The Rise of the Peninsula

Chapter 72 0066 - My future husband is surnamed Jin
Park Shangyuan reluctantly walked across to Lin Yuner, and the two stood on both sides of the chair, one on the left and one on the right.

"But I don't know the process of the game?" Lin Yuner glanced at Park Shangyuan remorsefully, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry, I've seen a lot of movies about Pen Fairy, all of them are lies, this game can be explained by science."

Pu Shangyuan held the pen vertically, and hovered over the only blank piece of paper: "Your finger reaches into my fingertips, clasps the pen holder, and then you don't have to worry about anything else."

"Okay." Lin Yuner trusted Park Shangyuan, squatting on the side of the chair, holding the ballpoint pen in the middle: "Then what?"

"Just keep quiet." Park Shangyuan wrote the words yes and no on the white paper, and when there was no more noise in the girls' dormitory, he said softly: "Pen Xian, Pen Xian, you are my past life, I am your life, if you want to come, draw a circle on the paper."

As soon as he finished speaking, the half-open door of the dormitory was suddenly blown by a gust of wind.

The dilapidated door slowly opened, and outside was the dead corridor.

Lin Yun'er shuddered, and shrank back towards Pu Shangyuan.

"Don't move around." Park Shangyuan stared at the tip of the pen, his body was like a stone statue.

The dark wind lingered in the dormitory, and the waste paper on the ground scratched the calf, as if someone had gently scratched it with a fingernail, the temperature dropped, and the chill spread up the ankle,

Keeping the same action, when in a state of high tension, people's senses will become more sensitive, which is undoubtedly a kind of torture for the two who are playing the pen fairy game.

The dilapidated girls' dormitory seemed to be a little darker, and the stained sheets were touched by something, as if someone was crawling out from under the bed.

About ten seconds later, the arms of the two hovering in the air began to tremble slightly, and the tip of the pen also left a series of disconnected dots on the white paper.

"Pen Fairy won't come, right?" Lin Yun'er asked after holding back for a long time, he really couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere.

"Many movies say that the time to invite a pen fairy is 10 minutes. If there is no response within 10 minutes, it means a failure. However, this thing is originally made up by people. Many times, the reason why gamers think that the pen fairy appears is actually a a psychological effect."

Park Sang-won signaled him to wait patiently: "Although the two of them said they didn't move, but because of the fear in their hearts and the posture of holding the pen, they drew these things unconsciously."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ballpoint pen in his hand shook slightly, and both of them noticed it.

"You moved it?"

With one voice, they both looked at each other, seeing a trace of surprise on each other's faces.

"It's not me." Lin Yun'er quickly denied it, with a nervous expression: "Old Pu, you said it's not really a pen fairy?"

"Impossible. The pen fairy game only uses the environment and the way of the game to bring psychological hints. The game time is deliberately arranged for a long time. The arm is suspended in the air, and it will shake involuntarily due to breathing and pulse. That's why this happens."

Park Shangyuan seemed to be trying to convince himself, and added: "People subconsciously imagine that the pen is moving by itself, and subconsciousness will affect subjective judgment."

"We have to use science to judge these things. These things are not credible. It is said that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they are not allowed to become elites."

That is, just after he finished speaking, the pen in his hand moved again, this time it was very obvious.

The two looked at each other, and looked at the white paper at the same time. The scattered dots on the paper were connected by a line, which happened to be an irregular circle.

"Fuck! It seems that it's really here!" Park Shangyuan wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lin Yuner grabbed it at the critical moment.

"Whether you are a real pen fairy or not, you must continue to play." Lin Yuner looked determined.

"Ok."

"Ask questions, and then send the pen fairy away." Park Shangyuan was still able to keep calm.

"What are you asking? The questions on the other blank sheets of paper?" Lin Yuner pointed to the blank sheets of paper next to her.

"Irrelevant question?"

"Just let me do it." Lin Yun'er held on to Park Shangyuan's hand, and after a pause, he signaled Park Shangyuan to keep quiet, and said softly to himself: "Ben Fairy, Pen Fairy, can you tell me what my future husband's name is?" name?"

It was just a casual question, but what Park Shangyuan didn't expect was that when he said this question, his hand was pushed violently.

The pens in the hands of the two trembled more and more violently, and soon wrote the first word on the white paper.

gold.

?

Pu Shangyuan was taken aback for a moment, and when his brain was running rapidly, there were only three words in his mind.

Pu Shangyuan held Lin Yuner's hand and wrote three words.

Park Sang-won.

Lin Yuner was still scared at first, but she was happy seeing Park Shangyuan's appearance.

"Are you fighting a ghost?"

"I'm fighting you again!" Park Shangyuan pursed his lips, "You thought I didn't know when I asked that question, but your hands were working hard."

Lin Yuner smiled cutely: "Oh, I was discovered by you!"

"Let's go."

The two had just come out of the Pen Fairy classroom.

There was a sound of iron chains colliding behind him, and Pu Shangyuan looked back. He didn't know when a tall figure appeared there, holding a huge thing that looked like an ax, and was walking towards this side. Seeing him turning his head, he accelerated Footsteps, the sound of rattling iron chains became more urgent.

"Let's go." Pu Shangyuan pulled Lin Yun'er, wondering what is behind him, is there a real person playing a ghost in this haunted house?

Pu Shangyuan's heart tightened, it's not fun to play in a haunted house.

Lin Yun'er also heard the voice behind her, opened her eyes and turned her head to look, then she screamed and quickly turned her head back, holding Lin Pu Shangyuan's hand suddenly.

"It's too hard." Park Shangyuan was in pain from being held.

Pu Shangyuan pulled her forward a few steps, and found that Lin Yuner was walking stiffly, and the thing behind him was about to catch up, so he was even more anxious, bent down, picked up Lin Yuner's legs, and hugged her horizontally, tumbling run forward.

Pu Shangyuan didn't feel any difficulty in holding Lin Yun'er, and was hurriedly running around in the haunted house being chased by something behind him.

This haunted house is a bit big, or a bit winding. After running for a while, he was a little tired, and his body was already sweating. The thing in the back was still hanging behind him leisurely. As long as Park Shangyuan had the slightest intention to stop, it would be tight. After two steps, the real people along the way also jumped out from time to time and yelled, which was very annoying.

But it doesn't have the momentum of Pen Fairy Haunted House at all.

Continuing like this is not the solution Park Shangyuan was secretly anxious, and when he turned a corner, he hugged Lin Yuner and jumped to the side. The cat entered a dark corner, with his back facing the outside and facing the wall, hiding Lin Yuner tightly. , holding his breath and paying attention to the movement behind him.

His whole body was tense, thinking that if the thing dared to come over, he would jump up and fight it.

The sound of the iron chain gradually approached, and stopped after turning the corner. The haunted house was suddenly quiet, and Pu Shangyuan didn't even dare to breathe out, ready to fight back violently at any time.

Lin Yun'er's little head moved, her eyes seemed to be glowing under the weak light, her warm breath sprayed on Park Shangyuan's collarbone, Park Shangyuan found that the body he was holding was not as stiff as before, it seemed Has been completely relaxed, soft.

(End of this chapter)