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Chapter 491 Games

Liu Jun was sleeping and had no idea that a group of ghosts were thinking about how to teach him a lesson.

"Still, sting, sting" the intercom on the table sounded. The ghost baby was startled and then threw the intercom out in anger.

"Hey, I'm Mr. Xiong. Have you all gone to bed and played a game together. The location is on the church below, on the first floor."

The bear took the follower and the young couple anchor down to the first floor together, waiting for the others.

The game was proposed by the young couple Piaopiao and danced. They broadcast the environment of the castle for a while and found that the audience seemed to be not very interested in these things.

That's why I want to play games, find something to talk about, and find something that the audience is interested in.

Except for Liu Jun, they are basically going downstairs, waiting to play games.

There were six or seven candles placed on the church, and I dare not say how useful it was, at least illuminating a place.

The reason why you don’t use electric lights is not because of the electricity problem, but because the atmosphere is wrong. If you play a supernatural game, it’s not exciting to have two electric lights here. It’s better to have two colorful lights and pull a ghost and jump at the dick.

"Brother Liu didn't come." Xiao Xiong glanced around, didn't see Liu Jun, and asked.

"I guess I'm going to sleep to death, don't worry about him." Xiaoyu said angrily. She was still waiting for Liu Jun to help her get rid of the bear. As a result, she pretended to be her biological brother, and she went to bed and did nothing.

"Ah, haha, let's have fun first." The bear pointed to the middle of the church, a table and six chairs.

Participants, Xiao Xiong, mercenary Yu Feng, Piaopiao Siwu, this little couple, Xiao Gao, Xiao Yu.

Xiaoxiong's follower and the supernatural anchor were not involved and watched.

Piaopiao is like dancing and open the live broadcast first before taking the seat.

The screen of the mobile phone suddenly flooded the screen

"The anchor is so mighty, this place dares to broadcast live"

"What's this? Look at the things on the table, pens, and paper. This is a game of ghost hunting."

"It's not only not only, you don't know that the anchor is located in Guigu Castle in Haishi. There was a place where nearly a hundred people died at one time, but later someone went to explore, but they all died."

"The upstairs is correct, I am from Haishi too."

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh" the special effect sound of rockets in the live broadcast room.

All the barrages are urging the anchor to start quickly. The Piaopiao and Wu couple can naturally see the situation in the live broadcast room, showing joy, and another big wave of income.

"Come on, let's start"

A relatively large piece of paper was laid on the table with numbers, letters, etc. and some Chinese characters.

Chinese characters are yes, no, no, male, female. Good, not.

This piece of paper was made by the supernatural anchor Xiao Geng, and he also put a candle on the table.

The function of candles is the same as the principle of putting candles when robbing tombs. The candle flame shakes violently, which means that the ghosts are influx of emotions. If the flames are extinguished, it means that the ghosts are angry or left.

Because there are too many people, each person can only tie a rope on his index finger, tie the other end to the pen, and then whisper in unison, "Bixian, penxian, you are my previous life, I am your present life, if you come, move the bowl."

I just said this three times, a gust of wind blew, and I turned around, and the pen began to move, slowly moving to "Yes".

Strangely, people felt this gust of cold wind, but the candle had no effect, but the original red flame turned blue.

The live broadcast of the mobile phone barrage began to be refreshed again.

"My God, is there really a ghost? The pen has started to move."

"It's true, the candles have changed color."

"There's a no-no. I'm an atheist. This is the trick of the anchor to attract attention."

But no matter what they say, the number of people in the live broadcast room and the gifts are constantly increasing.

The movement of the pen just now was like dancing, and the couple was very nervous and scared, but they were very excited to see so many gifts in the live broadcast room.

Looking at the people around, Xiaoyu was better. Xiao Gao was already nervous, and his hands were shaking with the rope tied.

"Don't shake, don't let go. When the Pen Xian is sent away, whoever lets go first will be in trouble." The bear was nervous and scared when he saw Xiao Gao, so he quickly reminded him.

Xiaoyu stretched out his empty hand and grabbed one of Xiao Gao's hands, indicating that he should not be nervous.

"Don't be nervous, don't let go, start asking questions next, don't forget the taboos I mentioned."

The bear looked around and reminded him again.

