I heard there's a ghost here

  "It's finally quiet," Lin Anran took out her phone and looked at it, saying urgently: "Meng Qi, there are only ten minutes left until midnight. I'm getting impatient, I really want to try it out soon."

  "Don't worry, I've already started writing." It was unknown when Li Menggui had begun to write on the red paper, and she had written several kinds, each arrow pointing to a different way of death.

  She slightly raised an eyebrow, gritted her teeth and said: "An Ran, what other good ways to die do you have? Say them all out, I'll write them down and let Cai Fei die a few more times!"

  "Let me think," Lin Anran carefully looked at the several ways of death written by Li Mengqi on the red paper, and couldn't help but recite: "Die in a car accident? Drown while swimming in an artificial lake? Jump off a building to death? Get hit to death by something thrown from the balcony?"

  "Was she gang-raped to death?" As he read this, Lin Anran swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but admire how poisonous Lei Mengqi's heart was. It seemed that the person who actually hated Cai Fei most was her!

  "Die from walking into a wall? Drown in saliva? Get scolded to death by the teacher? Die while sleeping? Choke on water? Choke on food?" Lin Anran couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw this, "Meng Hui, you're really talented, who knew there were so many bizarre ways to die!"

  Li Mengui suddenly stopped writing and said, "Hey, Lin Anran, don't just watch, think of something too. Are there any other ways to kill her?"

  "You've already written enough on this, don't you think that's enough?" Lin Anran put away the smile on her face and looked at Li Mengqi in surprise, feeling that she was a bit terrifying now, with a heartless terror.

  Li Mengqi rolled her eyes, looking unimpressed. "You've only written eleven so far, how can you say that's enough? You have to make it twelve, or else how can you live up to the sacred moment of midnight?"

  "Let me think again," Lin Anran furrowed her brow slightly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck her, she blurted out: "Hanged to death!"

  "Hanged to death? Not bad, not bad! How come I didn't think of that?! I heard the tongue of someone who's hanged will stick out really long, so her chattering mouth can finally be shut." Li Mengqi said matter-of-factly, as if she had already seen Cai Feiying hang herself in front of her.

  "Meng Qi, can we start now?" Looking at the various ways of death written on the red paper, Lin An Ran was still eager to try and play this modified pen spirit game as soon as possible.

  "Okay, let me explain the rules for later," said Li Mengqi, clearing her throat intentionally. She pointed at the twelve arrows around the dead words on the red paper and said seriously: "Later, after we summon the pen fairy, we'll let the pen fairy help us make a choice. The position of the pen will be closest to which method of death, and that's how she'll die!"

  "Alright! Let's get started then."

  Li Mengui and Lin Anran's hands were crossed, holding the same pen with their fingers intertwined, their wrists suspended in mid-air without any support.

  They put the dot in the center of the carbon pen on the red paper above the word "death" above the three words "Cai Fei Yi".

  Li Mengqi and Lin Anran both closed their eyes, simultaneously muttering: "Pen fairy, pen fairy, in the past life, I invite the past life to come, having arrived, draw a circle, and continue our fate."

  The game has begun, and it's just midnight at 12 o'clock. The night is so quiet that it's terrifying, without a single sound.

  After finishing the incantation to invite the pen fairy, Li Mengqi and Lin Anran slightly opened their eyes, holding their breath, staring intently at the carbon pen in their hands, waiting for the arrival of the pen fairy.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, it was just a moment's work, no more than five seconds, and the black carbon pen in his hand seemed to move quietly on its own, completely beyond his control.

  The pen tip lightly slid across the red paper, and soon a irregular circle was drawn on it. Strangely, this circle just happened to encircle the word "death".

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