Seeing that he was so serious, Cao Xinlong also held a pencil and squinted his eyes and started reciting, probably dozens of times. The ashes of the burned paper were blown away by the cold wind, and the two of them returned to school quietly, as if nothing had happened.

It's like nothing ever happened.

"Whether it works or not, you will know after you try it, but you must never tell others, do you understand?!"

Gu Tengfei emphasized again and again, and Cao Xinlong had no choice but to nod and agree.

After returning to the dormitory that night, Cao Xinlong's mind was still in a mess. He read for a while and then fell asleep on the bed.

That night, Cao Xinlong had a bizarre dream.

He dreamed that the phalange burned by Gu Tengfei was lying flat in the palm of his hand, his fingertips sliding inch by inch, a little itchy and painful, standing up like a human, jumping around in his palm, and inserting it all at once

In his eyes...

When Cao Xinlong woke up, his whole body was covered in sweat. He always felt that something was wrong with this matter. He suspected that he had been tricked by Gu Tengfei. But recalling Gu Tengfei's serious appearance, he felt that the pencil seemed to really work.

Early the next morning, Cao Xinlong was in very bad spirits. Gu Tengfei knew that he was still thinking about the pencil ashes, so he comforted him: "It's okay. Trust me, you will know during the exam tomorrow!"

Cao Xinlong was still hesitant. He held the ashes pencil in his hand for the whole day and was in a daze. Warming up the book naturally had no effect. But Gu Tengfei still went his own way. He didn't even flip through the book and went to bed early after playing an online game. If it weren't for the situation in front of him,

Seeing Gu Tengfei standing on the small balcony with a pencil and bowing three times before going to bed, Cao Xinlong couldn't believe that Gu Tengfei relied on this thing to get high marks in the exam.

The night before the exam, Cao Xinlong fell into a nightmare again.

In the dream, there was a dilapidated coffin, very similar to the one he and Gu Tengfei dug up that day, but instead of a pile of bones lying in the coffin, it was a middle-aged man who was well-dressed.

His face was pale and he was not breathing. His hands were folded on his chest, and a sharp knife was stuck in the clenched tiger's mouth. The blade shone whitely in the moonlight and looked extremely sharp.

And Cao Xinlong was standing in front of the coffin, his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all. He could only face the pale face of the male corpse and the dripping blood oozing from his chest.

After having nightmares for two consecutive nights, Cao Xinlong was very tired and couldn't keep up his energy at all. Gu Tengfei felt that he was worrying too much and couldn't help comforting him: "I have been using ashes pencils for at least five or six years, from high school to college.

If nothing happens, don't worry. The soul of the deceased will only be possessed by the pencil. As long as you make good offerings and burn some paper to it on time every month, it will never haunt you."

Cao Xinlong didn't know whether there were ghosts in the world, but he also realized that he had thought too much in the past two days. When he entered the examination room, he deliberately took out his pencil and looked at it.

The shape of the pencil made by Gu Tengfei is no different from that of ordinary pencils, but it is cold and devoid of warmth when held in his hand. Strangely, Cao Xinlong also smelled a different smell, like the smell of blood, with a bit of corrosion.

stench.

He suspected that he was overthinking and it was probably just a psychological effect, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, clenched his pencil, and waited for the exam to start.

At this time, the students in the lecture theater were sitting in rows according to the previously arranged seating chart of the examination room. There were two empty seats between each pair, so it was not easy for them to cheat while whispering to each other. (Update 3.) Cao Xinlong saw him being so mean.

If something happened, he held the pencil and squinted his eyes and started reciting it, probably dozens of times. The ashes of the burned paper were blown away by the cold wind, and the two of them returned to school quietly, as if nothing had happened.

"Whether it works or not, you will know after you try it, but you must never tell others, do you understand?!"

Gu Tengfei emphasized again and again, and Cao Xinlong had no choice but to nod and agree.

After returning to the dormitory that night, Cao Xinlong's mind was still in a mess. He read for a while and then fell asleep on the bed.

That night, Cao Xinlong had a bizarre dream.

He dreamed that the phalange burned by Gu Tengfei was lying flat in the palm of his hand, his fingertips sliding inch by inch, a little itchy and painful, standing up like a human, jumping around in his palm, and inserting it all at once

In his eyes...

When Cao Xinlong woke up, his whole body was covered in sweat. He always felt that something was wrong with this matter. He suspected that he had been tricked by Gu Tengfei. But recalling Gu Tengfei's serious appearance, he felt that the pencil seemed to really work.

Early the next morning, Cao Xinlong was in very bad spirits. Gu Tengfei knew that he was still thinking about the pencil ashes, so he comforted him: "It's okay. Trust me, you will know during the exam tomorrow!"

Cao Xinlong was still hesitant. He held the ashes pencil in his hand for the whole day and was in a daze. Warming up the book naturally had no effect. But Gu Tengfei still went his own way. He didn't even flip through the book and went to bed early after playing an online game. If it weren't for the situation in front of him,

Seeing Gu Tengfei standing on the small balcony with a pencil and bowing three times before going to bed, Cao Xinlong couldn't believe that Gu Tengfei relied on this thing to get high marks in the exam.

The night before the exam, Cao Xinlong fell into a nightmare again.

In the dream, there was a dilapidated coffin, very similar to the one he and Gu Tengfei dug up that day, but instead of a pile of bones lying in the coffin, it was a middle-aged man who was well-dressed.

His face was pale and he was not breathing. His hands were folded on his chest, and a sharp knife was stuck in the clenched tiger's mouth. The blade shone whitely in the moonlight and looked extremely sharp.

And Cao Xinlong was standing in front of the coffin, his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all. He could only face the pale face of the male corpse and the dripping blood oozing from his chest.

After having nightmares for two consecutive nights, Cao Xinlong was very tired and couldn't keep up his energy at all. Gu Tengfei felt that he was worrying too much and couldn't help comforting him: "I have been using ashes pencils for at least five or six years, from high school to college.

If nothing happens, don't worry. The soul of the deceased will only be possessed by the pencil. As long as you make good offerings and burn some paper to it on time every month, it will never haunt you."

Cao Xinlong didn't know whether there were ghosts in the world, but he also realized that he had thought too much in the past two days. When he entered the examination room, he deliberately took out his pencil and looked at it.

The shape of the pencil made by Gu Tengfei is no different from that of ordinary pencils, but it is cold and devoid of warmth when held in his hand. Strangely, Cao Xinlong also smelled a different smell, like the smell of blood, with a bit of corrosion.

stench.

He suspected that he was overthinking and it was probably just a psychological effect, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, clenched his pencil, and waited for the exam to start.
Chapter completed!