There are many specialties and taboos in the Bixian psychic game. If you violate these taboos, you will be killed and killed by the Bixian summoned by the psychic game.
Zhang Fan was not in a hurry to play the Bi Xian psychic game immediately. Instead, he first dug out a swaying wooden chair from the messy groceries in the corner and placed it next to the table.
After wiping the dust off the surface of the chair, he was ready to begin. Zhang Fan glanced at the roast chicken and apples on the table.
These things are tributes for the invited pen immortals to enjoy. The three incense sticks are the medium, prepared for the pen immortals who need to be invited, so that they can enjoy the tribute faster through the lit incense.
As for the red candle, it is to light up a guiding light for the pen fairies in the vast darkness, so that they can come to you faster.
Zhang Fan took a deep breath. He first stretched out his left hand, with the index finger and little finger in front, and then stretched out his right hand, with the middle finger and ring finger behind. He held the green pencil vertically, slowly straightened his arm, and hung it on the white paper. superior.
Because he is a pen fairy who plays alone, he needs the cooperation of his left and right hands to perform.
At this time, the abandoned music classroom was extremely dark. The cold, damp air mixed with the deathly silence enveloped the entire classroom, giving people an indescribable sense of eeriness.
The only light was from the two red candles on the table in front of Zhang Fan. The candlelight flickered and the flames squirmed, seeming to reveal some kind of terrifying signal, adding a bit of horror to the surrounding environment.
"Bixian Bixian, you are my previous life, and I am your present life. If you wish to continue our relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper..."
"Bixian Bixian, you are my previous life, and I am your present life. If you wish to continue our relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper..."
"Bixian Bixian, you are my previous life, and I am your present life. If you wish to continue our relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper..." Zhang Fan muttered something in his mouth, chanting the psychic Bixian mantra.
He chanted it three times in a row, but the pen in his hand did not move at all, and there was no sign of drawing a circle on the white paper.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, his face full of confusion. While he was still dazed, he suddenly thought of what Sai Laoxian had said before.
That is, when you invite the Pen Immortal, you must be sincere and have awe of the Pen Immortal. Only in this way can the channeling be successful.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan looked calm and became pious in his heart.
"Bixian Bixian, you are my previous life, and I am your present life. If you wish to continue our relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper..."
"Bixian Bixian, you are my previous life, and I am your present life. If you wish to continue our relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper..."... Zhang Fan continued to recite After he recited the spell to invite the Pen Immortal countless times.
Suddenly, at this moment, an unexplained cold wind appeared out of thin air in the abandoned music classroom.
Then, the next second, he felt the green pencil in his hand tighten suddenly, and an inexplicable invisible force appeared out of thin air.
The green pencil was enveloped by an invisible force and began to draw circles on the white paper irregularly. Not only that, Zhang Fan was also surprised to find that the three burning incense sticks on the table also burst into flames and burned rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, Zhang Fan hurriedly looked up and saw a short-haired man wearing a black robe, with a stiff and numb face, and a deathly gray complexion appearing opposite him.
The short-haired man stared greedily at the tributes placed on the table. Obviously, this is the Bi Xian who was invited. Judging from his supernatural aura fluctuations, he should be a black spirit ghost.
Any survivor selected by the Hell Labyrinth will have an advantage over ordinary people, that is, they have their own awakened yin and yang eyes.
You can see the existence of evil spirits in the mortal world. As soon as this short-haired man appeared, Zhang Fan saw him clearly.
Seeing the other party appear, Zhang Fan didn't talk too much and immediately started to follow the normal steps to ask him questions.
First try to see if this immortal can lie.
"Bixian, are you here?" Zhang Fan looked at the short-haired man opposite him without blinking and asked in a low voice.
After asking this question, he suddenly felt the pencil in his hand trembling uncontrollably. The trembling feeling only lasted for a few seconds, then disappeared and returned to a calm state. The next second, the green pencil in Zhang Fan's hand wrote a crooked word on the paper.
"coming"! Zhang Fan saw this
"Here you come", he narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to ask: "Bi Xian, are you a boy or a girl?"
"Male!" The green pencil in his hand wrote the word "male" on the white paper without hesitation.
"Sure enough!" Zhang Fan sighed inwardly. It seems that this fairy's answers to living people's questions also contain some strange rules, and they cannot lie.
"Bixian, I want to ask you, where is the Bixian that is entangled with Xiaocui?" Zhang Fan simply asked two questions and then went straight to the point.
He has to find the pen fairy that is pestering Xiaocui before he can fight against it.
"In..." The green pencil just wrote the word "在", and the tip of the pen suddenly froze on the white paper. The next message could not be written, as if it was interfered by some unknown force. .
"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan had a look of surprise on his face, and felt uneasy in his heart. That was the Pen Immortal summoned by Xiaocui and the others through their psychic powers. It was very unusual.
This resulted in even the black-spirited ghost-level Bixian not daring to reveal too many of its secrets. Just when Zhang Fan was confused, the pen tip suddenly moved again, and at that
After the word "在", I wrote a slanted
"fierce"! Looking at the word "sinister" on the white paper, Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that he had guessed it right.
The pen fairy that pestered Xiao Cui was very fierce. Maybe it's a white-clothed level ghost.
"Bi Xian, please tell me, what level is the Bi Xian invited by Xiaocui and the others?" After asking this question, Zhang Fan suddenly regretted it.
