Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Imperial City No. 2 Middle School.

Nearly an hour has passed since school ended. The students on duty in Class 12 of Senior High School finished cleaning and went home early. Only four boys were left in the empty classroom.

"Brother Peng, do we really want to play Bixian?" Shao Zhijie asked in a low voice.

Before Zheng Jiapeng could speak, Xue Rui choked him: "Are you scared? Just quit if you are scared!"

"Okay, okay, why are you so loud?" Jin Boxuan, who was sleeping on the table, said lazily, "It's just a small game, Zhijie, please relax."

"Bo Xuan is right, we are just practicing courage. If you can accompany me, you treat me as a brother. When it is over later, let's go to the KTV to have fun together. I'll treat you!" Zheng Jiapeng said cheerfully.

"That's right, how about we go eat something delicious after singing the song?" Xue Rui said with a wink.

"No problem, it's okay. I'll treat everyone to Japanese food." Zheng Jiapeng agreed immediately.

"Well, then..." Shao Zhijie lowered his head and said.

"Xue Rui, please bring a piece of white paper, not draft paper, but A4 paper. Boxuan, have you brought your coins? Zhijie, write yes and no at the top, separate them a little apart, and write 0 to at the bottom first The number 9, and the 26 letters." Zheng Jiapeng ordered methodically.

He is handsome, has a well-off family, and is enthusiastic and cheerful. He is the eldest brother in a small group of four. Girls usually surround him, and he plays basketball very well, so boys are willing to be brothers with him.

If there is any shortcoming, it can only be said that Zheng Jiapeng's grades are not good enough. His parents spent hundreds of thousands to get him into Imperial No. 2 Middle School.

Everything was ready. Following Zheng Jiapeng's instructions, the four of them stretched out their right index fingers and pressed them against the coins.

Shao Zhijie asked weakly: "Brother Peng, don't all pen immortals use pens? How can we use coins?"

"You're the only one who talks a lot, so just use whatever Brother Peng says!" Xue Rui retorted.

"Zhijie, you don't understand. The orthodox pen immortals all use coins. It's better to use coins." Zheng Jiapeng explained, "Do you have any jade articles, amulets or anything on you? Take them off first, so as not to offend the pen immortals." grown ups."

The three people kept shaking their heads. They were all children from ordinary families and were not so particular.

Zheng Jiapeng took off the Jade Guanyin he was wearing, put it aside, and said, "Then let's get started. Do you still remember the spell?"

"Brother Peng, can I go to the toilet first...I'm nervous..." Shao Zhijie said again.

"Damn it, why didn't you go up earlier!" Xue Rui was furious and grabbed Shao Zhijie's collar.

"Forget it, Brother Rui, if you don't let him go, what if he gets so scared that he wets his pants later?" Jin Boxuan stopped him quickly.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Zheng Jiapeng was interrupted twice and was not in a good mood, but in order to maintain his image, he still held back his anger.

When Shao Zhijie came back, several people held their breath and solemnly recited the spell to summon the pen fairy.

"Bi Xian, Pen Xian, you are my past life, and I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

After the four people finished reading, the coin didn't move at all. Xue Rui was a little discouraged. He didn't believe in these gods and ghosts to begin with, but Zheng Jiapeng wanted to play, could he say no?

"Do it again, you must be sincere, otherwise not only will you not be able to invite the Bixian, but you may also invite lonely ghosts. Let's recite the incantation together and stop when the Bixian arrives!" Zheng Jiapeng warned.

"I understand, Brother Peng." Shao Zhijie responded.

"Bixian, Bixian, you are my past life, and I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper..."

After three spells, the coin actually trembled and drew circles on the paper!

Shao Zhijie felt as if his whole body had been electrocuted, numbing and numbing.

He was timid and wanted to secretly remove his finger, but unexpectedly, the coin seemed to have a huge suction force, sucking his finger tightly.

The other people looked at each other, not daring to breathe. Zheng Jiapeng said: "Xue Rui, you can ask a question, anything is fine."

"Me?" Xue Rui scratched his head with his left hand and said, "Okay... Sir Bixian, are you a boy or girl?"

Jin Boxuan glared at him. They had agreed before that they could not ask Bixian any personal questions, lest Bixian would be angry.

The coin shook slightly and moved to the word "yes".

"Yes? What is it? It didn't say whether it was a boy or a girl..." Xue Rui complained in a low voice that the magic spell didn't work at all. Zheng Jiapeng must have used it secretly to scare them.

"Okay, next, ask Boxuan!" Zheng Jiapeng instructed.

"Master Bixian, how many points can I get in this monthly exam?" Jin Boxuan asked casually.

The coin moved downwards, came to the number "0", moved slightly to the right, and returned to "0" again. After repeating it twice, it turned out to be four "0"s!

"Hahahahahaha... No, Jin Boxuan, are you planning to give up on the monthly exam?" Xue Rui burst out with a burst of laughter. Although they all have poor grades, they can still have a score in the nine courses combined. One or two hundred points, Jin Boxuan actually wants to get zero!

"Brother Peng, you come first, I'll ask last." Shao Zhijie said first.

"No, I'm the last one, you come first." Zheng Jiapeng shook his head.

Shao Zhijie thought hard for a long time before he asked the question: "Well, Lord Bixian, no... Lord Bixian, can I find a girlfriend?"

The coin moved to "No".

Xue Rui and Jin Boxuan laughed together. Shao Zhijie was going to be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

Finally, it was Zheng Jiapeng's turn. He seemed a little nervous and asked something in a low voice that no one could hear clearly. But when he finished asking, the coins suddenly started shaking uncontrollably!