The Millennium After Dying Young Chapter 145: Pen Fairy

Jiangcheng in November is already quite cold. When a gust of wind blows, the little guys are like quails, shrinking their heads one by one, and their little faces are flushed.

The setting sun had completely disappeared from the sky at this time, and the whole park was darkened. There were no lights, only the chirping of insects and birds accompanied by the sound of the wind blowing from a distance, and the silence was a bit scary.

Guo Fucheng is very good at coaxing children. After stabilizing the army with the snacks prepared in advance, he brought the nervous and excited little ones to a gazebo next to the Huxin Pavilion.

This park has not been taken care of for some time, the red fence and pillars have been painted, and there is a sense of antiquity everywhere. In the center is a small stone table, which is similar to the road when we came here, with some dead leaves on it.

Guo Fucheng unpacked the small burden on his shoulders on the stone table, and then took out the candlesticks, candles, etc., which were used for worship, and there was also a huge white paper and a few marks Pen. He spread out the things on the table, stacked them up neatly, lit candles, and placed them in four directions of the gazebo.

Seeing this posture similar to sweeping the tomb during the Qingming Festival, the children were a little at a loss, and one of them even asked: “Brother, what are you doing?”

“This is the process of calling the Bixian. Why, don’t you want to ask the Bixian to do your homework?” Guo Fucheng asked with a smile.

The children nodded their heads: “I want it!”

“Wait a little bit, it will be ready soon.” Guo Fucheng skillfully fiddled with various utensils in his hand.

The children stopped asking any more questions, and waited expectantly one by one.

Seeing this, Guo Fucheng’s cell phone live broadcast room almost exploded.

“I’m going, isn’t it good to trick the kids like this, anchor?”

“That’s right, if something happens, can you afford it?”

“Why do you want to find a child? Can’t you find an adult?”

Netizens asked nervously, Guo Fucheng said that this time he would use a lost Dafa of the Inviting Pen Immortal, and try it all, the condition is to find three virgins.

I thought there would be a few volunteers before, but who would have thought that the children would actually come here. This seems to be a lie, and the audience expressed that they were not very comfortable. Most of the people who will watch this show are lonely people looking for thrills, but the things in front of them are a bit beyond their moral bottom line, and some of them unfollowed immediately.

However, there are also some **** fans who support it: “If you love to watch it, don’t watch it!”

Then the two sides quarreled in the bullet screen, and various national curses filled the screen, and it was as lively as a vegetable market.

After finishing the preparations, Guo Fucheng glanced at the barrage, and after understanding the ins and outs, he had to explain: “Brothers, you think I am willing, the key is that people are too hard to find, Tong It’s okay for men to say that there are a lot of them in universities, but virgins… are rare in junior high schools, so I went to elementary school because of helplessness.”

Audience: “…” They couldn’t refute this sentence!

“Don’t worry, since I dare to open the altar, I can definitely guarantee the safety of the children, don’t you believe me to blame Fucheng?” The fat man vowed.

As soon as these words came out, the debate in the barrage instantly decreased a lot.

In the supernatural live broadcast section, Guo Fucheng is really popular and has a very good reputation.

Dancing at graves during the Qingming Festival, visiting haunted houses at night, talking with the dead in front of the mourning hall… All kinds of unimaginable and exciting things that others can’t think of, this guy has done it all, and he has nothing at all until now. really big.

But in the eyes of some viewers who deeply believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, they feel that Guo Fucheng is no longer as simple as being bold, but has real skills. If not, he would have been killed by a ghost long ago.

After appeasing the audience, Guo Fucheng called the children to him and told them to reach out and hold the same pen. The children’s hands are small, but they can’t hold a lot of people. It’s a little bit reluctant for six people to have a pen, so Guo Fucheng also helped to coordinate, and finally finished it.

Looking at the marker pen held by six little hands and hanging quietly in the middle of the stone table, the children around the stone table suddenly felt a little nervous, and they were looking at each other.

“Don’t be nervous, relax, Pen Fairy won’t hurt you, he will only help you with your homework and play games.” Guo Fucheng said comfortingly. Even so, he was actually more nervous, but he hid it deeper , outsiders can’t see it.

As an anchor of the supernatural section, Guo Fucheng didn’t believe in ghosts and gods at first. Because of this, he was able to be more open-minded, without any taboos.

But as the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, you won’t get cramps.

After a hysterical disco dance on the grave, he caught a bad cold the next day, and hung up on salt water for three days, but it didn’t work until the old man next door helped him pack a handful of rice.

“Baomi” is a popular name, but it is actually a kind of spiritualism spread among the people.

