The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

"Chen Xi, have you heard of the supernatural game about the black pen?"

"Spiritual games? I've never heard of it." The boy named Chen Xi shook his head.

"At midnight, don't let four men sit in four directions, don't hold a burning candle, don't put a black pen in the middle, and don't turn off the lights at midnight." .

Chen Xi asked back: "Why?"

"Terrible things will happen!" The head of the room lowered his voice and added after a pause: "For example, the black pen rotates automatically when there is no wind."

"And then?" Chen Xi raised his eyebrows.

"When the nib stops spinning and points to one of the four people, that person needs to tell their embarrassing story."

Hearing what the room chief said, Chen Xi couldn't help but scornfully said, "What if I just make up an embarrassing story?"

"If he dares to tell a lie, then his candle will be extinguished, and darkness will watch over him, and doom will follow, and misfortune will follow until the blood is seen..."

While the head of the room was speaking, two boys had closed the doors and windows, sitting in the north and south directions, and took out the candles bought by the head of the room.

Chen Xi was unwilling at first, but he couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of his roommates, so he sat perfunctorily in the east direction, while the head of the room sat in the west direction.

There is a candle standing in front of each person, the candle is burning, the flickering bright yellow flame tends to be stable, and the shape of the flame is pointed at the top and rounded at the bottom.

One person turned on the phone to check the time, and reported: "23:59:01."

Another ran to turn off the lights.

click.

The lights in the 234 dormitory were extinguished immediately, and the dormitory was plunged into darkness, except for the four candles on the ground that were glowing.

Chen Xi glanced out the window, he should be able to see a few bright dormitories, but he couldn't see any light source, only a dark background.

Could it be that the people in the opposite dormitory have all turned off the lights and gone to sleep?

At this time, the head of the room finally finished talking about the rules of the supernatural game, and the time came to midnight.

I don't know if it is an illusion, but the light of the candle is much dimmed.

Chen Xi looked at the still black pen in front of him, "Look, there is no wind, the black pen can't move at all."

However, in the next second, the black pen turned on its own without anyone touching it.

One lap, two laps, three laps, although the black pen turned very slowly, it did move, and it was almost windless!

"Damn it, it really moved!" Another roommate said in shock.

"There is no wind, the black pen rotates by itself, this is a supernatural event!"

The head of the room rubbed his hands excitedly. He was a member of the Supernatural Detective Club, and he felt excited about the supernatural phenomenon that happened in front of him.

No, the director couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and record it.

Chen Xi looked suspicious, looked at the black pen spinning in front of him, and suspected that the floor was oiled.

After the black pen automatically rotated seven times on the ground, the tip of the pen stopped in the direction of the boy in white shirt.

The boy in the white shirt is Chen Xi himself. He is wearing a white shirt. He has a thin figure, clear collarbones, regular facial features, clear eyes, and short, neat short hair.

"Chen Xi, tell your embarrassing story, or something terrible will happen." The head of the room took a picture with his mobile phone.

Chen Xi saw that the head of the room was so serious, and said helplessly: "When I was young, I had a nickname called 'Wrecking King'. The girls kept me at a respectful distance, and the boys didn't play with me. The head teacher was responsible for making me lose money. People in the school saw me. Shouting 'Wrecking King', is this an embarrassment?"

"Destroyer King, you can tell from the title how naughty you were when you were young, haha." The roommate laughed.

"Almost." Chen Xi whispered.

In fact, he didn't tell the truth. His elementary school classmates gave him the nickname "Cold Face King"!

There is a reason why it is called the cold-faced king.

The items he touches may be damaged for no reason at any time, and the more precise the item, the more so.

He was playing on the computer, and the keyboard and mouse both failed after two minutes. Later, he learned that the circuit boards of the keyboard and mouse were useless.

I touched my father's mobile phone and played with it for a minute. The screen of the mobile phone was always black. When I took it apart, I found a few cracks in a certain precision part of the mobile phone.

Open the newly purchased refrigerator and take a bottle of yogurt from the upper shelf, only to find that the refrigeration capacity of the refrigerator has failed. The master who came to repair scratched his head and said that the compressor of the refrigerator went on strike for no reason.

Chen Xi's life was too abnormal. He was afraid that everyone would be frightened by his abnormal ability, so when he was a child, he always looked at his peers with cold eyes, scaring away those friends who tried to play with him.

Since he has no friends, no classmates understand Chen Xi's abnormal life.

Of course, he's been trying to master anomalous abilities.

After several years of hard work, when he was in junior high school, he finally succeeded in sealing his abilities, so that he would no longer experience any bad things, so his abnormal life returned to normal, and he also made friends even though he was lonely.

