The Ghost of the Pen Fairy (10)
After turning off the lights and lighting the grey candle, He Guang and Mo Liuying took out the prepared paper and pen, planning to play the Ouija board game as well.
Mo Liuying raised her head and said softly, "He Guang, are you scared?"
He Guang shook his head, "I'm not really scared. I've already been to the old campus twice."
Mo Liuying paused and said, "I want to thank you. This matter actually has nothing to do with you. We are the ones who got you involved."
"Didn't you all thank me last night?" He Guang waved his hands quickly, "It's okay, you are all my... classmates."
She felt that after yesterday, Mo Liuying's alienation towards her seemed to have eased a lot.
She was a little happy. If things continue like this, we can definitely become friends, right?
The process of summoning the spirit of the pen went very quickly. Both of them were calm and steady people, so there was not much tension.
Instead, the spectators looked at the two people lighting a candle in the dark room and summoning the spirit of the pen expressionlessly, which felt like they were watching a horror movie online.
[Why am I a little nervous? How about playing a song?]
[The previous ones have been brainwashed by the anchor]
[After experiencing the battle in the dead woods, everything seems small to me now]
[Don't be nervous, look how stable the female lead and the anchor are]
[Ah! Look, the pen is moving]
He Guang only felt that the pen in her hand was being pulled by a force and slowly moved. She looked up at Mo Liuying, who nodded slightly and began to ask, "Are you the Pen Fairy?"
The pen slid gently across the paper and moved to the word "yes".
"Are you the one my two roommates recruited a week ago?"
The pen moved gently on the paper, and this time it did not move back to the words, but wrote a sentence.
"I told you that you would come to me."
As he put down his pen, the candle in the room went out. He Guang turned around suddenly and saw a figure standing at the window.
The atmosphere in the room instantly froze, almost suffocating. In this atmosphere, Mo Liuying spoke up, "Since you want to come and see us, why do you have to be so mysterious and scare us?"
The shadow laughed, "You are all so brave, I don't have the confidence to scare you, but if you don't do anything and I come to your door, that would be too embarrassing."
[What she said makes sense]
【What an honest guy】
[This development was beyond my expectation. I thought the anchor would have to play another round with her.]
【I also】
[That's right. Is there anything that can't be solved by everyone sitting together and chatting peacefully? If there is a host, let's play a game.]
"What do you want to tell us?" Mo Liuying said.
"Isn't it possible that you guys want to ask me something?"
He Guang felt that the conversation between the smart people and the smart ghost was too roundabout, so she stood up and turned on the light, "We are all so familiar with each other, can't we just say whatever we want to say?"
Not very familiar, okay?
The black shadow was indeed Pingping. She was wearing an old school uniform. Except for her pale face, she looked no different from a normal person.
He Guang couldn't guess how she died based on her intact appearance. She didn't have the strong sinister and bloody smell that Alin and the headless woman had.
"You should be our senior, right?" He Guang looked at Ping Ping. "It's been so long, do you have any unfulfilled wishes for not reincarnating?"
"You really don't play by the rules. I thought you would ask me why I pretended to be their roommate and why I lived with them for so many days." Pingping smiled and floated in front of Heguang.
"I've seen movies portray this way, ghosts linger in the world because they have unfulfilled wishes, as the saying goes, art comes from life." He Guang said, "Besides, we have something to ask you, so we can't just ask in vain.
You have to pay for what you get, the principles of the world are always the same.
Wouldn't it be easier if we were honest? "
[The host is also an honest person]
[Sometimes, the host says things that only someone who has a clear understanding of life can say]
[The friend in front wants to say that the anchor is a smart person, or that she is not as stupid as she looks]
[I just feel that the anchor is not the kind of person who was raised in a honeypot. There are some things and some truths that she understands better than us, but she can still maintain such a pure character, so I feel a little emotional]
[I am also very curious and feel that this anchor is a person with a story]
【Same feeling】
"I agree with what you said, but where should we start?" Pingping said.
"Who are you?" Mo Liuying asked.
"Who is that headless senior? What do you want?"
"I am Pingping. I didn't lie to you about my name," said Pingping.
"Regarding the beheaded senior, you can only blame your roommate for asking for trouble. Other girls who play with pen spirits have never been like them. Every move is accurate, and she is the most powerful one in this area."
This senior sister, who also died many years ago, did not lose her speaking style at all with her death.
"You guys also know that being a ghost is boring."
The two living people in the room thought at the same time, “We don’t know.”
"You little girls usually like to play with the Ouija board and pen ghosts. It's hard to succeed in this kind of thing. Sometimes I just join in the fun, pretending to be summoned successfully, and answer their questions. Don't tell me, it's quite fun to tease little girls."
[Big sister, do you think you are a summoned beast?]
[Why do I think this ghost is a bit funny]
He Guang said, "So, the students living in the building are being spied on by you every day?
They are so miserable.”
