Chapter 90

Dilapidated classrooms, yellow and flying test papers.

Messy tables were piled up.

Although the same environment is dark, it is much milder than the dilapidated hospital Zhou Wenqiang experienced before and the gloomy ghost school.

"Sure enough... The title is so terrible, it's all appearance!"

"Only smart people will see the essence through the phenomenon!"

Zhou Wenqiang raised his mouth slightly and muttered.

The plot began to develop, and five students in the classroom began to decorate game props.

There are no evil nurses, ghost students and so on. These five students are all living people.

"There are so many people in this dream. If the number increases, the terrorist effect will be greatly reduced... Failure."

Zhou Wenqiang experienced a dream and analyzed it.

As a senior card reader, he has his own set of systems and methods for the evaluation of dreams.

"Excellent nightmares and dreams are not so easy to build. Su Da is afraid that he is at a loss..."

Zhou Wenqiang shook his head and smiled.

His attitude is very relaxed. He even has the leisure to appreciate the beauty of the three girls. Of course... The beauty of the three girls is not very good.

This is a pity for Zhou Weiqiang.

Everything was ready and the atmosphere cooled down.

The pen fairy game begins.

White candles were placed in the middle of the table, and the candles burned and swayed quietly.

Wax oil flows down from both sides, emitting heat.

Following the plot and observing the rules of the game, Zhou Wenqiang held out his hand and grabbed the ballpoint pen with the hands of the five students.

Folding his hands, he touched a girl's soft skin and couldn't help shaking in his heart.

A nightmare made Zhou Wenqiang experience the feeling of spring dream.

"Pen fairy, pen fairy, you are my previous life and I am your present life. If you want to continue your fate with me, please draw a circle on the paper..."

Zhou Wenqiang closed his eyes, smiled at the corners of his mouth and read the game mantra.

My heart is full of the shy smile of the girl just now.

Single lonely for a long time, as long as it is a woman, it makes people itch.

The cold wind blew.

Zhou Wenqiang suddenly felt that his body was cold and goose bumps sprang up all over his body.

The familiar sense of terror made his smile suddenly freeze.

Subconsciously open your eyes.

The white candle flickered and danced rapidly.

The sound of "buzzing" turned into a gloomy green ghost fire.

The faces of several students were illuminated, emitting a miserable green brilliance.

Zhou Wenqiang's pupils are tight. He doesn't care to feel the softness of his hands. He wants to smoke, but

He found that he couldn't do it manually.

He didn't move, but the ball point pen kept drawing circles on the white paper!

The same formula, familiar taste!

Or master Su's nightmare style!

Suddenly, Zhou Wenqiang's eyes widened and he was terrified.

Before that, the girl who smiled shyly at him suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were white, her mouth opened wide, and she screamed silently.

Pooh!

In the middle of the girl's eyebrows, a round hole as if drilled by a ballpoint pen slowly appeared

fuck!

Zhou Wenqiang's heart suddenly cooled.

It's like this again... Let him be interested and pour him a basin of cold water!

Here comes the pen fairy.

With endless resentment, the cold female ghost seemed to hang behind Zhou Wenqiang.

"Ask me... No... Answer me three questions and answer one wrong question... Die."

The ice like hand stroked Zhou Wenqiang's cheek and made his body tremble.

At this moment, he felt as if he was not experiencing a dream, but really appeared in front of the pen fairy.

"OK..."

Zhou Wenqiang's teeth were trembling and hurried back.

The pen fairy came to Zhou Wenqiang's ear and the cold breath brushed his face.

"Please... Listen to the question."

"What does my grandfather's son's aunt's uncle's sister's grandson's mother's son's uncle's little aunt's daughter have to do with me?"

Zhou Wenqiang was stunned.

Then he was overjoyed and hurried to answer.

"Kinship!"

The pen fairy was stunned

"Second question... Uncle Liu lives in a 20 story building. Why don't you take the elevator every day?" The voice of the pen fairy seemed to rub the sharp knife on the wall, which was very penetrating.

