I Wasn't Born Lucky

This marker works very quickly, and Park Xishun's expression gradually freezes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was holding that hand halfway, pressing his life-saving props on the emoji in his palm.

It was a mask worn by ghosts in the period of the Republic of China before their death. As long as it was taken out, it could suppress other ghosts and ghosts. It was a very practical prop.

But for now, it doesn't seem to play the role Park Xishun imagined.

Driven by some kind of force, the mask fit the expression in his hand instead. The hollow part of the mask perfectly exposed the "eyes" and "mouth" of the emoji, just like a real face.

Pu Xishun panicked: "Did it move?"

He raised his arms to where his head was, and said with this painted face.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee."

The crying face that Xiao Li added had no effect, the pattern was dissolving on its own, correcting it to look like the inside of Lian Susu's arm.

At the same time, even Susu's symptoms became more and more serious. She was looking for a sharp weapon with her head down. Finally, she chose a mirror and muttered: "I want to fix my head, and take the thing in my neck." Get rid of..."

Xiao Li had already let go of his hand when he was painting for Pu Xishun, and now it was Ye Zeqing who was holding Lian Susu, but his strength was not as strong as Lian Susu's at this time, and she broke free with a shake of his hand , She rushed to the mirror like a wild horse.

At the very moment, Wang Huai stopped her. He rushed forward quickly, put his elbow on Lian Susu's neck, and pressed her against the wall: "Sherlock, give her a try."

Xiao Li turned the marker pen in his hand: "It's useless."

There are many types of attacks from ghosts, such as the type at the physical level, and at the spiritual level, and this marker pen is a curse type. Anyone who is painted with a smiling face will gradually use the part where the smiling face is drawn as the head , and cut off his own head at the same time—frankly speaking, Xiao Li has seen this type of Xiao Li on the SCP Foundation, and I don’t know if the collector came here to visit.

But there is still a trick you can try.

He came to the mirror with a marker in his hand, and looked back at the reincarnated person in front of him.

Zheng Yi had been with him for a long time, and he looked at Xiao Li, and suddenly he knew what he wanted like a soul, and just about to step forward to help Sherlock, he heard Xiao Li say, "Come and help me."

The direction he was looking at was Shen Mizhi.

Zheng Yi:? ? ?

Shen Mizhi was standing on the side, Zheng Yi swore that after the young man was called like this, his eyes lit up all of a sudden, as if he had just been fully charged, and he walked over.

Xiao Li glanced at his hand, and Shen Mizhi immediately held it, his fingertips gently brushed the skin on the back of Xiao Li's hand, wrapping the young man's hand in his own.

Xiao Li trembled.

He whispered: "...don't hold it so tightly."

Shen Mizhi followed his words and relaxed his strength, only gently holding the opponent's hand, but Xiao Li could still feel the warmth of the young man's palm.

Xiao Li let the tip of the marker pen float on the mirror, and said, "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy—"

The marker pen that knew it was bad from the beginning: ? ? ?

The moment he opened his mouth, the marker began to vibrate on its own as if it had spirituality, trying to struggle out of Xiao Li's hand.

Its strength is so great that Xiao Li might have been freed by it if Xiao Li was alone, but Shen Mizhi's hand was very steady, and the young man held the upper part of the mug firmly, making it impossible to break free .

"—You are my past life, and I am your present life. If you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the mirror." Xiao Li recited the complete summoning spell.

The quivering of the marker continued.

As soon as Xiao Li finished speaking, he could feel the vibration of the marker pen pause for a moment.

The pen fairy who noticed that something was wrong with the sojourner at the beginning of his arrival: "..."

It tried to snatch the right to use the sojourner, but was rejected.

It invades again.

As time went by, the vibration of the marker pen began to decrease, as if another force was controlling it, and it began to draw a triangular-like circle on the ugly mirror surface tremblingly and irregularly.

Xiao Li greeted him friendly: "Bi Xian, how are you doing?"

The characters written by the pen fairy are also crooked, not as easy as the previous few times with a water pen, it wrote with difficulty: [Speak quickly. 】

"It's nothing, just seeing this pen, I think of you, your body is tired of that fountain pen, aren't you? How about this pen?" Xiao Li lobbied hard.

The body of the marker pen shook: [No, isn't it good?I have a body...]

For an evil spirit at the level of a pen fairy, the sojourn is no longer so important. It is already a part of the legend and can descend across multiple copy worlds.

Of course, it would be better to have this kind of special pen as a sojourner, but if you don't have one, it's not that important... What's more, it's a bit shameful that there are so many ghosts watching here.

Xiao Li tempted the pen fairy: "What's wrong with this, I wanted to give it to you as soon as I saw this pen. Look at this pen, it's your own curse power, it's not just an ordinary pen, there is this pen A body wider than a fountain pen, with inexhaustible ink, as long as you occupy it, you can get it all..."

Bixian seemed really moved by his persuasion.

The marker pen itself sensed the crisis, and the shaking of the pen body reached the maximum value. For a moment, it shook Xiao Li's hand abruptly, but the pen fairy immediately used his own strength to suppress it.

