Ghost Shelter System

Xuefu New Village is located in Yangliu District, the southern suburb of Linjiang City.

Two stops further south are several university campuses in Linjiang City, including the Academy of Fine Arts, Normal University, Linji University, and Foreign Languages.

Qin Kun now came to one of the most fringe academic villages.

It is adjacent to the river. Villas and high-rise buildings are mixed in the new village. The vegetation is dense and the environment is quite good.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Qin Kun followed Xu Tao and Shui Monk all the way to the undecorated villa area.

"Qin Kun, that female ghost is inside!" Xu Tao said confidently.

At this time, there was no need for him to vouch for it. Qin Kun himself could tell that this place was eerie and unusual.

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"1, 2, 3, 4, 4 bicycles?"

Qin Kun was curious. This place didn't look like a place for people to live. How could there be bicycles?

"Immeasurable Heavens, Immeasurable Heavens, see the world with their eyes!"

Qin Kun scratched his forehead vertically and opened his eyes, giving a panoramic view of a 50-meter radius.

His eyes were on the window of the villa, and he saw a group of young people busy with something inside. There were men and women in the group, almost as old as Qin Xue.

Qin Kun was curious, what were these people doing here in the middle of the night? It doesn't look like a date either.

"Brother Kun, there seems to be a Yang person inside? Do we want to go in?" Niu sniffed the air fiercely and asked with a groan.

"No, just wait here."

Qin Kun decided to take a look inside first and didn't want to show up yet.

Inside the villa, it was a bit damp and eerie.

In a large bedroom on the second floor, there are three men and two women, all of whom are elegant, fair and clean.

A girl with a ponytail looked at the tallest boy lighting candles and was a little scared: "President, do we really want to invite the pen fairy?"

The tallest boy, named Gao Wei, was wearing a sports coat and was so busy that he said without looking back: "Xiaoya, we promised to play with Bixian, are you scared?"

The pony-tailed girl said awkwardly: "No, no, it's just that the surroundings feel weird, as if something is staring at us."

"Xiaoya, as for that, we have played cup fairy, fake death, and serving food at the crossroads, and we haven't seen any monsters."

A carefree round-inch boy smiled and said: "But President, tomorrow's sports meeting, you are an athlete of your college. You are going to die tonight. Are you not going to compete in long-distance running or long jump?"

"You're a fool, crow's mouth! Don't scare Xiaoya." Gao Wei curled his lips and said confidently: "We still have to compete, but there will definitely be no opponent. It's okay to relax tonight."

These people are all students from Linjiang University. The tall and muscular one is named Gao Wei, the round-inch one is named Peng Zhen, and the pony-tailed girl is named Guo Xiaoya. Besides them, there is also a fat boy named Yi Ming, and a Su Shuangshuang, a girl with big eyes.

There are many free clubs on university campuses, and their club is the Supernatural Detective Agency. They are all students who love ghost movies, supernatural shows, and supernatural stories. The president is Gao Wei.

The reason why it is called the Supernatural Detective Agency is actually not to see ghosts, but to use practice to prove that ghosts do not exist in this world.

This is also the reason why the school can approve them to form clubs.

Some time ago, Gao Wei and his club made a bet with a middle-class organization in the online supernatural circle. In order to prove that there is no pen fairy in the world, they came to this newly built villa.

Of course, the villa belongs to member Zhou Yiming's family.

This is a newly built villa with few furnishings in the room. Zhou Yiming barely comes once a week because he lives on campus, so he tidied up some old furniture and filled in the house first.

"President, DV is ready!"

The chubby Zhou Yiming is a sophomore this year. His family is rich and he likes these things about gods and ghosts. He joined the supernatural detective agency as soon as he entered school. In fact, it is more meaningless than proving with everyone whether there are ghosts in the world. , he prefers to be with Guo Xiaoya, which is the main reason why Zhou Ming has been actively participating in club activities.

"Okay, I'm fine here too."

