In order to avoid the unknown danger in the darkness, Huang Shang and others speeded up and entered the teaching building.
Strangely, as soon as they stepped into the teaching building, the high temperature and heat caused by the burning dormitory building seemed to disappear in an instant, replaced by a damp and cold feeling, and this coldness seemed to It can penetrate into people's bones and even souls. The severe temperature difference caused by it made Huang Shang and others shiver together, and a dense layer of goosebumps appeared on the surface of their bodies.
"What a strong Yin Qi..."
Sensing the gloomy energy coming from the teaching building, Huang Shang's face condensed slightly, and then he looked back at the dormitory building that was still burning in the distance, and the darkness outside that seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. Taking a breath, he led everyone towards the inside of the teaching building.
The inside of the teaching building, like the outside, seemed to have been burned by fire. Everything was charred and black, filled with thick dust and all kinds of discarded debris. But the strange thing is that it was charred and the corridors were completely blackened by the flames. In the teaching building, the interior of every classroom is as clean as ever, as if someone is cleaning these classrooms deliberately.
"What the hell is going on here? Is it a ghost or an illusion?"
Looking at the classrooms that were incompatible with the environment of the teaching building, Huang Shang became more and more confused.
He has dealt with ghosts a lot, whether it was Yamamura Sadako he met at the beginning, Kayako, Freddy or even Black and White, Zhong Kui and other judges who became his friends, and in his field There is also a city of hungry ghosts, which houses millions of hungry ghosts. It can be said that he is very familiar with things like ghosts, but he has never encountered such a situation before, even half a ghost shadow. Didn't see it.
But the less he saw any ghosts, the more wary Huang Shang became. After all, unknown threats were the most terrifying.
"Crunch!"
Just as Huang Shang was leading a group of survivors through and exploring this strange teaching building, the door of a classroom in front of them suddenly opened strangely, as if to invite them in.
Seeing this scene, Huang Shang frowned slightly, but without any fear or flinching, he led everyone forward and started observing.
Soon, he discovered the difference in this classroom.
The desks and chairs in other classrooms are neatly arranged, but the central area of this classroom is vacant. There are four seats placed around a table, located in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest. There are several pieces of white paper on the table. Next to the white paper is a seemingly ordinary ballpoint pen, and there seems to be some words written on the paper.
Huang Shang took a closer look and found that there were several lines of large characters written in red handwriting on the paper, and behind each line of words, there were words written in completely different handwriting at a certain distance that were similar to a reply.
"Are you a boy or a girl?" - "Female."
"Are you real?" - "Yes!"
"How did you die?"—"Death! Death! Death! Death! Death! Death! Death!"
…
Although there are not many words, the rows of dead words at the end are extremely bright red, and they look different from the other handwriting, as if they are stained with blood.
"This is……?"
Seeing this scene, Huang Shang's eyes flashed with doubt.
"This is Bixian! Someone is playing the Bixian game here!"
At this moment, among the survivors following Huang Shang, a girl who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly exclaimed.
"Bi Xian?"
Huang Shang was slightly startled.
He had heard of something like Bixian, which was said to be a variant of the ancient Chinese ghost-inviting technique "Fuji". It was similar to "Diexian" and "Wenmi", but the utensils used were different.
Before the end of the world, he had heard many similar legends and stories, but he never expected that he would encounter the so-called Pen Fairy Game in this weird school.
However, he is not very interested in things like Bixian, because as a medical student, he knows very well that when people play Bixian games, they often cause problems due to breathing, heartbeat, blood flow, and emotional effects. The human body will experience irregular shaking and trembling. After all, if a person without professional training picks up a pen upright and keeps his arm in the same position for a long time, he will definitely move involuntarily. This is the body's instinctive reaction, plus other toys. People who play games may be doing something secretly, so although there are many legends about things like Pen Immortal and they are widely spread, in fact, most of them are just games to scare yourself.
It's just that the pen fairy game in front of them now doesn't seem that simple.
"These people who played the Bixian game should have really invited Bixian, but in the end they violated Bixian's taboo and asked about Bixian's method of death, so they suffered backlash."
The girl seemed to know a lot about things like Bixian. Seeing everyone turn their attention to her, she swallowed, and then said with a pale face: "Let's get out of here quickly, Bixian." If you invite it but don’t send it away, it will stay in one place forever, maybe... the immortal hasn’t left yet!"
"If I remember correctly, Bixian's technique should allow you to ask Bixian some questions, and due to the rules, Bixian will tell the questioner the answer, right?"
Hearing the girl's words, Huang Shang's eyes flashed with light, and he asked based on his knowledge of Bixian.
"Yes, but the premise is that you don't anger Bixian. If you anger Bixian, you will suffer Bixian's backlash!"
The girl nodded and said: "These people who play Bixian's games have angered Bixian. Maybe Bixian made this school look like this now."
"Is it?"
Hearing the girl's words, Huang Shang hesitated slightly, and then as if he had made some decision, he walked towards the desk where he was playing the Bixian game.
"Ah, what are you going to do?"
Seeing Huang Shang walking towards the desk, the girl was startled and screamed.
"Obviously..."
Huang Shang smiled slightly, walked to the desk, found a seat and sat down, and reached out to pick up the ballpoint pen that looked ordinary, but the end was stained with some red liquid that was not sure whether it was ink or blood, a flash in his eyes. Jing Mang: "I'm going to play this so-called pen fairy game now!"
Having said this, Huang Shang paused for a moment, and then continued: "By the way, I don't know much about the rules of this game. Can any of you tell me the detailed rules?"
After hearing Huang Shang's words, everyone present turned extremely pale, and their eyes shone with fear.
To play a pen fairy game in such an obviously haunted place, and to provoke a pen fairy who has obviously been pissed off?
Are all Chinese people so good at playing?
PS: Here comes the update, okay!
