Chapter 60: Does the Pen Fairy really exist?

As soon as she finished speaking, several guests showed clearly different reactions.

High Ponytail Girl’s pupils contracted slightly, her face growing even paler, a mixture of fear and caution evident in her expression.

Meanwhile, Crew Cut Guy and Green Hair both wore looks of disbelief.

But even though neither of them believed in ghosts, the way they expressed their skepticism was quite different.

Crew Cut Guy was the type who firmly believed in materialism, showing only a slight frown and a puzzled look, as if he couldn’t understand why there would be such an Easter egg.

Green Hair, on the other hand, maintained his usual disdainful expression, even letting out a snort.

Su Yan felt that his entire demeanor was screaming one phrase—an angst-ridden teen fearless of anything!

Su Yan smiled lightly, paying no mind to the others’ attitudes.

Their reactions were simply the result of over a decade of education.

But obviously, everyone knew about the Bi Xian game, which saved her a little trouble.

Bi Xian, a popular spirit-summoning game, is generally understood by anyone who’s seen horror movies.

Still, to make sure the viewers from Nick Star fully understood, Su Yan carefully introduced the game.

“As for the Bi Xian game, let me first explain the background.”

She deliberately lowered her voice, while the production crew dimmed the lights.

“Bi Xian is a powerful ghost on Earth, born from intense grudges after death. People can summon her using a ritual to ask questions.

“But if any part of the ritual goes wrong, Bi Xian will haunt you, never dying, never resting.”

Such games are very common to Earthlings, but to the people of Nick Star, they are unheard of.

“Is this a game derived from ghost stories?”

“A ghost born of grudges? Sounds pretty scary.”

“She can answer questions! Can I ask if I’ll pass my exams?”

“Of course, you should ask what your future boyfriend’s name is!”

“Interesting, I want to try.”

“So, do ghosts really exist on Earth?”

“Of course! Otherwise, why are those ghost stories so vivid?”

“Am I the only one who finds this really terrifying? Never dying, never resting!”

“I think so too. I definitely wouldn’t dare to play.”

Su Yan snapped her fingers, and a pen and a sheet of paper appeared in her hand.

At the same time, a table and four chairs appeared beside her.

She placed the paper on the table, writing the words “Yes” and “No” on it, then continued explaining the rules.

“It’s best to summon Bi Xian at midnight.

“But since there’s no fixed time here, when the scene shifts to night later, we’ll treat that as midnight.”

“Everyone probably knows the ritual: four of us sit around the table, holding the pen together, and chant, ‘Bi Xian, Bi Xian, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you wish to continue our bond, please draw a circle on the paper.’

“Repeat three times, and Bi Xian will appear.”

“Then, we take turns asking questions. Bi Xian will answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’.

“Remember, don’t ask Bi Xian how she died, and don’t try to befriend her.

“After each of us has asked three rounds, we say together, ‘Bi Xian, let’s end here today, okay?’ to send her away.

“No one is allowed to let go of the pen midway, or Bi Xian will latch onto that person and bring trouble to us all.”

Because she lowered her voice deliberately, Su Yan’s normally pleasant tone became somber.

She frowned, her eyes full of seriousness, giving off the vibe of a strict teacher’s earnest admonition.

The dim lighting added an ominous atmosphere to this Easter egg.

At this point, the previously disdainful Green Hair could no longer hold back and sneered, “You don’t really believe in this game, do you? It’s just made up to fool kids. Where the hell would a Bi Xian even exist?”

Before Su Yan could respond, High Ponytail nervously interrupted, “Don’t say that. It’s disrespectful to the spirits.

“If Bi Xian really shows up later and takes it out on you, that would be troublesome.”

Crew Cut Guy calmly said, “I believe in materialism; ghosts don’t exist.

“If we can’t summon Bi Xian, does that mean we win immediately?”

Leaning back in his chair with his hands resting casually behind his head, Green Hair looked relaxed and said, “Free ten thousand bucks? Bold kids get the candy, huh.”

Then he even dared to turn on his mic and said, “I played this game with my roommates back in high school. Nothing ever appeared. It’s a scam!”

Seeing the two men so unconvinced, High Ponytail anxiously looked to Su Yan, hoping to find an ally.

“Boss, you believe Bi Xian is real, right? After all, games like ‘Childhood Variety’ exist, so why wouldn’t ghosts?”

Su Yan smiled ambiguously, “Who really knows? But if none of us believe in Bi Xian, she probably won’t show up at all.”

With those words carrying hidden meaning, Su Yan continued, “Alright, the four of us sit properly. The game is about to start.”

She picked up the pen, holding it vertically over the paper.

“Hold my hand, and don’t let go until the game ends!” she earnestly warned.

