I, the last Yin-Yang embroiderer

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 think a normal person would jump into a pile of cement by himself?"

This sentence is extremely weird.

Would a normal person jump into a pile of cement by himself?

Another way of thinking is to ask again.

If he were a normal person, would he actively seek death?

After two seconds of silence, Su Yu 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 tantamount to seeking death."

Xiaowen suddenly laughed when he heard Su Yu's answer, with tears in his eyes.

"Master Su, you are right. How could a normal person jump into a pile of cement by himself?"

"My third roommate, as if possessed by a ghost late one night, walked to the cement pile at the construction site and jumped down"

"When she was rescued, her body was covered with cement and she was no longer breathing."

"She's dead too, she's dead too"

"I know, I can't escape, I will die too!"

"The next day, a rope made of black air appeared around my neck, trying to hang me."

"I asked everyone around me, but none of them could see it. They all said I was too anxious."

"But how could I not see the avoidance and fear in their eyes?"

"After all, all four people in the same dormitory are dead, and I am the only one left."

"This is bad luck. Who would be willing to say more than a few words to a dying person?"

Xiao Wen's narration slowly stopped, and Su Yu touched his chin and thought carefully.

Judging from what Xiao Wen just said, this is just the result of the psychic pen Fairy Queen.

The most important process is like

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

"Tell me, did anything weird happen during the channeling?"

Xiao Wen curled up in the corner of the sofa with his hands on his chest.

After recalling carefully for a while, he narrated again.

"It was twelve o'clock in the night at that time, because the psychic pen fairy recorded in the book 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 intertwined our hands and held a brush at the same time. The brush hair of this brush was made of cat hair."

"As for why cat hair is used, I still clearly remember what the head of the house said at that time."

"Cats have supernatural powers. They can ward off evil spirits and attract ghosts. They are best used for channeling spirits."

"Just like that, the four of us held the brushes tightly and began to chant mantras to channel spirits, calling softly"

"Pen Fairy Pen Fairy, I am your past life, and you are my present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

Su Yu frowned deeply when he heard this.

Judging from Xiaowen's description just now, this fairy's psychic ritual is actually a bit weird and creepy.

Xiaowen did not stop talking and continued.

"At first, the brushes held by the four of us did not move at all."

"Just when we were about to give up, the brush suddenly started moving on its own and drew a circle on the white paper."

"Such a weird situation suddenly happened. The four of us were surprised and panicked. We didn’t know what to do for a moment."

"In the end, it was our dormitory leader who was the first to ask how his previous life was."

"Just after I asked the question, my brush, which was not stained with ink at all, started writing on the paper on its own. It was exactly what our dormitory leader asked."

"After someone tried it, each of us asked"

"Ask about marriage, ask about predecessors, ask about current affairs, etc."

"It was normal at first and nothing happened until a roommate asked...How will she die in this life?"

"The brush suddenly paused. A gust of cold wind blew in the room. I wrote two words on the paper - drowning."

"We didn’t know the seriousness of the problem at that time, so we all asked, even I asked this question, how will I die in this life?"

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

"They are"

"Killed by hacking, suffocating, hanging......"

"After the question was over, we just treated it as a joke and didn't take it to heart at all. When we were about to continue speaking"

"The writing brush suddenly broke into two pieces, the lit white candle went out inexplicably, and the paper on the table actually started to burn on its own."

"Such a weird thing happened, we were already scared half to death"

"I had no intention of continuing to play and left in a hurry"

"As a result, seven days later, the dormitory leader was killed by a kitchen knife falling from the sky."

"Beat him to death!!!"

Needless to say the following process.

Of the four people who originally participated in Bixian's channeling, now only Xiaowen is left.

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

There is no need to say how weird this is.

Su Yu took a long breath and fell into deep thought. There is still something wrong with what Xiaowen just said, and it is indeed unreasonable.

Immortal or Chopstick Immortal.

This kind of psychic technique is very taboo about asking how you will die in the future. But this is the so-called evil spirit. The spirit pen immortal is not a real immortal, but some lonely ghosts around. No matter how vicious these lonely ghosts are, they would never dare to kill three people like this. The ghost is detested by heaven and earth. If he does anything harmful to others, he will be punished by heaven in just a blink of an eye.

���There must be something hidden in the story.

Su Yu no longer hesitated, opened his Yin Yang Eyes, and looked at Xiao Wen carefully.

All kinds of blessings, misfortunes, evil spirits and ghosts are all displayed in Su Yu's eyes.

In less than three seconds.

Su Yu withdrew his gaze.

He pursed his lips and stared at Xiaowen with sharp eyes like an eagle and asked.

"When you were playing Bixian psychic"

"Is it four people or five people?!!"