Chapter 59: Pen Immortal Summons Souls
While driving, Pei Anzhu spread the knowledge about Bixian to everyone, and warned everyone not to try to commit suicide easily -
Bixian, named Xian, is actually a ghost. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of soul-calling game.
The ceremony of inviting the pen immortal originally evolved from the Taoist Taoist "Fuqi". It is a variant of an ancient technique and can be regarded as a simplified version of Fuqi.
In ancient times, when people in Taoism encountered problems that could not be solved or evil spirits that they could not deal with, they would use the "Fuji" ritual to ask gods for help.
Now Taoism also has a type of "inviting divine talisman", which can replace the supporting ceremony.
However, the people invited by the orthodox Taoists are all disciples of the founder of the sect or the Sanqing Zhengshen.
Later, this ritual of holding a quill spread to the people. After evolution and simplification, it became a pure spirit-calling game, but it only attracted evil spirits wandering among the people.
Evil ghosts and evil gods have no one to worship and have no faith. They wander between heaven and earth, like trees without roots.
They have nothing to do with humans.
But once they are summoned by humans, they establish cause and effect with humans. Under the restrictions of certain rules, they cannot easily harm humans.
But if the rules are broken, they will seize every opportunity to become bloodthirsty and murderous to strengthen themselves.
The so-called rules are also taboos.
Before inviting Bixian, be sure to consult an information professional and ask clearly all the taboos. During the process, you must "please" and "send" as required. Otherwise, Bixian will be given the opportunity to kill.
Zhou Ying’s classmates do not believe in ghosts and gods, and have no sense of awe.
They regard inviting a pen fairy as a child's play. They rush to start the game without any preparation and let go during the process. This is a big taboo.
If they don't delay, they may all be dead by the time Pei Anzhu arrives.
After listening to Pei Anzhu’s suggestion, Zhou Ying quickly turned to several classmates and said:
“Have you all heard what Qingzhu Immortal said? Hurry up and do as she asks. She is on her way here.”
The third child in the dormitory swallowed nervously and spoke tremblingly:
"Bixian Bixian, I have thought about what question I want to ask you. Please answer me. How can I prove Goldbach's conjecture?"
Zhou Ying pointed the camera at several girls at the right time.
They saw that the pens held by the four girls at the same time began to move slowly under the urging of an unknown force and began to write mathematical formulas.
At the beginning, Bixian wrote very slowly.
Later on, I wrote faster and faster, and even skipped the **** handprint in a very "humane" way, for fear that the written formula could not be clearly seen.
After a while, I wrote more than half a blank page.
The four girls had sore and painful hands, but they did not dare to let go and could only hold on tightly.
The writing on a piece of white paper was quickly finished. Zhou Ying stood aside and handed over the second piece of white paper at the right time, allowing the pen fairy to continue writing.
Pei Anzhu drove the car very fast.
She still figured out the smoothest road for herself and headed all the way towards F University.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also very lively:
—I was in a supernatural live broadcast room, watching a ghost do math problems?
—You really can see all kinds of scenes if you live long enough!
—The anchor is mighty! Bixian can't kill before it answers the question, so ask a question it can't answer, awesome!
—Isn’t Bixian known as omniscient and omnipotent in the legend, knowing everything? Maybe we can really answer Goldbach’s conjecture?
Are you dreaming upstairs? The anchor said that Bixian was transformed from a ghost, and ghosts were also humans when they were alive. You can't prove it when you are a human, but you can prove it when you are a ghost?
—Goldbach’s conjecture is a world-class problem. How funny would it be if it were proved by a ghost?
—But how do you explain that this ghost wrote so many mathematical formulas?
—The only explanation: this ghost was a top student in the mathematics department.
…
There are different opinions in the live broadcast room.
Everyone was chatting to lighten the atmosphere while waiting to see what would happen next.
Bi Xian wrote for half an hour, and filled more than forty pages with formulas and proof processes. The four people seeking death felt that their wrists were about to break, but their nerves were tense and they did not dare to relax at all, for fear of letting go again.
This pine tree can cost you your life.
As a result, Zhou Ying became an emotionless paper hander.
When she handed the forty-ninth piece of paper, the Pen Fairy stopped, as if it could no longer prove it, and began to scribble on the paper.
The messy scratches show its violent mood.
Seeing the scratches getting heavier and heavier, the pen tip scratching the white paper, and it seemed that it was about to explode, Pei Anzhu spoke:
“The person who asked the question just now must affirm its answer and praise its achievements, and then replace the person with the question. Hold on, I’ll be there in more than twenty minutes.”
The third child pursed his lips, suppressed his fear, followed Pei Anzhu's suggestion, said a bunch of flattery, and then handed over the right to ask questions to the fourth child in the dormitory.
The fourth child is the girl who is timid enough to let go first.
Her eyes were red and she whispered:
"What should I...ask it? Ask another mathematical conjecture? But if we let it continue writing like this, our hands will not be able to hold on."
This is also a big trouble.
Once she asks a question, the opportunity to ask four questions is used up.
When their wrist reaches the limit and they can no longer hold the pen, the Pen Fairy will kill them and will never let them go like before.
Everyone looked at Zhou Ying's mobile phone screen in unison, and looked at Pei Anzhu expectantly.
Then Pei Anzhu spoke again:
“Let it write down the complete circumference of pi.”
As we all know, if pi does not cycle infinitely, it will never be finished.
But if Bi Xian is asked to write down the complete circle of pi silently, it will only write from 3.14159 backwards until it can no longer write it out silently.
And pi is a number, which is much simpler than the various formulas conjectured by Goldbach, and is less burdensome on their wrists.
Everything went as Pei Anzhu predicted.
She arrived at the west gate of University F, which was the closest door to Zhou Ying's dormitory, in twenty-two minutes as quickly as possible.
"Which building and dormitory are you in?" Pei Anzhu got out of the car and ran towards the school.
“Building 8, 311.” Zhou Ying answered.
At this time, Bi Xian’s dictation of pi has also come to an end.
It cannot be silent anymore.
When it once again drew horizontal lines back and forth on the white paper, becoming more and more irritable, the temperature in the entire dormitory dropped sharply——
Except for Zhou Ying, everyone else felt a biting coldness.
The next second, a figure hung upside down from mid-air and landed in the middle of the four girls, with its head at eye level with them.
This head turned 360 degrees, and then cracked a weird smile.
“Ah—there’s a ghost—”
She was still the timidest girl. She was startled by the sudden head. She dropped the pen in her hand, took a few steps back quickly, climbed onto the bed, and got under the quilt.
The pen was loosened again.
On the ceiling, the figure hanging upside down was laughing gradually, and it rushed towards the third child closest to him.
(End of this chapter)