The pencil looked ordinary. It seemed that something had been stained on it, but it looked dry and the color was very dark, dark red.

He got closer and smelled it on his nose.

The smell is pungent.

A bit like blood after it has dried up.

Lin Mo knew that Bixian was, to put it bluntly, a lonely ghost, but he knew many things.

Basically, everything you ask is answered, which is amazing.

Coincidentally, Lin Mo has many problems now.

For example, what is going on in this nightmare world?

Where did these monsters come from?

There are too many similar questions.

Looking at the old pencil in his hand, Lin Mo thought, could he also ask the pen fairy?

Once this thought comes up, I can't put it back.

Try it!
Chapter completed!