Chapter 423

I immediately started to prepare. I hung up a neutral pen and put a piece of A4 paper under it. The tip of the pen was just on the paper.

There is no doubt that I intend to use the method of asking for a pen fairy to ask questions!

But different from the ordinary people's game of pen fairy, which is free and exciting, they just pull a passer-by ghost to answer questions, and I will ask a specific ghost.

So I drew a circle around the table with Rooster blood to make sure that the outside things can't come in and the inside things can't go out!

After I finished, I put the disposable paper cup sealed with the ghost of the reasoner on the table, burned three pillars of sandalwood to make it full. Wang Xu watched me do these preparations quickly, and said in surprise, "sister crescent said you are an antique dealer. How can an antique dealer do this?"

"We need all-round talents to do anything these days?" I casually smile, and then open the paper cup, a wisp of wind will drill out, attached to the neutral pen.

I cleared my throat and began to ask questions. First, I tried to ask, "who are you?"

The neutral pen shuashed and wrote the writer's name. Wang Xu was stunned.

I took out the paper and stuffed a piece of A4 paper: "who is the murderer in your inferential novel blood apartment?"

The neutral pen doesn't move. The other side is certainly reluctant to answer this question immediately. I explained to him that he should fill in the hole for him, and said that his thinking is too meticulous. We can't ask him about it until we have a way. I hope he will help us.

Finally, the writer was persuaded to write a few words slowly on the paper: "No. 3 tenant."

"I see!" Wang Xu cried out excitedly, "yes, this is the most reasonable ending, I understand it all!"

"That's it?" I asked.

"All right." Wang Xu's head is like a chicken pecking rice.

My appetite has also been suspended, asked him to send me a novel after the novel, Wang Xu agreed.

Wang Xu said, "boss Zhang, you're so clever. If you have time, please invite Cao Xueqin's ghost from hell and fill in the hole in a dream of Red Mansions."

"Pull it down, you child is so fantastic. Where can I find Cao Xueqin's ghost..." I chuckled.

I'm going to send away the ghost of the writer. Yin Xinyue asks curiously, "brother Zhang, I've never played penxian before. Can I also ask questions?"

"Yes." I nodded.

Yin Xinyue thought and asked, "do you think I'm beautiful?"

After a while, the pen wrote "yes" on the paper.

I have a laugh: "what's the problem? Isn't it a plain fact?"

"That doesn't count. I'll ask another one." Yin crescent thought and asked, "who killed you?"

The newspaper said that the Internet writer committed suicide because of the pressure of life. I think he would definitely write down two words of suicide. However, the pen wrote a name: "Weige!"

Yin Xinyue and I were shocked. I asked quickly, "why does brother Wei want to kill you?"

This time, the pen didn't move. I don't know, so I burned three incense sticks and sent the author's ghost back to the disposable paper cup.

It's unexpected that he asked for the pen fairy once, which led to such a truth. Weige must have sold the pen to these writers separately, killed one person and then collected it, then sold it to the next one. No wonder that he would be chased by the enemy!

This is the most immoral behavior in the Yin circle. If it had been put in my grandfather's time, it would have been cleaned up by Da Neng.

After Yin Xinyue and Wang Xu left, I called some of Weige's acquaintances and inquired about his whereabouts. They all said that Weige hadn't come home for a long time, and his wife took his child back to her mother's home. The shop was closed, so I didn't know where to go.

So, I sent out news in the circle and offered a reward of 100000 yuan to find out the whereabouts of Weige. This time, I went out to cure the scum of the Yin world at any cost!

Another day later, Pockmarked Li called and said that he had found Meng Dongye: "come here quickly, brother Zhangjia. This guy is going to write himself to death. I won't listen to him even if I break my tongue."

"You wait for me." I said.

I drove to the address given to me by Pockmarked Li. I was a stranger in this area. I asked passers-by for a long time before I found out the location of the hostel. Then on the third floor, a room was open, and there was a voice of Pockmarked Li.

I went in to have a look. Meng Dongye squatted on a chair with an infusion support beside him. He was hanging glucose while he was coding, and he still had a cigarette in his mouth, which was smoky. The ashes were burning fast, but his fingers were beating on the keyboard so fast that he couldn't even play them.

I was relieved to see Meng Dongye still alive.

"You are here at last! Look at the goods. I said something about him. I almost started with him. " The distress on Pockmarked Li's face.

"Screenwriter Meng, let's go back." I advised.

"Go away! Don't hinder my enthusiasm for creation. I'm only 200000 words away from finishing my writing. I'll return the pen to you then... " Meng Dong's ambition is absent."To tell you the truth, you can't finish the play."

"Coax me less, you don't disturb me is the biggest support for me!" Meng Dongye shook off my hand.

I can't cry or laugh. Good advice is hard to persuade the damned ghost. I can't reason with this man either. I'll just tie him up.

At this time, I smelled a blood smell. Looking around, the sheets and quilts were very neat. Meng Dongye didn't sleep at all and there was no blood on the ground these two days. I looked up and asked Pockmarked Li, "do you smell blood?"

"Yes?" "I didn't smell anything!" sniffed Pockmarked Li

"Please hand me the ashtray next to me." Meng Dongye said with a cigarette end in his hand.

I didn't think much about it, so I reached out to the ashtray beside me. The ashtray is made of toughened glass. It's thick and clean, but it's sticky when I reach out. It seems that it's stained with something. Again, it's full of blood!

I looked back and saw that both Pockmarked Li and Meng Dongye who had just talked were gone. There was only one person lying on the floor, with a lot of blood on his head.

There was blood all over the ground, and it was covered with my footprints.

And the bloody ashtray in my hand is obviously the murder weapon!

My head buzzing, know that he was framed, quickly put down the ashtray and walk outside, the other end of the corridor but suddenly came up two police shouted: "stop!"

I thought that if I was caught, I could not wash myself when I jumped into the Yellow River, so I started to run, and two policemen were running after me.

I ran out of the hostel, saw my car parked not far away, and walked that way. Suddenly a hand grabbed my collar and pulled me back. I saw Pockmarked Li standing there, and beside me was a road. A truck was roaring past.

If he hadn't dragged me back, I would have been nearly killed!

Looking back, the two policemen who chased me disappeared.

"Little brother Zhangjia, did you run into any evil? You can't cry out. Go straight to the road?" "How are you here?" said Pockmarked Li in panic I asked.

"I'm afraid you don't know the way. I waited for you here, but I didn't wait for half a day." Li Mazi said.

I suddenly understood that the scene in the room, the police and the car were all illusions. I was fooled by a fancy pen, but the blood I felt and the man lying on the ground of the hostel were real. It was Meng Dongye. He was attacked.

"Oh, come back to the hostel!" I cried out.