Chapter 34 Deadly Game
Li Xianyu saw the dark yellow ceiling and bright blazing lights. According to the color of the walls and the sound in his ears, this is the old building of the girls' dormitory, and not all student dormitories are new buildings.
"Zhang Ying, it feels like a pity that you almost married into a wealthy family." said the girl lying on the bed opposite.
"If you want me to say it, just fight with her. Anyway, you have children, and if you have children, you have chips." Another voice came from under the bed.
Zhang Ying's voice sounded in Li Xianyu's ears, and she sighed: "Isn't it a conscious way to give birth to a child? Do you think I don't want it, but he doesn't agree to divorce. His wife's family is also in business. How can she divorce the child in my belly? At worst, she can give me a child support. He won't want it, and threats are useless. But if I know the tact, he is willing to pay a breakup fee."
My perspective is so strange, why am I on Zhang Ying’s head?
After a moment of stunned silence, Li Xianyu immediately realized that he was looking at the world from the perspective of a ghost baby, but why did I see what happened last night?
What is the operation?
Ghost Infant Card Broadcasting Room?
Is it because its umbilical cord was inserted into my mouth?
"Hey, reveal, how much breakup fee did he give you?"
This question aroused the interest of two other girls in the dormitory and asked them one after another.
Zhang Ying said: "The breakup fee is 150,000 yuan, plus the nutritional expenses, mental loss expenses, etc., a total of 200,000 yuan."
"Wow!"
All kinds of exclamations, the girls looked envious: "I've made a lot of money. I'll have such a kid next time, so why don't you think I'm the one?"
It turns out that girls are talking about this topic in private, ha, women.
Which fool gives so much money to break up? No wonder the marriage market is getting more and more recession.
Do you know that you are raising your price?
But when I think about my waist, Li Xianyu was sad. What does it have to do with me if I try to raise my head or not? Think about the 200,000 inheritance that my devil father had saved... In comparison, I feel even sadder.
"Kaizi is not so easy to catch. She is serving as a cattle in bed and serves as a horse." Zhang Ying sighed distressedly: "And when I was pregnant, my health became worse, my shape became disfigured, and my breasts (river crabs) became dizzy. It would be even more difficult to marry rich people in the future."
Li Xianyu thought to himself, but Naizi was also bigger.
From the perspective of the ghost baby, he could clearly see the scene in Zhang Ying's loose pajamas.
Zhang Ying rubbed her neck: "I have been sore and painful recently. I always feel something pressing on my neck."
At this time, a girl suggested: "Why don't we play with the pen fairy? Let's ask it for the future."
The proposal was immediately rejected by another girl: "You are so desperate, how dare you play with this thing?"
The girl in the shop opposite Zhang Ying smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Do you really believe that there are ghosts in the world? Even if there is, that's right. As long as we abide by the rules, the Bixian is not worth worrying about."
Li Xianyu found herself getting up. To be precise, Zhang Ying got up. She sat on the bed, and said in an interest-filled tone: "Okay, who knows the rules?"
After Zhang Ying got up, he saw clearly the overall appearance of the dormitory. The girls' bed sheets and shops were either cartoons or pink, and there was a faint perfume smell in the air. But the things on the table were messy and mixed, including cosmetics, computers, textbooks... It was messy, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder made the scalp numb. The balcony was hung with underwear of different colors and styles.
The kettle and chairs are placed randomly, and the overall feeling of the dormitory is not dirty, but very messy.
It turns out that there is not much difference between girls' dormitories and boys' dormitories.
The girl who proposed the opinion of playing with the pen fairy said, "I understand this, I will teach you, but I suggest that after twelve o'clock, we will go to the bathroom to play."
Zhang Ying said: "Why do you have to go to the toilet? Just play in the dormitory."
"Do you remember the legend of our dormitory building?" said the girl: "Our dormitory is an old house. In the 2008th session, a girl committed suicide by cutting her wrist in the toilet. If she plays with the pen fairy, it is more appropriate to go there. And the toilet light broke out last night."
The girls were a little scared and excited, and finally agreed to play the game.
Humans are such complex animals. The more they are afraid, the more they like to do it. They are afraid and stimulated, and then they accidentally kill themselves.
Li Xianyu's heart was slightly moved. Is it just a game of Pen Xian that made the ghost baby crazy and killed Zhang Ying?
