The realm of burying the pen [Quick Transmigration]

After Shang Heyan left, Gu Yu took out the cold Malatang takeaway from the freezer.

Either because I just finished lunch, or because the cold mala tang did not emit any attractive aroma, this bowl of mala tang, which was rediscovered after half an hour, had lost its original temptation and attraction to Gu Yu.

The red oil is no longer boiling hot, and the side dishes are no longer delicious.The person who ordered this takeaway lost their appetite for tasting.

"It's freezing, so let's throw it away."

Gu Yu found an excuse to make himself wasteful, and before leaving the kitchen, he threw the takeaway bag into the trash can.

"There is no extra meal, will the housekeeper take care of my dinner?"

Sitting behind the computer desk in his bedroom, Gu Yu thought curiously.

The lunch break of the nearby elementary school has not yet ended, and with the attitude of giving it a try, Gu Yu sent a message to Shang Heyan: "The takeaway is broken, I have nothing to eat."

Shang Heyan always replied quickly during the break, and Gu Yu waited for a reply after a while.

She opened it with great interest, but only saw six simple and neat characters: "Then order another one."

"What's the situation? Did I really annoy her today? Will she not give me food in the future?"

No matter it was windy or rainy before, no matter how shameless and ungrateful Gu Yu behaved, Shang Heyan would bring lunch and dinner at a fixed time, open on weekends, two days more than work.

But Shang Heyan no longer came to deliver meals, it was obviously fulfilled, but Gu Yu didn't feel very happy.

"Could it be... I'm used to the taste of her food?"

After eating the food delivered by Shang Heyan for a month, Gu Yu thought it was possible.

"It would be great if she didn't keep urging me to practice calligraphy... I use the computer too much, and I have forgotten how to write a lot of characters..."

After thinking about this, Gu Yu got up and walked to the bookcase again.

All the books in the bookcase had been read by Gu Yugao before his sophomore year.

The second year of high school is not long or short. The memory of the past has become faint, but it has not been completely forgotten.

In the past, she and Shang Heyan could be called close friends. She still remembers that she had made an appointment with Shang Heyan when she was in junior high school, but she later reneged on her promise.

There is no such thing as love or disapproval between best friends, but she already felt guilty and couldn't accept Shang Heyan's overtures calmly, so she thought of ways to do everything she could.

But if Shang Heyan really doesn't allow her to make trouble anymore and make friends with her, she will definitely be more sad than losing her love - in the past, she insisted on chasing Xie Jingling with all her strength, it's not really that you have to, let alone no one. I really have been with Xie Jingling.

In such a comparison, the best friends who have known each other for nearly 20 years are more precious.

So Gu Yu stood in front of the bookcase, reminiscing about her friendship, opened the bookcase and took out the copybooks that Shang Heyan brought her a month ago.

There are a total of six copybooks, both running script and regular script, and the templates are all from the hands of famous masters, but Gu Yu has received the copybooks for a full month, and it is the first time to take them out.

Fortunately for Gu Yu, although Shang Heyan asked her twice a day, "Will you practice calligraphy today?" and visited her room countless times to search for takeaways, he never asked her to open the bookcase to check the progress of the copybooks.

If Shang Heyan sees these few copybooks that haven't been seen in a month and are still brand new, he will probably be even more annoyed.

Take it all back and forth, but Gu Yu didn't figure it out and wanted to practice calligraphy.

After flipping through it for a few times, she found that she was still not interested, so she put the copybook back to its original position.

"I'm not a primary school student taught by Shang Heyan, why do I have to be obedient and practice calligraphy? Let's concentrate on playing games."

Gu Yu put aside distracting thoughts, sat back at the computer desk, picked up the controller and plunged into the game world.

Shang Heyan really did not bring dinner that night.

Because no one told him to stop, Gu Yu was finally free to be a salted fish for half a day, playing until eleven o'clock in the evening.

Gu Yu's diet was unhealthy, but she had a regular schedule. As soon as the alarm clock sounded at eleven o'clock in the evening, she quit the game, washed up and went to bed.

"Speaking of which, I haven't been to the butler-in-law's house for several years. Tomorrow is the weekend, should I come to the house to apologize?"

As soon as his thoughts were free, Gu Yu thought of Shang Heyan again.

Shang Heyan now lives alone in Villa No. 10, Area C, Xiantingju, about [-] minutes away from Gu Yu's house.

Gu Yu used to be afraid that Shang Heyan would live alone and be lonely, so when he came home from school, he either ran to Shang Heyan's house to stay overnight, or forced Shang Heyan to stay at their house directly.

But since the second division of high school, she has become more and more estranged from Shang Heyan, and the normal interaction is still there, but there is no longer a situation of lodging or staying overnight.So counting, she hasn't been to Shang Heyan's house for nearly eight years.

"That's it."

After making up his mind, Gu Yu closed his eyes.

Gu Yu had a sweet dream.

In the dream, her relationship with Shang Heyan was back to normal, and she no longer felt sorry for Shang Heyan, and she couldn't get along normally.

They talked freely about the interesting or wonderful things they encountered in college and work in the past few years, as if they wanted to make up for all the seven or eight years of missing communication.

