Chapter 051 Chapter 51

"On a stormy night, three young men set up a table in an abandoned teaching building. They crossed their right hands, held the same brush, and whispered:

Pen Fairy Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper. *

As soon as the words fell, the three people's hands suddenly moved, and the brushes led their hands to draw circles on the paper.

The first person swallowed and asked, "Did anyone of you move?" His companions denied it again and again.

One of my companions said, "Look, this painting is so round, it's not something we can draw, it must be the Pen Fairy who has come."

So the three of them held their pens and asked their questions one by one.

The first person asked: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, how old can I live to?" The pen drew a circle on eighteen.

The second person asked: Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, are you a man or a woman? The Pen Fairy circled one gender.

The third person was disdainful of this and asked: Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, how did you die?

The Pen Fairy did not answer. Slowly, one of them heard the sound of water dripping.

The first person couldn't help but say: Is the Pen Fairy angry?

The third person smiled and said: The old house is leaking, there is no such thing as a pen fairy.

Before he could finish, a thunderclap exploded and lightning illuminated the entire room. One of the people saw four figures on the window.

Pen fairy, Pen fairy, how did you die? The third person was still asking.

Water continued to drip from the fourth figure, and his body grew larger and larger.

The third person seemed unaware. Suddenly, a cold hand patted him heavily on the shoulder.

“Ahhhhhhh!!!” “Boom!”

Zhu Changan screamed and his head hit the roof of the car heavily, making a muffled sound.

It sounds like a good start.

Mo Xuanji silently withdrew his hand, opened the thermos and drank a sip of water as if nothing had happened.

"Pfft, hahahaha, Xuanji, don't scare him." Shen Liuxue, who was telling scary ghost stories a few seconds ago, burst out laughing.

"I'll be more careful next time." Mo Xuanji coughed and looked away silently. In fact, it was the system that urged him this time. He didn't keep his heart. Sorry, Chang'an.

The system, which was still happily eating melons, looked up:?

Zhu Changan: “Hmm.”

"But, Chang'an wouldn't be afraid of ghost stories, right?" Shen Liuxue asked with interest, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"I'm not afraid of that!" Zhu Changan immediately retorted, covering his head, "It's just that this story and the current scene are too immersive, and Xuanji happened to shoot me at that moment, so I was scared."

Mo Xuanji looked out the window subconsciously. The weather was not very good today. It had been raining all day. Fine raindrops hit the car window, making a rustling sound. If it were any other day, it would definitely be a good day for sleeping, but unfortunately no one could sleep today.

"Everyone seems a bit listless, so I'm telling you a story to cheer you up. And it just so happens that this story is related to our mission this time."

"Is this mission related to Pen Fairy?" Zhu Changan rubbed his head and asked curiously. There were too many words on the mission board, and he felt a headache just by looking at it, so he only paid attention to the mission requirements: rescue the trapped people and capture the weirdo if conditions permit.

This time the weirdness was quite special, and there was even a special note on the task board that required it to be alive.

The location of their mission this time was the former site of a high school.

"It is said that more than 20 years ago, some students were playing the Pen Fairy game in the dormitory. Unexpectedly, they accidentally summoned a monster, and the three people who participated in the game all died mysteriously. After that, people kept getting into trouble here, and even died in the same way as the first three people."

"After the school moved, the government intervened and designated this place as a restricted area, not allowing ordinary people to enter, and also blocked the news. The events of that year also became unfounded rumors in the eyes of ordinary people. It had been peaceful for 20 years, but unexpectedly, just yesterday, a few ordinary people ran in to play the Pen Fairy game for the sake of excitement."

At this point, Shen Liuxue couldn't help but sigh: "They are a bunch of capable people... Not only did they play around, they also broadcast live inside. Thanks to the authorities for acting quickly and preventing it from spreading widely."

"Good guy." Zhu Changan shook his head: "But why didn't the authorities solve that weird thing? This mission doesn't even force us to capture it. Obviously, it's not very strong."

"That's the weird part. This strange energy fluctuation is only B-level, but under normal circumstances, the Nuwa system cannot detect its existence. Even if it is detected, the psychic team rushed to the scene and dug three feet into the ground but couldn't find any trace of the strange thing. In the end, they returned empty-handed."

The authorities have designated this place as a restricted area only because they have no other choice.

"The higher-ups asked us to find the body, alive or dead. No matter what, we had to bring something back."

Although they were eager to take on the mission, they were still a little unsure. In the previous two missions, they had been led by reliable seniors, but from now on, they were the only three rookies.

"It doesn't matter. After all, I'm a bitch. People won't always be unlucky. There will definitely not be an accident like last time this time. Saving someone is not a piece of cake." Zhu Changan was comforting himself, but the two friends looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Chang'an, sometimes you really can't say anything nonsense." Shen Liuxue was a little confused.

