So I Am A Demon Descendent!

羡 Li Xianyu saw the dark yellow ceiling and bright incandescent lamps. Based on the color of the wall and the sound of the ears, he speculated that this is the old female dormitory building, and not all the student dormitories are new buildings.

"Zhang Ying, I feel so sorry for you, I almost married into a giant." The girl lying on the bed opposite the mask said.

"If you want me, just die with her. Anyway, if you have children, you have chips." Another voice came from under the bed.

Zhang Ying's voice rang out in Li Xianyu's ear, and she sighed, "Do n’t you consciously give birth to your child? You think I don't want it, but he doesn't agree with the divorce, and his wife's family also does business. How could it be a divorce for the child in my stomach? It would be a big deal to support me. The child wouldn't ask for it, and it would be useless to threaten him. But if I know, he is willing to pay a breakup fee. "

My perspective is strange. Why am I on Zhang Ying's head?

After a moment, Li Xianyu reacted immediately, at this moment he was looking at the world from the perspective of a ghost baby, but why did I see what happened last night.

是 What is this operation?

Ghost Baby Brand Broadcasting Room?

Is it because of its umbilical cord stuck in my mouth?

"Hey, tell me how much he broke up with you?"

This question aroused the interest of the other two girls in the bedroom and followed up.

颖 Zhang Yingdao said: "The total cost of breaking up is 150,000 yuan plus the cost of nutrition and mental loss after the pregnancy.

"Wow!"

With all kinds of exclaims, the girls looked envious: "I made a profit, and next time I have this kind of beauty, you can count me as a good one."

It turned out that girls talked about this topic in private, woman.

Which idiot is paying so much for breaking up? No wonder the marriage market is getting worse.

Do you know how to drive up the B price?

Can you think of your own waist, Li Xianyu comes from sadness, and what does it have to do with me? Think about the hard-earned 200,000-year-old legacy of the dead ghost ... In contrast, it is even more sad.

"Kaizi is so easy to fish, and serves as a cow and a horse in bed." Zhang Ying sighed distressedly: "Also pregnant, my body became worse, my shape was worse, and my **** (river crabs) became darker, so I would marry later It's harder for rich people. "

Li Xianyu said, but Nazi was also bigger.

From the perspective of a ghost baby, he can clearly see the situation in Zhang Ying's loose pajamas.

Zhang Ying rubbed her neck: "The cervical spine has been sore and hurt recently. I always feel something pressing on my neck."

At this time, a girl proposed: "Shall we play with pen fairy? Find it and ask how the future looks."

提议 The proposal was immediately rejected by another girl: "Fuck, you dare to play with this thing?"

颖 The girl opposite Zhang Ying laughed: "What are you afraid of, do you really believe that there are ghosts in the world, even if there are, that's right, find it and ask the future, as long as we follow the rules, pen fairy is not a concern."

羡 Li Xianyu found herself up, to be precise Zhang Ying got up. She was sitting on the bed with an interested tone: "Okay, who do you know the rules?"

After Zhang Ying got up, he could see the overall appearance of the dormitory. The bed sheets and shops of the girls were either cartoon or pink, and there was a slight perfume in the air. But the things on the table were messy and complicated, with cosmetics, computers, and textbooks ..... messy, compulsive disorder saw scalp tingling. There are different colors and styles of underwear hanging on the balcony.

Kettles and chairs are placed randomly. The overall feeling of the dormitory is not dirty but messy.

It turns out that there is not much difference between a female dormitory and a male dormitory.

的 The girl who suggested to play pen fairy said, "I know this, I teach you, but after twelve o'clock, I suggest that we go to the toilet to play secretly."

Zhang Ying said: "Why go to the toilet and play 呗 directly in the bedroom."

"Do you remember the legend of our dormitory building?" Said the girl. "Our dormitory is an old house. At the 2008 session, a girl cut her wrist in the toilet and committed suicide. If you play pen fairy, it is more suitable to go there. And the toilet The lights broke last night. "

The girls were a little scared and a little excited, and finally agreed to play this game.

Tatar is such a complicated animal. The more afraid, the more I like to do it. Fearing and stimulating, he accidentally killed himself.

Li Xianyu's heart moved slightly, wasn't it a pen fairy game, letting the ghost baby go wild and killed Zhang Ying?

They don't know, in fact, there are really grudges in the world, and they are living in the same room with them.

