The diary placed on the podium to scare tourists became Chen Ge's instruction manual for exploring the haunted house. He stuffed the diary into his backpack and rushed to the horror scene recorded in the second diary.

As the most famous haunted house in Xinhai, the Nightmare Academy has a much larger internal space than Chen Ge imagined at the beginning. It is completely based on the ghost school and covers almost all the horror stories that can happen in the school.

"There are six floors in total, and I have something to play today."

No matter what the local area is, it is a good thing for Chen Ge. He can explore as much as he wants. If he has the opportunity to merge here in the future, he can also let go of more horror scenes.

The Bixian scene is not far from the classroom where the new student welcomes the ceremony. Touching the mottled wall, Chen Ge saw a dilapidated door at the corner of the corridor with the words "Disposal Warehouse" written on it.

"The diary says that the girl named Butterfly plays the Pen Xian game in the warehouse."

He pushed the door open and Chen Ge heard a girl crying before he even entered.

It was erratic and unrestrained, and I don't know where it came from.

"Is anyone?"

There is a big difference between Nightmare Academy and Chen Ge’s own haunted house. Visitors of Chen Ge’s haunted house can freely explore, without guidance or help throughout the journey. Other haunted houses on the market generally have fixed visiting routes.

At this time, he entered the Bixian scene without any warning. He was worried that the actors were not ready yet, which would affect his visiting experience.

After he started talking, his crying became weaker, and Chen Ge looked around.

The walls of the warehouse were deliberately made old, the shelves were covered with dust, and various debris were piled up in the corners.

The light in the house was very dark, and you could occasionally hear the screams of mice.

"The diary only said that Butterfly played the Penxian game here, but it did not mention anything about this warehouse. If Butterfly had an accident while playing Penxian, then there should be two ghosts I might encounter in this warehouse, one is Butterfly and the other is Penxian."

Chen Ge walked past the first row of shelves, and suddenly the screams of a mouse came from beside his left leg. He felt something rubbing at his ankle.

When ordinary people are scared like this, they will at least scream, but Chen Ge is indifferent. He is like a child who is curious about everything, squatting down on the spot.

"There is a rope in the middle of these two rows of shelves. Once the legs are touched, the plush toy mice on the knot will jump out." Chen Ge touched his chin: "Some people are afraid of these things. It makes sense. The haunted house may not be completely made into ghosts. Anything that can bring horror and horror can be integrated into the haunted house. This can meet the needs of all tourists and is more in line with my goal of building a diversified haunted house."

Chen Ge kept these small mechanisms in his heart, and prepared to go back and think about them slowly, striving to create more fun and exciting things.

Getting up and continuing to move forward, Chen Ge came to the middle of the first and second rows of shelves.

The passage here is very narrow, and the shelves on both sides are filled with things, giving people the feeling that they will fall in love at any time.

When he walked to the innermost shelf, Chen Ge saw a glass jar on the second row of shelves that was about to fall. He reached out and gently pushed the glass jar into it.

During the push, he saw a miserable white face behind the glass jar.

"On the side of the shelf? No, it's hidden in the shelf mezzanine." Chen Ge stared at the face for a while, put the glass jar on the ground, and reached out his hand.

His fingertips touched the other person's face, and Chen Ge gently pinched the other person: "Artificial glue? Is it a model?"

Chen Ge moved all the things on the shelf away, and then he saw clearly that it was a human face mask stuck to the basketball.

"A dummy? If this place is replaced by a real person, it may be more terrifying, but the place is too small, and living people will definitely not be able to squeeze in." Chen Ge walked forward to the middle of the second row of shelves and the third row of shelves. He saw the glass jars that were about to fall. This time it was not one, but five.

"They put it like this, aren't they afraid that the jar will fall down? Are they using tempered glass that can easily fall and not break?" Chen Ge passed by the jar and found that each jar contained something, which was black and looked a bit like an organ.