"What do you mean by being spied on every day? I only go in when I'm watching TV at night."
Ping Ping glared at her. "Besides, could you please not be so focused on something so unique?"
Although she hadn't been with He Guang for a long time, she still saw through her true nature.
Looking at these weird man and ghost, Mo Liuying exerted her strong willpower, remained unmoved, and even calmly analyzed what happened later.
"Yan Yan and Yuan Yuan played with the Pen Fairy, but ended up attracting a headless senior who is more powerful than you. You found something wrong and warned them. Did you trap He Guang and the others last night because you wanted to tell them something?"
"That's about it!" Pingping seemed to want to slap her thigh, but in order to maintain the last bit of dignity as a ghost and a senior student, she put her hand down.
"You said the same thing about that round-faced girl. I followed them for so many days, but she didn't notice it earlier or later. She had to tell me the truth before she noticed it."
He Guang, Mo Liuying, "..."
"I really didn't expect that they would be so unlucky. If I had known that I would have just tricked them that night."
Ping Ping seemed to be very regretful. "It was too late. When they finished chanting the spell, the light flickered and I felt like there was someone like me. Then I saw her head rolling in like a ball, staring straight at the two girls."
Mo Liuying's scalp tightened when she thought of that scene, "She didn't do it at that time because you were there."
"Almost." Pingping sat on the table, crossing her legs. "Because I died here, I have the advantage of territory, but she is stronger than me. If I kill one or two more people, her resentment will increase, and my advantage will be useless."
Ghosts are most powerful at the place where they died. Xiao Jin in the library also mentioned this last time, and Mo Liuying understood it instantly.
Pingping sighed in a worried tone, "We must not let her kill again, otherwise the tragedy of the past will definitely happen again. But if a fight really breaks out now, I will..."
At this point, she looked at the two living people in the room and said, "What are you looking at? I didn't say I'm giving up. It's just that my ability is limited and I need help."
Mo Liuying smiled softly, "I just didn't expect that as a ghost you would be so responsible and take care of us living people so well."
Pingping felt that this sentence was full of irony and suspicion.
"Not all ghosts want to harm people."
Ping Ping waved her hands. "Although I can't beat her, killing you is as easy as playing. I don't need to go through so much trouble to harm you. You are like beautiful glass vases to me. I can see the splendor of life from you, but you are too fragile. So I have to protect you carefully."
[The host smiled but said nothing]
[The host said that killing everyone here would be just like playing]
【Suddenly sad】
"Then how can we help you?" He Guang said, "We don't know how to catch ghosts?"
[The anchor can’t catch ghosts, but you can fight them]
[The anchor started to deceive the people who didn’t know the truth again]
Ping Ping pointed at the black box and said, "What you prepared is much more professional than those masters who are good at cheating people. There is not much difference between beating ghosts and beating people, as long as you use the right tools."
"Has someone else asked the master to deal with you before?" Mo Liuying asked.
"I guess so!" Ping Ping said, "You also know that being a ghost is boring.
This world loses its color after death. No matter how delicious the food is, you can see it but you can’t eat it. Of course, if you practice to my level, you can touch it.
But when you put it in your mouth, it's like swallowing a piece of tasteless dough.
You will no longer have any friends, and no one will see what you say or do, let alone respond.
Of course we can’t let them see it, otherwise who knows how many people would be scared to death in a day.
If it is an earthbound spirit, it would be even more miserable. It cannot walk too far and cannot see its relatives.
Besides, what would happen if I saw him?"
She laughed a laugh that seemed both sad and sarcastic.
[After hearing what she said, I suddenly had the courage to live]
[How miserable]
【Senior, tell me your story】
"So besides wanting to help you, I have only one request when I come to you: send me to reincarnate. If that doesn't work, kill me too," Pingping said.
As she said the last sentence, her eyes suddenly turned to Kazumitsu.
"It's a relief anyway."
"System-kun, she is looking at me." He Guang said.
"No matter how you look at it, Mr. Mo is more reliable, right?"
The system said, "Host, you are self-aware to the point of being adorable, which is really an advantage. Ghosts are more perceptive than humans in some ways, and perhaps our actions yesterday were noticed."
“We can only try our best.
How much do you know about the beheaded senior? The information I investigated only mentioned a 15 or 16-year-old girl who was hacked to death by her classmates in an open-air pool in the old campus.
It's just that more than ten years have passed and the information is not complete. Is that girl the senior with the severed head?" Mo Liuying said carefully.
"I do know. With so many ghosts in the school, I know her better."
Pingping's eyes were empty, as if she was reminiscing.
Mo Liuying raised her eyebrows. She really wanted to ask how many ghosts there were in the school. However, considering the extremely high death rate in the school every year, it would be true that there were ghosts if there were not many ghosts.
They are extremely lucky to be alive today.
If Chen Mengze knew, wouldn't he stop foolishly thinking that he was a disaster star?
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