They didn't know that there were actually resentful spirits in the world, and they lived in the same room with them.
The girl who proposed to play Pen Fairy is a supernatural fan. She always likes these gods and ghosts. She searches through the boxes and cabinets to find a candle: "I have wanted to play this game for a long time, but I'm afraid you won't dare to play it, so I haven't mentioned it."
Other girls pretentiously called "perverted" and "ill".
After staying up until twelve o'clock in the evening, the four girls sneaked out of the dormitory and headed towards the public toilet at the end of the corridor.
"I just told you the rules, repeat," said the girl of the supernatural enthusiast: "Don't ask how the Bixian died, don't try to make friends with it, don't ask if it's hungry, these are taboos."
"The last taboo is why." Zhang Ying asked.
"You ask, you are inviting it to eat," the girl deliberately lowered her voice: "It will eat you, and your family."
At twelve o'clock in the evening, the girls' dormitory was quiet, and the light of the street lights came from outside, but it made the corridor look even more vague and stern.
The four people entered the toilet, which was not transparent and darker than the corridor. After their pupils adapt to the darkness, they could vaguely see the outline of the toilet compartment.
Some compartment doors are closed, while others are half-open. This kind of half-open door is very cunning, especially under some psychological hint, it always makes people feel that there is something in the half-open door, and they are silently watching you in the dark.
After entering the closed and quiet toilet, the girls were obviously more nervous than before.
"Click!"
The supernatural girl used a lighter to light a white candle and said, "When playing with the pen fairy, the effect will be better. The red and white candles have different functions, and white candles are used to guide them. I have seen this statement on the supernatural forum, and I don't know whether it is true or false."
Li Xianyu thought about it carefully and didn't remember that he needed a white candle to play the Penxian game.
Yes, Lao Tie knows innovation when playing ghost games, but there are some things.
From the perspective of the ghost baby, Li Xianyu saw the girls squatting down around the candle. Their faces were half hidden in the darkness and half illuminated by the candlelight, making them look particularly groggy.
A piece of white paper was spread out on the ground, and four girls held the pen at the same time and hung it on the paper.
The supernatural girl whispered: "Bixian, Bixian, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."
The sound of the girl deliberately suppressing her voice echoing in the quiet toilet.
Li Xianyu has never understood this summoning formula. Logically speaking, the Pen Xian game is a soul-summoning ceremony, which calls for dirty things nearby, but the summoning formula is indeed a past life, this life, and a renewal.
Isn’t this arrogance to renew your relationship with you? Isn’t it a pity to die?
It is said that it is easy to invite the Bixian to send him away, but it is probably the cause of summoning the formula.
It should be changed to: Bixian Bixian, you are my Oppa, I am your silly Baitian. If you want to meet me, please draw a circle on the paper.
In this case, if you meet a pen fairy who likes Korean dramas, you might be able to escape.
"You can recite with me, sincerity will make you feel good."
It didn't work for a long time, and the supernatural girl was anxious.
God is so sincere that he will be spiritual. You should worship Buddha.
Li Xianyu couldn't spit it out in one mouthful.
After hearing this, a few girls read it together.
Five minutes later, the girls' arms began to tremble slightly, but it was not because of the Bixian, but because their arms were hung in the air for too long and their muscles became sore.
Bixian didn't seem to have come, but for some reason, Li Xianyu felt that the atmosphere in the toilet became solemn, and something came out.
In the quiet midnight, in the dark toilet, the spell of the girls summoning the Pen Fairy rang over and over again.
The candle burns quietly, the flames are straight, and sometimes swaying, twisting the girls' shadows.
After holding on for a few more minutes, the pen trembled violently, but without drawing circles, trembling because of the girls' sore arms.
"What, I'm saying there is no Pen Fairy at all." A girl let go of her hand and shook her arm violently: "I can't hold on."
The others also stopped, with a small black dot on the white paper.
Zhang Ying frowned in disappointment: "Bored."
They blew out the candles, put away the paper and pens, and left the toilet together.
Li Xianyu was slightly disappointed. Is that all? The ghost baby did not kill as he thought. It lay quietly on Mama's neck, with the umbilical cord attached to her spine.
When they walked to the toilet door, they unexpectedly appeared.
Li Xianyu suddenly had a fur, and her bulge of goose bumps all over her body were like a cold snake, rushing from her tail vertebra to her head.
Chapter completed!