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Chapter 1118 Investigator Extra: The Second Night (Part 1)

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    Dinner was at nine o'clock in the evening. Because he had a falling out with Caroline and his wife, Nick had to go to the kitchen and make one or two sandwiches. He and Chen Ang sat at the small dining table in the room, one each.  , simply solve your own dinner.

    The small dining table is not big. With two people sitting at both ends and a mirror in the middle, they occupy all the seats!

    Nick took a deep bite of the sandwich, then swallowed a mouthful of pickles.

    "I won't ask you why you have to put up a mirror while we are eating." Nick bit his sandwich and said vaguely: "When are we going to watch the fun?"

    "Ah!" Chen Ang raised his head, with a dazed look on his face.

    Nick said speechlessly: "You asked me to install the mirror. Don't say you forgot. I have hidden the mirror in all kinds of places they would never expect. It will be late at night soon. If there is really something in the mirror  , then there¡¯s a lot of fun downstairs to watch!¡±

    After Chen Ang finished eating, he wiped his hands on the napkin next to the table and said, "Don't worry In order to better understand what's in the mirror, we might as well play a few games first!"

    Nick said: "What game?"

    "It's not popular here in the United States, but in Asia, our occult culture is very popular in communicating with the dead It's not the communication between your psychic mediums. The United States here trusts professionals more, but in Asia, we usually do it ourselves.  Invite a few friends to come and explore the secrets of ghosts and gods In this regard, we are full of adventurous spirit, commonly known as - seeking death!"

    "This time we are going to play a game that is particularly popular in East Asian cultural circles!" Chen Ang took out a piece of paper and a pen and placed them on the table.

    "Bi Xian!"

    "Pen Elf?" Nick repeated the English translation of 'Pen Elf', not knowing what was so scary about elves. In European and American cultural circles, elves refer to naughty creatures like Peter Pan.

    "Divination of the dead!" Chen Ang changed his translation.

    "The rules are like this. Generally speaking, some tedious rituals need to be performed before the game, such as preparing tributes, calling the undead, and attaching them to this pen. But because the undead we need to call this time are very active,  For this reason, there is no need to perform these rituals.¡±

    "Now, we write two words on paper, yes and no. After the divination is released, we will hold the pen together and ask the question. Wherever the pen tip moves, it will be the answer given by the undead." Chen  Ang wrote two words on the paper, then held the pen in one hand and placed the pen tip in the middle of the paper.

    "That's right!" Chen Ang took a black cloth, covered his hand, and said, "I temporarily improved the game. During the game, our hand holding the pen will be covered under a black cloth.  "

    ¡°Wacky East Asian divination game!¡± Nick muttered.

    But he still stretched out a hand and held the pen together with Chen Ang. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. The two were silent for a moment, and Nick said, "Have you ever considered this situation in your game?"

    Chen Ang¡¯s expression was a little weird: ¡°This game is usually played by little girls in school. The creators of the game don¡¯t seem to have considered the size of black people¡¯s hands. Just hold the penholder with two fingers!¡±

    After Chen Ang finished speaking, he changed his index finger and middle finger to bend and pinch the lower end of the pen holder. Nick used his thumb and index finger to pinch the upper end. At this time, a cold, slender hand suddenly came up and grabbed the middle end of the pen holder. Chen Ang  He and Nick watched helplessly as the end of the black cloth closest to the mirror began to bulge.

    It¡¯s like the person in the mirror stretched out a hand and stepped in.

    "I think we can start divination now!" Nick cleared his throat and said: "I want to know, does the Holy Shield know where the fifth seal is?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, the pen holder was as still as a mountain, and the hand seemed to have no intention of moving the pen holder.

    But after a while, the pen tip began to move slowly, and Nick felt a force pulling the pen tip to the -no position.

    Nick suddenly slapped his right hand hard, stood up, and said angrily: "You are moving the pen tip, I see you are using force! This divination game is a scam"

    Chen Ang also slapped the table, stood up, and said loudly: "Because you need to ask a question it knows, idiot!"

    Nick¡¯s anger continued: ¡°What I need is an answer to a question I don¡¯t know. If it can¡¯t even answer this, then it¡¯s just a divination. What use do I need it for?¡±

    "It's just an undead. Don't ask it questions that the Sorcerer Supreme can't find the answer to using the Time Stone."There are many images of the concept of protection and safety. I just tried it with a cross and it is not afraid of the cross at all"

    Chen Ang replied: "The 'spirit' formed by different cultural concepts has different ways of dealing with it. As the saying goes If you believe it, there will be it, if you don't believe it, there will be nothing. Voodoo uses red brick powder to defend against enemies, and Catholics believe  Salt can ward off evil spirits, Japan believes in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and China uses cinnabar to restrain ghosts.¡±

    "A ghost born in a culture can only be dealt with with the unique concepts of this culture."

    "Use foreign sacred objects to drive away evil spirits in your own country. Use foreigners' swords to kill the officials of your own dynasty. How can this be true?"

    "If you want to know why the ghosts here can't be driven away with Catholic holy objects, then you have to ask the wizards how they created these ghosts?"

    Chen Ang turned to Bi Xian and asked, "Do you want to take revenge?"

    The pen that no one was holding stood upright on the paper. Under the control of an invisible force, the pen tip slowly moved to 'yes'.

    Chen Ang asked Nick to take the first step, and he grabbed the pen and walked to the door of the room. With his back to the room, he threw the pen back, and there was silence behind him.

    Chen Ang smiled slightly and walked downstairs.

    Nick was waiting for him in front. He heard Chen Ang's footsteps. Just as he was about to turn around, he was held down by Chen Ang. Chen Ang whispered: "Don't look back! Go forward to meet our two great wizards."  . You have to tell themtheir good friends are here to see them!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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