RPG Chapter 62: Set sixty-two

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Setting Sixty Two: Supernatural Research Society (15)

If you want to select the most widely known supernatural game of the 21st century, "Pen Xian" will definitely be in the top three. Its rules are very simple. Two people prepare a pen and a piece of paper, cross their hands to hold the pen, recite some mantras that invite the pen fairy, and take turns to ask questions. The invited pen fairy will answer the questioner's questions on the paper. In this process, others are not allowed to intervene, and cannot ask about the identity of the pen fairy and how to die. After asking the question, the pen fairy must be sent away so as not to lead the ghost to the upper body.

The most important thing is that for the questioner's question, Bi Xian does not need to answer it. Once it is answered, it must be true.

After listening to Shan Ziwei's introduction of "Penxian", the gaze of the white-haired young man from Rose Blood did not relax much, and his skepticism was obvious.

Shanzi Wei is in trouble. As the subject of suspicion, no matter what he says now, he can hardly win the trust of others.

"He was right."

When he heard the host's words, Shanzi Wei's heart jumped, and he forcibly stopped his urge to look back at that person. Rose Blood looked at the list and Wei looked at the host again, "Do you know the "Pen Fairy"?"

The host didn't speak any more, but it was Wei Wei's customary default. Shanzi Wei licked his teeth secretly, always like this, the guy knew everything but didn't say anything, everyone was played around by him.

The testimony of the black-haired young man made Rose Blood relieved. She said to the host: "I will play with you."

The girl glanced at Shanzi Wei, and said directly: "Firstly, I don't believe him very much. Secondly, my setting 2 has not been completed yet, and I have missed two times of ‘death’."

Shanzi Wei Wenyan took a look at his own setting 2, and found that he had already reached the setting 2, which he regarded as a scourge.

[Setting 2: You are a member of the supernatural research community that actively participates in activities, and believe in "If you do not die, you will die" (10/8). (00:29:40)]

Not only was it achieved, but it was overdue. Shanzi Wei was shocked by his spirit of death. He looked at the countdown with about half an hour left and realized that this board has been played for almost 10 hours.

Has it been more than 9 hours... It feels like a century has passed, Wei Wei thought in a daze. Can this chessboard really pass? More than 9 hours means that all players have less than 3 hours of game time left, and the connection level setting has not yet been played out.

Rose Blood is also aware of this, she is more anxious than Shan Zi Wei, the clearance setting is still far away, and the activation time limit of setting 2 is close at hand. The young girl stared straight at the black-haired youth, but saw the other person raised her eyes and glanced at her. There was no meaning, no feelings, and she felt cold for no reason.

Then she heard him say: "Okay."

When the host took the lead to kneel and sit by the coffee table, the rose blood came back to his senses. She hesitated to sit next to the black-haired youth, and the closer she got, the more she felt a sense of speechless oppression, as if she was disturbing a beast that was hunting and ready to go.

Shan Ziwei watched the rose blood and played "Pen Fairy" with the host. Being excluded, a certain **** is not only not uncomfortable, but also very enjoyable-any game that requires physical contact is a hooliganism.

The two of them hung their hands over the coffee table, crossed their hands, with the backs of their hands facing inward and palms facing outwards. They placed the pen between the two hands and stood on the paper. In the pen immortal, the person sitting on the right is the main questioner and is responsible for reciting the mantras of asking pen immortals and sending pen immortals. Rose blood is on the right, and he carefully reads the mantra of "Pen Xian": "Past life, past life, I am your present life. If you want to continue with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

Almost as soon as the voice fell, Shanzi Wei felt that the temperature in the living room had dropped several degrees. There seemed to be a vague snicker in the void. Under the gaze of the three of them, the unmanned pen moved and spontaneously drew a black circle on the white paper.

Bixian is here.