Gao Wei squatted down with the candle and began to assign tasks: "There is a mirror over there. We have set up two fixed dvs, one bright and one dark. The dv there will take a frontal photo of our summoning pen fairy ceremony, and the pinhole dv will illuminate Go to the mirror and reflect our other side. Tonight we are going to show the superstitious guys from Bai Gu’s hometown that there are no ghosts in the world.”

Gao Wei said: "Shuangshuang, according to them, we need girls born in winter and boys born in summer. You and Peng Zhen will hold the pen in a while, Xiaoya will be responsible for asking the spirits, and I will sit behind you. If there are special circumstances, don't worry." Afraid, I’ve even prepared chicken blood!”

Gao Wei patted a sealed jar, looking like he was relieved that his brother was with him.

"OK!"

"I understand, President."

"President, what am I doing?" Fat Zhou Ming pointed at himself.

"You? Let's shoot a DVD! I remember you also brought the club's DVD. I'll shoot it casually in a while. We have three DVDs in hand. The burden of breaking down feudal superstition without any blind spots will be left to you."

Gao Wei patted Zhou Ming on the shoulder. Zhou Ming nodded and looked at Guo Xiaoya secretly.

Time passed minute by minute, and there were still 15 minutes before midnight. Gao Wei took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and said in a somewhat ethereal voice: "It's begun!"

The three DVDs were opened at the same time. Gao Wei walked to the main DVD in Yi Ming's hand, held the camera and said: "Fans of the Supernatural Detective Agency, today we bring you Summon the Pen Fairy."

The red light of the dv machine hit Gao Wei's face, coupled with the surrounding candlelight, making Gao Wei's expression even more gloomy.

"As for the existence of the Pen Fairy, whether the magic of summoning spirits is effective, and whether the ancient Fuji will appear again, we speak with facts. We are a supernatural detective agency. To break superstition, it starts with me. There is nothing wrong with it!"

After Gao Wei said something cool, the camera of the main DVD turned to several other people.

On a small wooden table, Peng Zhen, a round-inch man, and Su Shuangshuang, a girl with big eyes, sat facing each other. Their wrists were raised, their fingers were intertwined, and they were holding a pen.

On the wooden table is a piece of paper with three lines written on it. The first line is the Arabic numeral 110, the second line is Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, and the third line is yes and no.

Bixian's game has always been highly praised by psychic enthusiasts, and it is also the simplest game of supporting the gods and asking the spirits. Qin Kun watched their actions outside the window and thought in his heart: As the saying goes, Xuhai watches the end of the day, and the night watcher cannot survive, 11 After o'clock, it is the time for ghosts to wander around. In some unpopular places, security guards are ordered to prohibit night patrols for fear of something happening. Obviously, the current villa area is an unpopular place. Are you asking for support? ! This is hell!

In the room, ponytail girl Guo Xiaoya suppressed her nervousness and spoke in an ethereal voice: "Bixian, Bixian, I am you in this life, and you are my previous life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

In the cold room, with a slightly trembling voice, the ponytail girl tried her best to suppress her nervousness and maintain a sincere state. Gao Wei, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and held the chicken blood altar's hand tighter.

Peng Zhen and Su Shuangshuang's wrists were hanging in the air. They were tired from holding the pens, and soon they began to feel sore.

They knew that according to the president's request, even if no supernatural events occurred, they could not let go for the time being in order to ensure the authenticity of the ceremony.

One minute has passed, two minutes have passed, and three minutes is usually the limit of supporting the Qi and asking the spirit.

Guo Xiaoya knelt down in front of the wooden table devoutly, while Peng Zhen and Su Shuangshuang felt that their arms were so weak that they could no longer support themselves.

Suddenly, four candles around him flickered, as if wind was blowing.

Peng Zhen and Su Shuangshuang opened their eyes wide at the same time. They felt their arms were numb, as if they were controlled by something. They watched in disbelief as the pen tip stuck in the air and drew a circle tremblingly.