"Little wood?"

Cao Xinlong was as confused as Monk Zhang Er, not knowing who the little wood Gu Tengfei was talking about was.

At this moment, Gu Tengfei pulled him to the desk, pointed to the ashes pencil in the pen holder and said, "Didn't I tell you that my grandfather told me about the ashes pencil before he passed away?

I have a wooden box, and there is a

He told me that if one day I encounter any trouble in my studies, he would let me burn the little finger bone into ashes and make an ashes pencil... I thought that my grandfather picked up the little finger bone casually.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a small piece of wood!"

Xiaomu grew up with Gu Tengfei. At that time, Gu Tengfei's grandfather told them the story of the ashes pencil.

It is said that there was a scholar in ancient times who studied hard for ten years and never graduated from high school. Before his wife died, he chopped off her little finger, burned it to ashes, and made a writing brush for her husband. Unexpectedly, after his wife passed away, the husband turned out to be a high school student.

, later it was found out that he was blessed by his dead wife, and the scholar was moved and died for his love, which became a good story.

At that time, Xiaomu said to Gu Tengfei: "It would be great if one day I could bless you like this."

Gu Tengfei didn't take it seriously: "You're not a ghost, how can you protect me?"

But then Xiaomu died. She was suffering from leukemia, and her family had no money for treatment. She passed away after half a year. It was not until four years later that the old grandfather handed over the box containing the finger bones when he was about to pass away.

Give it to him. Now that he thought about it, Gu Tengfei realized that those knuckles must have been left by a small piece of wood...

"My childhood sweetheart and my confidante, what are you afraid of?"

Cao Xinlong really didn't understand what Gu Tengfei was thinking. Compared with the soul of Xiao Mumu and the man in black who followed him, I'm afraid it was far behind.

At this time, Gu Tengfei also nodded with a serious face and said: "I don't want to tell you this, but I want to tell you, Xiaomu said, if you can't satisfy that man's wish, I will also suffer...

Cao Xinlong, after getting the pen, did the undead spirit that possessed the pen tell you what he wished for?"

Speaking of this matter, Cao Xinlong got angry: "If you hadn't given me some ashes pencil, how could I have gotten into this kind of thing! He said he wanted me to help him find the real culprit who killed him! Gu Tengfei, you

What is this thing called? Whose grave were you digging at the beginning?!"

Gu Tengfei thought for a while, but still felt it was impossible: "There is absolutely no problem with that grave, unless the bones inside have been replaced!"

Thinking about it carefully, I still feel a little strange. The grave of the old man of the Zhou family has been there for decades. How could it emit such a stench? It's just like... similar to someone who just died...

Thinking of this, Gu Tengfei seemed to understand something, and quickly took Cao Xinlong's hand and said, "How about... let's go back and take a look?"

"I'm not going!" Cao Xinlong thought with a fluke mentality, "I don't know where the pen is now. What if he finds someone else in the future? Ignore this matter for the time being. There is still an exam tomorrow.

!”

Cao Xinlong said hurriedly, then walked into the bathroom again with his pajamas, completely blocking Gu Tengfei from the door.

Gu Tengfei raised his hand, gave up the plan of knocking on the door, sighed, and returned to the desk, (update 4.) "Little wood?"

Cao Xinlong was as confused as Monk Zhang Er, not knowing who the little wood Gu Tengfei was talking about was.

At this moment, Gu Tengfei pulled him to the desk, pointed to the ashes pencil in the pen holder and said, "Didn't I tell you that my grandfather told me about the ashes pencil before he passed away?

I have a wooden box, and there is a

He told me that if one day I encounter any trouble in my studies, he would let me burn the little finger bone into ashes and make an ashes pencil... I thought that my grandfather picked up the little finger bone casually.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a small piece of wood!"

Xiaomu grew up with Gu Tengfei. At that time, Gu Tengfei's grandfather told them the story of the ashes pencil.

It is said that there was a scholar in ancient times who studied hard for ten years and never graduated from high school. Before his wife died, he chopped off her little finger, burned it to ashes, and made a writing brush for her husband. Unexpectedly, after his wife passed away, the husband turned out to be a high school student.

, later it was found out that he was blessed by his dead wife, and the scholar was moved and died for his love, which became a good story.

At that time, Xiaomu said to Gu Tengfei: "It would be great if one day I could bless you like this."

Gu Tengfei didn't take it seriously: "You're not a ghost, how can you protect me?"

But then Xiaomu died. She was suffering from leukemia, and her family had no money for treatment. She passed away after half a year. It was not until four years later that the old grandfather handed over the box containing the finger bones when he was about to pass away.

Give it to him. Now that he thought about it, Gu Tengfei realized that those knuckles must have been left by a small piece of wood...

"My childhood sweetheart and my confidante, what are you afraid of?"

Cao Xinlong really didn't understand what Gu Tengfei was thinking. Compared with the soul of Xiao Mumu and the man in black who followed him, I'm afraid it was far behind.

At this time, Gu Tengfei also nodded with a serious face and said: "I don't want to tell you this, but I want to tell you, Xiaomu said, if you can't satisfy that man's wish, I will also suffer...

Cao Xinlong, after getting the pen, did the undead spirit that possessed the pen tell you what he wished for?"

Speaking of this matter, Cao Xinlong got angry: "If you hadn't given me some ashes pencil, how could I have gotten into this kind of thing! He said he wanted me to help him find the real culprit who killed him! Gu Tengfei, you

What is this thing called? Whose grave were you digging at the beginning?!"

Gu Tengfei thought for a while, but still felt it was impossible: "There is absolutely no problem with that grave, unless the bones inside have been replaced!"

Thinking about it carefully, I still feel a little strange. The grave of the old man of the Zhou family has been there for decades. How could it emit such a stench? It's just like... similar to someone who just died...

Thinking of this, Gu Tengfei seemed to understand something, and quickly took Cao Xinlong's hand and said, "How about... let's go back and take a look?"

"I'm not going!" Cao Xinlong thought with a fluke mentality, "I don't know where the pen is now. What if he finds someone else in the future? Ignore this matter for the time being. There is still an exam tomorrow.

!”

Cao Xinlong said hurriedly, then walked into the bathroom again with his pajamas, completely blocking Gu Tengfei from the door.
Chapter completed!