It is said that people have three souls and seven souls. When they receive a huge blow or are frightened, if the souls are scared away, people will fall into an abnormal state such as dementia or panic. When encountering such a situation, a person who knows a little bit of Taoism will take a small ceramic bowl filled with rice, and then cover the mouth of the bowl with a piece of white cloth and tighten it.

The caster grabs the back end of the white cloth with his hands, puts his fingers against the bottom of the bowl, and then hangs the mouth of the bowl covered with white cloth upside down ten centimeters above the victim’s head. Say something. In this way, the lost Soul is retrieved.

Many years ago, there were many people who knew how to do this, but it is not ruled out that most of them were charlatans. After the establishment of New China, it launched a thunderous attack on this phenomenon, and soon after, it almost disappeared.

So when he saw his neighbors using this ancient method, Guo Fucheng was surprised and disdainful, thinking that he had encountered a liar.

It wasn’t until the afternoon that his health improved rapidly that this kid realized that he had met an expert, and immediately came to thank him with good cigarettes and wine, and consulted some matters in this regard.

The neighbor saw that he had such a strong desire for knowledge, so he confessed that he was not an expert, but someone from his ancestors had walked this way and inherited some small sideways. Seeing that Guo Fucheng didn’t believe it, the neighbor even gave him a few books, which were probably some small tricks, and among them was the skill of summoning the pen.

Guo Fucheng immediately realized that it was time to make a fortune.

However, he is a cautious person. It is impossible for him to broadcast live without confirmation. So during the day, he visited everywhere, looking for people, and doing experiments. Unfortunately, a netizen happened to come to see him today, but for the sake of his future, he resolutely chose to snub the netizen and fight for his career, which is how he came out in the afternoon.

Fortunately, Huangtian paid off. After an afternoon of experimentation, he has almost confirmed the authenticity of this method, but the conditions are a bit harsh. If it cannot be achieved, the success rate will be greatly reduced. So with an idea, he called his little cousin who was studying at school, and called a few classmates to come out.

At this time, Guo Fucheng saw that the preparations were ready, so he asked the children to call for Bixian. The lines were all copied from the movie, such as “Bixian, Bixian, are you here”, which is actually useless. When the children asked such questions, he turned sideways and chanted the mantra in the handbook playfully.

A hundred meters away, Xu Le watched this scene from a distance, slightly surprised.

He saw that there was some black mist in the center of the gazebo for no reason. The black mist mixed with the autumn wind, centered on the gazebo, and spread out like a wave of air, blowing together the fallen leaves on the ground, like miniature tornadoes, only the candle remained motionless , Even the flames didn’t jump a few times, it was really miraculous.

After the black mist flew hundreds of meters, it plunged into the ground, passed through layers of barriers, and finally came directly to the layer of the underworld where the oil pan was placed!

At this time, a female water ghost known as the “Single-Up Woman” was in a huge frying pan, doubting her life.

She has been caught twice already.

Both times, they were defeated by the same man, and they were suppressed by the same ghost.

At this time, she has long since lost the vigor she had before, and she just wants to spend her lower body here peacefully and happily, wash away the lead, and reincarnate, which is the ultimate goal she yearns for.

As for escaping…if anyone tells her about this now, who can she be anxious about!

——Is there a warmer place in the world than a frying pan?

Of course, now she can’t escape even if she wants to. After returning this time, she found that there was a suspended bead above the oil pan, which was said to be the latest product from Nether, used to suppress evil spirits and prevent them from escaping again.

So now, she basically has nothing to desire.

But just when she was about to wash her head in oil, a black mist quietly appeared, wrapped her body, and then disappeared quickly with her.

When the female ghost opened her eyes again, she was shocked to find that she had appeared outside a gazebo!

A black thread was tied to her body, obviously, it was this thread that pulled her out of the underworld. And the other end of the black line is in the middle of the gazebo.

In the gazebo, a few little kids were holding a marker pen, and were thinking: “Where are you, pen fairy?” Black lines were continuously coming out from the top of the marker pen in their hands, trying to draw She pulled into the gazebo.

When I saw the female ghost, I immediately understood what happened, and I couldn’t help but burst into ecstasy.

When given a choice, who would prefer to stay in the frying pan all the time?

However, this emotion only lasted for less than a second. When she saw the girl in the red dress with a chubby face in the group of children, her smiling face froze instantly.

“Why is it her?!”

The female ghost’s scalp was numb, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

At a certain moment, she felt that the world was too unfriendly to her.

Why don’t you just go back to the frying pan?