The Pen Spirit Is Here
"Why do you look like this? Don't tell me you've been out on the streets for a few days?”Jiang Yihan asked.
Mu Xiaoyu said bitterly.
"As long as I am alone, all kinds of strange and terrifying things will happen. He didn't want to call the ghost back home, so he could only go wherever there were more people.”
Ghosts belong to yin, people belong to yang.
Therefore, ordinary little ghosts did not dare to approach crowded places.
Because there were many people, the yang qi was strong. The little ghost would not be able to withstand the burning of the yang qi.
Jiang Yihan pointed at Mu Xiaoyu's head and said,""Forget it if you're stupid. Can't you just find a hotel room during the day?”
"Alright, stop nagging. Let's get down to business first.”Jiang Yihang said.
Mu Xiaoyu looked grateful." Brother, you're the best."”
Jiang Yihan instantly gritted his teeth in anger.
Please, which word in his sentence was 'doting' on you?
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10 PM.
In the hotel room.
The three of them stared at each other.
What was going on?
Where was the Pen Spirit?
Why did he not even see a ghost after waiting for so long?
Jiang Yihang said," Genius, do you usually wait for a rabbit to appear when you catch ghosts?”
Jiang Yihan rolled his eyes." Who told you I've caught ghosts before?”
"F * ck, you haven't even caught a ghost before. Don't tell me that you've spent the past two years playing games?”
"No, what's so good about catching ghosts? Filthy, beating people up is more interesting. Let me tell you, I've beaten up all the descendants of the great clans in Shu. Now, they have to take a detour when they see me.”
Jiang Yihang looked helpless.
"Then tell me, what should we do now? Continue to wait? I'm so sleepy that I want to settle it as soon as possible so that I can sleep.”
Jiang Yihan rolled his eyes and said,"There's no need to wait."”
"You have a way?"
"Forget it, how did Xiaoyu get stuck to that thing?”
"Are you saying that we can also play Summon the Pen Spirit?”
"Yes... Hehe, I'm smart."
Mu Xiaoyu was terrified. She quickly waved her hand and said," You guys can play if you want. I don't dare to play anymore."”
"How can you not play? If you don't participate, the Pen Spirit we summoned will be different from the one pestering you.”Jiang Yihan said.
Jiang Yihang comforted her," It's okay. The Pen Spirit is just an ordinary malicious ghost. We can handle it. You can play with it without worry.”
It seemed that Jiang Yihang had given her courage.
After a moment of hesitation, Mu Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and nodded." Okay, I'll listen to you."”
Jiang Yihan raised his hand to his forehead.
It was over.
This girl had completely fallen for him.
Bunshinsaba was a psychic game.
The gameplay was simple.
The tools were a pen and a piece of white paper.
The participants wrote " 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 " and " Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing, Jin " on both sides of the paper, and " Male, Female " and " Yes, No " on the other two sides.
He wrote three alternative answers to the question in the box with words around it.
To see if it was true, one of the answers was usually the correct one.
After laying the paper flat, the two of them crossed their fingers and held the pen together. The game rules did not allow them to use their elbows or wrists as support. They had to keep the pen hanging in the air, and the pen was vertical to any point on the paper.
The participants would repeat the chant or recite it in their hearts: Pen Spirit, Pen Spirit, you are my past life, and I am your present life. If you want to continue our fate, please draw a circle on the paper.
After a long time, the pen in his hand began to move magically.
The inquirer began to ask questions such as " Can I get into university?"," How many times have I been in love in my life?" and so on.
The Pen Association drew a circle in one direction. As the questions were repeated, the Pen Association gradually approached the answer until it reached one of them.
After receiving the answer, they had to respectfully recite an incantation to send the Pen Spirit away.
All the tools were ready.
Jiang Yihang turned off the lights and lit the candles.
He and Mu Xiaoyu sat on both sides of the small coffee table in the hotel, their eyes locked.
Jiang Yihan observed his surroundings vigilantly.
He held the yellow talisman in his hand. As long as a ghost appeared, he would immediately set up an array to kill it.
The Pen Spirit was usually an ordinary malicious ghost, and either Jiang Yihang or his sister could easily deal with it.
However, this was the first time the siblings had come into contact with ghosts, so there was nothing wrong with being cautious.
"Has it started?" Jiang Yihang looked at Mu Xiaoyu.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoyu's face had already turned deathly pale.
However, she still nodded heavily." Yes.”
Then, he took the initiative to grab the pen and hang it on the paper.
Jiang Yihang grabbed her soft arm.
Mu Xiaoyu could feel the warmth of Jiang Yihang's palm. Unknowingly, she felt less afraid.
"Pen Spirit, Pen Spirit, you are my past life, and I am your current life. If you want to continue our fate, please draw a circle on the paper.”
The two of them whispered a summoning spell.
After repeating it several times, Jiang Yihang felt that his hand was out of control.
He even felt a chill on the back of his hand.
It was as if a piece of ice was holding his hand.
Instantly, a chill surged through his entire body.
He knew that the Pen Spirit was here!!
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