"The bixian, The bixian, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you wish to continue our connection, please draw a circle on the paper."
In the dim room, there was only the light of a single candle.
Two girls held a pen together with their right hands, the tip resting on the paper, as they chanted the incantation to summon The bixian.
After waiting for a while, the pen showed no reaction. One of the girls couldn't help but say,
"Nan Nan, there's no reaction at all. Maybe we should just give up."
The girl was in her early twenties, wearing a loose white short-sleeved shirt with a cartoon cat printed on it.
Her facial features were soft and round, and her petite figure exuded cuteness.
Although she claimed not to believe, the faint uneasiness in her eyes betrayed her.
She believed there was a 99.9% chance that nothing unusual would happen.
But what if that 0.1% probability occurred? Then she would never be able to sleep well again.
"Oh, what are you afraid of? Just wait a little longer."
The girl called Nan Nan immediately saw her companion's timidity.
Her name is Xu Xiaonan, and she was wearing a light green long dress, her well-developed figure subtly revealing the mature charm of a woman.
However, her face was slightly pale under the candlelight.
Having her thoughts exposed by her companion, the girl adamantly denied, "I, I'm not scared! I just think there's no, no way there could be ghosts."
Xu Xiaonan's expression suddenly turned serious, and her tone was a little urgent,
"Hui, Hui Hui, is, is your hand moving?"
On the white paper, the pen tip was gently moving, drawing a rather irregular arc.
The girl's name is Jiang Huihui. At this moment, she was so scared that her face turned pale. She let go of the pen and screamed, backing away,
"I didn't move! It wasn't me, it was..."
"Haha, and you said you weren't scared."
Looking at Jiang Huihui's terrified expression, Xu Xiaonan suddenly laughed.
"Alright, it was me. There's no ghost."
Xu Xiaonan put down the pen in her hand, walked over, and pinched her cute cheek.
"Look how scared our little darling is."
"Get away from me."
Jiang Huihui immediately felt both shy and annoyed.
"You just had to make that kind of joke at this time, didn't you?"
Xu Xiaonan grabbed her shoulders with both hands and said playfully, "You're the one who said you weren't scared."
"I'm never playing these boring games with you again. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."
Jiang Huihui angrily pushed her away, turned on the light, and prepared to go to the bathroom, while Xu Xiaonan sat down on the sofa in the living room.
At this moment, Jiang Huihui seemed to sense something and suddenly turned her head.
"Nan, Nan Nan, do you feel like it's a bit eerie?"
"No, not at all."
Xu Xiaonan was already lying on the sofa, holding her phone, and turned to look at her. "You're scared to shower alone? How about we go together?"
"No, I..."
"Ah—"
Jiang Huihui suddenly let out a scream, pointing at the table they had just been at.
"Look, that, that's..."
Xu Xiaonan smiled as she looked over, "Hmph, with your exaggerated acting, you think you can scare..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she also screamed and stood up, her phone falling to the ground.
Where they had been playing the game, the pen stood upright on the paper.
The pen tip moved gently on the paper, drawing a perfectly standard circle.
There was no difference from a circle drawn with a compass.
The two girls hugged each other in terror.
"Nan Nan, was that you..."
"Of course not, I can't do that either."
"So now, what... what should we do?"
"I don't know either."
...
A faint, ethereal figure looked at the two girls in front of him, a helpless expression on his face.
His name is Lin Yuan, and he appeared here after sensing the two girls' summons.
They were the ones who called him, yet after he arrived, they were so scared.
Indeed, so-called occult enthusiasts are all like Lord Ye who claims to love dragons but is terrified of real ones; not a single one truly wants to see a ghost.
"Nan Nan, what do we do now? Do we need to, to send The bixian away?"
"Mm."
Xu Xiaonan suddenly gathered her courage, rushed forward, and gripped the pen,
"If we don't send The bixian away, there will be big trouble."