"It shouldn't be that bad..."

The system's focus was elsewhere: "Pen Fairy? This is a novelty. Tell me more about it."

"You didn't know?"

"The system also has blind spots of information that it cannot collect." The system's voice was lazy and very shameless.

"Okay." Mo Xuanji was already used to the occasional unreliable side of his reliable system. He thought about it and looked up the definition of Pen Fairy on the Internet.

"The so-called pen fairy is a ghost summoned by the ritual, and it is said to be related to one's past life. If the pen fairy is not sent away after the game ends, under normal circumstances, the summoner will have bad luck for a while at most."

"I see." The system thought thoughtfully.

As they were talking, the car slowly stopped.

"arrive."

It was already dark, and the car lights had limited illumination. What appeared before the three people was a sliding iron door covered with plants. The paint on it had peeled off, revealing spots of rust, and scattered dark red like blood stains, which looked weird and eerie in the dim environment.

The three of them shuddered at the same time.

Zhu Changan was the first to get out of the car with an umbrella. Perhaps because they had opened the door to a new world under the guidance of a senior last time, the three of them chose black clothes without any prior agreement, and even the umbrellas, flashlights and tool kits they carried were all black.

Zhu Changan even wore a pair of sunglasses. He stood in the rain with an umbrella in his hand, and gently pushed the frame of his glasses with his index and middle fingers. The next second, the dark lenses instantly burst into dazzling white light.

Mo Xuanji clapped silently in the back.

"Very good. A rainy night, a wasteland, and three men in black holding black umbrellas. All the elements are complete."

Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but after all the nonsense, the eerie and desolate atmosphere here seemed to have faded a lot.

The drainage system here seems to be not well done. After walking two steps on the muddy ground, you can see a puddle of water. The air is filled with the fresh scent of plants.

Twenty years ago, there was no technology or hard work, and the sliding door that served as the school's main entrance was even manually operated. Now it is tightly entangled by the overgrown plants and cannot move at all.

"Just use your supernatural power to cut it off." As he spoke, a ball of green light appeared on Mo Xuanji's hand.

"Don't bother, let me do it." Zhu Changan rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward to grab a piece, and then pulled it to the side. Along with the sound of plants breaking and the creaking sound of rusty metal, the sliding door was pulled off the track by Zhu Changan.

"Great, Chang'an!" Mo Xuanji and Shen Liuxue gave him a thumbs up.

Zhu Changan laughed and threw the iron door aside. He patted the dirt off his hands and said, "Okay, let's go in."

Mo Xuanji turned on the flashlight and walked in front.

Without human interference, this place has obviously become a paradise for plants. The buildings not far away are covered with creepers, some of which have even penetrated the walls, and the interior scenes can be vaguely seen through the gaps.

The weeds on the ground had grown to half a person's height, and some of them had been trampled down by humans, forming a winding road. The footprints were relatively neat, and it was obvious that the group did not encounter any danger while walking this road.

The creases on the grass and roots were still fresh. No surprise, this was the route those unlucky people had taken. As we all know, the fastest way to find missing people is to follow their route. The three of them looked at each other and set foot on this crooked "path".

The traces of the activity extended all the way to a low bungalow. There was a sign hanging on the door outside. Although the words on it had become blurred due to the passage of time, it was still possible to see the three words "Distribution Room" on it.

The switch has been pulled. As expected, too much time has passed and the power supply here has long been damaged.

"What is this, a notebook?" Shen Liuxue's surprised voice came from behind.

"What book? Let me see it." Zhu Changan said.

Hearing the noise, Mo Xuanji also came over curiously.

The notebook was open, with clippings from newspapers pasted on the yellowed pages. These were the clippings that were popular twenty years ago.

The owner of the notebook was very careful and marked the date of creation on each page. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but the date on the first page is exactly 20 years ago today.

Shen Liuxue turned the pages carefully while Zhu Changan read the contents beside him.

"The Jieye Dafa is good, it strengthens the body..." This seems to be a promotional advertisement for some qigong school.

"The Miracle of the Polar Night Church?" This photo only has a title, and the content is unknown.

"Shocked! Why would a teenage girl commit suicide by jumping off a building?" "So it was already shocking 20 years ago?" This picture doesn't contain any special information. The title seems to be just for the sake of attracting attention. The author proudly lists a lot of psychological problems of adolescent boys and girls, but doesn't mention the event in the title at all.

"Looking at the incident at Yucai No. 1 Middle School, is it because of bad feng shui or is there another reason..."

"Yucai No. 1 Middle School?" Seeing the key words, Mo Xuanji suddenly became excited.

The place where they are now is the original site of Yucai No. 1 Middle School.