However, this was not entirely beyond my expectations.

I just said, even if a woman like Sun Hanhan looks like a fairy sister, she looks like a shrew when she opens her mouth, how can a man like her with such a personality?

I raised my eyebrows without caring and continued to remind me.

"Everyone also remember that when we invite Dixian, no matter what Dixian answers, don't tell anyone else. Otherwise, the person who practices will be cursed!

Also, after the method is finished, you must remember to send the dice fairy! Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable if the evil spirits are plagued by them!”

After saying these words, everyone fell into silence for a long time.

Suddenly, Han Mengmeng raised her eyebrows, extremely surprised.

"There are so many things to pay attention to when I invite the Dixian! We didn't seem to pay attention to that much last time!"

Liao Kangsheng said beside him.

"So we didn't invite anything last time, but in the end, we also remember to send the Dixian away!"

Han Mengmeng pouted.

"Who said he didn't invite anything? Otherwise, how could Xiaoyu..."

When Han Mengmeng said this, she realized that she had made up her words, and suddenly turned her head and looked at Professor Wei with great embarrassment.

Professor Wei didn't care anything, after all, Xiaoyu had been dead for a whole year! Professor Wei just coughed twice and lowered his throat to everyone.

"Everyone should do as Xiao Bing told me, just be careful! Be sure to pay attention to safety."

After talking about these tricks of asking for the Dixian, we stayed in the dark house for a few more hours until 9 o'clock in the evening, which was the beginning of the hour of Hai, and all of us had sat around the table.

Sun Hanhan took out four red candles prepared in advance and lit them on the four corners of the table.

Another old newspaper was found. There was a plate on the newspaper. The plate was pressed upside down on it. Sun Hanhan took a small handmade knife for dismantling the express delivery and cut his index finger on his right hand, then dripped blood on the plate.

, draw an arrow with blood.

Until then, I began to ask everyone.

"Each of us should place our right index finger on the back of the dish. Then we should report our names and add a respectful word to invite the immortals of the dish to come.

As I said, I called them a sample first.

"I am Bing Yuyang, please invite the fairy dick to come."

Everyone also reported their names one after another. First, Professor Wei.

"I am Wei Jingrun, please invite the fairy dick to come."

Then came.

"I am Sun Hanhan. I respectfully invite the immortal dial to come."

"I am Han Mengmeng, please invite the fairy dick to come."

"I am Fang Huai, please invite the immortal Di to come."

"I am Liao Kangsheng, please invite the fairy dick to come."

After all of us reported our names, the plate we held down with our fingers actually began to move slowly!

At this time, it was raining heavily outside the house, with lightning and thunder. Inside our house, the plates on the table were rotating wildly.

Han Mengmeng was a little scared, and she asked us in a low voice.

"Hey! Don't make fun of it on purpose. Is it your hand that is moving? Or is it that the Dixian really here?"

To be honest, even I was extremely confused.

I have always known that the dick immortals in this world are indeed true! Moreover, those dick immortals were extremely vicious ghosts during their lifetime. Once they were provoked, bad things would definitely happen.

But to be honest, today is indeed the first time I have been living in 24 years. I don’t know why the plates we pressed under us turn so fast.

It seems that this plate is really possessed by a fierce ghost!

Liao Kangsheng's tone was very turbulent next to him.

"Mengmeng, don't talk nonsense! My fingers didn't move!"

Sun Hanhan and Fang Huai also shook their heads. My fingers naturally didn't move. As for Professor Wei, he couldn't wait to start asking questions to Dixian with some madness.

"Xiaoyu, is it you? Xiaoyu!"

Professor Wei just finished asking the question, and the plate we pressed with fingers turned faster and faster. Then he began to slide left and right on the newspaper in a regular manner.

The arrows on the plate kept shuttled through the newspapers, and suddenly, the plate we pressed was suspended unexpectedly.

Is this the answer given by Dixian?

I couldn't help but stared at the instructions in the newspaper. It was a small word in a social news - yes!

"Yes!" Han Mengmeng exclaimed.

"Die Xian said, she is Xiaoyu!"

Professor Wei was even more surprised, "I knew, I knew I would definitely see Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu, it's really you!"

At this moment, Liao Kangsheng couldn't help asking questions.

"Xiaoyu, how did you die? Did you be killed by someone? Or was it killed by a ghost?"

As Liao Kangsheng asked a question, the plate we pressed began to rotate wildly again.

As a result, the plate turned around for a long time, and stopped abruptly.

That word - "Yes!"

It was actually still! The meaning of Di Xian’s answer was that Wei Xiaoyu was killed by someone or was killed by a ghost?

At this moment, Professor Wei finally couldn't control his suppressed mood, and he asked Butterfly Xian again.

"Xiaoyu, I want to see you, can I see you again?"

The plate turned faster and faster under our hands until the plate stopped on a word in the old newspaper—but then quickly slid left and right again, and fell to the second word.

"Can!"

"This means, can Professor Wei really see the ghost of his daughter again?" Sun Hanhan woke up the dreamer with a word.

When a living person sees the ghost of a dead person, although it is a father and daughter, it sounds a bit scary.

Han Mengmeng's shoulders trembled and her face pale. She asked us carefully.

"Dianxian has answered so many questions from us, do we still need to continue asking?"

At this moment, Professor Wei went crazy and asked Dixian again.

"Xiaoyu, how can I see you? Dad really misses you very much. Dad wants to be with you forever!"

The plates rotated desperately, and separated the words after words on the old newspapers in the carton.

"Forever...again...again...again!"

What does this mean? Did Dixian promise to be with Professor Wei forever?

But, being with a ghost forever isn't that...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel nervous.

I shouted loudly.

"Enough! Let's stop asking, send the divine away quickly!"

But at this moment, Professor Wei suddenly seemed to be half crazy. He screamed and roared desperately.

"No, don't send Xiaoyu away! I will always be with Xiaoyu, I will always be with Xiaoyu..."

Professor Wei said, and actually pulled his finger back without authorization.
Chapter completed!