Looking at her panicked appearance, Lin Yuan really wanted to tell her that even if they ended it here, there wouldn't be any big trouble.
At most, there would just be a little trouble.
As a ghost, he also had some special qualities, which was his ability to absorb human "wish power."
When humans made a wish to him, as long as he could perceive it, he could respond and grant their wish.
And after their wish was granted, humans had to fulfill their vow.
Humans would lose "luck" in this process, and he would gain "wish power."
Xu Xiaonan wanted to see a ghost through a spiritual game. Lin Yuan, as a ghost, appearing before her was granting her wish.
Since the wish was granted, a vow should be fulfilled.
Xu Xiaonan's "luck" would be converted into wish power and absorbed by Lin Yuan.
Afterward, if her physical constitution was not good, she might fall ill because of it.
But that was all.
The two girls could not see Lin Yuan, nor could they know any of this.
But they felt that since they could truly summon a ghost this way, if they didn't send The bixian away, they might really get entangled with The bixian, just as the internet said.
"The bixian, I was ignorant and should not have disturbed you. Please return. If you have already left, please move the pen off the paper."
Xu Xiaonan nervously watched the pen in her hand, her face deathly pale.
But her courage was already quite significant; Jiang Huihui, on the other side, was trembling with fear.
She covered her eyes with both hands, but in the end, she couldn't resist peeking at the situation, her palms slightly parting to create a gap.
Through the gap between her fingers, she vaguely saw a figure.
It was a blood-soaked, ethereal figure, standing right in front of Xu Xiaonan, gently bending down and grasping the pen on the table.
His body looked as if it had been crushed by a heavy object, half of his body almost flattened, a bloody mess, extremely terrifying.
"Ah—"
Seeing this eerie scene, Jiang Huihui couldn't help but let out a scream.
Her scream also infected Xu Xiaonan.
"Wh-what's wrong, Hui Hui..."
"The ghost, he's right in front of you, he's covered in blood, so scary..."
What Jiang Huihui described was Lin Yuan's appearance before he died.
That day, he was hit by a car; a large truck ran a red light and ran over him, and he died on the spot.
Perhaps it was his strong inner unwillingness and resentment that turned him into a ghost.
After becoming a ghost, due to some serendipitous coincidence, he also gained extremely powerful abilities.
He was almost omnipotent.
But none of these abilities could be used.
Using any ability required energy, and his energy came from people's "wish power."
He had been a ghost for three months, and he had gained almost no wish power.
It was like a mage with invincible skills but no mana, essentially useless.
He could feel that his spiritual body was already showing signs of dissipating.
If he couldn't gain wish power, he might completely disappear in a few months.
But unfortunately, every person who summoned him, out of fear, did not make a request to him.
He could only obtain very little wish power.
This time should be the same. He was mentally prepared for it, so he wasn't too disappointed.
He held the pen and slowly moved it across the paper.
This was Xu Xiaonan's request, and by fulfilling it, he would naturally gain wish power.
It was very little, almost negligible, but at his current state, he wasn't in a position to be picky.
Just as the pen tip was about to leave the circle on the paper, Xu Xiaonan seemed to think of something and suddenly said,
"The bixian, could you please not leave yet?"
Lin Yuan stopped, and the pen also stopped moving.
Jiang Huihui was filled with panic. They were about to send The bixian away, but Xu Xiaonan suddenly pulled this stunt.
She even suspected that Xu Xiaonan might be controlled by a ghost.
"Nan Nan, what are you doing?"
"I have something I want to ask The bixian!"
Xu Xiaonan's expression was very calm; she had emerged from her initial panic.
Although actually seeing a ghost was indeed incredible, The bixian in front of her seemed to bear no ill will.
Now, she wasn't so scared anymore.
Xu Xiaonan pursed her lips, looking at the pen tip stopped on the paper. She knew that The bixian was waiting for her to ask a question.
"The bixian, I want to ask, can I pass this exam?"
