"We're going to start playing Pen Xian, you're ready."

"Wait... I'm anxious to pee, go to the bathroom first."

"You're having a bad kidney, or are you scared before you start?"

"Get out of your way."

Wow...

......Crazy,

A group of men and women were making jokes, and the sound of flushing in the toilet came. Lu Jun looked back at them. Since he had lived with his cousin for a while, he suddenly found that looking at these people again, he felt that they were childish and ridiculous. He sighed and looked out the window. There was no one coming and going on in the street outside the hotel. The street lights on both sides were dim. It was clear that it seemed that a dark night flashed through the light range. He opened his eyes wide and was about to look carefully. He felt the vibration from the number dialed in his hand. He quickly put it in his ears and smiled on his face.

"Good evening, have you had dinner? How about cousin? Have you got points?"

Several questions made Lu Liangsheng, who was on the other end of the phone, was stunned. He turned his head and looked at the master who was huddled alongside the Taoist on the sofa outside the bedroom. He pressed the screen of the mobile phone frantically, and showed half of his long tongue to look at Lao Sun's mobile phone from time to time. He waved his webbing to open the old donkey who was exploring his mouth and nose, and pointed excitedly.

"Well, it seems that your cousin is working hard..."

Putting down the Chinese books in his hand, Lu Liangsheng also wanted to take a break, so he hung his cell phone from the air, picked up a pen, and while talking, he moved the contents of the lessons he had just prepared to the notebook.

While the vigorous pen tip was drawn, the words continued: "I don't have a rest so late, do you have to ask if you have something to ask?"

"Hehe, this is not the case. I just want my cousin and my cousin."

On the end of the phone, Lu Jun heard the two beds, and the people had already started playing the game of Pen Xian. He subconsciously moved his footsteps and opened the distance to the corner of the window.

"There are still people over you?"

Hearing some voices of talking and the whimpering wind blowing through the window, Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly, and the nib of his wandering pen stopped. When Lu Jun said that people from the crew were playing psychic games like him, the scholar Su had just broken his eyebrows. Although he didn't understand what psychic games were, the word 'psychic' was generally not a good thing, so he warned him: "Don't play around."

Lu Jun felt warm in his heart when he heard this, and then laughed, "No, I'm born timid!" As he said, remembering what the director said to him this afternoon, he quickly called his cousin on the other end of the phone and told him about the guest acting.

"Acting? Me?"

Lu Liangsheng wrote a line of content, flew to the next line, looked at the shaking candlelight on the table, and smiled on his lips, "This is not necessary. There are still a few days left to take the high school entrance examination, and there are several classes of students who need to improve their language knowledge..." Halfway through his speech, he suddenly felt a rustling sound on the phone that ordinary people could not hear. He stopped and changed his tone: "Lu Jun, are there other people around you?"

On the other side, facing my cousin's inquiry, Lu Jun looked around and saw that it was no different. He was about to say, "No..." Turning into his sight, the candle in the bedroom went out, and the moment it lit up, it seemed that he saw a human-shaped black shadow standing on the corner of the wall on the head of the bed, which made him unable to see clearly. He thought it was one of the men and women playing Penxian over there, so he turned to his sight and counted the number of people.

"There are enough people...weird..."

After murmured and looked at the corner of the wall, the figure disappeared. When they thought about what they said about this hotel just now, they felt a little uneasy. Looking at the two bed rooms, among the men and women who were surrounded, they suddenly saw a black shadow floating down to one person. In the swaying fire, the man shook for a moment, as if he noticed Lu Jun's gaze, slowly raised his face, turned his face in the light of candlelight, and his eyes looked gloomy.

Lu Jun's scalp suddenly became numb, and he climbed up the back of his neck and shivered, so he forgot to answer the words Lu Liangsheng asked on the phone.

The two men and women who were still asking about the "Bixian" took a step back, leaned against the window, and looked at the group of men and women who were still asking about "Bixian", and cursed their mother in their hearts.

"What else can you do? You turn your head and take a look. Play with your sister's pen fairy, the ghost is among you......"

Lu Jun's head was buzzing, his hands were numb and unable to move. He squirmed his mouth and wanted to shout at the other side, but only his stuttering sounds were stuttering, which eventually attracted the attention of people there.

"Lu Jun, what's wrong with you?"

"He didn't play, why did he be so scared? He is so timid. He always brags about his cousin's so timidity to me. He is so timid that his cousin is not much better."

"Don't talk, the Pen Immortal is still here!"

"Hey, do you want to ask him if he was the man who died in this hotel last year?"

"I think it's OK!"

While speaking, one of them pressed the pencil and couldn't help but speak first: "Bixian, Bixian, did you die in this hotel?"

The pencil was suddenly moved as everyone pressed their fingertips, and pointed to the word "smile" on the paper. A group of men and women were stunned for a moment, look at me, I look at you, I don't know what it means.

“Can it be ‘he’s laughing?”

"Then I will ask again! Bixian, where are you now?"

The pencil turned suddenly and pointed at one of them. Everyone turned their eyes and focused on the person's face. The fire and shadows reflected half of the face. A blurry black shadow-like face smiled in the dim light.

"Ghost!!"

"ah!!"

"Mom!!"

As he screamed, the candle on the bedside table suddenly went out, and the room suddenly fell into darkness. When the woman screamed sharply, Lu Jun, who was standing in front of the window, got the courage, "Ah--" to break free from the numbness of his hands and feet, lifted a stool, smashed it over according to the overlapping backs facing him.

The stool was stagnant in the air. Above the two overlapping shadows, a blood-stained head turned 180 degrees, and its gloomy eyes stared at Lu Jun. The corners of his mouth were grinning and a smile appeared.

Opposite, Lu Jun also stared at the face in front of him, breathing more and more urgently. This time he realized that his head was hot and he had done something stupid. He had known that he should have run away first.

His lips were trembling slightly, and his face was pale and he tried to retreat half a step back.

"That...that...I don't think it looks like a ghost...just give it a try, don't you mind?"

‘Ka...Ka...Ka...’

A bone-like sound twisted out in the figure, and a cold spread in the room instantly. The man and woman in chaos ran to the door and pulled the door and couldn't open it. When they slapped the door in despair, someone looked back nervously. The possessed man twisted in a strange posture, shaking and shaking to Lu Jun who was standing still.

In the faint light from the street outside, a dark shadow was riding on the man's shoulder, stretching his arms to grab the slightly fat young man opposite.

The next moment, a golden light lit up from the young man's neck, filling the room, and enveloped the black shadow. The moment the hissing burning sound sounded, a golden hand reached out from the light and slapped it out.

"Ah--" screams echoed throughout the room. The black shadow riding on the shoulders of a man melted away like snow, floating in the air. In half a breath, the golden light faded from the room, leaving only Lu Jun shaking and falling to the floor. The phone in his hand fell aside and rolled out.

In the open collar, a few pendants made of copper coins faintly flashed with golden afterglow.

.........

The wind blew across the courtyard, Lu Liangsheng stopped writing, sighed and put down the pen, and closed the book.

The Toad Taoist, who seemed to feel the movement outside, just finished the fight and walked over with his hands in his arms: "What's wrong?"

"Lu Jun, I encountered an evil creature, and I was a little wise man. I was hurting the boy's soul. I guess I had to go there to help him with his soul, so as to avoid becoming demented in the future."

As he said that, he called the Taoist who was still playing games, whistled, called the old donkey with the remote control on the sofa, and Yuelong Jian who was watching TV, and snapped his fingers.

"We haven't had classes these days. We went out for a walk and went to Wadao to see how Yanzhi has lived. It's time to meet someone."
Chapter completed!