about to take action, but at this moment, something happened that no one expected.

A pale arm suddenly stretched out from behind Lin Mo and held the hand of the Pen Fairy opposite.

Lin Mo was stunned.

The evil spirit of the Pen Fairy on the opposite side was also startled.

Lin Mo could clearly feel the other person's hand trembling.

The scene at this moment was that Lin Mo was holding a pen, and the evil spirit of the Pen Fairy opposite was holding his hand, and the pale ghost behind Lin Mo also stretched out his hand and held the hand of that evil spirit.

A three-way balance of power

Such unexpected situations are not common.

Lin Mo stopped preparing to pull out the paper.

He planned to wait and see. As long as the last word "death" was not written, it would not become a curse. It would not become a real curse, so he would not have to be afraid.

Now it's the pale ghost and the evil spirit of the Pen Fairy that start wrestling.

In the room, some pots and pans began to vibrate, and some fell directly to the ground and smashed into pieces. There were also some strange noises and sounds, like whispers and curses.

The power of these two people is much greater than Lin Mo, and Lin Mo can feel that the power of the pale ghost seems to be greater.

The evil spirit of the Pen Fairy was suppressed.

Lin Mo also took advantage of this time to quickly analyze the current situation.

He probably knew why the pale ghost suddenly wanted to intervene.

This is not the other party's kindness in helping me.

On the contrary, the one who wants to kill me the most right now is probably this pale ghost.

Lin Mo could feel that after countless attempts to lure him back failed, the pale ghost became angry, and he could clearly feel the anger and hatred that resulted from it.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the pale ghost does not want to die at the hands of others.

It wants to let itself die in its own way.

Just like a lion eyeing its prey, it will never let a mane dog snatch it away.

The current situation is still very dangerous, but it is also because of this that Lin Mo saw an opportunity.

He stretched out his left hand like lightning, pulled the paper off the table, then stood up and kicked the table over.

There was a loud bang.

The strange noise in the room disappeared instantly.

The two ghosts withdrew their hands at the same time.

The pale ghost stopped and remained motionless at this moment.

The evil spirit of the Pen Fairy on the opposite side disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.

However, Lin Mo knew that the other party did not leave, but hid in the pencil in his hand.

A normal person who encountered what happened just now would definitely never dare to play with the Pen Fairy again, but Lin Mo was obviously different from a normal person.

Mainly, he really had questions to ask.

He rearranged the table that had fallen to the ground, then took out a piece of letter paper from the side and placed it on top.

Sitting down, Lin Mo stretched out his arm, holding the pen, and placed the tip of the pen on the paper.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, it was just a small misunderstanding just now, let's try again."

"… "

Waited for a while.

No movement.

Lin Mo opened his eyes a little, saw that the chair opposite was empty, and continued: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, are you there?"

"Pen Fairy, are you there?"

"Are you there?"

"… "

After asking persistently for more than ten times, Lin Mo finally felt a cold little hand holding his hand hesitantly.

Lin Mo was a little excited.

Late, but here it comes finally.

This pen fairy was obviously a very vicious evil spirit. When it first came, it cursed and killed people without letting anyone speak. But Lin Mo had a pale ghost staring at him, so other evil spirits had to queue up behind him if they wanted to kill him.

After realizing this truth, Lin Mo, who had no idea what fear was, began to become a little unscrupulous.

At this moment, guided by the cold little hand, the tip of the pen wrote a crooked word.

"I am here!"

Lin Mo immediately asked: "Can I ask you a question?"

This time, the Pen Fairy responded quickly. It held Lin Mo's hand and wrote a line of words on the paper.

“I can only answer three questions a day.”

Only three

Lin Mo was a little distressed, as his problems were obviously more than just this number.

But no matter what, it's better to have something than nothing.

But what Lin Mo didn't expect was that the Pen Fairy added another sentence.

"You've already asked two questions."

What

Lin Mo widened his eyes and recalled it carefully. Damn, it was true.

The first sentence is 'Are you there?'

The second sentence is 'Can I ask you a question?'

Does this count as well

Lin Mo cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. What if the other party replied with "forget it", then the three questions for today would be asked.

Lin Mo suspected that this was the Pen Fairy's deliberate revenge for what happened just now, but he had no evidence.

Lin Mo only had one chance to ask a question, so he naturally cherished it.

After thinking about it, Lin Mo summarized and refined his questions, and then asked a question.

"I want to ask, who is the mastermind behind bringing us into this nightmare world?"

This question seems to be asked inexplicably, but it is actually very tricky and has presupposed many premises.

This means that as long as you answer this question, you can answer multiple questions.

For example, was this incident a natural disaster or a man-made disaster

The difference between these two is huge.

Lin Mo assumed it was a man-made disaster.

And there is a mastermind behind the scenes.

If the Pen Fairy says there is no mastermind behind the scenes, it is a natural disaster; if it says there is, it is a man-made disaster, and you can also know who did it. This is much easier than asking step by step.

Applying game theory, Lin Mo is actively trying to understand the world's background.

Maybe the official staff knew something, but they might not tell him. So Lin Mo could only use his own method to find the answer from this dark world.

This time, the pencil did not move, and the Pen Fairy did not answer the question immediately.

Lin Mo was not in a hurry either.

After a long time, the pencil finally moved.

But this time, Lin Mo could feel the Pen Fairy's hand trembling a little. It wrote the number '404' on the paper. Just as it was about to write the next word, the pencil tip seemed to be unable to bear the weight and broke with a snap.

Then there was a scream.

The voice was sharp, piercing, and contained a hint of fear.

Lin Mo was confused and looked up, but the Pen Fairy had disappeared.

Gone again

After that, no matter how Lin Mo summoned, the Pen Fairy did not respond and did not appear again.

What happened

Lin Mo was a little confused, recalling what happened just now. It seemed that the Pen Fairy had detected something horrible and was suddenly hit hard.

Otherwise, he wouldn't scream so miserably.

Lin Mo looked at the pencil in his hand. The tip of the pencil was broken. If he wanted to write again, he would have to sharpen it again with a pencil sharpener.

However, it was really unexpected that this cursed object inhabited by an evil spirit would be damaged.

What caused all this was the questions I asked myself.

The '404' on the paper is undoubtedly a very important clue.

Lin Mo stared at it for a while and had a guess in his mind.

"What the Pen Fairy wants to express is definitely not that the web page cannot be found. I guess this should be a room number, right?"