Today is the Ghost Festival, and people in Sang Feiwan’s live broadcast room are inevitably talking about this matter.

[Anchor, is there anything I need to pay attention to during the Ghost Festival? 】

[My mother told me to go home early, saying today is Ghost Festival. 】

[How about modern youth not being so superstitious? Where are the ghosts in the world? Apart from the anchor’s live broadcast room, I haven’t seen any other ghosts! 】

Sang Feiwan saw that everyone was interested in Zhongyuan, so he also talked about this topic with everyone:

"According to legend, every year on the half of the seventh lunar month, the gates of ghosts are opened, allowing ghosts to return to the earth to accept sacrifices from family members. For people in the earth, this day is also a day to offer sacrifices to their deceased relatives. The reason why the older generation will tell you Junior, go home early on the Ghost Festival in the middle of July to avoid running into the ghosts wandering outside."

After finishing the small talk, Sang Fei started to draw the first connection today.

The first netizen to connect was named "Chicken Run" and he was a boy in his early twenties.

Seeing that the connection was successful, Chicken Run said impatiently: "Anchor, my roommates may have encountered evil spirits. It's an emergency, please help me!"

As he spoke, he turned the camera to look at the restaurant.

There were two boys around the same age as Chicken Run sitting at the dining table. Their right hands were folded together, holding a pen together. The tip of the pen stood on the paper, drawing quickly and without any order.

I don’t know how long they have been painting, but the faces of the two boys holding the pens are already full of pain.

Chicken Run explained to everyone: "These two are my roommates. The one wearing a vest is called Xiao Liu, and the one wearing a shirt is called Xiao Zhou."

Seeing the camera coming towards him, the man in the vest called Xiao Liu: "I told you to call the police, you are still in the mood to watch the live broadcast!"

The man in the shirt called Xiao Zhou and yelled: "I can't do it! If I go down any further, my arm will be ruined! Don't just look at it, call the police and save us!"

Chicken Run was really scared just now, but after the connection was successful, he felt relieved and couldn't help but lecture his roommate: "What's wrong with playing? Play with Pen Fairy! Now you know you're afraid?"

After thinking for a while, he added: "But let's agree first, you guys will pay for the two thousand yuan in hexagram gold later!"

Netizens were shocked by the scene on the screen:

[Damn it, playing pen fairy on the Ghost Festival, the ignorant are really fearless! 】

[I also played with the pen fairy when I was a kid. I don’t know if it was a failure, but the pen didn’t move. 】

[I really invited Bixian. I asked Bixian if the girl I had a crush on liked me. Bixian said that I am sentimental...]

[Believe it or not, it’s better to play evil games casually. 】

The two roommates of Chicken Run are so busy tonight. Xiao Liu alone suggested playing the pen fairy game, and Xiao Zhou immediately agreed: "Okay!"

Because Chicken Run is a fan of Sang Feiwan, he has some taboos about gods and ghosts. I advised my roommates not to play.

But his roommate didn't listen at all and said he was a coward for teasing him.

Chicken Run ignored them and went into the room to play games by himself, leaving the two stubborn roommates to play the Pen Fairy game by themselves.

The Bixian game, with its mysterious metaphysical color and simple operation methods, is highly popular among the people.

A piece of paper, a pen, and the props are ready.

Xiao Zhou wrote on the paper:

Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing, and modern times;

whether;

men and women;

0、1、2、3、4、5、6、7、8、9。

Then, Xiao Zhou and Xiao Liu clasped their right hands back to back, put up a pen in the middle, and began to recite: "In past lives, I am you in this life..."

When I read it at first, the pen didn't respond at all.

They still thought it was quite boring, but after they had read it over twenty times, the pen suddenly started to move tremblingly.

Xiao Liu said, "Damn it, don't move!"

Xiao Zhou lowered his voice and said, "I didn't move, the pen moved by itself."

Xiao Liu's voice trembled slightly: "Huh? Bixian is really... invited?"

Xiao Zhou got a little excited: "Ask me quickly!"

They asked at the same time: "Bi Xian, Bi Xian, are you moving?"

The tip of the pen slid across the paper tremblingly, making a "sizzle" sound, and finally drew a circle on the word "yes".

The two boys looked at each other and saw surprise on each other's faces.

Xiao Zhou asked: "Bixian, Bixian, can I be single this year?"

The pen tip moved again, lingering near "yes" at first - Xiao Zhou was very happy. He had been single for 27 years and was finally going to be single.

But the joy only lasted for three seconds when the pen tip suddenly moved sideways, drawing crazy circles near "No".

Xiao Zhou was so disappointed that he almost cried.

"It's okay, it's okay. Anyway, you still have the girl on your right hand." Xiao Liu comforted her heartlessly, and then started to ask, "Bixian Bixian, can I pass the postgraduate entrance examination this time?"

The pen started to move again, and it circled "No".

Xiao Liu was also a little disappointed. He asked again: "Then I won't take the exam?"

The pen still circles "No".

Xiao Liu was very surprised: "You can't pass the exam, but you have to take the exam. What does it mean?"

Xiao Zhou said: "Maybe the pen fairy invited this time is not effective. Haha, does this mean that I still have a chance to be single?"

Xiao Liu said: "Then I still have a chance to pass the postgraduate entrance examination. It seems that Bixian is not that good either!"

The pen that was originally drawing circles suddenly stopped.

They didn't realize there was any problem yet - since they were invited anyway, they couldn't ask about the serious matter, so they simply asked about gossip:

"Bixian Bixian, are you a boy or a girl?"

The pen drew a circle on the word "female".

"Which dynasty is it from?"

The pen circled the word "modern" again, but this time it was obviously done in a hurry.

"You already asked two questions, let me ask, I'll ask! Bixian, how old were you when you died?"

"Zila, zila..." The tip of the pen first circled a "2", and then circled a "9".

"29 years old? So young?"

"Bixian Bixian, are you married?"

"Bi Xian Bi Xian, have you given birth to a child?"

"Bixian Bixian, how did you die..."

You and I asked each other, asking more than a dozen questions in a row.

Later, the pen tip moved faster and faster, and then they realized that the pen fairy was no longer answering questions properly, but was leading their hands and drawing circles on the paper randomly, drawing too hard and too fast. The paper was scratched, and there were circles of black pen marks on the table.

Only then did the two realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly recited the spell to send them away.

But after reciting it a dozen times in a row, not only did he not send it away, but the strokes on his hand became faster and faster.

The two of them were screaming in fright at this time, alerting the other roommate who was playing games inside.

Chicken Run immediately thought of Sang Feiwan and immediately entered the live broadcast room to apply for a connection. It was a stroke of luck and he got the connection.

At this moment, the pens held by the two men had been broken into several pieces under the huge friction, but the circle drawing movement did not stop.

The two intertwined hands quickly rubbed against the table instead of pens, quickly scratching the flesh, and the oozing blood traced circles on the table.

The two of them also screamed in pain.

Sang Feiwan shouted sharply: "Stop!"

In the camera, the hands of the two young people who were drawing crazy circles seemed to have pressed the pause button, stopping their crazy actions.

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