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"This dormitory is different from the previous ones." Zhu Jianing stood at the door of the dormitory, seemingly ready to run back at any time: "It feels a bit like an escape room. The clues to the exit are probably hidden in Is it here?”
“I don’t know, it’s the first time I’ve seen a haunted house with such a high degree of freedom. The owner is really caring and not afraid of tourists getting into trouble.” Fei Youliang walked to the chair and picked it up casually. Those pieces of white paper had written on them - When will I die? How will I die? Who will die next?
"Looking at this scene is a bit like a pen fairy game, but..." Fei Youliang looked at the ballpoint pen wrapped with transparent tape on the chair: "Isn't this pen too weird?"
"Is there any mechanism?" Zhu Jianing also came over, took the ballpoint pen in his hand, pressed it hard a few times, and almost broke the pen barrel: "It seems to be a very ordinary pen."
p>"Do you still remember what the owner of the haunted house said before he came in?"
"The haunted house contains four small scenes. You must experience them all to get clues about the exit."
"Yes, the clues to the exit are hidden in four small scenes. Let's look for them carefully. From my experience, there should be keys and notes in this dormitory. ."
The dormitory is not big, and the two of them searched every corner but found no clue.
"This haunted house is a bit difficult, and the design is also very clever." Fei Youliang flattened the white paper in his hand on the table. There were words written on three papers, but only one was blank: "Do I have to experience the Bixian game once to know the answer?"
"It's not good to play the Bixian game in a haunted house." Zhu Jianing looked at the few questions on the white paper and felt a little flustered.
"Of the four small scenes in the haunted house, this one seems to be simpler. Don't use it as a breakthrough. Are you going to go back to that classroom to look for clues?" Fei Youliang asked impatiently. He started: "Besides, do you really think there is a pen fairy in this world? Come here quickly and give it a try. If it doesn't work, just leave."
He didn't know what went wrong. He always felt uncomfortable and depressed. The negative emotions are aroused, and there is an urge to destroy everything.
Zhu Jianing reluctantly walked to the opposite side of Fei Youliang, and the two stood on either side of the chair, one on the left and the other on the right.
“But I don’t know the process of the game.”
“Don’t worry, I have watched many movies about Pen Fairy and tried it several times at home a long time ago. It's a lie. This game can be explained by science." Fei Youliang held the pen vertically and hovered over the only blank piece of paper: "Put your finger between my fingers, clasp the pen barrel, and then. Don't worry about anything."
"Okay." Zhu Jianing trusted Fei Youliang and squatted on the side of the chair, holding the ballpoint pen in the middle: "What to do next?"
"Just keep quiet." Fei Youliang wrote the words yes and no on the white paper, and waited untilWhen there was no more noise in the girls' dormitory, she said softly: "Bixian, Bixian, you are my past life, and I am your present life. If you want to come, just draw a circle on the paper."
As soon as he finished speaking, the half-open door of the dormitory was suddenly blown by a gust of wind.
The dilapidated door slowly opened, revealing a dead corridor outside.
Zhu Jianing shuddered and shrank toward the room.
“Don’t move.” Fei Youliang stared at the tip of the pen, his body like a stone statue.
The dark wind lingers in the dormitory, and the waste paper on the ground scratches the calf, as if someone has lightly scratched it with nails. The temperature drops, and the chill spreads up the ankle,
Keep the same Movement, when in a state of high tension, people's senses will become more sensitive, which is undoubtedly a kind of torture for the two people playing the pen fairy game.
The shabby girls' dormitory seemed to have become darker, and the stained sheets were touched by something, as if someone was crawling out from under the bed.
About ten seconds later, the two men's arms hovering in the air began to tremble slightly, and the pen tip also left a series of unconnected dots on the white paper.
"Isn't Bixian coming?" Zhu Jianing endured it for a long time and finally asked. He really couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere.
“In many movies, it is said that the time to ask for a pen fairy is ten minutes. If there is no response within ten minutes, it means failure. However, this thing is originally made up by people. Many times, the reason why players think The appearance of Bixian is actually a psychological effect." Fei Youliang asked him to wait patiently: "This place is one of the four scenes mentioned by the owner of the haunted house. Let's do it according to his request and see what new things he can play. Tricks."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ballpoint pen in his hand shook slightly, and both of them noticed it.
"Did you move it?"
They both said in unison, looking at each other, and both saw a hint of surprise on each other's faces.
"It's not me." Zhu Jianing quickly denied it. Before he could get over the fear brought by those eyes, he encountered this thing again, with a nervous expression: "You Liang, you said it can't be true. Is Bixian here? ”
“It’s impossible. Bixian’s game only uses the environment and game methods to bring psychological hints. The game time is deliberately arranged to be very long. With the arms hanging in the air, it will be affected by breathing, The pulse is shaking involuntarily, so this situation occurs." Fei Youliang seemed to be trying to convince himself, and added: "People subconsciously imagine that the pen is moving on its own, and the subconscious mind will affect subjective judgment."
Just after he finished speaking, the pen in his hand moved again, this time very obviously.
The two looked at each other and looked at the white paper at the same time. The scattered dots on the paper were connected by a line, forming an irregular circle.
"Damn! It seems like it's really coming!" Zhu Jianing wanted to pull his hand back, but was caught by Fei Youliang at the critical moment.
"Whether it isIf you are really a pen wizard, you should continue to play. "
"Why? ”
“If it is a real pen fairy and ends the game without sending it away, it will haunt it until death; if it is a fake pen fairy, we will not let it go at all. Don’t be afraid, everything is just a game session arranged by the owner of the haunted house. "
"Then what do you think we should do next? "
"Ask questions and then send Bixian away. "Fei Youliang can still keep calm.
"What are you asking? What about the other questions on those white papers? "Zhu Jianing pointed to a few pieces of white paper next to him.
"This is a trap. You must not ask about death-related things when playing the Bixian game. We can just ask about irrelevant things. ”
“Irrelevant question? "
"Just let me come. Fei Youliang held on to Zhu Jianing's hand. After a moment of pause, he signaled to Zhu Jianing to keep quiet and said softly: "Bixian, Bixian, can you tell me the name of my future wife?" "
It was just a casual question, but what Fei Youliang didn't expect was that after he said this question, the dark wind in the girls' dormitory suddenly stopped, and an extremely suppressed breath came from him. Emitted from behind.
The pens in their hands shook more and more violently, and they quickly wrote three words on the white paper.
"Go to hell!" ”