The supernatural anchor Xiao Geng, not far away, had already become nervous. He discovered something was wrong. This time, the one who came to be a pen fairy did not seem to be the lonely ghost around him, but a fierce ghost who had killed people.

"Mr. Xiong, let me see it go, something is wrong." Xiao Geng spoke to remind.

"What's wrong? What's the fuss? No coward here." Before the bear could speak, the mercenary Yu Feng couldn't help it. The pen was indeed moved just now. Based on his intuition, there was definitely something to control and stimulate. Someone wanted to stop such an exciting thing. Can he be willing to do it?

"It's okay, Brother Geng, you're not like this, why are you afraid?" Xiao Xiong grinned and didn't take it seriously at all. After all, he has been watching Xiao Geng's live broadcast to catch ghosts for a long time, and he is quite familiar with Xiao Geng's strength. At the same time, he also knows that the Pen Immortal is usually a lonely ghost and has no powerful characters.

His idea was that the evil spirits were not interested in playing this kind of game with them, they just knew some fatal games.

Xiao Geng wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something, but was afraid that he would make Young Master Xiong unhappy. Finally, he endured it and held a glimmer of hope, hoping that this evil ghost had a good temper and did not want their lives.

"Bixian, Bixian, I want to know, can I make a big profit if I invest and develop here this time?" Xiaoxiong asked the first question with an excited look.

The pen started to move, and after turning a few times, it stopped on top of it, meaning that it would make a lot of money.

"Come on, next" Xiao Xiong got a satisfactory answer and asked the next person to ask a question with satisfaction.

"Bixian, Bixian, I want to know when I can get my wife." It was Xiaogao's turn. Xiaogao was a little nervous and didn't dare to say it for a long time. In the end, Mr. Xiong's follower couldn't help asking behind him, but unexpectedly, he didn't participate, and Bixian was willing to answer.

I saw the pen start to move again and draw on the five characters yyqbs.

"What does it mean?" Everyone, look at me, I see you. It's too difficult for anyone to translate it for Bixian.

"Will it be the first letter? Think about it, which sentence fits the meaning?" Mr. Xiong suggested.

"Not yes, I will never marry you." Yu Feng hesitated.

As soon as the words finished, the pen quickly moved to the position of "yes" and drew a circle.

Mr. Xiong's face suddenly turned dead. His biggest dream was to have a car, a house, a wife and a child. Half of it would not be realized after going up.

"Oh, it's okay, brother, help me, come on, Xiaoyu, come on." Mr. Xiong comforted his follower, then skipped Xiaogao and asked Xiaoyu to say first.

"Well, can you tell me where my son of destiny is?" Xiaoyu hesitated for a few seconds.

The pen moved again, drew to the east of the paper, and stopped at the edge of the paper. This direction was exactly the direction of Mr. Xiong, and Mr. Xiong was immediately dancing happily.

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and didn't believe it if she beat her to death. The son of destiny would be Mr. Xiong, so she would be the next one.

The next one is the mercenary Yu Feng. Yu Feng felt that he had been seeking excitement and was wandering around the edge of life and death. Why not ask when he would die?

"Bixian, Bixian, when will I die?" As Yu Feng's words came out, Bi turned around several times and finally followed and drew it.

The supernatural anchor Xiao Geng held the peach wood sword in his hand tightly and was ready to rush forward at any time.

"What does this mean? This is the first letter of which word?" Yu Feng didn't understand what it means. He asked around, but no one could see it, and in the end he had to have another person.

The next one is the man among the little couple Piaopiao and dance, Piaopiao.

Piaopiao glanced at Siwu and suddenly said, "Bixian, Bixian, the person I love, is she dedicated to me?"

The pen slowly moved towards the word "No", and the dance-like heart was raised to the throat, and Piaopiao's face was also nervous.

As a result, the pen turned around and drew a circle on the character "Yes".

It was obvious that it could be felt, and Si Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

"You seem to be very nervous," Piaopiao asked as she looked at her girlfriend.

"I'm not nervous because of you, asking such a strange question. What if Bixian gets it wrong and you don't believe me, what should I do?" Siwu pretended to be angry and said Piaopiao,

Piaopiao fell silent, it was time for his girlfriend Siwu to come and ask the immortal words of Bixian.,,

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