From the taboo of "Pixian", it can be seen that although Penxian is called "Xian", it actually refers to those things that cannot be said. At this time, the pen immortal invited by them was most likely the family of three who died tragically. Shan Zi Wei thought, except for Mr. Wei who has died with the bubble tea, they may be facing a wife, maybe a child, or the fourth person he guessed-Agui.

Now it's up to them how they learned the truth from Bi Xian.

Rose's blood was the first to ask the main questioner. As soon as she opened her red lips, her expression changed. Not only her, all players shifted their sights, staring scorchingly at the setting panel in the upper right corner of the field of vision.

【Setting 9: You left the haunted house. 】

Damn is finally out of the clearance setting! Sure enough, the horror decryption game ended up fleeing the supernatural zone. Shanzi Wei's eyes are about to be moist. Although the current situation is very severe, once this setting is released, he has already seen the hope of clearing the chessboard!

——I don’t know how to leave the haunted house in the world? Isn't this the "pen fairy" of the encyclopedia!

Even Rose Blood put aside the suspicion of Shanzi Wei, and the first question I asked Bixian was: "How can we leave the Manda House?"

In full view, the invisible pen fairy manipulates the pen and draws four characters on the white paper. The first two words were written stroke by stroke, but the latter two were written quickly and hurriedly, as if they were afraid of disturbing someone.

[Kill the ghost]

The people present looked at the four words with different expressions-okay, now the question is back to the original point, who is Agui?

Shanzi Wei thinks it is a hidden boss summoned by the children of the Wei family, and Rose Blood thinks it is Shanzi Wei. Now everything is decided by the pen immortal who can't lie.

According to the rules, then it is the host's turn to ask Bi Xian questions. The black-haired young man sat steadily in front of the coffee table. As if he hadn't noticed the tightness of the other two, he asked steadily and flatly: "What are the other ways to leave the old house?"

Shanzi Wei was stunned when he heard the unexpected problem. This was also a breakthrough point. They had better not be limited to one way out.

However, when I heard the host’s question, the pen was hanging on the paper and there was no movement—Pixian did not answer.

This is intriguing. Is there any other way to leave the old house, or there is, but Bi Xian doesn't want to tell them.

The right to ask questions turned back to Rose Blood. She felt that the host was a bit redundant. There was already a way before them, and the best thing they should do now is to clarify this way.

The girl pondered for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Are there any ghosts among the three of us?"

I have to say that Rose Blood asked very well. She didn't directly ask "Who is Agui"-Wan Tzuxian is Agui. This question undoubtedly violated the taboo of not asking about the identity of the pen fairy. Therefore, Rose Blood turned a corner and argued in a roundabout way.

This time, Bi Xian answered quickly without being silent.

[Yes]

After writing the word, Bi Xian did not stop, and added another line under the word "Yes."

[Among you

There is a ghost inside]

The moment we read the words on the paper clearly, it was incredible that Wei Wan was beaten to pieces and shattered into one place.

"Yes"...How can it be "Yes"? "Agui"-really one of them? And it's—the inner ghost?

Qianwei's blood eyes flickered, and she looked straight at the host beside her. As long as the host asks "Who is Ghost" next, the dust will settle.

The host raised crow-feather-like eyelashes and turned his eyes around Shan Zi Wei who was dumbfounded, a little dangerous emotion appeared in his eyes.

He asked, "How to kill ghosts here?"

Has the **** already started discussing how to make a ghost...Wait! Shanzi Wei suddenly found out that something was wrong. What the host just asked was...how to kill, ghost?

[Kill the ghost...]

Bixian was also recruited. It seemed to find that it was wrong to write a few words, but he couldn't stop the pen. Under the rules, Bixian either did not answer or gave the correct answer, so he faced the host's disrespectful question. , It can only continue to complete the answer.

[...the upper body person]

The last few words are so grassy that I can't see clearly, and I can feel the invisible anger of Bi Xian. Rose Blood was frightened by seeing him, but the host did not violate any rules, and Bi Xian could not attack him.

