I'm an ordinary person

An Lan didn't know how long he was coming, so she said helplessly, "Don't, at least wait until this matter is over, what if you scare others?"

There are a lot of people eating dog food in the barrage, An Lan said: "I don't have that kind of relationship with him."

[I understand, I understand, (dog head)]

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"Then let's hurry up and play games, this is a man with a family~ It's better for the event to end soon." Lulu made a relief from the side.

It's not that she was kind enough to sleep, but when this person appeared, everyone's eyes were on him, which made her want to scratch his face.

"Okay." An Lan's eyes fell on her, making her always have a feeling of being seen through.But looking at it again, it still looks like that.

An Lan walked in first, Jian Ke hesitated to speak, and Lu Lu was a little puzzled when she saw the compassionate gaze.

"Boss, wait for me."

"You son of a bitch." Zhang Hao pouted in a place where he couldn't see the live broadcast, arrogantly.

Time passed quickly, An Lan glanced at the time, 23:49, 11 minutes left, Lulu interacted with the live broadcast room, and took eye drops from time to time, but the focus of the live broadcast room was always very strange, and even she would be caught by a group of Sand sculpture netizens are biased.

An Lan also took advantage of this period of time to close his eyes and rest for a while. An Lan had a dream. After becoming a ghost, he rarely had nightmares. For people like them, their dreams are usually precognitive dreams, or related to previous events.

In the dream, he was a child with bruises all over his body, and countless children whose faces could not be seen threw stones at him.

"Broom star, get out of our village!"

He crouched on the ground, protecting his head with his hands.Look numb.I didn't cry, but it was more worrying than crying.

I seem to have become him too, so I won't be sad because I'm used to it.

"Boss! Are you okay?"

An Lan opened her eyes, there was no wave in the ancient well, Jian Ke couldn't describe the look in her eyes, without any hope.

An Lan saw that it was Jian Ke, she looked away, feeling a little bad, the previous dream was too real, but very vague.

"A broom star?" An Lan laughed softly, "It suits me."

"Boss, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just a sweet dream." An Lan withdrew the leaked yin energy, and glanced at the ghost inside.

The ghost seemed to feel it too, but he didn't know it was him. He looked around and found nothing unusual, and returned to their bodies.

"..." Jian Ke hesitated to speak, his expression didn't look like he was having a sweet dream.

An Lan stretched out her index finger and put it on her lips: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"Boss, just tell us if you have anything. Although I can't solve it, there is still Master."

"Does he pay you a salary?"

Jian Ke shook his head.

An Lan's smile increased: "Did he do you any favors?"

Jian Ke shook his head again.

"Is he your relative?"

Jian Ke shook like a rattle.

"Why do you believe his words so much?" An Lan raised her eyebrows, "Go ask him for your salary in the future."

With a bitter face, Jian Ke exaggerated: "Boss, no, you are the best~"

An Lan calmly asked, "How good is it?"

"... Words cannot describe my praise for you."

"I'll record it, and you and Kui can explain it."

Jian Ke wants to cry but has no tears.

Bullying an honest man swept away An Lan's gloom. For some reason, he missed Kui a little.An Lan took out her phone and put it in her pocket, repeated several times, and finally put it in her pocket without sending anything.

"I lied to you." An Lan curled up her lips.

Walk towards the table.His hands are itchy now and he wants to vent.

Jian Ke's weeping expression was stiff, and finally turned into a smile.

Lulu fixed the phone on a corner, and was able to record the entire process of the game.

"Okay, we are now at the last game, everyone knows the game of Pen Fairy." Lulu lowered her voice, turned off the lights, and stood there with a piercing smile.Like a ghost.

She said to them: "Everyone knows the taboo of the pen fairy game, right?" She stretched out a pale finger, "One, don't ask the pen fairy's cause of death, two," her hand changed into two fingers, "Second , don’t let go halfway, otherwise, something irreversible will happen.”

The pale face and blood-red lips were in stark contrast, with his back to the live broadcast, and a weird smile on his face.

Zhang Hao was the only one who was frightened. Zhang Hao's face was pale, and he was on the verge of falling. He staggered a few steps behind him, with a cold hand on his shoulder.It was He Xuan's mocking face.

"Don't be scared to death, that's too cheap for you." He whispered in his ear.

Others said that tonight's experience was a bit much, isn't it just a joke, how can it be scary.

"Aren't you afraid? I'm—a ghost."

"Oh," An Lan said calmly, "That's really scary."

[Hahaha, the little brother's performance is too cute, you can see that the man on the far right is going to be scared to death. ]

[Hahaha, what the little brother said is so perfunctory, who said that the little brother is afraid of ghosts?If he was afraid of ghosts, I'd eat my phone, but this one is called Lulu, and her acting skills are pretty good. Although I can't see his expression, his voice is really creepy. ]

Lulu's weird smile was stiff and her eyes were bitter, but she still said, "Don't be afraid, I've played this game several times. Look at the people before, aren't they all good?"

An Lan felt that she might have misunderstood Haohao. There was only part of the remnant soul in her body, and the other part had entered the stomach of the ghost.What is the difference between them or being dead?Only live by the most basic reflexes.

A black ballpoint pen was clenched tightly in each hand, and there was a piece of white paper on the table, with two big characters "yes" and "no" written on it, and the paper was crookedly divided into two halves, like a child's prank.

Those two words were written in red pen, like fresh blood.

"Then, let's play..." She swallowed with a strange longing in her eyes.She can't wait to play this game.

right?You're hungry too, right? Eat all the delicious food on them...

"Yes, I'm really hungry..." Another voice in my heart said faintly.

"Boss, do you really want to play?" Jian Ke swallowed and said.

"Of course it has to be fun, I'm a little curious." An Lan said.

Ordinary pen fairies are earth-bound spirits, who die with deep obsession before death. They are both good and evil, and it is generally difficult to be summoned there, unless special people or unlucky ones summon the pen fairy.

But here he didn't see a ghost that started the fire at the beginning, it was clean, except for the yin energy from outside, there was nothing else.

"No, I won't play anymore. I'm going to die, I'm going to die." Zhang Hao hid in a corner with a crazy look on his face.

Lulu parted her hair, walked over, scratched his face lightly with red nail polish, and pressed her lips against his ear: "Do you think you can still leave?"

Her tone was soothing: "Make a wish to Bixian, make a wish and leave here..."

"You are not human, are you? You are all ghosts!"

[This person's acting skills are really good. ]

[It feels a little strange, is it true what he said? ]

[It can't be true, we're all here watching. ]

"What are you talking about? Stop making trouble, let's play a game." He inadvertently met her eyes, and his panic gradually calmed down.

Lulu stood up, and he also stood up.

Lulu showed her face and smiled into the live broadcast room: "I'm scared, but actually this is all acting."

[It’s all said to be acting, but I still feel a little intrusive]

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[I still feel that this person is a bit strange, has he been haunted?Don't be ridiculous, I have been light-headed since I was a child, and my grandma is a witch, and I have experienced some things. ]

He was the last to hold it, and it was terribly cold.

"Pen Xian Bi Xian, you are my past life, I am your present life... Bi Xian Bi Xian..."

They drew circles, they didn't know how many times they read it, and the pen slid crazily...