"Shuashuashua..."

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

?

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

Is this normal?

You seem to have a serious illness.

However, Shen Jian didn't care about this and continued to output:

"Have you paid off your car loan?"

"Have you purchased life accident insurance?"

“Have you saved enough for your pension?”

"Have your children signed up for tutoring classes?"

Each torture comes from the soul, hitting the depths of the soul.

Bi Xian was completely confused.

The erected pencil began to shake violently.

To escape from the hands of two people.

The originally weak candle flame was extinguished instantly.

The two of them wanted to cry but had no tears.

It's over, it's over.

This immortal capital is so violent.

Click!

At a certain moment, the pencil held by the two men broke.

Broken into two pieces.

In the darkness, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared.

Dressed in red, with disheveled hair, he stood quietly on the table with a broken pen.

It has no legs and is floating there like a ghost.

"Ahhhhh!"

The two people, who were already frightened, went blank at this moment, and then screamed repeatedly.

"Ghost, ghost."

The two squatted in the corner, too frightened to raise their heads.

That is really the pen fairy, a ghost.

Who is not afraid?

Oh, Master is not afraid.

He stood quietly, admiring the pen fairy.

Hey, the master moved.

He walked towards Bixian.

The programmer swallowed.

He finally plucked up the courage and said, "Master, that's tricky and dangerous."

Shen Jian clicked his tongue and praised: "You are still too young. You don't know how good a pen artist is when you are young, and you mistake a girl for a treasure."

"Come, raise your head and let me see how it looks."

Shen Jian said as he walked.

Master! Please take away your magical powers and stop irritating her, otherwise 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, and they will cry.

Bixian:?

She raised a question mark again.

Who exactly has the problem here?

Why isn't this human afraid of her?

Bi Xian was confused.

Forget it if you're not afraid of her, why can't she control this human being?

No.

Don't come over.

Bixian stepped back and wanted to escape.

However, Shen Jian forcefully pinched his mouth and lifted it up, revealing a pretty face that was overly aggrieved and sad.

The beauty in red is a ghost.

"Excellent image, congratulations on passing the test."

Shen Jian let go of Bixian and showed a smile.

Then she took out an exquisite blood-red dress from her body.

That is also a trick.

Ghost skirt.

It will be randomly worn on a nearby person and revived.

Shen Jian originally planned to give it to Sadako, but Sadako was not suitable for such flashy clothes.

Miss Mary doesn't need a fixed dress either.

After much thought, Shen Jian decided to put it on Bixian.

This will be a combination of two tricks.

Perhaps it should be said that it is completing the puzzle and forming the ghost body.

It must be controlled by one party before it ends.

"Come, take off this one and put on the new clothes I specially prepared for you."

Shen Jian spoke softly.

The blood-stained ghost skirt struggled in his hands, trying to revive.

Bixian:......

Don't come over here.

Programmer:!!!
Chapter completed!