Because of the pen fairy he summoned through his own channeling, he didn't even dare to reveal the location of the pen fairy that was pestering Xiao Cui.
How dare you reveal what level of evil spirit the other party is? As Zhang Fan expected, this gift did not reveal any useful information in the end, but continued to write another crooked message on the white paper.
The word "fierce". Seeing this, Zhang Fan sighed. The pen immortal summoned in front of him was indeed a bit useless. It was probably useless to continue asking.
"I've finished asking my questions to Bi Xian, Bi Xian, Bi Xian, thank you for your answer, Bi Xian, Bi Xian, please return to your seat!" Zhang Fan no longer hesitated and began to recite the spell to send Bi Xian away, trying to get rid of the short-haired man opposite him. Send the man away.
But after reciting it once, the short-haired man standing opposite him didn't react at all. He continued to stand where he was. The greed in his eyes became more intense, and he stared at the tributes placed on the table without blinking. .
"I've finished asking my questions. Bi Xian, Bi Xian. Thank you for your answer. Bi Xian, please return to your seat!" Zhang Fan felt helpless when he saw the other party looking at his tribute.
You are useless, you still want to eat my tribute, you are so shameless.
"I've finished asking my questions to Bi Xian, Bi Xian, Bi Xian, thank you for your answer, Bi Xian, please return to your seat!" Zhang Fan continued to recite the spell to send Bi Xian away, trying to force the other party to send him away.
But it still had no effect at all. And just when Zhang Fan was about to ask Sai Laoxian what to do, suddenly, at this moment, another gust of evil wind came inexplicably.
The next moment, in the shadow of the corner of the abandoned music room, a woman wearing a white robe and disheveled hair appeared strangely.
She has a green face, fangs, and a terrifying face. This is obviously a terrifying white-clothed level ghost. The woman in white robe strode forward, lowered her head and said nothing, a terrifying cold aura lingering all over her body, freezing the walls of the classroom into a thick layer of silver-white frost.
With her arrival, whether it was burning incense or red candles, their burning speed became more intense, as if they would burn out anytime and anywhere.
What's even more exaggerated is that most of the three incense sticks burned directly, and all the smoke was sucked in by the female ghost in white.
The woman in white robe came to the short-haired man, raised her hand and slapped him on the face. After a slap, the short-haired man had no time to resist. He raised his head and let out a shrill scream, which turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.
At the same time, Zhang Fan felt that the green pencil originally held by his hands was controlled by an even more terrifying force.
It seems that this woman in white robe is the second pen immortal summoned. Her power is more terrifying and terrifying than that black spirit ghost just now.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan swallowed hard and looked extremely nervous. He currently cannot use the ghost frame, nor can he summon his ghost companions. If the white-clothed pen fairy attacks him, he will basically die.
Suddenly, he regretted not inviting Jiang Xiaohua over. Jiang Xiaohua is a terrifying drought demon zombie, and belongs to the same class level as the red-coated ghosts.
With her in charge, many invisible potential dangers can be resolved.
"Bixian Bixian, are you a boy or a girl?" Zhang Fan asked this question again just like before.
He wanted to make sure again whether the newly arrived pen fairy in white would also abide by the rule of only telling the truth.
"Female!" Along with a violent tremor, the green pencil wrote an extremely delicate and beautiful word on the white paper.
The word "female".
"Bixian Bixian, am I handsome?" Zhang Fan felt relieved when he saw the word "female" for a moment, and then he had a bad taste in his heart and asked in a low voice.
When he asked this question, the green pencil suddenly trembled, and the tip of the pen froze on the white paper, unable to write any further.
It seems that this is the first time that Bixian, who is extremely terrifying, has encountered such a problem. At this moment, the woman in white robe, who had her head lowered all the time, slowly raised her head and looked at Zhang Fan with a pair of dead fish eyes, as if she was sizing him up.
After a few seconds, the woman in white robe lowered her head again, and then the green pencil in Zhang Fan's hand moved again and wrote a big word on the white paper.
The word "handsome"! Seeing this handsome character, Zhang Fan felt extremely proud. But he didn't feel proud for long. He coughed twice and decided that it would be better to ask about business first.
"Bixian Bixian, please tell me where is the Bixian that is pestering Xiaocui?" Zhang Fan glanced at the motionless woman in white robe standing opposite and asked loudly.
Before he finished speaking, the green pencil in his hand suddenly moved, and then he quickly wrote four words on the white paper——
"Behind her!"
"Behind her?!" Upon seeing this sentence, Zhang Fan immediately became nervous.
"How long has it been since Bi Xian attacked Xiao Cui?" Zhang Fan asked hurriedly with his pupils narrowed.
He was still careless, and he didn't expect that Bi Xian was following Xiaocui all the time. It seemed that he had to deal with that Bi Xian today.
Otherwise, Xiaocui wouldn't live long at all.
"The moment after 24 o'clock, it will launch an attack!" Bi Xian responded again on the white paper.
"Wipe!" Zhang Fan cursed. Time was running out now. It was already almost 23:00 when he arrived, which meant that in less than an hour, Bi Xian would take action against Xiao Cui.
This is how to do? No, we have to speed up the time.
"Bixian Bixian, please tell me, what level of ghost is the Bixian who is pestering Xiaocui?" Zhang Fan asked seriously.
But the moment he asked this question, the next moment, after seeing the words on the white paper clearly, his expression suddenly changed.
Because all I saw was...a shocking message written on the white paper.
"fierce"!
