Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

!!!

The programmer is at a loss for words.

who asked this question.

What I'm asking is how dare you still play.

Aren't you afraid of dying?

That's a ghost.

"Brother, I know that you are a master, but should this kind of ghost catching be left to a more professional master?"

The programmer was about to cry.

He already has shades of these things.

"That's me, wait a minute."

After thinking for a while, Shen Jian took out a card from his pocket.

The programmer took a look: "Master Feng Shui?"

"Mistake, it's this one."

Shen Jian handed over another one.

"Longhushan certification, gold medal trick master?"

"You can rest assured now."

Programmer: ...

I'm even more worried.

I dare say you're just a little card master.

While speaking, Cai Minmin had already set up props.

Shen Jian looked at the hesitant programmer, and said lightly: "Think about it, the yin energy in your body has exceeded the standard, at most it will not be until tomorrow night, and you will step into the fate of the first two."

The programmer's face turned even paler.

After hesitating again and again, I decided to continue playing.

Because he has already noticed the abnormality of his body.

As the candles were lit, three figures emerged from the darkness.

Under the flickering light, the faces of the two appeared to be somewhat terrifying.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy..."

The two began to recite silently according to the content of the ceremony.

Shen Jian stood aside, and the old god watched.

It's not that he doesn't want to play by himself, but that he can't.

No matter what he is, he is now the Lord of the Underworld, the King of Hades of the Ten Palaces, summoning the Pen Immortal, will the Pen Immortal dare to come out?

Swish!

Vaguely, a gust of wind blew by.

The candle flame was shaking violently, as if it might go out at any moment.

The voices of the two stopped abruptly.

coming!

Pen Fairy is here!

The two were terrified and completely panicked.

I don't know ghosts and gods, but I can pretend that ghosts and gods don't exist.

Once known, the fear will be infinitely magnified.

Every sign of trouble will make them suspicious.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Cai Minmin panicked.

"Haven't you all played it? Ask questions."

Shen Jian was a little puzzled.

According to the rules of the pen fairy game, you need to ask three questions related to the pen fairy before you can ask yourself.

"I... we dare not."

The two trembled.

Because the two people who died before were the ones who had asked Bixian questions one after the other.

"Forget it, I'll come."

Shen Jian curled his lips. He had never experienced horror games, and his psychological quality was only at the level of ordinary people. He really couldn't think they were reliable.

Shen Jian looked at the pencil and asked casually:

"Pen Xian, have you paid off your mortgage?"

In an instant, the audience fell into dead silence.

The two opened their mouths wide, feeling the trickiness and viciousness of this question.

So vicious.

This question just goes deep into the soul.

hit them.

They don't know if Pen Fairy reacted, but they felt an arrow in their chest at that moment.

"Shhhhh..."

At this time, the pencil stood up from the table and slowly drew a question mark on the white paper.

?

I'm a ghost, you ask me if I have paid off my mortgage?

Is this normal?

You seem to have that serious illness.

However, Shen Jian didn't care about these, he continued to output:

"Have you paid off your car loan?"

"Have you bought life accident insurance?"

"Have you saved enough for your pension?"

"Have you signed up for your child's tutoring class?"

The tortures from the soul hit the depths of the soul one by one.

Bixian was completely dumbfounded.

The erected pencil began to shake violently.

To get out of the hands of the two.

The originally weak candle flame was extinguished in an instant.

The two wanted to cry without tears.

It's over.

This fairy is so violent.

Click!

At some point, the pencil held by the two broke.

Broken in two.

In the darkness, a ghost suddenly appeared.

Wearing a red dress with disheveled hair, she stood quietly on the desk with a broken pen.

Without feet, it floats there like a ghost.

"Ahhhh!"

The minds of the two people who were already terrified went blank at this moment, and then screamed again and again.

"Ghost, ghost."

The two squatted in the corner, too frightened to look up.

That is really a pen fairy, a ghost.

Who is not afraid?

Oh Master is not afraid.

He stood quietly on the spot, admiring the pen fairy.

Hey, the master moved.

He walked towards Pen Fairy.

The programmer swallowed.

After finally mustering up the courage, he said, "Master, that is tricky and dangerous."

Shen Jian praised: "You are still too young, you don't know how to write well, and you mistakenly regard girls as treasures."

"Come on, look up and let me see the color."

Shen Jian said while walking.

Grandmaster!I beg you to take away your supernatural powers and stop pissing her off, or none of us will be able to escape.

Programmers are already numb.

Are you really brave enough to take maternity leave?

Even ghosts dare to tease them, they are about to cry.

Pen Fairy:?

She raised a question mark again.

Who exactly has a problem here?

Why is this human not afraid of her?

Bixian was dumbfounded.

It's fine if you're not afraid of her, why can't she control this human being?

No.

Don't come here.

The pen fairy backed away, trying to escape.

However, Shen Jian pinched his mouth forcefully, and lifted it up, revealing an overly aggrieved and sad and indignant pretty face.

The beauty in red is a ghost.

"Excellent image, congratulations on passing the test."

Shen Jian let go of the pen fairy and smiled.

Then he took out an exquisite blood-stained red dress from his body.

That is also a ghost.

Ghost skirt.

It will be revived by randomly wearing it on a nearby person.