Her serious tone made the game feel all the more real.

Once they were seated, the sky darkened as if on cue.

The moon hung high overhead, and a streetlamp appeared beside them, casting light.

Together, the four chanted, “Bi Xian, Bi Xian, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you wish to continue our bond, please draw a circle on the paper.”

After repeating this three times, suddenly, the pen began to move—slowly and shakily—drawing a circle on the paper.

Viewers on Nick Star felt their hair stand on end.

“Oh my god, oh my god!”

“It really drew a circle!”

“Did Bi Xian come? Bi Xian is real!”

“Is the production team messing with us?”

“Didn’t Green Hair say he summoned it before but nothing appeared?”

“‘Believe and it will manifest,’ as Yan Jing said. Maybe no one in Green Hair’s dorm believed in Bi Xian, so it never showed up.”

“Eek!”

High Ponytail trembled with nervousness. “Bi… Bi Xian really came!”

Green Hair’s pupils shrank, and uncertainty flickered in his eyes.

Still, he forced a composed snort. “Just theatrics.”

Crew Cut Guy remained the most rational.

He furrowed his brow and scrutinized the three others’ faces before finally resting his gaze on Su Yan.

Su Yan stayed calm and clear-voiced: “Then I’ll go first.”

Seeing the others nod, she cleared her throat.

“Ahem, Bi Xian, Bi Xian, am I a university student?”

The pen slowly moved, circling the “Yes.”

Su Yan nodded, “I am indeed a university student, so this is credible.”

Crew Cut Guy hesitated, his gaze drifting away from her face.

Su Yan’s reaction was quite normal; facing the uncertain, it made sense to first verify accuracy.

She glanced at the trembling High Ponytail, then turned to Green Hair.

“Counterclockwise next?”

Green Hair looked at High Ponytail and nodded readily.

“Alright, then I’ll ask…” He flicked his eyes and grinned, “Will I find a girlfriend this year?”

A few seconds passed, but the pen didn’t move toward “Yes” or “No.”

Instead, it spun wildly on the spot where the circle had been drawn earlier, nearly tearing the paper.

Green Hair quickly stopped it. “Alright, alright, I get it, I get it.”

High Ponytail looked confused. “What’s going on? Why didn’t Bi Xian answer your question?”

Green Hair’s expression darkened.

He licked his lips, voice hoarse: “Because… I already have a girlfriend.”

Everyone understood—if he already had a girlfriend, the question was a trap.

No wonder Bi Xian didn’t answer; she’d just uncovered the trick.

“That she even knows that makes me think the production team isn’t behind this.”

“Could Bi Xian really be real?”

“I want to try too!”

“6666666❞

“Now who’s still going to doubt Bi Xian’s existence?”

“Anyone want to play together? Let’s set a time and place.”

“I, I, I!”

Seeing the silence around her, Crew Cut Guy firmly said, “Don’t be fooled; ghosts don’t exist.”

High Ponytail questioned, “What proof do you have to say that? Didn’t Bi Xian see through that trap just now? Doesn’t that prove she’s real?”

Crew Cut Guy rationally pointed out the flaw: “Didn’t you notice? He was wearing a ring on his left ring finger.

“Couples usually wear rings there. The one who set the trap was probably able to recognize it for that reason.”

Green Hair nodded and regained his confidence.

“I told you! That’s indeed a couples’ ring, worn specifically for my girlfriend. The troublemaker must’ve noticed that.”

High Ponytail looked at him seriously. “But with you wearing so many rings, who can tell if you just wear them casually or if there’s a meaning behind them?”

Indeed, Green Hair wasn’t wearing just one ring; he had one on his thumb as well.

That weakened the couples’ ring explanation.

The room once again fell into a deadlock, the situation growing more complicated.

“Wave after wave, huh?”

“At first, I thought Bi Xian didn’t exist. Then I thought she did. Then I thought someone was messing with us. Now I’m completely unsure.”

“So many twists and turns. These days, if you don’t have some brains, you can’t even play a ghost game.”

“I’m on Team Bi Xian. The production team can’t pull off something like this.”

“No matter what, I’m definitely going to try the game after this!”

Next was Crew Cut Guy.

He thought carefully, then asked a question loaded with meaning and a trap:

“Can we get through this Easter egg safely?”

If the answer was “yes,” then no matter if Bi Xian was a hoax or a real ghost, they could be reassured.

If “no,” then clearly the production team planned to mess with them.

In that case, it would be better to just go through the three rounds perfunctorily and then send Bi Xian away.

Because the production team was most likely to stir trouble at that point.

But if Bi Xian circled below again, answering evasively twice in a row, the credibility would plummet.

A clever three-birds-one-stone move!