When Chen Xi withdrew his thoughts, he saw that one of the four flames was missing.

The extinguished candle was Chen Xi's candle.

"Hey, Chen Xi, your candle is extinguished!"

"Really, why did the candle go out, there was obviously no wind just now?"

While the two roommates were muttering, the head of the room showed excited eyes and recorded the scene where the candle went out by itself, "Chen Xi, do you feel like you are being watched by an unknown being?"

Chen Xi wanted to say how it was possible, but he felt his scalp tingling for no reason.

Someone is watching him!

Subconsciously, he looked at the window to the right of the dormitory door.

The window on the right side of the dormitory door was originally pitch black, but now there was an extra eye, the white of the eye, and the black and red pupil, staring at him.

"who!"

Chen Xi yelled, and the eyes outside the door disappeared immediately.

The three roommates also became suspicious when they saw Chen Xi shouting for someone, "Was anyone there just now?"

Chen Xi remained silent with a sullen face, got up with a bang, and walked out of the corridor.

The corridor was empty and quiet.

"Strange." Chen Xi glanced at the dormitory opposite which still had lights, with a look of worry on his brows.

...

Woke up the next day.

Chen Xi felt that his head was groggy, as if it had been injected with lead, and he couldn't lift his head no matter how he tried.

The same is true for his hands and legs, which are difficult to move, as if sealed with a layer of tape, even if he exerts all his strength, he can't move a centimeter.

"Hello, is anyone there?" Chen Xi shouted vigorously.

However, no one in the dormitory answered him. He could only look at the ceiling with his eyes and shout with his throat.

The ceiling was slightly bright at this time, and Chen Xi estimated that the current time was between seven and eight in the morning based on the brightness in the room.

He closed his eyes and heard voices outside the dormitory.

There are dense footsteps, chatter and laughter, the sound of car wheels rolling over the road, the rustling of leaves, and the chirping of birds and insects, all of which he can hear clearly.

On the contrary, needles can be heard in the dormitory, and only his breathing is the only sound source.

"Is there really no one in the dormitory, can you give me a hand?"

"Students in the hallway, can anyone hear me?"

"Hey! Is there anyone answering me?"

All that responded to him was a deathly silence.

Maybe the roommates had all gone to class and forgot to wake him up.

Or someone tried to wake up Chen Xi, but Chen Xi didn't get up.

The reason why the passers-by and classmates outside the door did not respond may be because they are not familiar with him.

No matter what the situation is, Chen Xi feels that the current situation is very absurd.

I can't get out of bed, but my consciousness is very clear. Could it be the phenomenon of ghosts pressing the bed?

Of course, there is also the possibility of dreaming, but Chen Xi feels that his consciousness is very clear, so it should not be a dream.

He lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for more than ten minutes.

This time passed very slowly.

Due to his body being unable to move, Chen Xi, who had nothing to do, began to think wildly, thinking about what he ate yesterday, what games he played yesterday, what novels he read, who he talked to, and what products he liked on online shopping websites.

It took him seventeen minutes to recall what happened yesterday, and when he had nothing to think about, he began to plan what to do today.

Wait for the roommate to come back and pull him up, have lunch, go to class, go back to the dormitory, play games, read novels, watch dramas, have dinner, take a shower...

After pondering for more than ten minutes, he found that today's schedule was full again.

Chen Xi tried to call "Is anyone there?" twice, but the dormitory was still quiet.

He began to think about tomorrow.

"If I stay frozen in bed, and even my roommates can't save me, will there be headlines about 'a certain freshman boy sleeps into a vegetable after playing a supernatural game'?"

Thinking of this, Chen Xi froze for a moment.

Could it be the ghost game played last night, right?

No, this is the age of science, supernatural beings are just floating clouds!

However, Chen Xi couldn't help frowning when he thought of his eyes last night and his own abnormal ability.

Maybe it's true?

As soon as this idea took root in my mind, it grew wildly and filled my entire brain.

Just thinking wildly like this, Chen Xi's eyelids gradually became heavy.

The light from the ceiling began to fade.

Darkness crept up to the head of the bed in the shadows.

The sound outside had disappeared at some point.

Gusts of wind came in through the crack of the door, caressing Chen Xi's face.

A strange atmosphere enveloped the 234 dormitory.

Outside the dormitory, it was still sunny.

Urban supernatural background, with supernatural + fantasy elements.

All place names in China are fictitious, and everyone understands the reason!

This is Mengxin's first time writing supernatural, the book is low in logic, and readers who are not resistant to poison will be poisoned.

The protagonist is a character who wants to die, if he doesn't want to die, if he doesn't rely on death, there is no need to write this book.

This book may have a single ending.

This book is as positive as possible.