"Thank you...thank you, senior..."

Cao Xinlong hurriedly took it, thanked Leng Yan quickly, and left Leng Yan with the pencil. He and Gu Tengfei finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

But soon Cao Xinlong thought of another thing: "It's over. Without the help of the ashes pencil, what will happen to the next exam?"

"Come on! If you don't do well in the exam, you'll have to retake it at worst. If it doesn't work, you can still take it again!" Gu Tengfei couldn't help but roll his eyes at Cao Xinlong, "Do you think life or grades are more important?"

The answer is undoubtedly that life is important.

But why did Cao Xinlong feel that the evil spirit hiding in the pen would not let them go so easily?

※※※

Late at night, the cold wind blew.

Leng Yan returned to the apartment with Cao Xinlong's ashes pencil. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xia Qianshuang stood up, frowned and walked to him, and asked in confusion: "What did you bring home?"

"Ashes Pencil."

"Is it the kind of pencil that can help people take exams?" Xia Qianshuang asked curiously, and then she realized that Leng Yan actually had a pencil in his hand. He quickly took it and took a look, exclaiming, "There are really many wonders in the world. I have only heard about it before.

However, I didn’t expect that such a pencil actually existed. If Xinyou knew the function of the ashes pencil, I don’t know how hopeful she would be..."

It’s true that those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are dark. It’s not that Jiang Xinyou is bad, it’s just that after Qian Shuang has been with her for a long time, sometimes her thoughts will inevitably become a little strange. If she had seen the ashes pencil in the past, she would have asked about it first

Have you ever harmed anyone? I didn’t expect that now...

"There is an evil spirit trapped here, and it has been following a boy named Cao Xinlong. I got it from him. There is also an ashes pencil in their dormitory, but the pencil lives in a good spirit.

, a rare kind spirit."

"Really? What about this one?"

"The resentment is very deep, can't you feel it?"

Xia Qianshuang shook her head: "I can feel it, but there is no bloody smell on this pen because it has not harmed anyone."

"Yes, it's just not available for the time being, maybe in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pencil began to move rapidly in Xia Qian's hands, but Li Bin didn't know that his current owner was not a mortal like Cao Xinlong, but two gods with super powerful magic. Hearing the conversation between the two

Later, just as he was about to do evil, Qian Shuang pinched him firmly in his hand: "You are right, he is really an evil spirit that can harm people."

After saying that, Xia Qianshuang recited the spell to suppress the resentment surrounding the evil spirits. She took out a piece of white paper from the bookcase, put it under the tip of the pen, and said coldly: "No need to resist in vain and harm others."

Tell me your purpose!"

The tip of the pen twisted crazily on the paper, quickly drawing several diagonal lines with such force that the paper was completely scratched, but not a single word was written.

Leng Yan suddenly regretted getting the pencil back so early. He should ask Cao Xinlong and the others about the origin of this pencil.

Thinking of this, Leng Yan immediately walked to his desk, turned on his computer, entered the campus system, searched for Cao Xinlong's registration record, called up his mobile phone number, and dialed. The call was quickly connected, and Cao Xinlong was stunned.

Asked: "Who is it?"

"Leng Yan. I want to ask you, how did you get this ashes pencil?"

"Oh, it was made by Gu Tengfei himself. He said he took the finger bones of an old man named Zhou, but the pencil told us that his name was Li Bin. He was from Ping'an County, Jiangling District, and he was a trader. Someone killed him.

." (9 updates.) "Thank you...thank you, senior..."

Cao Xinlong hurriedly took it, thanked Leng Yan quickly, and left Leng Yan with the pencil. He and Gu Tengfei finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

But soon Cao Xinlong thought of another thing: "It's over. Without the help of the ashes pencil, what will happen to the next exam?"

"Come on! If you don't do well in the exam, you'll have to retake it at worst. If it doesn't work, you can still take it again!" Gu Tengfei couldn't help but roll his eyes at Cao Xinlong, "Do you think life or grades are more important?"

The answer is undoubtedly that life is important.

But why did Cao Xinlong feel that the evil spirit hiding in the pen would not let them go so easily?

※※※

Late at night, the cold wind blew.

Leng Yan returned to the apartment with Cao Xinlong's ashes pencil. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xia Qianshuang stood up, frowned and walked to him, and asked in confusion: "What did you bring home?"

"Ashes Pencil."

"Is it the kind of pencil that can help people take exams?" Xia Qianshuang asked curiously, and then she realized that Leng Yan actually had a pencil in his hand. He quickly took it and took a look, exclaiming, "There are really many wonders in the world. I have only heard about it before.

However, I didn’t expect that such a pencil actually existed. If Xinyou knew the function of the ashes pencil, I don’t know how hopeful she would be..."

It’s true that those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are dark. It’s not that Jiang Xinyou is bad, it’s just that after Qian Shuang has been with her for a long time, sometimes her thoughts will inevitably become a little strange. If she had seen the ashes pencil in the past, she would have asked about it first

Have you ever harmed anyone? I didn’t expect that now...

"There is an evil spirit trapped here, and it has been following a boy named Cao Xinlong. I got it from him. There is also an ashes pencil in their dormitory, but the pencil lives in a good spirit.

, a rare kind spirit."

"Really? What about this one?"

"The resentment is very deep, can't you feel it?"

Xia Qianshuang shook her head: "I can feel it, but there is no bloody smell on this pen because it has not harmed anyone."

"Yes, it's just not available for the time being, maybe in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pencil began to move rapidly in Xia Qian's hands, but Li Bin didn't know that his current owner was not a mortal like Cao Xinlong, but two gods with super powerful magic. Hearing the conversation between the two

Later, just as he was about to do evil, Qian Shuang pinched him firmly in his hand: "You are right, he is really an evil spirit that can harm people."

After saying that, Xia Qianshuang recited the spell to suppress the resentment surrounding the evil spirits. She took out a piece of white paper from the bookcase, put it under the tip of the pen, and said coldly: "No need to resist in vain and harm others."

Tell me your purpose!"

The tip of the pen twisted crazily on the paper, quickly drawing several diagonal lines with such force that the paper was completely scratched, but not a single word was written.

Leng Yan suddenly regretted getting the pencil back so early. He should ask Cao Xinlong and the others about the origin of this pencil.

Thinking of this, Leng Yan immediately walked to his desk, turned on his computer, entered the campus system, searched for Cao Xinlong's registration record, called up his mobile phone number, and dialed. The call was quickly connected, and Cao Xinlong was stunned.

Asked: "Who is it?"

"Leng Yan. I want to ask you, how did you get this ashes pencil?"

"Oh, it was made by Gu Tengfei himself. He said he took the finger bones of an old man named Zhou, but the pencil told us that his name was Li Bin. He was from Ping'an County, Jiangling District, and he was a trader. Someone killed him.
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