"It's time to start playing Pen Fairy. Get ready."
"Wait... I have to pee urgently, I need to go to the toilet first."
"Are you suffering from kidney problems, or are you scared before it even starts?"
"Go away."
Wow…
…crash.
A group of men and women were talking and laughing loudly when the sound of toilet flushing came. Lu Jun turned his head to look at them. Ever since he lived with his cousin for a while, he suddenly found that these people were childish and ridiculous. He sighed, retracted his gaze and looked out the window. There were not many people on the street outside the hotel. The street lights on both sides were dim, flickering "hiss~~hiss~~". He seemed to see a faint flash of darkness passing through the range of the lights. He opened his eyes wide and was about to take a closer look when he felt the vibration of the number he dialed. He quickly put it to his ear and put on a smile on his face.
"Good evening, cousin. Have you had dinner? How is your uncle? Did you get any points?"
A series of questions made Lu Liangsheng on the other end of the phone stunned. He tilted his head to look at his master who was huddled side by side with the Taoist on the sofa outside the bedroom, frantically pressing the screen of his mobile phone, revealing half of his long tongue. He occasionally looked up at Lao Sun's mobile phone, waved his webbed hands to open the old donkey that was sticking its mouth and nose out, and pointed excitedly.
"Well, it seems that your uncle is working hard..."
Putting down the Chinese book in his hand, Lu Liangsheng just wanted to take a break. He held up his mobile phone in the air, picked up a pen, and while talking, he transferred the content of his lesson preparation to his notebook.
As the vigorous brush stroked each stroke, he continued, "Why don't you rest so late? Do you have anything to ask?"
"Hehe, that's not the case. I just miss my uncle and cousin."
On the other end of the phone, Lu Jun heard that the people beside the two beds had already started playing a game of Ouija board games. He subconsciously moved his feet, distanced himself and walked to the window corner.
"Do you have anyone else over there?"
Hearing some voices and the sound of sobbing wind blowing through the window, Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly and paused his pen. When Lu Jun said that someone from the same crew as him was playing the psychic game, the scholar finally relaxed his brows. Although he didn't understand what the psychic game was, the word "psychic" generally didn't mean anything good, so he warned, "Don't play around."
Lu Jun felt warm at heart when he heard this and chuckled twice, "No, I'm born timid!" As he said that, he remembered what the director said to him this afternoon, and hurriedly called his cousin on the other end of the phone to tell him about the guest appearance.
"Acting? Me?"
Lu Liangsheng wrote a line, vacated the next line, looked at the flickering candlelight on the table, and smiled, "That's not necessary. There are still a few days before the high school entrance examination. Students in several classes need to improve their language knowledge..." Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt a rustling sound on the phone that ordinary people couldn't hear. He stopped talking and changed his tone: "Lu Jun, is there anyone else around you?"
Over there, facing his cousin's question, Lu Jun looked around and saw nothing different. He was about to say, "No..." He turned his sight and saw the candle in the bedroom flickering. The moment it lit up, he seemed to see a human-shaped black shadow standing in the corner of the wall beside the bed. It was so blurry that he could not see clearly. He thought it was one of the men and women playing with the Ouija board over there. He turned his sight and counted the number of people.
"There are enough people... Strange..."
He murmured something and looked at the corner, but the figure was gone. Thinking of what they had just said about this hotel, he felt a little uneasy. He looked between the two beds, among the group of men and women gathered together, and suddenly saw a black shadow floating down on a person. In the flickering firelight, the person trembled, as if he had noticed Lu Jun's gaze, and slowly raised his face, turned his face in the candlelight, and looked at him with gloomy eyes.
Lu Jun's scalp suddenly felt numb, and the chill quickly climbed up his spine and up the back of his neck. He shivered and forgot to answer the question Lu Liangsheng asked on the phone.
He took a step back with trepidation, leaned against the window, and looked at the group of men and women who were still asking about the "Pen Fairy" over there, cursing in his heart.
