Chapter Seventy-Two: The Mud Under the Radish Comes Out
Eerie and dilapidated, like an old building on the scene of a ghost movie, dimly lit, empty corridors, coupled with a messy room that seems to have been forgotten, and an opponent in front of him who is obviously about to break away from the human realm, Lin Zhihui really can't help but want to pinch himself to make sure that he is not dreaming of some strange and absurd dreams.
Lin Zhihui sighed sadly, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle in his heart, sure enough, a person like him was born destined to save the world.
Wang Li didn't know Lin Zhihui's mental activities, he stared at Lin Zhihui viciously for a long time, his cheeks twitched a few times, and he squeezed out a distorted smile with difficulty: "Do you know, I took that document, I tore it up and burned it, you are a very annoying person, I am happy to see you unlucky." Wang Li laughed a few times, and seeing that Lin Zhihui seemed indifferent, he continued: "Sun Fei's incident, you shouldn't forget it, and Zhao Gang, haha, when I think of your gray face, I will wake up laughing in my dreams......
Lin Zhihui's brows slowly furrowed, his eyes flashed with undisguised disgust, and his chest rose and fell slightly.
"I know, you all think I did it. Wang Li seemed to be encouraged, his eyes lit up, and he grinned proudly: "It's a pity that you have no evidence, and you can't catch my handle, so you can only admit to the black pot yourself, but you can only be at the mercy of others......
"Do you think this is interesting?" Lin Zhihui's slightly annoyed expression changed, and he suddenly laughed happily, touched the next horse and looked Wang Li up and down, and finally showed a very unobtrusive expression, and unceremoniously commented: "The expression is too stiff, the eyes are not obscene enough, the tone is not cheap enough, the acting is not like it at all, there is no desire to make people beat up, bad reviews." ”
Wang Li's smile was stiff, and soon distorted, his eyes were black and surging, and the black qi around his body was scurrying, Lin Zhihui rolled up his sleeves, shook the stool leg in his hand, and didn't forget to sneer: "That's right, it's obviously a ghost animal who wants to pretend to be a pervert, the Tao is too bad, and you have to practice more when you have time, you haven't heard that karma is good at being diligent and frolic." ”
Lin Zhihui was blind and poor in his mouth, but he didn't dare to slack off at all in his heart, when he saw that Wang Li was going to blacken, he hurriedly put his mind on guard, clenched the legs of the stool, and cautiously took a few steps back, while silently reciting the mantra, mobilizing the power of the Linglong Tower, and now in front of him, it was not Wang Li of the five scumbags, but the beetle of the Ghost Soul Clan.
I saw Wang Li slowly lower his body, his body was shrouded in a layer of black mist, the whole person was like a reptile, his hands were half-squatting on the ground, looking up at Lin Zhihui, at this time there was no expression on his face, and his gloomy eyes were full of black gas, flashing with a terrifying cold light.
Lin Zhihui took a deep breath and penetrated the power of the Linglong Pagoda into his palm, and the stool legs in his hand made a subtle crackling sound, and several cracks appeared, with a faint blue halo.
As if he felt the threat of the Linglong Tower, his body moved uneasily, his shoulders were slightly lowered, and there were a few muffled sounds in his throat that were not human, and the black light in his eyes suddenly flashed, and he jumped up and pounced towards Lin Zhihui.
Lin Zhihui dodged sideways, although Wang Li had been controlled by the beetle, he didn't dare to make a dead move, so he could only look for an opportunity to choose a place that was not critical.
The blow missed, and after the beetle landed, he rushed forward a few steps, and turned around to pounce on Lin Zhihui again, Lin Zhihui was prepared this time, and took two steps back to go around behind a table, avoiding the oncoming attack.
This room is like a classroom, with a lot of desks and chairs messily, Lin Zhihui relies on his flexible movements, trying not to make direct contact with the beetle, but dodging left and right to maneuver with it, looking for an opportunity.
The beetle rampaged regardless of it, and when he knocked over a table again, the whole person fell forward, Lin Zhihui immediately seized the opportunity, and waved out his right hand diagonally, and the slightly green stool leg smashed accurately into its calf.
As if it had been hit hard, it let out a terrible roar, and it rolled over and landed in embarrassment, the black qi on its body surging rapidly, looking at Lin Zhihui vigilantly, and obvious burn marks could be seen on its legs.
Seeing that the Linglong Pagoda really had a restraining effect on the beetle, Lin Zhihui was very sure in his heart, although he was facing an unknown creature, but obviously the other party could not control Wang Li's body well, his movements were more than brave, and his flexibility was insufficient, with his reaction nerves, and the Linglong Pagoda helped, as long as there was no accident, he should be able to subdue it quickly.
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In the dark corridor, there was a faint sound of footsteps, and in the next second, a white shadow flashed and disappeared on the stairs leading to the third floor.
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Crackling.
Dangdang bang.
The incongruous impact symphony that lasted for more than ten minutes came to an abrupt end with a muffled sound, and in this battle of people and ghosts, Lin Zhihui won the final victory, and successfully pressed Wang Li, who was possessed by the beetle, to the ground.
"You are a brainless monster, and you still want to escape from the Five Fingers Mountain of this Buddha. Lin Zhihui was a little proud, took a breath, and casually pulled over a nylon rope on the ground that he didn't know which age, and tied Wang Li, who was constantly struggling, to a strong one.
He didn't care about resting, calmed his heartbeat a little, and began to prepare to catch ghosts and communicate with the Linglong Tower, a few lines of font appeared in front of him, and after choosing to collect it, the Linglong Tower imprint on his wrist became hot again, Lin Zhihui straightened up and was about to reach out to press the top of Wang Li's head, when a hand suddenly put on his shoulder.
"Ahh
Lin Zhihui let out a scream that almost overturned the roof, and fell headlong into Wang Li's body, unable to get up for a long time.
"What are you doing, scare me to death. His voice scared the people who came enough, stroked his towering chest with both hands, raised his foot and kicked Lin Zhihui on the ground, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Bai Chang is such a big man, how can he be as small as a mouse." ”
Hearing some familiar voices, Lin Zhihui turned his head at this time, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the plump chest that was slightly pressed out of the arc, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and let out a long breath: "Senior Sister Gao, how can you walk without a sound, don't you know that people are scared to death!"
Lin Zhihui moved his hands and feet, got up and patted the shoe prints on his pants, and said angrily: "It's gloomy here, I'm thinking about not coming out of anything unclean, you just come like this, and Wu Song will be scared to pee." ”
"Then do you blame me?" Senior Sister Gao raised her eyebrows, and looked at Lin Zhihui with slanted eyes, with an inexplicable charm in her expression.
"How come, it's my honor to meet a beauty like my senior sister. Lin Zhihui's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be stunned for a moment, and soon smiled casually: "The peony flower is dead, and the ghost is also romantic, such an opportunity naturally cannot be missed." ”
"Flim Flam. Senior Sister Gao smiled and lowered her eyes to hide the smug look that flashed away.