The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

The darkness enveloped the 234 dormitory, the flame flickered, and the tip of the pen rotated slowly. Whenever it pointed at someone during the rotation, the black mist surged once.

Luo Mang is rather reckless, this time when he encountered a life-threatening game, he hesitated a bit.

He asked himself, should he take a big gamble?

At this time, Luo Mang found that when the nib turned fourteen times, it stopped in his direction.

Chen Xi, Hu Jing, and Zhou Wenbin's eyes all fell on Luo Mang. Luo Mang was the number one hunk in dormitory 234. He was tall and mighty, and he was an athlete in the school sports meeting.

Sensing his roommate's gaze, Luo Mang's rough nerves immediately thought of not the danger of his life, but that men should not be cowardly.

"It's grandma, I, Luo Mang, have never been afraid of anyone in my life, isn't it the curse of supernatural games, come on!"

Luo Mang grinned, and casually pulled out an embarrassing incident, "When I was eighteen, I jumped into a stinky ditch to touch a mouse, and I took it home and roasted it, it was crunchy."

Chen Xi originally thought that Luo Mang would be cowardly, but he didn't expect this guy to open his mouth about this embarrassing thing.

Who the hell is eighteen years old and still jumps into the stinky ditch?

But when Chen Xi thought that it was Luo Mang, there was such a possibility.

Pfft, Hu Jing laughed out loud, and then the room chief also laughed out loud.

The originally silent and oppressive atmosphere was destroyed.

"Luo Mang, you don't really dance, do you? Why does it sound like that to me?"

"Go, don't make trouble." Luo Mang put on an expression of who is serious and who is anxious.

With a puff, Luo Mang's candle also completed the self-extinguishing step.

After Chen Xi laughed, he said seriously: "Luo Mang, be careful, the punishment should be coming soon."

Luo Mang was waiting for the battle. Under the surprised eyes of his roommates, he performed the standard movement of squatting and starting, ready to start running in an instant to avoid knives at any time.

However, the means of punishment are not limited to dropping a knife.

No, Chen Xi heard footsteps coming from the corridor, and someone was approaching here step by step.

Two steps, four steps, six steps.

The sound of footsteps was so clear and powerful that all of Luo Mang's muscles tensed up, ready to run away at any moment.

Three seconds later, the footsteps stopped outside the dormitory door, and there were three crisp knocks on the door.

Bang, bang, bang.

The knock on the door was very rhythmic, as if the time to knock on the door had been timed.

Luo Mang took a deep breath, still maintaining his ready-to-start posture, and shouted to the door: "Who is it!"

"Is student Luo Mang here? I have your takeaway, slightly spicy fried rice." The person outside the door shouted.

Luo Mang looked confused, and looked at Chen Xi who had a deeper understanding of the game Midnight Fierce Pen.

Chen Xi was also in a state of confusion, shaking his head to express that he didn't know.

"Why don't you check your phone, have you ordered takeaway?" Chen Xi reminded.

When Chen Xi mentioned it, Luo Mang's expression changed, "It seems that at 8 o'clock in the evening, I ordered a takeaway fried rice, but the takeaway never arrived. I forgot about it. I should ask for a refund."

Hearing Luo Mang's words, the head of the office looked puzzled, "Why do you order takeaway?"

"Hungry." Luo Mang said without thinking.

Chen Xi frowned secretly, is it such a coincidence?

"Well, the delivery guy should go away now, right? After all, we are still playing supernatural games..." Hu Jing, who had a low sense of presence, murmured.

Luo Mang's eyes lit up, and he shouted directly: "Yes, students outside the door, I don't want to take out food, you should go back soon!"

"Go back?" the delivery man asked in a low voice.

Boom!

There was the sound of thunder outside the door.

"You want me to go back?" The delivery man's voice suddenly increased several notches.

"I worked hard for four hours before delivering it to your dormitory door.

Four hours!

You want me to send it back?

Why don't you give it a try?

Why don't you die! "

The roar was like thunder, and the expressions of the four of them changed.

Chen Xi frowned, looked around and picked up the fruit knife inserted into the ground.

When the fruit knife was pulled out, there was a cold light. Just staring at the edge, I couldn't help but squint my eyes, not daring to face the sharp edge of the edge.

"It seems that you can't hide, Luo Mang, take it, and stab him if necessary."

"Yeah." Luo Mang canceled the starting motion, stood up and took the fruit knife with a dignified expression.

Ga, the doorknob of the dormitory moved.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one opened the door for him, and the door handle moved by itself, like a black pen turning itself without wind, slowly twisting down.

Then the vermilion dormitory door was opened, and a figure in a yellow delivery suit stood outside the door.

Boom!

Thunder flashed, bright as day.

The scene at the door is like an old-fashioned black and white photo. The delivery man's face is ferocious, his opened eyes are bloodshot, and his pupils are weird black and red.

In a blink of an eye, the delivery man threw away the delivery box, stretched his right hand into the darkness, copied a pitch-black iron rod from nowhere, and rushed over like that.

When Luo Mang saw this, his heart almost jumped out.

"Go!" Chen Xi and the head of the room both shouted.

Luo Mang took a deep breath, picked up the chair with his left hand and threw it over, while holding the knife handle tightly with his right hand, he strode forward.

Boom.

The delivery man hit the chair with a black stick, and the chair was sent flying.

The man in the yellow delivery suit paused because of this, shifted his center of gravity backwards, and his body was slightly stiff.