Seeing the pen shook frantically and calmed down, Rose Blood let go of her hanging heart. She was fed up with the black-haired youth's unconventional cards and couldn't wait to end the game.

Rose blood directly raises the most critical question: "Who is Ghost?"

Who is Agui...Agui...Who is...Who is...

The girl's crisp voice was like a drop of ink dripping into the darkness, arousing layers of echoes. There seemed to be something boiling in the darkness, as if an actor who was eager to be famous had practiced under the stage thousands of times, and finally waited until the moment he took the stage. Shanzi Wei shuddered, and an unspeakable malice aimed at him. He trembled, as if he was facing the abyss, walking on thin ice.

In the shadow-shrouded living room, the paper spread out on the coffee table is as white as a funeral, and a funeral song is written on it.

[Agui standing here]

Time and space seem to solidify into a silent paper-cut painting: the host is sitting, the rose blood is sitting, and the ghost is among the three of them. The only one standing Shanzi Wei looked away from the paper, and he met the girl's "as it is" gaze. There was no panic or loss in his head. Only this moment finally came, almost ridiculous sense of fate.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

At this moment, Shanzi Wei even wanted to laugh a little. He remembered the "Who's an Undercover" game he had played before. The most common mistake an undercover made was to believe that he was not an undercover, and then he was slapped in the face by the truth.

Just like him now.

Listen Wei said he was dissatisfied! He is just a Level 3 cute new, why should he give him such a very suspicious boss identity? It doesn't matter if he is a ghost, why didn't he enjoy the bonus and advantage of being a boss? ? ? The whole process was abused by a haunted house and turned into a damn! This spicy chicken status not only did not bring him any benefits, but instead made him face chase from his companions next.

The atmosphere became dangerous, and Qiangwei opened her mouth to recite the mantra of sending the pen fairy, but before the voice came out of her throat, the situation suddenly turned straight down.

"Do you want to die again?"

Already turned around and ready to run, Shan Wei froze in place. He turned his head stiffly, and together with the same incredible rose blood, he looked at the black-haired youth who had just made a noise.

Did he hear voices just now? Shanzi Wei thought blankly, he actually heard that the host violated the "pen fairy" taboo when he was about to finish the game?

In the horrified gaze of Rose Blood, the pen controlled by the pen fairy began to tremble violently. It was like a wild horse running wild on the white paper.

[Fier to death to death to death to death...]

The characters "death", large and small, were all over the paper, and rose blood screamed. She wanted to throw off the pen, but her hand seemed to be touching the extremely cold ice, and her belt was sticking to the pen. When the last vacancy on the white paper was "dead" filled in, the rose blood and the host snorted at the same time and poured it on the coffee table.

Mr. Shan, who was watching the whole process, was at a loss: How come things... have developed like this...?

In the past, Shanzi Wei just thought the host was unfathomable. Now Shanzi Wei thinks that the host is a bottomless pit. No one can predict what the guy thinks. Don't say that the host sacrifices itself to help him, the host he knows is not so helpful!

Before Shan Zi Wei could sort out his thoughts, the two on the coffee table moved. The host held up his body a step earlier than Rose Blood, he quickly grabbed the flower knife that the ghost doll had fallen on the ground before, and pierced Rose Blood's neck with his backhand.

The rose blood screamed and rolled to the side, almost avoiding the point. She rolled right in front of the TV and hurriedly helped the TV to get up, but accidentally pressed the power button.

I saw a snowflake flashing across the TV, and gradually became a woman with a crooked neck. This is the first time they have seen "Mrs. Wei" clearly at such a close distance. Its head is recessed, and it is attached to the left shoulder at 90 degrees, like a huge pea decoration.

Roseblood stumbled to the side, "Mrs. Wei" bent down and crawled out of the TV. It happened to be inserted between the host and the roseblood, hindering the host from chasing the girl.

San Ziwei stood at the entrance of the living room, staring at all this happening. The rose blood that ran over grabbed his cuff and ran him towards the kitchen.

