My old gong is a ghost?

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Tong Xiaosong held the knife tremblingly, tears flowed from his eyes, and shouted helplessly and decisively: "That's my sister's money for selling potatoes! You, you...I, I won't let you touch it even if I die! "

As he spoke, Tong Xiaosong breathed excitedly, clenched his teeth, and clenched the knife in his hand even tighter.

Seeing this, Zhu Fan covered his hands and sneered: "No, I didn't want to steal your money, so I told you to give it back, isn't this... isn't this a joke!"

As he said that, he hurriedly took out ten yuan from his pocket: "Look, here it is for you now, put down the knife and buy it, we really need these two candles, can you help me?"

Tong Xiaosong still clenched his teeth, staring at the three of them, not daring to relax.

Zhao Shanyi pulled out a stiff smile, and said with some guilt: "If it's a big deal, use a knife. Let me tell you, if you use a knife, you will be expelled from school. You can say that we bullied you. At worst, you will be expelled from school together. Who are you afraid of? If we are expelled, we will find another school. What about you? Your family is so poor that your family will not worry about death after dropping out? Do you have the money to go to a new school?"

These words undoubtedly hit Tong Xiaosong's weakness, and his hand holding the knife slowly slipped down.

Cui Jian was bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, seeing this, he did not dare to bully Tong Xiaosong again, so he grabbed the knife boldly and put the money into Tong Xiaosong's hand: "Go buy candles! See you at the gate of the old school building in a while!"

After speaking, the three hurried away.

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Tong Xiaosong knelt and sat on the ground weakly, gasping for breath like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

After a while, he picked up the ten yuan from the ground and walked out of the dormitory slowly.

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Holding the white candle bought from the supermarket in both hands, Tong Xiaosong walked towards the remote and deserted old school building.

The door of the old school building.

Zhu Fan said with lingering fear: "He dared to use a knife. He really underestimated him. He almost scared me to death. Fortunately, he dodged quickly."

Zhao Shanyi said angrily: "Cui Jian, he will come here in a while, give him a good beating, otherwise I really can't get out of this, he dares to resist that coward! Think we are easy to provoke!?"

"Okay!" Cui Jian remembered Tong Xiaosong's deadly appearance and did not dare to confront him head-on: "In the future, don't steal his money, and don't put dangerous things in the dormitory. If you want to teach him a lesson, don't beat him. Come here, and I'll tell you..."

The three of them had just finished discussing when they saw Tong Xiaosong walking over in a thin suit.

Zhu Fan laughed: "You are finally here, go! Go up and play with us, and we will go back to the dormitory together later."

Tong Xiaosong passed the candle over, still hanging his head: "...No, no, I'm sleepy."

Zhu Fan's smile faded away: "Don't toast, don't eat fine wine, why don't you fucking want to play with you?" He raised his hand, revealing the red line on his hand that was almost healed: "My hand But there are still injuries, if you tell the school leaders that you have dangerous and criminal tendencies, I don’t know if you will drop out of school, huh.”

Tong Xiaosong looked at the soil on the ground and heard his own voice saying, "I'll go with you..."

These people always have various ways to threaten him.

Because he is full of weaknesses, and they are so strong that they can do whatever they want without fear.

Zhu Fan pried open the gate of the old school building, and a group of four walked in.

The empty old school building glowed with a faint light, echoing the sound of hollow footsteps, because it had been abandoned, there were signs of dilapidation everywhere.

Zhu Fan held up his mobile phone and walked forward along the corridor: "I heard that Class [-] of the third year seems to be the most negative, because the third year of high school is under a lot of pressure, there are many suicides, and the homophonic death of Class [-]... Eh? This seems to be the case."

A few people opened the door and went in. Many other inexplicable things remained in this classroom, and there was an unknown formation drawn with red paint on the floor.

At first glance, it looks gloomy and terrifying.

Zhu Fan laughed: "Oh, there is such an atmosphere!"

Cui Jian looked around in the classroom, and swept a table casually: "Just use this one, it's right in the middle."

Everyone gathered around the table, Zhao Shanyi put things on it, and then wrote on them with a pen.

Zhu Fan said to Tong Xiaosong: "Let me tell you the rules, have you heard of Bixian?"

Tong Xiaosong only has study in mind, and he doesn't have the luxury of time to get in touch with things other than books.

He shook his head slowly: "No..."

"I know you haven't played before." Zhu Fan laughed and said, "Then listen to the rules carefully, and don't break the rules for a while."

The candles had already been lit, and they turned off the light of their mobile phones and put them in their pockets. The four of them stood by the table, and there was a piece of paper with many words on it.

Zhu Fan lowered his voice to intentionally exaggerate the horror atmosphere: "Ben Fairy is a game of summoning spirits. It is said that there are some evil things that are usually around us, but we can't see or touch them. In this game, we can communicate with them through a pen." , they can answer many things we don't know, and they are even said to predict."

"The most important thing is!" Zhu Fan slapped the table suddenly, startling the other two, but Tong Xiaosong was used to these people frightening him, so he didn't feel anything.

Zhu Fanxie smiled: "Let's hold this pen together in a while, and sincerely call out 'Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, please come out', if the Pen Fairy comes, the pen will automatically move, and then you can ask questions , But! If you don’t want to play anymore, remember to say “Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, please go back” until the pen returns to its original position and no longer moves, then we can let go, otherwise, whoever let go first will turn into a pen fairy Li Gui, haunting that person forever and ever."

The three of them laughed strangely, but Tong Xiaosong didn't have any troubles in his heart. Isn't it easy to want a pen fairy to come.

As long as these three people use their wrists hard, and then refuse to admit it.

Seeing that Tong Xiaosong didn't react at all, Zhu Fan scolded in disappointment: "Fuck, can you give me a word! Do you understand?"

As he spoke, Zhu Fan slapped Tong Xiaosong on the head hard.

Because of malnutrition, Tong Xiaosong's body was weak, he was beaten for a while, and he nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand."

Zhu Fan glared at Tong Xiaosong, thought of the plan for a while, snorted, and thought: You will feel better in a while.

The four read in a low voice, and the murmured voice echoed in the classroom.

There is no wind in the classroom, but the faint candlelight on the white candle is shaking, bright and dark, reflecting the shadow on the wall with teeth and claws, as if it came to life.

Suddenly, the candle flame flickered violently.

The next moment, the pen moved.

"Wow!" Zhu Fan laughed and looked at Zhao Shanyi and Cui Jian with meaningful eyes.

Tong Xiaosong didn't respond, it was all within his expectations, he didn't move, it was the other three who moved, I don't know who it was, or did the three move together?