Chapter 192 The Temptation of the Pen Fairy (3000)

"You, you are saying that the Yunzhou explosion ten years ago was because of me?"

There was a hint of confusion in his voice, and there was a hint of disbelief in Luo Ye's eyes.

Ye Wuyou raised the judge's pen in his hand, his eyes revealing his thoughts.

The smell of this thing feels more and more familiar.

But all of a sudden I couldn't remember where I had ever felt this thing.

He just asked the guy named Luo Ye in front of him, including the function of the judge's pen.

"I, I only know that my ancestor once said that this thing is a strange thing called the pen fairy. Things written with this pen will become true."

"But as for how it will change, I don't know."

Pen fairy?

The other party once used this pen to write down Luo Yue's death and return journey.

Luo Yue died.

It is equivalent to setting a goal, but how the goal is achieved is not something the other party can predict.

This is normal, everything is almost an "accident". Not to mention this guy, even Ye Wuyou deduced it until his head hurt before he could barely get a glimmer of hope.

If Luo Yue gets on the Yunzhou, the Yunzhou will explode.

This is why I initially deduced that the journey was uneventful, but not long after I boarded Yunzhou, there was a scene of Yunzhou exploding.

But when he and his group got off Yunzhou, why were they still in danger?

Is it because this thing has no intelligence and only acts according to instinctive rules, judging all the people on the cloud boat to be mortal?

"If I knew this would be the case, then I would never use this thing." Luo Ye said sincerely.

Is it?

Ye Wuyou was thinking and didn't reply, but Mr. Luo responded coldly at this moment.

"Have you forgotten that our ancestors said that this thing cannot be used easily until the family's survival is in danger?"

Luo Ye was quite friendly when faced with Ye Wuyou's questioning, but now facing Mr. Luo, he showed no trace of ferocity.

"Luo Dao, if you, this old guy, come back with this girl, your family's survival will be at risk!"

Mr. Luo chuckled.

"Really? Luo Ye, you have forgotten that this is not your Luo family."

Luo Ye's eyes were blood red at this moment, staring at Mr. Luo and Luo Yue who were standing not far away, and finally gritted his teeth and said.

"Of course the Luo family doesn't belong to me, so whose does it belong to you? Is it the daughter of the family behind you?"

His tone suddenly changed and he said with a bit of hoarseness.

"Or is it yours?"

Mr. Luo smiled slightly, not caring about the sarcasm in the other person's words, and wanted to speak, but Ye Wuyou impatiently interrupted their conversation.

"Don't say this in front of me. I don't care about your family's grudges. Luo Ye, let me ask you."

Ye Wuyou knelt down gently, waved the judge pen in front of the other party's eyes, and asked.

"What's the price?"

Whether it is something weird or weird, there is a price to pay for using it.

The only exception is his own eyeball. It is not like other weird things, but actually grows on his body and integrates with him.

That's not quite right, after all, the instinct of these eyes seems to be to invade people's bodies.

But it can't beat Ghost.

The ghost hasn't gotten his own body yet, and now he has another [eyesore] in his body, and he can't get this eyeball in his turn no matter what.

"The price?" Luo Ye's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

"Don't you know there's a price?" Ye Wuyou's voice gradually turned cold.

Could it be that this guy is a fool, ignorant and fearless?

Luo Ye shook his head and then said.

"I know there will be a price for using this thing...but I haven't felt the price these days, and Bixian didn't tell me the price."

It has been more than ten days since he used this judge pen, and there is no price at all?

"No price?"

To be honest, Ye Wuyou was heartbroken for a moment.

But soon, he calmed down. Weirdness cannot be without cost no matter how much you think about it.

The ghost provided himself with combat power that far exceeded the ordinary four realms, so what he paid for it was his own body.

And if this thing is not destroyed, Bailu will still be in danger.

Looking at the judge's pen, the aura of the avenue on it is extremely strong, and previous ghost paintings cannot be compared with it.

Perhaps because of staring at it for a long time, Ye Wuyou felt that his right eye was about to climax. It really wanted to pop out of its socket and swallow this thing.

There were only Ye Wuyou and three people from the Luo family in this secret room.

Luo Ye seemed to see something among them. Luo Dao and Luo Yue seemed to only look up to the strange man in front of them, even if the other person was only from the fourth realm...

What is the identity of this person?

But as the patriarch of the family, Luo Ye's eyes were so vicious that he seemed to see Ye Wuyou's entanglement.

His eyes flashed at this moment, and then he spoke loudly.

"Your Excellency, if you like this thing, feel free to take it, but I just ask that you take action and end these two people."

Mr. Luo glanced at Ye Wuyou with some fear, and then said in a solemn voice.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, don't listen to this villain's words. Now that I've returned to the Luo family, I can give you whatever he can give you."

Ye Wuyou's eyes were still looking at the judge's pen in his hand, and the sinister aura continued to spread on the pen holder. He turned a deaf ear to the words on the side.

He was just thinking about the last question.