"Run, he is possessed by a ghost—" Qiangwei said as he ran, "That person must be an inner ghost! Otherwise, we won't do such a thing. Let's go to the kitchen and take weapons to defend ourselves--"

Shanzi Wei's heart jumped, and he looked down at the hand that rose blood was pulling at his cuff. The girl grasped very well, not only able to pull him, but would not touch him, impartial.

After rushing into the kitchen, Rose Blood released her hand. She pressed her **** neck and glanced at Shanzi Wei, "I remember there are mulberry knives and knives in the cupboard, and there is a civil and military knife on the stove. Let's get the knives separately."

Shanzi Wei looked at the rose blood, "Okay."

Rose of Blood quickly walked to the stove and picked up the civil and military knife on the chopping board. When she couldn't help showing a smile, her heart suddenly became cold.

Rose Blood slowly lowered her head, several iron skewers dedicated to barbecue, from her heart to the other.

The long-lost sense of death enveloped her, and the girl looked back at the white-haired young man behind her, her beautiful face without a trace of expression.

"Why?"

"You have too many flaws, Lord Penxian." Shanzi Wei couldn't help sighing. "The only thing that distinguishes "Agui" from "Inner ghost" is you who knows. Generally speaking , Seeing the passage you wrote, the conclusion must be'Agui=Neigui'-or that is how you deliberately misled?"

"Besides, the timing of Mrs. Wei's appearance is too clever. She seems to be here to help you. And in terms of Roseblood's personality, she will choose to kill Ghost, so she will never cooperate with me. , And will never run away and take me on."

"Finally, the person you possess did not practice ‘cooking’, she would not understand the classification of those kitchen knives."

Shanzi Wei looked directly at the girl's eyes, looking through the depths of her soul.

"I have already answered you so much, Master'Penxian', now can you please answer me a question too-what is my relationship with you? So that you want to kill me so much?"

Looking back now, every sentence of Bi Xian was aimed at him, and he wished to kill him as "A ghost". Judging from the previous handwriting, Bi Xian is not the "host" in the restaurant's message, nor is it Mrs. Wei, so only the children of the Wei family are left-why did he offend the children of the Wei family?

Hearing Shanzi Wei's question, Rose Blood—"Pen Fairy" smiled weirdly, ignoring the iron frame that pierced the heart, stepped forward suddenly and turned back.

After pulling off the skewers, a lot of blood spurted out, and Rose Blood's eyes instantly turned red. Shanzi Wei didn't expect the other party to do so well. He was pushed on the stove by the counterattack girl and pinched his neck severely.

"What's the relationship?" "Pixian" glared at him with red eyes, "You are too forgetful, Master."

Master...? ! Shanzi Wei's brain exploded, and he instantly understood who he was and who it was. They have always overlooked a question: There is obviously a servant diary, which shows that there were four people in the Wei family at that time. Where did the servant go?

The newspaper reported the tragic death of a family of three, but the situation at this time is that the servant died, but the young master (he) is alive and well.

"Just forget how you killed me... By the way, you seem to have amnesia, are you too frightened? It's so pitiful." "Penxian"-the servant pinched Shanzi Wei's neck, it seemed to feel The neck is very itchy, and I can't help pulling out my hand to scratch my neck. "Fortunately, you are back, giving me the opportunity to personally... tell you..."

With one hand missing, Shanzi Wei felt that his breathing became much smoother. He watched the girl's hand grasping her neck harder and harder, and the nails were full of flesh and blood.

The servant also seemed to realize that his time was running out, and his expression became very angry for a moment, and then full of pleasure.

"It doesn't matter...Although...you can't do it yourself...but you will...come with me soon..."

Because the throat was cut out, it became more and more difficult to speak, like a hole in the exhaust pipe, whining unpleasantly.

The girl opened her blood-red eyes and spit out **** words.

"The one...has been waiting for you for a long time, and can't wait...to enjoy you."