"Five jars correspond to the five internal organs of a person?" Chen Ge pushed the jar back to its original position. When he pushed to the fourth one, he was about to withdraw his hand when a slender arm suddenly stretched out from the back of the shelf and grabbed his wrist!

It was very sudden and there was no sign of any warning. Chen Ge was stunned for a few seconds before he realized it.

He clenched his five fingers tightly, grabbed the other person's wrist with his backhand, and then turned his head to look at the shelf.

A girl in a nightmare school uniform grinned, half of her body pressed on the shelves.

"Let go! Let go!" The girl's original line should not be this.

"Sorry, I was shocked just now." Chen Ge slowly let go and looked at the other party through the shelf, but the girl had disappeared.

"Where are people?"

The crying sounded again, and Chen Ge walked around the shelves and came to the innermost part of the warehouse. In the middle of a pile of miscellaneous items, a thin girl was lying on the table and crying.

"I was sorry just now. I was too scared, so I used some force." Chen Ge squatted beside the table, worried that the other party would be crying by himself.

"I feel very uncomfortable, my heart is now like it's cut by a knife."

"I just touched your wrist. You're afraid you want to cheat me, right?" Chen Ge murmured in a low voice.

The girl looked at the red and swollen fingerprints on her wrist. Although the tourist's reaction was different from what she expected, she was a professional haunted house actor after all, and immediately got into the state: "I love someone deeply. After asking Bixian, I realized that the person didn't love me. I used the method taught by Bixian, but accidentally killed him. I regret it, so I wanted to come and ask Bixian again to see if there is any way to save it."

"How can you save people from death?"

"The Pen Immortal will definitely have a solution!" The girl suddenly became excited and her eyes were red.

"Just on the matter, the Bixian is not very powerful among all the evil spirits. You'd better not have too many expectations."

"Then you have to try it." The girl raised her head, with heavy makeup on her face, bright and distorted, looking very weird: "Can you do me a favor? The Pen Xian game requires two people to complete, and few people come to this warehouse. I now need one person to cooperate with me to make this game."

"No problem." Chen Ge paused for a moment and asked again: "You said that the Bixian game requires two people to complete. So who did you come in with when you first played the Bixian game?"

The girl didn't answer the question, and her voice became even sharper: "You sit opposite me, we both hold the pen together, and then you don't have to worry about anything."

"Okay." Chen Ge was quite gentlemanly. He sat on the side of the table and held the pen on the table.

This is a silver-white fountain pen, which is thicker than an ordinary ballpoint pen, and has decorative patterns on the surface.

“It looks pretty pretty.”

Holding the pen holder with his thumb, leaving a gap between the four fingers. The pen fairy is a game between two people, and Chen Ge freed the place where she held the pen for the girl.

"is that so?"

Chen Ge's movements were very standard and he did not need the girl's guidance at all. This made the girl feel a very strange feeling. The person in front of him seemed to often play the Pen Xian game.

Will a normal person play the Penxian game at home every day?

The girl nodded and sat opposite Chen Ge: "After the game starts, don't say anything, don't do anything, just stay quietly."

"clear."

"Once the game starts, the middle cannot be stopped. When the Bixian is called, if she is not sent away, the consequences will be very serious." The girl said seriously.

"I understand all these, you can start." Chen Ge looked around. The experience of playing the Pen Xian game in the abandoned warehouse is very precious. The Nightmare Academy sets up the atmosphere very well. Combined with specific light and background music, your heart will pound when you sit there without moving.

After the girl sat down, she reached out and held the pen holder, and her brows frowned slightly.

It was strange that the person in front of him had a colder hand than himself.

“Can you start?”

"kindness."

The girl took a deep breath, held the pen in one hand, placed the other under the table, and chanted: "Bixian, Bixian, can you tell me how to resurrect my beloved?"

After she finished speaking, her eyes firmly locked in Penxian, and her red eyes were a little scary.

After waiting for a long time, the pen in my hand did not move and was still standing on the paper.