It made up its mind: 【Help me. 】

The tip of the marker pen was firmly pressed against the mirror surface, leaving a smudge of ink. Xiao Li let go of his hand, but they were still touching each other, moving forward and backward from time to time.

The puppet's hair lengthens, and it wraps around the marker, forcing it to stay in place, waiting to be devoured bit by bit.

Lian Susu who was pushed against the wall suddenly opened her mouth and shouted: "Ah!"

The marker pen's struggle gradually became weaker until the pen fairy swallowed it completely, and its counterattack before dying was also suppressed by the two ghosts, and finally its original consciousness was completely wiped out and turned into the pen fairy's host .

Bixian jumped up and down on the mirror to get used to his new body.

Others who feel like they watched a domestic horror movie: "..."

They even couldn't help cheering for Bixian in their hearts.

Xiao Li stood aside, clapped his hands in satisfaction, and held the marker pen again.

This wave, this wave is called the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

That is to say, at the moment when the pen fairy was completely settled, the two victims over there recovered their sanity at the same time.

Lian Susu has stopped struggling. As an ordinary person who was involved in a supernatural event, she has not recovered from the incident just now.

Wang Huai withdrew her strength, and she coughed while clutching her neck, and fell to the ground along the wall.

Pu Xishun also let go of the hand that was raised above his head. He was not deeply eroded by the curse, but regained his clarity after a short period of insanity. The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately wiped the mark on the palm of his hand with his sleeve: "Thanks, Sherlock."

When it was controlled by the marker pen, this smiling face could not be wiped off by external force, but now the owner of the marker pen has been replaced by a pen fairy, which removes the curse and allows Park Xishun to wipe away the smiling face.

Bixian: [I'm leaving. 】

With a short mouth for cannibalism and soft hands for grabbing people, after getting such a body, the pen fairy's tone softened a lot, and he greeted Sherlock.

Xiao Li called it to stop: "There are three more questions."

No need to be white.

Bixian: [...One, you have asked me two questions before. 】

Xiao Li thought about it for a moment, and fixed his memory on the two interrogative sentences "how have you been recently" and "see how this pen is doing".

"Are you so stingy?" Xiao Li said.

Bixian: [Yes, if you don’t want to ask, I’ll leave if you don’t. 】

Xiao Li didn't hesitate much: "What ability does the jailer here have?"

[I can't say that the Judgment Prison is a neutral organization of the main universe, parallel to the gods, we can't say anything about it. 】Bi Xiandao, 【This is also a problem, three arrived, I'm leaving. 】

Xiao Li: "..."

Do you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?

But this ruling prison seems a bit interesting.

[Pen Xian is a traitor!People tell you to eat and you eat? 】

【Pen fairy, I used to only see it refusing to leave, and the humans who summoned it cried and begged it to leave. 】

[Frankly speaking, if it was you, wouldn't you eat it?After absorbing this pen, its strength has increased again, and I want to eat it too. 】

[I originally came to see how humans are eaten, why did I see my own kind eating my own kind? 】

[Sherlock, a dog and a human, don't want to be a salesman, let me tell you. 】

[Mark pen is a waste, useless thing, if I go there, I will definitely teach him how to behave!And you too, is this necessary for a human being? 】

[Using my experience of meeting him in the first few dungeons, I can only give one piece of advice to the rest of my colleagues in the prison: run away! 】

[Haha, it's so dangerous. When I saw him walking towards the mirror just now, I thought he was looking for me. Fortunately, there is no candle here, so I can't be so out of character in the live broadcast. 】

【The one in front of you lost your horse...】

Zheng Yi flipped through the barrage with relish.

He was also watching the barrage before, and visited all the live broadcast rooms of everyone, but at that time, there was generally no popularity, and the barrages were all about "Go to hell", "Your sharp The sound is so sweet", "You broke your throat and no one came to save you", which made him feel very uncomfortable. Now watching the broadcast room, he found the joy of live broadcasting barrage.

He's not doing his job there, and the others are not like him.

As soon as Pu Xishun recovered, she was already asking Lian Susu what happened to her before.

Lian Susu was still in a daze at first, but after being asked several times by the strangers in front of her, she intermittently told everything about her coming in.

Lian Susu has been looking for the exit of the prison ever since she discovered the abnormality on Shui Miao.

However, she never found it. She fell asleep in her room last night exhausted. When she opened her eyes, she found that Shui Miao, who had been cut off with only half of her head, appeared in front of her room. Infinity drew the smiling face on Lian Susu's hand, and then stumbled to the opposite room.

Pu Xishun asked disappointedly: "That's all?"

Even Susu was afraid that they would abandon her. She had already recalled what had happened just now, and her eyes became hot when she looked at the person in front of her. At this time, in this haunted prison, only this pedestrian can give her some warmth.

She grabbed her hair and thought about it painfully. When Pu Xishun felt that she couldn't ask anything and turned around giving up, she yelled loudly: "Yes, and there is one more thing I know!"