Chapter 13 ten minutes time limit (4)
Following the direction of Yan Junze's finger, Zhang Tiantian's upside-down head slowly turned, this turning was very mechanical, and she looked at the red pen.
Immediately, an open right hand appeared from top to bottom, with bent knuckles and pale skin, slowly approached the red pen, and gently grabbed it.
Yan Junze had already stood up, rubbed his numb knees, and cursed in his heart: "Zhang Tiantian is definitely possessed! Otherwise, what normal person still moves slowly while holding a pen? It's enough to just grab it, and it must be so oozing." people!"
While she was picking up a pen now, Yan Junze stepped back again, keeping himself as far away from this desk as possible.
Until you are in front of the sofa, then step back a little, and you will no longer be able to see Zhang Tiantian in this position.
Yan Junze glanced at the mobile phone he had been holding in his hand, and there were 5 minutes and 28 seconds left.
This time made him very speechless, and once wondered if there was a problem with the timing function of his mobile phone.
At this moment, Zhang Tiantian sat up straight again, her beautiful curly hair was even more disheveled this time, as if she was a lunatic who had escaped from a lunatic asylum.
But she still turned her back to Yan Junze, facing the file cabinet, motionless.
Now that she has found the pen, Yan Junze just hoped that she would just sit quietly like Ke'er and watch her wash her hair quietly, so as not to make any more fuss.
But at almost the same moment, a "huh" came over.
At first, Yan Junze thought it was Ke'er who had entered the office, so he quickly looked behind him, only to realize that the voice came from Zhang Tiantian's direction.
"Where's the pen?" Zhang Tiantian continued, "Have you seen my pen?"
"Fuck!" Yan Junze was completely speechless.
Didn't you just pick it up? Why are you asking again.
But this time, he didn't plan to go there again, because Zhang Tiantian's way of asking obviously had the suspicion of deceiving himself.
The red pen must be in her hand, Yan Junze is sure of this, just got it and started asking himself again, wanting him to go over and help find it.
impossible!
This time it is absolutely impossible!
"Forget it, forget it if you can't find it." Zhang Tiantian's voice sounded again.
However, what she said next surprised Yan Junze: "Open an opening and **** her energy dry, it doesn't take so much effort."
At the same time as the words fell, Zhang Tiantian no longer faced the direction of the filing cabinet, but sat on the seat and slowly turned around.
Yan Junze was stunned for a moment. He wanted to retreat to the door of the office where Zhang Tiantian was completely invisible, but at the moment Zhang Tiantian turned back, he couldn't move.
Two feet seem to have taken root, standing motionless in place, staring at the rotating chair.
Until Zhang Tiantian turned around completely and faced herself again, Yan Junze felt like falling into an ice cave, her scalp tightened suddenly, and her whole body was cold.
I saw that the red ballpoint pen that Zhang Tiantian picked up just now was inserted into her right eye socket, but it was not very deep, and it was crooked and might fall off at any time.
At this time, Zhang Tiantian himself, although bleeding, seemed completely unaware.
"This guy has started to attack the possessed object!" Yan Junze immediately came to a conclusion.
And just now this guy said he was going to open something to **** her energy dry.
"Exhaustive?" Yan Junze didn't know where his courage came from. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward and said, "Teacher, aren't you looking for that red pen?"
As she asked, she approached Zhang Tiantian's desk.
He remembered that there was a reminder in the task notes: Don't try to provoke it, otherwise the consequences will be serious.
Since it's a delay, when this guy causes irreparable damage to Zhang Tiantian, save it if you can. Watching Zhang Tiantian being played to death by this guy in front of him, Yan Junze couldn't do anything.
Besides, if something happens to Zhang Tiantian, it is very likely that it will be her turn next.
In a few minutes, with the weirdness and power of this possessed spirit, it is enough to torture Yan Junze ten times.
The level of trepidation is really not covered.
Seeing Yan Junze coming back again, Zhang Tiantian put out a gentle smile on her face, and the corners of her mouth were curled up very attractively, but with the crooked red pen stuck in her eye sockets, she looked weird.
Blood dripped, already staining parts of her top and pants red.
"Yeah, where is the pen? I just took it, so find me quickly! Quick!"
Yan Junze was already standing at the other end of the desk, forced himself to be calm, and tried to make his tone appear calm: "Okay, good teacher. I'll give you the pen now, don't move."
Zhang Tiantian nodded in surprise.
In Yan Junze's view, the background of the task is very clear, "As a possessed spirit, it is very lonely. No one has ever cared about it. In the embrace, slowly draw away the essence of Jishen, and then swallow it mouthful."
This shows that this guy may actually be very talkative, but he is just eccentric. As long as you try to meet its requirements and delay for a while, the task can still be completed.
The most important thing is that if it can't find the red pen now, it may start to absorb Zhang Tiantian's essence.
Try to satisfy it, don't violate it. Yan Junze made up his mind.
Suppressing nausea, nausea, inner resistance, finger trembling and the urge to run away, Yan Junze propped his left hand on the desk, raised his right hand, and slowly approached the red pen stuck in Zhang Tiantian's eye socket.
Time seems to stand still.
It seems that after a long time, his fingers finally grasped the red ballpoint pen. At this time, Zhang Tiantian was motionless, and she sat there very cooperatively, with the other eye staring straight at the red ballpoint pen on her head. Yan Junze sweating profusely.
At this moment, Yan Junze felt that he had miscalculated, because when he was outside the office just now, Ke'er had already run off his back, and the cold feeling that accompanied him had no source, so he should take off this thick sweater immediately .
He's fine now, he was already highly nervous, and with the warm effect of this thick sweater, now he is burning paper money in a proper coffin—it's hot to death.
The cap of the pen has already fallen off, only the body of the pen is hanging.
When Yan Junze grabbed the red pen, beads of sweat had already rolled down his cheeks, but he did not hesitate, enduring fear and nausea, and slowly pulled the red pen out of Zhang Tiantian's eye socket.
During this process, Zhang Tiantian didn't move at all, not to mention the pain, and even the corner of her mouth didn't twitch.
Unexpectedly, there was not much blood flowing out, and the moment the pen tip was completely pulled out, something sticky was also brought out, and it fell on Zhang Tiantian's thigh with a clatter.
Yan Junze didn't dare to look carefully, his whole right hand was shaking violently.
The red ballpoint pen was held up to Zhang Tiantian's other eye.
"Wow, you found it! How did you find it?" Zhang Tiantian smiled happily.
(end of this chapter)