However, Zhou Wenqiang blushed and shook his legs with excitement.

It's too simple!

"Because uncle Liu lives on the first floor!"

The pen fairy is silent.

"Suppose there are nine steamed buns in a basin, which are divided by nine people. Why is there still a steamed bun in the basin?"

"Because the last person went with the basin!"

Zhou Wenqiang said melancholy.

His wisdom, even the pen fairy can't beat him?

Zhou Wenqiang can't help shaking his head. Master Su's another failure, since it's the pen fairy game

Why not set the IQ of the pen fairy a little higher?

Or did his wisdom crush the pen fairy?

I'm really a little happy when I think so

Pooh!

Suddenly.

Zhou Wenqiang froze.

A ballpoint pen penetrated his chest

The pale and cold face of the pen fairy slowly emerged from under the table.

"欻 欻!"

"欻 ah 欻!"

The pen fairy grabbed the ball point pen expressionless and inserted it in Zhou Wenqiang's chest!

It seems that he is venting his small emotions.

……

Quit the dream.

Zhou Wenqiang's complexion is very complex.

A wise man like him always has to bear the pain that he shouldn't bear at his age.

"Master su... Are you the devil?!"

"I knock on the hemp!"

Zhou Wenqiang is extremely angry, and his backhand is one

Five star praise.

He wrote such comments.

"Only when there is no edge on the mountain and heaven and earth are united, can we dare to be unique with you; The sea can wither, the stone can rot, and the passion can't be broken... This is a nightmare with a story. It's a dream in which smart people can experience fun. Five stars recommend it. "

After posting comments.

Zhou Wenqiang leaned lonely against the wall and looked at the dark night sky with complex and profound eyes.

……

all is quiet at dead of night.

Su Fu enters black card's dream.

He frowned and attacked the dream of "ghost paradise", but from his face, it could be seen that the situation was not optimistic.

Outside the community.

The dim street lamp shed pale light, and the cold wind was blowing.

Blowing the fine sand rolling, light gray smoke filled the air.

Dada

The sound of small crisp leather shoes beating against the ground sounded.

Jumping ponytail, pink princess skirt, slender two legs wrapped in white stockings, jumping and jumping.

With a doll in his hand.

If you only look at your back, this is a simple and lovely little Lori.

Standing at the entrance of the community, in the dim light, little Laurie slowly raised her head and showed her face.

Full of folds and gullies, the old face forms a strong impact contrast with a Lori dress.

"This is it... The child the task is looking for lives in this community?"

Old Laurie smiled gently holding the doll.

Lift your legs and step into the community.

……

Su Fu was in the dark room.

Lying on the bed, the cat suddenly opened her eyes, like a white light, rushed to the window, opened her mouth and dripped saliva.

It smells the tentacles!

On the bed, Su Fu was still sleeping.

The cat mother gulped her saliva, then drilled out of the window and jumped out!

The attacking cat's mother yearns only for her tentacles.

"Meow!"

……

The silent night was like a little girl singing a beautiful nursery rhyme.

Old Laurie jumped and walked, shaking the doll in her hand, full of vitality and vitality.

Standing downstairs in the community, old Laurie raised her wrinkled face and pinched the doll.

The doll's eyes suddenly gave off a pale green light.

A thick, greasy green tentacle spits out from the doll's mouth

Slowly creeping towards the wall of the community.

Old Laurie's face was stacked with smiles, and the wrinkles were like long worms twisting and shaking.

Suddenly.

Her smile froze.

Suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

Far away

On the second floor of the shop, a figure with a broken beard, wearing pajamas and pajamas, sat on the window, swinging his legs, one foot bare, and a double flip flop hung on the other foot.

Lighter friction, sparks, lit a cigarette, light smoke lingering.

Melancholy spit out a puff of smoke.

The owner of the stone flower cream shop looked at old Laurie faintly.

Shook the ash and raised his chin slightly.

"Get out... Or die."