Chapter 77 Haunted High School (11)
Wei Wan stood in front of the desk in the middle of the classroom, with the tools for summoning the Pen Fairy on the table.
The huge brush holder was a bit old. Looking closely under the flickering candlelight, the base of the brush seemed to be tinged with blood.
Today the president brought a new horoscope. The rice paper was a hard, dead white color, and on it were eight sections written with huge answers like "yes", "no", "good luck", and "bad luck", with some scrawled patterns next to them.
The players held their breath and looked at Wei Wan. In the room where only a small candle was burning, he stood alone behind the table. His handsome face became vague in the interweaving of light and dark, as if he was about to be swallowed up by another world at any time.
Wei Wan rolled up his sleeves. Although it was summer, he still wore long sleeves, which made his pale arms seem even thinner than a brush.
Just as Wei Wan was about to pick up the brush, the president suddenly said, "It seems that one person cannot summon the Pen Fairy. Let's invite a few more people to come together."
"That makes sense," the Dean of Studies said. "Is anyone else willing to join us?"
Of course no one would answer.
"If no one wants to participate, I'll call on their names," the Dean said, his gaze sweeping across the faces of every player in the classroom. "Shouldn't you feel honored to contribute to the school? What's the point of everyone retreating?"
Perhaps it was the sarcasm in the words, or perhaps it was just the excessive psychological pressure since the nightmare, but as the headmaster finished speaking, one player finally gave in.
The man jumped up from his chair, pointing at Wei Wan and yelling, "You knew inviting the gods wasn't a good idea, so why did you insist on participating? Are you crazy? It's bad enough you're going to die yourself, but you're also going to drag us down with you, aren't you?"
Wei Wan looked at him quietly without saying a word. Instead, the club president smiled grimly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. Under the light, he looked like a skeleton covered in human skin. "My dear classmate, praying to the Pen Fairy is a very ritualistic act. Not only do you disrespect it, but you keep saying it like "death, death, death". This is very disrespectful to our club's activities."
The man's face suddenly turned very bad. He barely dared to be aggressive towards an NPC like Wei Wan who looked weak and frail. But when he met someone like the president who looked abnormal, he dared not say a word.
The club president didn't allow the players to summon the spirits, but the other players were unwilling to go on stage and die, so the situation came to a standstill.
Su Yue thought about it and winked at Cang Zhi. In the process of winking, he received a warning look from the dean of studies, "Don't make eye contact," but he ignored it silently.
Cang Zhi understood Su Yue's meaning and stood up with him. When Wei Wan saw the two of them stand up, his expression changed slightly.
"Let's come too." Su Yue said.
The leader and the few players he'd met yesterday all stared at him in surprise, wondering if he'd lost his mind. He knew attending the Immortal Summoning Meeting would bring him nightmares, yet he still wanted to wade into this mess?
Su Yue’s own idea was that it was unwise to participate in the invitation to the immortals, but it would be even worse if the plot got stuck here.
Moreover, Su Yue felt that it was better for him to go up than for others to die in vain. At least he was sure that if the Pen Fairy wanted to chop him, he would be safe.
"I don't need you." Wei Wan said firmly, "I can call the spirit alone. Isn't it said that as long as you are sincere enough, you can get the attention of the Pen Fairy?"
"You two come along." The president ignored Wei Wan's refusal with a smile, walked forward, and held Su Yue and Cang Zhi's hands on the left and right.
In the summer just after the final exams, Su Yue wore a short-sleeved shirt. The president's hand was holding his wrist, and his palm was slippery and cold, like a snake crawling out of the darkness.
"No, I can do it myself." Wei Wan still refused firmly. He was even ready to dodge with the brush, because only by holding the brush could he officially join the ceremony of summoning the immortals.
But just as he took a step back with the brush in his hand, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed the brush in his hand.
Wei Wan was startled and turned around quickly, looking in surprise at the player who suddenly came over.
It turned out to be that arrogant middle school student who confronted everyone he met.
"Since it takes four people to start summoning the spirits at once, why not let me join in?" The middle school student said with a smile.
As he spoke, he looked at Su Yue and Cang Zhi with a domineering look, as if to say, "Don't try to do anything behind my back."
This person actually thought that Su Yue, Cang Zhi and Wei Wan were summoning the Pen Fairy together because they had planned it in advance.
Su Yue: "..."
This is really like there is a road to heaven but you don't take it.
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Holding the brush signified their willingness to join the quest for the immortals, and one could no longer withdraw, having the same effect as a blood oath. Wei Wan's expression of self-destruction was palpable when the student grasped the brush, and he made no effort to stop Su Yue and Cang Zhi, who simply followed suit and grasped the brush together.
During the process, other players, especially the big sister and the one wearing black-framed glasses who were friends with Su Yue, looked at them with worried expressions and didn't understand why they were so confused. They didn't know why they would take such a big risk to participate in the summoning of immortals.
