As soon as the bullet screen appeared, Zuo Si and the other two, who were already prepared to walk to the door, felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
Oh right, there was also the Pen Spirit!
It was only then that they remembered that there was a taboo and also the most important one in the strategy of summoning the Pen Spirit that they had found on the Internet.
That was, after summoning the Pen Spirit, he had to send it away at the end!
If they didn't take this last step, the Pen Spirit wouldn't leave. It would always be by their side.
However, because the experience just now was too exciting, they almost lost their lives.
This caused them to only want to escape from this abandoned school building, so they naturally forgot about it.
"Then what should we do? Could it be that the Pen Spirit will always pester us?”
The female fickle friend was on the verge of tears, but she didn't know what to do with Zhang Kun on her back. She had to send Zhang Kun to the hospital for treatment.
"Sister Zuo Si, what should we do now? Is there any way to remedy this?”
Now, she could only ask Zuo Si if there was any other way. After all, they were facing the possibility that the Pen Spirit would still cling to them in the future.
Zuo Si had no other choice. She looked down at her phone and saw that the audience in the live broadcast room was still talking about what had just happened.
On second thought, if there was no other way now, she might as well ask the audience in the live broadcast room.
Perhaps some of the audience would know what to do.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si told the audience in the live broadcast room about this matter and asked them what to do.
"What should I do? There was no other way! He had never seen such a situation before.”
"Run! It's impossible for him to stay here, right?"
"That's right, that's right. Let's run first. Don't worry about so much.”
"I can't help it. I saw on the Internet that if we don't get that Pen Spirit, there's no solution.”
Zuo Si stood rooted to the ground as she watched the audience's discussion in the live broadcast room.
It seemed that no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't shake off the Pen Spirit.
And looking at the audience's comments…it seemed like they had already given up on them?
What should he do now?
Did this mean that they would be pestered to death by the Pen Spirit?
"Why don't we go back first and send the Pen Spirit off before leaving?”
The other Zuo Si turned to look at the female fickle friend and suggested in a low voice.
The female fan was stunned for a moment. She looked at Zhang Kun behind her and hesitated for a moment.
"What about Zhang Kun? If it's too late…"
"I don't care. You don't want Zhang Kun and you to be pestered by the Pen Spirit for the rest of your life.”
Seeing his female fickle friend waver, Zuo Si immediately told him the pros and cons of this matter.
When the female fickle friend heard Zuo Si's words, she turned her head to look at Zhang Kun, who she was carrying on her back. After thinking about her words, she finally nodded.
Now that things had come to this, he could only try his best. He could only bite the bullet and return to the wooden table to deliver it again. He wanted to see if he could still save it.
However, just as the two of them turned around, a figure whose face was covered by long hair was already standing on the wooden table and staring at them.
"Ah!"
The two of them were also panicking at this moment. They couldn't care less anymore. Zuo Si, the female fickle friend, and Zhang Kun, who was on her back, fled together.
When the viewers in the live broadcast room saw the Pen Spirit appear again, they hurriedly picked it up and immediately called the police.
As the number of calls increased, the police station could no longer treat this matter as a prank.
They also felt that something was wrong.
If it was just one person, he might be lying to them, but if there were so many people, it might be true.
No matter what, he still had to take a look.
However, when he opened the livestream room and saw the surging blood, the Pen Spirit that did not care about gravity and floated in the air...
All of this made them feel an inexplicable shock. Their worldviews were quickly overturned by this live broadcast.
At first, they thought that this was just a well-made horror film.
However, the more they read, the more surprised they became.
Moreover, this was a live broadcast. The images were all broadcasted in real-time. It was unlikely that it was fake.
"Does the Pen Spirit really exist in this world?”
They only felt their scalps go numb.
The materialistic values that he had accepted since he was young were already showing signs of collapse.
However, they still could not accept it. They were still unwilling to believe that there were still demons and ghosts in the world.
However, they had no choice but to believe the scenes in the live broadcast.
He hesitated for a long time, but when he saw three people nailed to the wall by the Pen Spirit on the live broadcast, one of the team leaders immediately ordered,"
"Let's not worry about that for now. Hurry up and send the police to take a look. Remember, you have to protect the masses.”
"Yes, sir!"
……
Tonight, many people's worldviews had collapsed in this live broadcast room.
After all, many people were educated from a young age and were unwilling to believe that ghosts existed in the world.
However, the scenes in the live broadcast room today made them believe it!
Those who said that it was fake had already shut their mouths, afraid that the Pen Spirit would come looking for them if they said another word.
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