Control the Linglong Pagoda to purify the evil qi on Senior Sister Gao's body, and seeing that she couldn't wake up for a while, Lin Zhihui locked the data room and hurried back to the restoration room.

Before he reached the door, he heard a noisy sound, as if he was having a party, Lin Zhihui's heart was tight, and he rushed to the door in one step, and saw that the house was already in chaos.

The workbench that was originally neatly placed left its original position at this time, and all kinds of items on it were scattered all over the place, and in the place near the door, several students hugged each other, as if they were participating in a chorus competition for primary school students, their bodies swayed from side to side regularly, their expressions were exaggerated, and they sang "I love your motherland" with emotion; there were also a few people lying on the ground, fighting the landlord with the fragments of antiquities, Lin Zhihui looked at a well-mannered man, shouted "bomb", and then raised his hand with bright eyes, and slammed it to the ground.

With a "snap", the clay slab, which was barely intact, suddenly fell apart and turned into slag.

Lin Zhihui couldn't help but take a breath, if he remembered correctly, it should be a sacrifice of a lost civilization, an antiquity used for memorization, it is said that it took a lot of effort, and it took more than a month to recover most of it, and it turned into a pile of loess like this.

"The wind is roaring, the horses are barking, the Yellow River is roaring......" A neutral voice suddenly sounded, Lin Zhihui followed the prestige, and saw a gray head, standing in the corner of the room, facing the empty wall, chanting loudly, and beside him, there was a piece of broken glass, the younger teacher, kneeling on it, holding a cloth so dirty that he could barely see the color, trying to wipe the floor.

Looking at the familiar patterns on it, it was clear that a very precious piece of ancient fabric, which had been carefully placed on the workbench just now, had now become a rag for wiping the floor. The corners of Lin Zhihui's mouth twitched, feeling that he couldn't hesitate, he had to catch the troublemaker as soon as possible, otherwise, it was estimated that the antiquities in the house would not be saved.

Lin Zhihui took two steps forward, rescued a porcelain plate with beautiful patterns from the hands of a student, picked up a gold colored ball that rolled to his feet, and grabbed Li Minglei, who was chasing the colored ball.

Li Minglei squatted on the ground, pressed his hands on the ground, and looked at him with wide eyes, it was the husky raised by the third uncle, Lin Zhihui almost laughed, his hand was slightly forced, he pressed his shoulder, his eyes swept up and down, and when he saw the black mark on his ankle, he reached out and patted the stick figure figure who was writhing, a gray light flashed, and the black quickly faded and disappeared.

Supporting the heavy body that fell forward with both hands, Lin Zhihui put the fainted Li Minglei flat on the ground, fortunately, this beetle is the lowest-level ghost clan, and the strength is not strong, Li Minglei is like this, just like Senior Sister Gao, just because of mental overdraft and excessive fatigue, he can recover after a few days of rest, but there will be no sequelae.

Although there is such an anti-heaven plug-in as Linglong Tower, Lin Zhihui is an ordinary mortal in a realm, there is no way to shake the tiger's body, Wang Ba's anger is fully opened, and he can only use the most stupid method to eliminate the evil spirit on everyone's body one by one, fortunately, they just turned on the self-release mode, and there is no attack power, otherwise he is alone, whether he can deal with these dozens of people, Lin Zhihui is really not sure.

While quickly putting down the people who were tricked one by one, Lin Zhihui was looking for the traces of the bronze medal, eliminating the evil qi and treating the symptoms but not the root cause, if you want to never stop the troubles, you must find the magic weapon that the beetle is in, only by finding its body, the Linglong Pagoda will be triggered.

Lin Zhihui's movements were very fast, and after a while, most of the people were put down, leaving only the middle-aged teacher who was standing in the corner and began to recite the Yellow River ballad impassionedly, and the young teacher who had already wiped the floor shiny and continued to work hard.

When he got closer, Lin Zhihui noticed that the middle-aged teacher was holding a blue and black metal piece in his hand, and he was happy in his heart, the person in front of him was thin and weak, and he looked like a typical old master, and it was easy to get the bronze medal from him.

When passing by the young teacher, he had been carefully wiping the floor, Lin Zhihui glanced at it, and saw the black marks on the low neck, patted it with his hand, the black dissipated, and the person fell to the ground with a bang.

Lin Zhihui didn't stop at his feet, stepped to the middle-aged man's side, took the bronze medal in one hand, looked from head to foot, and saw the black mark on the back of his hand at a glance. The Linglong Pagoda on his wrist was slightly hot, Lin Zhihui concocted it in the same way, absorbed the trace of evil energy, helped the person to sit on the chair on the side, reached out and fished it out, and caught the fallen bronze medal.

A chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, Lin Zhihui didn't turn his head, the moment he grabbed the bronze medal and rushed forward, there was a sound of tables and chairs toppling behind him, and when he looked back, he saw the young teacher who had just fallen to the ground, staggering to his feet, with an indescribable weird smile on his face, and pounced on him with all his strength.

Seeing the dark eyes with a glowing glow, Lin Zhihui realized that something was wrong, nine times out of ten, it was the beetle that had absorbed enough energy and attached it to the other party from the parasitic weapon.

The other party's speed was very fast, and even when he hesitated for a moment, he was already approaching, stretching out his hands and grabbing his shoulders.

Lin Zhihui not only did not dodge, but instead went up, stretched out his right palm and pointed outward, silently reciting the mantra in his heart, but unfortunately the Linglong Pagoda did not have the slightest reaction, Lin Zhihui was startled, and hurriedly retreated, fortunately, his reaction was beyond ordinary people, and he avoided the attack in a flash, but his arm was still grabbed and he almost fell.

"Damn, how can it be like the six-vein divine sword, it is still ineffective. Lin Zhihui shook his hand and muttered, fortunately, although the young teacher who was controlled looked very violent, his movements were obviously a little stiff, and he was not conscious, so he just rushed forward regardless of it.

Lin Zhihui dodged left and right, led people to the place where several large wooden boxes were stacked, deliberately sold a flaw, pretended to fall, and when the other party pounced, he suddenly lowered his body and rolled out to one side, revealing the open box behind him.

With a plop, the young teacher with a distorted face fell into the wooden box, and his head hit the box board heavily, making a muffled bang, Lin Zhihui couldn't help but shrink his shoulders when he heard it, and felt that the back of his head was numb.

The young teacher was struggling hard, as if he wanted to climb out, but Lin Zhihui did not rush closer, but stood in place, silently reciting a lengthy mantra in his heart, trying to stimulate the Linglong Tower, and quickly took away this energetic troublemaker before causing a bigger mess.