"Go to hell!" Fei Youliang was confused. He was just asking for his future wife's name, so why did these three words appear?
There was no connection between the two, and he had followed the rules of the Pen Spirit game. He did not break any rules, so there was no way he would anger the Pen Spirit.
He thought about it, and an answer came to his mind. This must have been designed by the boss. No matter what question he asked, these three words would appear.
Fei Youliang felt like he had seen through the boss's plan, and a thought slowly rose in his mind.
"The way these three words appear is very clever. Temporarily, I still don't understand why, but the boss tried too hard to focus on fear, and he ignored the rationality." His analysis was clear. "If this was another visitor, they might have stopped the Pen Spirit game in their panic or violated the taboo of the Pen Spirit. The appearance of these three words on the paper would cater to their psychological suggestion. They would think that the Pen Spirit had really appeared, and they would be afraid. Unfortunately, he ran into us today. None of the steps were wrong, but the answer on the paper is completely unrelated to my question. This shows that the Pen Spirit is just a trick to scare people. "
After a long time, Fei Youliang realized that Zhu Jianing did not respond like he was the only person in the room.
"Xiao Zhu? Why is your hand so cold? " He lifted his head and saw Zhu Jianing staring blankly behind him. His mouth was open, and his face was twisted.
"What are you looking at?"
Zhu Jianing's expression was scary. He did not seem to hear Fei Youliang. His whole body was shaking, and like the battered ballpoint pen in his hand, it was shaking more and more violently.
A bad feeling rose in Fei Youliang's heart. He also noticed that the atmosphere in the female dormitory was not right. There was an additional indescribable pressure compared to before. The source of this pressure appeared to be behind him.
He wanted to turn around, but he felt like something was pressing down on his back, and every muscle in his body was frozen.
What's going on? What's the reason behind this?
Questions flashed across his mind. The feeling of wanting to see but not being able to see was driving him crazy.
"What did Xiao Zhu see? What is behind me? "
The chill spread through his body like he was thrown into an ice cave. Fei Youliang shivered. Green and purple marks appeared on his skin like invisible hands had grabbed him.
He felt as if the thing behind him was trying to squeeze into his body. What was worse was that there was a chill slowly pressing down on his shoulders, getting heavier and heavier!
At this moment, Zhu Jianing, who was facing him, had finally reached his limit. He used all his strength and shouted, "There's someone behind you!"
"My back?"
Having someone on your back and having someone on your back were two different concepts. One was lying on your back, and the other was standing on your back.
Fei Youliang's brain was still trying to analyze the situation when Zhu Jianing, who was in front of him, jumped up. He shook off Fei Youliang's hand and ran for the door!
Zhu Jianing left decisively without hesitation.
Fei Youliang, who had been abandoned by his teammates, sat on the ground in a daze. The pen wrapped in cellophane tape seemed to have grown from his hand, and he couldn't shake it off.
His arm was stiff. He did not move at all, but the tip of the pen began to write on the white paper on its own.
"Die! Go to hell! Go to hell! "
Scary-Looking red letters appeared on the white paper. Zhu Jianing had already left, and the only one holding the pen was Fei Youliang. He knew very well that his hand had not moved from the beginning to the end, and these words were written by something else in the room.
Even at that moment, Fei Youliang still had hope. He liked to seek excitement because he did not believe in the existence of dirty things in the world. He had always prided himself on being an absolutely rational person.
The thing that Xiao Zhu saw was probably a 3D projection. The chairs are placed side by side, and the position where the visitors play the Pen Spirit game is fixed. As long as the equipment is placed at the corresponding angle, it should be able to create a similar effect. That should be the theory, but why is my body shaking? He admitted that he had underestimated this old ballpoint pen and the Haunted House. If he had a second chance, he would not have entered this place so recklessly.
The chill on his back continued to spread. The pen in Fei Youliang's hand finally gave in, and the tape broke again.
The top of the pen fell off, and the word 'death' was written on the paper.
Is it over? Fei Youliang slowly regained control of his arm, and it was not until then that he dared to breathe.
His muscles were still stiff. He wanted to move his body, but he realized that his shoulder was too heavy to move!
He thought that he had survived the Pen Spirit game, but in reality, the experience had just begun.
Why can't I move? Struggling to move his neck, Fei Youliang looked behind him.
His eyes narrowed into a line. He was mentally prepared, but when he turned back to look, he realized that there was nothing behind him.
Was it a false alarm? But why would Xiao Zhu make such an exaggerated reaction? What did he see?
Fei Youliang's brain was working furiously, and his shoulders felt heavier as if they were being stepped on by something.
Shoulder? Stepping on it?
An image flashed across his mind, and Fei Youliang slowly raised his head like he was reminded of something.
His black hair was loose, his face was swollen from suffocation, and his eyes were bulging with anger.
Standing on Fei Youliang's shoulder was a woman who had been hanged!
Fei Youliang's mouth was open, but no sound came out. Every hair on his body was standing on end, and the glasses were dangling from his face. At that moment, Fei Youliang felt like his heart had stopped beating.
"I …"
Before he could finish, his pupils started to dilate, and his body slumped to the ground.
…
Chen Ge purposely waited outside for several minutes before entering Mu Yang High School. He wanted to avoid meeting the two visitors at the same time.
I haven't heard any screams for so long. These two are quite powerful. Looks like I'll have to get serious. Putting on the Good Samaritan Mask, Chen Ge entered the last classroom first. He placed the cardboard box with the twenty-four nametags on the podium. The tables and chairs have been knocked over. Looks like they've been here and encountered something.
Chen Ge had no idea what had happened to the two. He had not fully grasped the scenario yet.
After replacing the toppled table and chairs and shoving the papers and textbooks back into the drawers, Chen Ge suddenly heard footsteps coming from the junction ahead. Someone was running down the corridor.
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