The strange ability of this judge's pen seemed to be a bit beyond his expectation.

What things will become true if you write them down?

If, if...

What about writing about someone’s resurrection yourself?

Can I use this pen to write down my identity in exchange for it?

Can I use this pen to write about Lu Qingshan's resurrection?

If that can be achieved... I just don't know what price I have to pay?

[You are dismissive. These little things were just easy to do in your heyday. As for the price, what's the point?]

[You waved your hand and wrote down that you broke through the ninth realm in the blink of an eye]

Break through the ninth realm?

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath. What if he could really break through the ninth realm? How heavy would the price be?

[Hehehe, you think you have reached the ninth realm, so what price in the world is there to fear? Suppress the world with a flick of your sleeve! Who else can be your enemy! Who else! ]

This... You took out a loan to buy a tank, right? As for the loan?

You already have a tank and you still want to pay it back?

Ye Wuyou certainly doesn't believe it. If that's true, then the Luo family would have already had the ninth realm.

Besides, how to calculate the realm of cultivation obtained with this weird power?

The ninth realm in one minute is also the ninth realm, and the ninth realm in one second is the same.

Ye Wuyou would not count on this kind of power that came out of thin air.

This thing will be destroyed after all, or at worst it can be swallowed by the right eyeball.

But some things can be verified first.

"How to use this thing?" Ye Wuyou finally asked.

Luo Ye was stunned, and then answered decisively.

"You think about what you want to do in your heart, and then you can feel the pen fairy talking to you, and it will write it down by itself."

"In addition, there are some precautions, the pen fairy..."

Ye Wuyou understood it after listening to it a little, and waved his hand to interrupt.

"No need to introduce, I played it when I was a child."

Luo Ye looked confused, what do you mean you played it when you were a child.

This thing has been in the Luo family, how did you play it when you were a child?

Ye Wuyou closed his eyes gently, with mixed feelings.

He was actually here... playing with the pen fairy.

After performing the taboo action that could not be written, Ye Wuyou suddenly felt the pen in his hand move.

At the same time, Ye Wuyou felt a gloomy breath rising to his heart, but it dissipated.

Instead, it was the ghost's sticky package.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart.

"What do you want to do..."

The words were very vague.

Ye Wuyou knew that this was the thing.

But this tone, this way of asking.

Ye Wuyou suddenly remembered.

Why did he feel familiar with the breath of this thing.

Ghost painting.

Was that ghost painting drawn with this pen?

"What is the price?" He asked such a question first.

The voice was silent for a while, and then responded.

"No... price." The vague words came.

Ha.

Ye Wuyou naturally didn't believe it.

But he didn't verify this matter.

"Exchange my identity, exchange Ye Wuyou." Ye Wuyou said in his heart.

The vague voice was silent for a while, and the pen in his hand moved, but in the end he didn't write a single word.

"No, no... Change, change another one."

Ye Wuyou: "?"

"Then resurrect Lu Qingshan." Ye Wuyou said again.

Master, don't worry, I will help you win the resurrection game! As for the price, if you can be resurrected, that's your business.

This time, the voice was silent for a longer time, and the pen tip didn't move.

"No, no... change, change another one."

Ye Wuyou: "?"

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what can work?

[Hahahaha, you feel all this, and suddenly feel funny. How can the aura of the avenue have the power to change the avenue debris? It's just chicken ribs after all.]

The avenue aura, the avenue debris...

Because I was affected by the real avenue debris, so this pen fairy can't do it?

Also because Lu Qingshan was deprived of his life by [Death], so he can't do it.

But now Ye Wuyou has come to a conclusion.

Maybe I thought this thing was too powerful. Although it has this extremely terrifying ability, it doesn't have enough power to use it.

After all, it's just a weird thing.

This weird thing still has limitations. At least it can't really "kill" Luo Yue, but Luo Yue survived by turning herself into a zombie.

Ye Wuyou has nothing else to try.

This thing will be destroyed eventually.

"What do you want to do..."

"I can... help you do everything..."

The vague voice is still calling in my heart, as if it carries some kind of temptation.

No, not as if, but really with some kind of temptation.

For ordinary people to use it, it is probably easy to get lost in it and unconsciously bring up something.

Even that thing is not what you want to do.

But Ye Wuyou's mind is used to the dog barking of the narrator, and he just thinks that the words of the pen fairy are coquettish, so he is not affected.

But at the moment when Ye Wuyou's mind wanted to leave, he suddenly thought of something.

"I want this world to have no war, no chaos, no injustice, no oppression, no atrocities, everyone lives and works in peace, no worries about food and shelter, and no conflicts between races and genders."

"I want peace in the world!"

"I can pay any price." He said in his heart.

The voice fell silent, and the pen tip trembled violently.

Finally, the voice sounded again.

"What was your... previous problem?"

"I... can try to... help you change your identity..."

Hehe.

Ye Wuyou opened his eyes and looked at the judge's pen in his hand, his eyes were clear.

Two chapters left, I will keep writing today