Ah Hao, who constantly hypnotized himself, seemed to have identified his inner thoughts, and the guy in front of him who came out of the mirror was definitely a real pen fairy who did not send away.

Beating ghosts, for him, there is no psychological pressure at all, and even the previous fear fades a lot with each time he raises his hand and then waves it.

Consuming a lot of physical strength, this time it was really tired of Ah Hao, looking at this middle-aged Mediterranean man who was lying motionless, and mocked with a little nervousness: “Just what kind of pen fairy you are, it’s not enough for me to hammer alone…”

Before he could speak, Ah Hao heard the faint sound of a brush again.

He turned his head and saw that on the old desk, the vertically erected ballpoint pen began to scribble on the white paper again.

His heart was suddenly shocked: “Could it be that the pen immortal hasn’t left yet?” ”

Asking himself, Ah Hao, who became nervous again, still honestly stepped forward to see what the pen fairy had drawn.

When he saw the graffiti work clearly, it turned out to be the graffiti painting that he had just beaten a certain ‘pen fairy’, and the half-bloodstained chair leg he had been holding in his hand fell to the ground with a click.

He clearly remembers that this was the third graffiti he saw, and every time there was a ‘dead man’ state, after the end, the ballpoint pen would draw the graffiti corresponding to the end.

For example, the first time was the fake pen fairy Xiaowang he specially found, and he was possessed and jumped off the building.

The second time was that Lao Zhou was dragged into the mirror world by his own phantom in the mirror, and the entire big living person was completely gone.

And this third time, it turned out to be a graffiti picture of him as the protagonist and hammering the ‘pen fairy’.

Ah Hao, whose cold breath rushed straight to his brain, slowly turned his head to look at the ‘pen fairy’ behind him who had almost lost his breath, as if confirming a fact.

In front of the live camera, Ah Hao asked himself: “Isn’t he a pen fairy?” Is he really a lychee big? ”

But the next move of Ah Hao completely exceeded the expectations of the water friends who watched the live broadcast.

I saw Ah Hao slightly nervously carrying the ‘guest actor’ who was broken by his hammer, laboriously lifting it to the front of the broken mirror, and scolding the other party into the mirror like crazy.

Constantly chanting: “You must be lying to me, right, you are a pen fairy, the mirror is your world, you go back quickly.” ”

But now, that mirror is just a normal ordinary object, how can a person cram into the mirror world.

Ah Hao, who kept talking to himself, obviously had a problem with his mental state.

Seeing that the ‘guest actor’ he was carrying did not cooperate with him to enter the mirror world at all, the collapsed Ah Hao cried loudly: “You went in, why didn’t you go in?” You can’t be alive, I… I seem to have killed someone. ”

At the moment when Ah Hao’s current state of mind was extremely broken, he looked up and saw himself in the mirror, and it turned out to be that familiar stiff smile, smiling at him like a puppet.

Without waiting for Ah Hao to react, his own shadow in the mirror moved as if alive.

In the next instant, a hand stretched out from the mirror world, and Ah Hao watched as that hand grabbed his wrist, and a huge force that was difficult to resist wanted to pull him into the mirror world.

Frightened and crazy, Ah Hao yelled: “Gun, don’t pull me, you pull him in, you pull him quickly!” ”

Without any dialogue questions and answers, he himself in the mirror was still that puppet-like smile, and he was slowly pulled into the mirror little by little.

Until a certain critical point, the neurotic Ahao began to laugh: “Haha, everything is fake, it’s all fake, I didn’t kill people, I didn’t kill people!” ”

Then he cried again: “Big brother ghost, let me go, I will never play pen fairy again.” ”

Still did not answer, the neurotic Ah Hao changed to an angry look, and cursed loudly and angrily: “The ghost thing of Chu Nima, has the ability to come out and single out, labor and management can hammer you to death once, can hammer you to death countless times, come, play with your life!” ”

Fear, panic, madness, pleading, this series of expressions constantly changed on Ah Hao’s face, as the only audience at the scene, Lin Yi looked at Ah Hao’s appearance, sighed and shook his head: “This is frightened, no guts, you specially play Jill’s spirit detection live broadcast, but also hammer this hammer that.” ”

Sighing again, Lin Yi didn’t bother to bully a freshly baked neurological patient again, and with a command, the copy of the [Fright Pen Immortal] Illusion Room that covered the entire abandoned school was revoked by him on his own initiative.

In front of the live camera.

The crazy Ahao found that he himself in the mirror became blurred, and then disappeared like this.

At the same time, the ballpoint pen erected on the white paper had also been quietly put back by Lin Yi.

On the other hand, Ah Hao, who was really frightened, walked out of this abandoned teaching building in any direction like crazy.

Along the way, there was Ahao’s sometimes maniacal laughter, or bitter wail, and his figure slowly disappeared into the night.

Lin Yi, who was ready to leave, looked at the scene happening in front of him, and his heart was a little melancholy.

Before, whether it was the little king who was taken into the mirror, or the old Zhou who was caught in the mirror, it looked like he was killed by a ghost, but in fact, it was all the design of the fantasy space, and they were just frightened and hidden.

But at this moment, the anchor Ah Hao, who has taken the initiative to lift the illusion space and is scared into a nervous patient, is afraid that he does not have the good luck of the previous two.

Lin Yi, whose mind suddenly became a little complicated, sighed again and said to himself: “What a good young man, because he touched porcelain, hey, it’s a pity.” ”

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PS: Although Ah Hao, the detective anchor, is my fiction, when writing this ending, I first wrote him as crazy and then jumped to his death, but when I saw that the taste was completely wrong, I changed it to crazy and disappeared into the sea of people.

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