However, she hadn't been happy for too long, but suddenly, strange childish voices continued to be heard in her ears.

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

"Gu Yu, wake up!"

It felt terrible to be woken up in the middle of a deep sleep, but fortunately, Gu Yu didn't wake up, but his mind was still not clear.After looking around, she woke up completely.

"Who is talking?! Where is this?!" Gu Yu shouted in horror.

She is not in her bedroom.

There was no one around, and it was pitch black.

The black sky, the black ground, and the broken black writing brush all over the ground, if accompanied by a gloomy background music, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a horror movie.

But to Gu Yu who is here, this is already a horror movie.

She was awakened by the voice of a strange girl, but when she opened her eyes, there was no one there; she was sleeping soundly in her own home, but woke up in a strange and weird place where she could not see the boundary, so how could she not panic.

"I'm right next to you and you can't even see me, are you blind or blind?"

A child's voice with an obvious mocking tone came from Gu Yu's lower left.

Gu Yu heard the sound and looked down, but jumped up in fright: "What kind of monster are you?!"

What she saw was a jet-black writing brush hanging in the air.

The tip of the pen is black, the barrel is black, and even the end of the pen and the lanyard are also black. Only the relief on the barrel is dazzling gold—but it is carved with countless hideous and terrifying skulls.

The hanging brush seemed to be very dissatisfied with Gu Yu's address, so it flew over and swiped Gu Yu's face twice with the tip of the brush: "Who are you calling a monster? My name is Xiao Bui!"

The nib of the brush is soft in texture, and this hanging brush made of unknown material is no exception.

After being swiped twice by the soft and harmless pen, Gu Yu calmed down instead.

——What can a brush do to her?Even if it can fly and talk, it is just a brush.

So she suddenly reached out and grabbed the uneven skull pen holder of the hanging brush, threatening:

"No human figure can talk, so what is it if it's not a monster? What kind of place is this? Let me go back quickly! Otherwise... you will end up like this broken writing brush all over the floor!"

"Don't call me by my name, but dare to catch me and threaten me! If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a hellokitty?"

Gu Yu could only feel the pen holder in her hand shrinking suddenly, and the next second, the dangling brush flew in front of her eyes again.

"Also... you are not a monster!"

Gu Yu pretended to be calm, but unconsciously took two steps back.

"Then I'll let you see what this 'monster' is capable of!"

As soon as the hanging brush finished speaking, it flew to a place ten meters away from Gu Yu.Gu Yu just wanted to run to catch up, but found a huge object falling rapidly from his head.

"What the hell is this!?"

Gu Yu, who was crushed to the ground by the falling giant, was frightened again, because the giant that held her down turned out to be a super-sized copybook—a regular script among the six copybooks that Shang Heyan gave her. The copybooks are exactly the same!

"I see! I must be dreaming! Just wake up!"

Gu Yu closed his eyes in deception, but an annoying girl's voice came from next to his ear: "If you don't open your eyes again, I will let this copybook keep pressing you down."

The copybook is not a stone. Although it didn't kill Gu Yu, the huge size, which was bigger than the quilt, still crushed her enough.

——If she was an 'airport', she wouldn't be afraid of this broken pen!

The enemy is strong and we are weak, Gu Yu opened his eyes helplessly, and asked meekly: "My little friend, can you tell my sister who you are... Holy? Where am I, and why am I here?"

"If you could behave like this from the beginning, you wouldn't have to suffer the crime of being 'overwhelmed by copybooks'." The hanging brush that claimed to be Xiaobu tapped on the giant copybook with the end of the pen, and the copybook disappeared immediately, "Sit down, let me tell you You speak slowly."

Gu Yu got up from a pile of broken pens, and while rubbing his chest that was hurt by the broken pens, he muttered in a low voice: "How can I sit on the ground with pens all over the floor?" She is still in a panic now!

"If you think it's annoying, just say it!"

The regular script copybook was transformed by Xiao Bu just now, and it appeared at Gu Yu's feet.

"Let me tell you first, on this site, I can read your inner monologue. I advise you not to play any useless tricks, and you will be the one who suffers in the end! I just scolded me as a 'broken pen', and I haven't even found it yet." You settle the score!"

After all, Gu Yu is a person who has been tempered by society and understands the principles of being able to stretch and bend.

She crossed her legs and sat obediently on the copybook: "I understand, please explain."

Xiao Bu shook the pen twice in satisfaction, and then flew right in front of Gu Yu's line of sight:

"The place where you are now is called the Land of Buried Pens. As you can see, there are buried broken pens all around. It is very easy to leave here, as long as you complete the four tasks I gave you in a specific way, I will Let you go back to the original world. But if you can't finish it... this place will become your burial ground."

Gu Yu, who played the role of a 'good student', asked at the right time: "In what specific way?"

"Hmph! Look at my perfect shape and your comfortable cushion!" Xiao Bu flipped in the air excitedly, "Do you understand? If you want to complete the task, you must hold the paper and pen tightly! In other words In other words, you have to practice writing and writing!"

—Are you sure she's not in a dream?Why are you so keen on letting her practice calligraphy?

Gu Yu heard black lines, and spit out his feelings at the moment: "May I ask if you are Shang Heyan's interracial relative?"