"Bixian! Bixian! Please tell me the answer! I have obviously done what you said! I have done all the things you said! But why did he die! I love him, not this corpse!"

The girl's emotions gradually lost control, her expression was hideous, and her eyes turned completely red.

There was a table between this girl and Chen Ge. Because the distance was very close, Chen Ge could feel the hysterical feeling very directly.

"Bixian! Bixian! I don't want him to die! You answer me! Answer me!" The girl was like crazy, keeping screaming, and her voice echoed in the entire miscellaneous warehouse: "Tell me how to do it, I can offer everything I have! I know you are still here! Bixian! I know you are still here!"

When the girl finished her last sentence, the pen in her hand suddenly moved.

"Bixian? Is it you?! Please tell me how to make him hear my voice again!"

The girl shouted, her eyes turned completely red, as if bleeding was about to drip.

As she kept shouting, the pen on the paper finally started to move.

Chen Ge could also clearly feel the pen holder moving, which surprised him a little. He and the girl held the pen at the same time. He could feel that neither side was exerting force, and it was indeed the pen moving by itself.

"Haunted? No, this pen is very heavy. There must be a mechanism inside. The desktop is covered with a rag and you can't see what's under it, but you can find out that the desktop is made of metal. Does it contain a magnet in the pen?"

Perhaps she noticed the surprised expression on Chen Ge's face, the girl's voice became louder. As she continued to question, the pen wrote a sentence on the white paper.

"If you want to get it, you have to lose it first. What are you going to give me this time?"

Seeing the words on the paper, the girl was instantly excited: "I will give you whatever you want!"

"Then let's just be the same as last time."

The pen in her hand stopped moving, and the girl seemed to be in deep thought. She silently looked at the words on the paper: "Is it the same as last time?"

The girl's tone was a bit scary, as if she was talking to herself, and she seemed to be possessed by something, and she was crazy.

She repeated this sentence repeatedly, then slowly looked up and looked at Chen Ge.

At this time, the pen in their hands moved again and wrote the last sentence: "Yes, just like last time, you sacrificed the five internal organs of your best friend, and I gave you eternal loyalty to your beloved. Now if you want to resurrect your beloved, then just exchange your life for another life!"

The makeup on her face was already exhausted, and the girl's expression became ferocious again. Her other hand, which had been hiding under the table, suddenly stretched out, holding a sharp knife in her palm!

"Wait a moment!"

Chen Ge was still sitting on the chair, and his posture did not change.

He looked at the words on the white paper, his frowning brows slowly stretched out, and said to the girl: "Don't be impulsive, the Bixian is lying to you. Even if she kills me, she will not help you realize your wish."

The girl kept her initial movements, and her skin twitched gently.

Take out the knife, tell me this now?

"The main ability of Bixian is to predict. The so-called realization of a wish is just a trap. Think about your previous transactions."

"You contributed her life, but she played a word game with you. Just take this opportunity to kill your beloved person and just deceive you and say that you have helped you gain eternal loyalty from your beloved person."

"I have basically understood your current situation. You may have encountered a fake Pen Immortal. Of course, there is another possibility. There is no Pen Immortal here at all. The so-called Pen Immortal is you."

"You are jealous of your good friends being with your favorite person, so you brutally killed them with the mouth of the pen fairy!"

Chen Ge calmly analyzed that he was so stupid that the girl was so stupid that this tourist still expanded the plot by himself?

"Girl, put down the knife in her hand. This is not how the Bixian game is played. What you call out is not the Bixian, but your own inner demon." Chen Ge gently held the girl's wrist, placed the sharp knife in her hand next to her seat, and then took out a ballpoint pen wrapped in tape from her top pocket.

"The real pen immortal will not murder innocent people. It is the heart of the human heart." Chen Ge's voice seemed to have special magic. He grabbed the girl's hand and held the ballpoint pen wrapped in tape with the other party: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to see the real pen immortal."

Both sides sat back on both sides of the table, and Chen Ge and the girl held a shabby ballpoint pen together.
Chapter completed!