"What are you still playing with? Turn your head and look. You are playing with your sister's pen fairy. The ghost is among you..."
Lu Jun's head was buzzing and his hands were numb and he couldn't move. He moved his mouth hard to shout over there, but all he came out was a stammering sound, which eventually attracted the attention of the people over there.
"Lu Jun, what's wrong with you?"
"He wasn't playing, why is he so scared? He's too timid. He usually brags to me about his cousin, but he's such a coward, so his cousin isn't much better."
"Don't talk, the Pen Fairy is still here!"
"Hey, do you want to ask him if he's the man who died in this hotel last year?"
"I think it's OK!"
As they were talking, one of them couldn't help but speak first while holding a pencil: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, may I ask if you died in this hotel?"
The pencil under everyone's fingertips suddenly moved and pointed to the word "smile" on the paper. The men and women were stunned for a moment, looking at each other, not knowing what it meant.
"Could it be 'he' who is laughing?"
"Then let me ask again! Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, where are you now?!"
The pencil suddenly turned and pointed at one of them. Everyone turned their eyes and focused on that person's face. The firelight and shadow reflected half of the face. A vague black shadow like a human face smiled in the dim light.
“Ghost!!”
"ah!!"
“Oh my god!!”
After a loud scream, the candle on the bedside table suddenly went out, and the room fell into darkness in an instant. When the woman screamed sharply, Lu Jun, who was standing in front of the window, didn't know where he got the courage from. He screamed "Ah--" and struggled free with numb hands and feet. He picked up a stool and smashed it at the two overlapping backs facing him.
The stool was suspended in mid-air, and above the two overlapping shadows, a blood-stained head turned 180 degrees. The eerie eyes stared straight at Lu Jun, and a smile formed from the corners of the dark green face.
On the opposite side, Lu Jun was also staring blankly at the face in front of him, his breathing becoming more and more urgent. This time he realized that he had acted rashly and done something stupid. He should have run away earlier.
His lips trembled slightly and his face turned pale as he tried to take half a step back.
"Well... that... I don't think I look like a ghost... Let's try it, do you mind?"
'Click... click...'
A sound similar to that of bones twisting came from the figure. A chill instantly spread in the room. The man and woman in the chaos ran to the door and pulled it, but it wouldn't open. They banged on the door and screamed in despair. Someone looked back nervously and saw the possessed man twisting in a strange posture, staggering towards Lu Jun who was standing still.
In the dim light coming from the street outside, a dark shadow was riding on the man's shoulder, with its arm stretched out to grab the slightly plump young man opposite.
The next moment, a ray of golden light lit up from under the young man's neck, filling the room and enveloping the dark shadow. At the moment when the hissing sound of burning was heard, a large golden hand stretched out from the light and slapped out.
A sharp scream of "Ah--" resounded throughout the room, and the black shadow riding on the man's shoulder melted away like snow and drifted in the air. In a breath, the golden light faded from the room, leaving only Lu Jun over there, staggering twice and falling to the floor with a thud. The phone in his hand fell to the side and rolled out.
Between the open collar, a pendant made of several copper coins flashed a faint golden glow.
…
The wind blew through the courtyard. Lu Liangsheng stopped writing, put down his pen with a sigh, and closed the book.
The Toad Taoist priest who seemed to have sensed the commotion outside, just finished a fight and came over with his hands behind his back: "What happened?"
"Lu Jun, you've run into an evil creature. You have some skills, but you've hurt that kid's soul. I think I need to go over there and help his soul to prevent him from becoming demented in the future."
As he spoke, he called the Taoist who was still playing games, blew a whistle, called over the old donkey who was sitting on the sofa with the remote control in his mouth, and Yuelongjian who was watching TV with him, and snapped his fingers.
"We don't have classes these few days, so let's go out for a walk and go to Wa Island to see how Yanzhi is doing. It's time to meet her."
He walked out of the hall, turned off the lights, looked at the starry sky, and pondered for a moment, "I should be able to return to class in ten days or so."