I, the last yin and yang embroidery master

Xiaowen suddenly stopped and took a deep breath.

Staring at Su Yu with blank eyes, he asked as if begging for the truth.

“Master Su, do you say that normal people will jump into the cement pile by themselves?”

This sentence is extremely weird.

Will a normal person jump into the cement pile himself?

Change your mind, it’s like asking again.

If it is a normal person, will he take the initiative to seek death.

After Su Yu was silent for two seconds, he shook his head and replied firmly.

“If you are a normal person, you will naturally not jump into the cement pile, because jumping in is equivalent to seeking death.”

When Xiaowen heard Su Yu’s answer, he suddenly laughed, and tears flashed in his eyes.

“Master Su, you are right, how can a normal person jump into the cement pile by himself.”

“My third roommate, as if he was fascinated by a ghost, walked to the cement pile on the construction site and jumped down in the middle of the night.”

“By the time she was rescued, she was covered in cement and she was not breathing.”

“She’s dead, she’s dead.”

“I know, I can’t escape, I will die too!”

“The next day, on my neck, a rope formed by black gas appeared, wanting to hang me.”

“I asked everyone around me, but none of them could see it, and they all said I was too anxious.”

“But I can’t see the avoidance and fear in their eyes about me.”

“After all, all four people in the same dormitory have died, and only I am the only one left.”

“This is obscurity, who would be willing to say more than half a word with a dying person.”

Xiaowen’s narration slowly stopped, and Su Yu touched his chin and thought carefully.

Judging from what Xiaowen just said, this is only the result of the psychic pen fairy.

The most important of these processes seems to have been deliberately hidden.

Su Yu gently raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask in a slightly sharp tone.

“Tell me, did anything weird happen during the psychic process at that time?”

Xiaowen curled up in the corner of the sofa, his hands on his chest.

After carefully recalling for a while, he spoke up again.

“It was twelve o’clock at night, because the psychic pen fairy recorded had special requirements regardless of the place or environment.”

“So the four of us were in an empty classroom, without turning on any lights, just lighting a white candle.”

“The four of us were holding a brush with the back of our hands interlaced, the pen of which was made of cat hair.”

“As for why cat hair is used, I still remember very well that the chief said such a sentence at that time.”

“Cats are supernatural, can ward off evil spirits and attract ghosts, and are best used to channel spirits.”

“In this way, the four of us held the brush tightly and began to chant the incantation psychic, calling softly in our mouths.”

“Pen fairy pen fairy, I am your past life, you are my present life, if you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper.”

When Su Yu heard this, his brows were deeply locked.

Just from Xiaowen’s description.

This immortal psychic ritual turned out to be a little weird and creepy.

Xiaowen did not stop talking and continued to tell.

“At first, the brush held by the four of us did not move at all.”

“Just as we were about to give up, the brush suddenly took action and drew a circle on the white paper.”

“Suddenly such a strange situation happened, the four of us were surprised and panicked, and we didn’t know what to do for a while.”

“In the end, it was our house leader, the first to ask how his previous life was.”

“Just after asking, the brush that was not stained with ink at all actually wrote on the paper on its own, and it was exactly what our chief asked.”

“After someone tried, each of us asked.”

“Ask about marriage, ask about predecessors, ask about presents, and so on.”

“At first, nothing happened until a roommate asked… How will she die in this life? ”

“The brush suddenly paused, and a dark wind blew in the room, and two words were written on the paper – drowned.”

“We didn’t know the seriousness of the problem at the time, and we asked it one after another, and even I asked this question, how will we die in this life.”

“The brush became heavier and heavier, and I wrote three words and six words on the paper.”

“Respectively.”

“Chopping, suffocating, hanging…”

“After this question was over, we just treated it as a joke and didn’t pay attention to it at all, and we were about to continue talking.”

“The brush suddenly broke in two, the lit white candle was inexplicably extinguished, and the paper on the table actually burned on its own.”

“When such a strange thing happened, we were already scared half to death.”

“I have no intention of continuing to play, so I left in a hurry.”

“As a result, seven days later, the head of the house was given a kitchen knife from the sky.”

“Chop !!! alive”

There is no need to talk about the latter process.

The four people who originally participated in the Pen Immortal Psychic are now only Xiaowen.

The other three are no longer alive, and they all died according to the method written by the pen fairy.

There is no need to say how weird this is.

Su Yu exhaled a long turbid breath and fell into deep thought.

As Xiaowen just said, there are still some problems and some unreasonableness.

Indeed, it doesn’t matter if you play pen fairy, disc fairy or chopstick fairy.

This kind of psychic technique is very taboo to ask one thing.

That is.

Ask yourself how you will die in the future.

Once asked, it will provoke evil.

But herein lies the problem.

Because the so-called psychic pen immortals are not real immortals, but some lonely souls and wild ghosts around.

No matter how vicious these lonely souls and wild ghosts are.

I would never dare to kill three people like this.

One person is the limit.

As a lonely soul and wild ghost, he was hated by heaven and earth.

If you do something harmful again.

He will be punished by God.

The soul flew away, but only in the blink of an eye.

There must be something hidden in this.

Su Yu no longer hesitated, the Yin Yang Heavenly Eye opened, and he looked at Xiaowen carefully.

All kinds of blessings, calamities, evil ghosts, all showed in Su Yu’s eyes.

In less than three seconds.

Su Yu withdrew his gaze.

Pursing his mouth, his eyes sharp as eagle, staring at Xiaowen questioned.

“You were playing with the pen fairy.”

“Is it four or five!!!”