The president held up the inkstone and walked to each person, taking blood from them like he did yesterday.
When Cang Zhi pierced Su Yue's finger, he glanced at him with a look of concern that seemed to want to say something but hesitated. Su Yue unexpectedly sensed it, sighed, and whispered, "What are you doing? Do you really think I'm spoiled?"
Cang Zhi immediately shook his head.
Su Yue was about to say something else, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the dean's torch-like gaze sweeping towards him again.
He had been roaming the gaming world for so many years, but this was the first time he was left speechless by an NPC. However, he really didn't want to be accused of "flirting" like he was in a premature love relationship, so he had to keep quiet.
"Everyone who is not involved, please leave the classroom now." The president said with a smile, "I will start summoning the spirits immediately."
The other players almost jumped out of the classroom as if their butts were on fire, and the head teacher also left. Only Su Yue, Cang Zhi, Wei Wan, the middle school student and the president were left.
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Wei Wan lowered his eyes, staring at the horoscope on the table, his expression unrecognizable. Su Yue and Cang Zhi looked very serious.
As for the middle school student, he seemed to be the type who was particularly good at pretending to be defeated and having to be stubborn, so he had a smile on his face now.
The president extinguished a circle of candles nearby, and the light in the room dimmed even more. The shadows of the tables, chairs, and brooms in the corners were extremely long, like hidden ghosts.
He took out a white candle, lit it slowly, and muttered something. At first it was some complicated spells, which slowly turned into low mutters. Su Yue was sure that what he said was not any human language, but more like ghost talk.
The five people held the pen together. When the president began to chant the spell, he was already holding the pen and slowly turning it counterclockwise.
The ceremony of inviting the immortals officially begins.
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In the dim classroom, five people sat in a circle, chanting inhuman incantations, asking the legendary evil monster, the Pen Fairy, to appear. The large, ink-stained characters on the horoscope before them were faintly blood-red, and a huge brush slowly rotated among the crowd. The scene was indescribably eerie.
After just two turns, Su Yue already felt something was wrong.
There was no wind, but the flames swayed unnaturally.
Something came into the classroom.
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The way to summon the Pen Fairy is to hold the pen and rotate it counterclockwise. At a certain moment, when you release your grip, the pen will rotate on its own, indicating that the Pen Fairy has possessed the pen. Although the pen in your hand does not clearly convey any feeling, Su Yue is certain that if he lets go at this moment, the brush will definitely rotate on its own.
Opposite him was the middle school student, and from the student's suddenly nervous expression, Su Yue read the same message.
What he didn't understand was that yesterday sixteen people summoned the Pen Fairy and it took a long time, but today it came just after the pen had made its second turn. What was going on?
It can't be that the first time is unfamiliar and the second time is familiar.
After the circle was completed, the president was the first to let go of his hand, followed by Wei Wan, Su Yue, the middle school student, and Cang Zhi.
The middle school student should have been the last to let go, but he was probably afraid that something might happen if he let go last, so he let go before Cang Zhi.
The brush shaft trembled, then unexpectedly maintained its upright position, hovering above the natal chart, slowly rotating counterclockwise. The brush cast a long shadow on the rice paper, trembling violently with each movement, as if a dark shadow was eager to break through the paper.
"Master Pen Fairy has arrived." The president said in a dull, emotionless tone, "You can ask questions now."
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No one wants to be the first person to ask the question, especially players who know how to be cautious.
But Wei Wan seemed to not care about these things at all, or maybe he didn't understand them at all.
Following the president's instructions, Wei Wan placed her slender fingers on the pen and asked, "Are you the Pen Fairy?"
This is actually a very stupid question for a spirit to be invited, because the one you invite must be the pen fairy, which is like doubting the other party's quality. The pen fairy may ignore you at best, or even retaliate on the spot at worst.
But none of these things happened.
The brush hovered quietly in the air for a while, and then drew a standard circle on the "yes" on the horoscope.
"Next." said the president.
Wei Wan's question session was over, and there was no set order for the next speaker, so Su Yue came out immediately. He quickly put his fingers on the pen, which was a symbol of asking a question.
The pen shaft vibrated slightly and the temperature was icy. The sensory effect was very strange, but Su Yue did feel a strong murderous intent the moment his finger touched it.
Su Yue couldn't see the Pen Fairy, but he could clearly feel its presence. The intuition of danger made him feel cold on the back of his neck.
It was an aura filled with malice. If it had the power, it would probably kill everyone in the classroom immediately.
Generally speaking, it is better not to provoke such evil spirits.
However, there is a question that has been bothering Su Yue since yesterday. He must ask it, otherwise he will suffocate to death.
"Can you let me see what you look like?" Su Yue asked, "You're not really transparent, are you?"
Everyone: “…”
Pen Fairy: “…”
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