The girl who proposed to play pen fairy is a lover of mystery. I always like the tone of these gods and ghosts. I turned up and down to find a candle. . "

Other girls cursed "perverted" and "ill" arrogantly.

After 12 o'clock in the evening, the four girls sneaked out of the bedroom and headed for the public toilet at the end of the corridor.

"The rules I told you just now, repeat it again," said the girl of the lover of spirits. "Don't ask Bi Xian how to die, don't try to make friends with it, don't ask it to be hungry, these are taboos."

"The last taboo is why." Zhang Ying asked.

"You ask, you are inviting him to eat," the girl deliberately lowered her voice. "It will eat you and your family."

十二 At twelve o'clock in the evening, the girls' dormitory was quiet. The light from the streetlights passed through from the outside, but it was more like a hallway, adding a touch of weirdness and sensation.

Four people entered the toilet, which was opaque and darker than the corridor. After the pupils adapt to the darkness, the outline of the toilet compartment can be seen dimly.

Some compartment doors are closed, and some compartment doors are half-open. This half-open door is very permeable, especially under some psychological hint, it always makes people feel that there is something in the half-open door. , Watching you silently in the dark.

I entered the closed and quiet toilet, and the girls were obviously more nervous than before.

"Click!"

The lingering girl lit a white candle with a lighter. Hehe said, "When you play a pen fairy, the effect will be better. Red and white candles have different effects. White candles are used to guide them. I saw it in the lingering forum Having said that, I don't know if it is true or false. "

羡 Li Xianyu thought about it for a while, I do n’t remember that I need a white candle to play the pen fairy game.

Yes, old iron, innovations that you can understand when playing ghost games, a bit of something.

From the perspective of the ghost baby, Li Xianyu saw the girls squatting down around the candles. Their faces were half hidden in the darkness and half lit by the candle light.

Spread a piece of white paper on the ground, and the four girls hold the pen at the same time and hang on the paper.

The lingering girl whispered, "Bi Xian Bi Xian, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you want to continue with me, please draw a circle on paper."

The crippled girl deliberately pressed her voice back in the quiet toilet.

羡 Li Xianyu has not been able to understand this summoning formula. It is reasonable to say that the pen fairy game is a kind of soul-calling ritual. It calls for the dirty things nearby, but the summoning formula does have past life, present life, and continuation.

Isn't this letting the Wraiths renew your fate?

I have said that Bi Xian is easy to send away, it is estimated that it is a pot of summoning secrets.

Should be changed to: pen fairy pen fairy, you are my Ouba, I am your silly white sweet, if you want to meet me, please draw a circle on paper.

In this case, you have to meet a pen fairy who likes Korean dramas. Maybe you can escape it.

"Read along with you, sincerity is spiritual."

Has no effect for a long time ~ www.readwn.com ~ Spiritual girl is anxious.

God is so sincere and spiritual, you should worship the Buddha.

羡 Li Xianyu spit out in his heart.

After hearing a few girls, they read together.

五 After another five minutes, the girls' arms began to tremble slightly, but it was not the cause of the pen fairy, but the arms were suspended for too long, and the muscles were sour.

Li Bixian didn't seem to come, but I don't know why, Li Xianyu felt that the atmosphere of the toilet was inexplicably dignified, something came out.

Silent midnight, the dark toilet, the girl summoned the penxian's spell over and over again.

The candles burned quietly, the flames were slender, and sometimes swayed, distorting the shadows of the girls.

I persisted for a few more minutes. The pen trembled violently, but there was no circle. The trembling was because of the sour arms of the girls.

"Well, let's say there is no pen fairy at all." A girl loosened her hand first and shook her arm. "I can't hold on."

Others followed suit, a little black dot on the white paper.

Zhang Ying frowned in disappointment: "boring."

They blow out the candles, put away the paper and pen, and leave the toilet together.

Li Xianyu is slightly disappointed, is that all? The ghost baby did not violently kill as he thought. It lay quietly on Ma Ma's neck, and the umbilical cord connected her spine.

她们 When they came to the door of the toilet, they accidentally appeared.

羡 Li Xianyu suddenly blew his hair, and the raised goosebumps were like cold snakes, running from the tail bone to the head.

He directly shared the personal feelings of the ghost baby at the time. What made the ghost baby feel scalp? The question had just arisen, and the ghost baby lying on Zhang Ying's neck looked back, and through its perspective, Li Xianyu saw the half-open compartment, and a woman with a shawl was standing.