It was at this second pause that Luo Mang came, bringing with him a fruit knife that sliced ​​bricks like mud.

"go to hell!"

Luo Mang looked crazy, and directly stabbed towards the heart.

I saw a flash of coldness.

puff!

The fruit knife pierced the takeaway man's heart without any suspense!

Then Chen Xi, Zhou Wenbin and Hu Jing came up one after another, swung the chair in their hands, and smashed it violently.

With three bangs, the delivery man was hit so powerlessly that he was knocked to the ground by everyone, and the black stick slid down.

The four of them didn't dare to stop to take a breath, Luo Mang non-stop locked the delivery man's neck with his arms, and the room chief locked the delivery man's arms.

Hu Jing sat on the delivery man's waist, while Chen Xi picked up the black iron rod, ready to hit someone at any time.

The violent delivery man was suppressed, unable to exert any strength and unable to move.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it should be safe.

Chen Xi glanced at the delivery man's back. There was a protruding silver tip. Looking carefully, it was the tip of a fruit knife. It turned out that the fruit knife had pierced through the delivery man's body.

"Huh?"

There was no blood from the delivery man's wound, but a few wisps of black tobacco spewed out, flying into the air and disappearing slowly.

Hearing Chen Xi's voice, everyone also glanced at the delivery man's wound.

The wound at the tip of the knife continued to overflow with black smoke like catkins, which slowly melted into the air and disappeared.

Delivery staff are not flesh and blood!

"Not a living person!"

Luo Mang's hands trembled a little, what was going on with this strange life.

Facing the unknown, Luo Mang was very uneasy, for fear that the delivery boy would suddenly transform into a strange shape and tear the four people apart.

"This product is disappearing, you see, the loss of shredded tobacco is accelerating."

The black smoke from the wound grew more and more, and it melted into the air and dissipated.

"Really." Chen Xi said in surprise.

But on second thought, when a person bleeds, isn't it more and more bleeding?

Could it be that these flocculent shreds of tobacco are the blood of this "person"?

After a while, the delivery man turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

Without the runaway delivery man, the tense heartstrings of the four of them eased slightly.

But before they could catch their breath, there was a rattling sound in the room—the black pen was turning!

The hearts of the four were tense again, and the game was still going on.

There are currently two burning candles, one is Hu Jing and the other is Chen Xi.

The four were silent and returned to their positions.

During this period, Luo Mang lifted up his clothes to look at his muscles. He was still a macho with eight-pack abs, and he couldn't see the specific enhancement effect. It is estimated that he would have to run a few laps to estimate whether his physical fitness has improved.

The black pen was still spinning, and stopped in the direction of Hu Jing's candle on the seventh lap.

Hu Jing's mouth was trembling, and it took a minute to say: "When I was nine years old, my mother also bought me a girl's dress, like a floral skirt, and there are photos."

After speaking, the candle continued to burn without being extinguished.

The black pen started to spin.

The three of Chen Xi were stunned. The candle hadn't been extinguished, no supernatural punishment had happened, and the black pen started spinning directly. What did that mean?

Hu Jing told the truth!

Why did Hu Jing's mother want to complain about her son's desire to dress up as a woman, but now the three roommates are silent.

It seems that Hu Jing didn't dare to play this game and chose to live it out safely.

After all, not everyone has the courage to take risks, Chen Xi expressed his understanding.

The black pen moved slowly.

Seven laps, fourteen laps, twenty-one laps...

This time the black pen kept spinning, and it was still moving after twenty-eight turns, with no intention of stopping at all.

The darkness in the room quietly surged.

The light got dimmer.

The footsteps of time move forward slowly.

Luo Mang, Hu Jing, and Zhou Wenbin looked at the black pen slowly turning around, and felt a little sleepy. They couldn't tell whether they were staring at the black pen or the black pen was staring at them.

Gradually closing the eyelids, the head is like a fishing rod, dropping and lifting.

Chen Xi was also a little sleepy. After being tense for so long, he was exhausted physically and mentally. He really wanted to lie on the bed and sleep.

He closed his eyelids, his head drooping slightly.

Chen Xi suddenly felt something was wrong.

No matter how sleepy he is, he can't sleep, the game is not over yet, he has to finish this round completely, otherwise there will be errors in the game.

"Are you all sleepy? The game is not over yet, don't sleep." Chen Xi reminded.

The eyelids of the three of them had not been opened since they were closed, as if they had fallen asleep, and dreamily said: "Mmm."

The black pen was still spinning, and because of the short nap just now, Chen Xi didn't know how many times the black pen turned.

One lap, two laps, or even dozens of laps later, the black pen kept spinning without stopping to point at Chen Xi at all.

Chen Xi's head began to break out in cold sweat.

At this point in the supernatural game, the cards began to be played out of common sense.

Has his curse not been lifted yet?

Chen Xi thought for a while, and decided to get another needle, anyway, bleeding is not troublesome.

So he took out a needle, pricked his finger, dripped another drop of blood on his candle, and put on a Band-Aid.

The flame of the candle is compressed into a ball again, and the blood is tumbling inside, dyed blood red, ready to bloom.

It was also at this time that Chen Xi noticed a cold gaze in the room. He subconsciously glanced at the bottom of the bed opposite, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

He saw an eye in the darkness.

White eye whites, black red pupils.

looking at himself.

The collection is growing a bit slowly.

Ask for a wave of tickets every day.