This time the plan was quite smooth, Lin Zhihui quickly recited the mantra, and a faint light began to shine on his wrist, which was a precursor to the launch of the Linglong Tower, as the imprints on his wrist became more and more scorching, the beetle also seemed to feel threatened, and the young teacher's struggle in the wooden box gradually weakened, and wisps of smoke-like black gas escaped from his body, constantly writhing like tentacles.

Lin Zhihui hurriedly increased the speed of his speech again, so as not to be escaped by this cunning guy, if he let it out of sight and run outside, he was afraid that the entire Xihai Academy would be disturbed.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of miscellaneous footsteps in the corridor, Lin Zhihui frowned, there were five or six people listening to the voice, the target seemed to be the repair room, before the person appeared, the mantra could not be completed at all, and the black gas writhing in front of him seemed to be encouraged, quickly rotating and rising and entwined, and could come out of the body at any time.

"Huh, what's going on?" the footsteps paused slightly, and several people in overalls pushed a large box and appeared at the door, led by a bearded man who looked a little familiar, and looked at the messy restoration room with a surprised expression.

Hearing the voice, Lin Zhihui's heart sank, and he saw that the black qi that gathered in mid-air stagnated slightly, and then suddenly flashed, shooting out like lightning, and disappeared into the middle of several people in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the black shadow was too fast, and Rao didn't keep up with its movements with Lin Zhihui's eyesight, and he couldn't tell which person had been hit.

Eyes moved up, four eyes met, and both of them saw the same meaning in each other's eyes: "Why are you again?"

At this time, when he found the abnormality of the house, several people were also curiously crowded at the door, looking inside, Lin Zhihui put down his outstretched arm casually, looked at the people at the door quietly, his eyes swept over the faces of several people, and when he saw Wang Li, his pupils involuntarily contracted slightly.

"What's the matter, gas poisoning?" the bearded man took a few steps forward, looked suspiciously at the man lying on the ground, his nose twitched and sniffed vigorously, and there was nothing strange about it.

Lin Zhihui didn't answer, walked to the wooden box, and dragged out the upside-down guy, after all, he didn't know how to explain, saying that this place was haunted, and these people were all possessed by ghosts? Or is it that the troublemaker is already attached to one of them?

The bearded man came over to help carry the person out of the box, and sat on the ground with him, Lin Zhihui hastily checked it, but fortunately, except for the hair messed up a little and the glasses were missing, there was no external injury.

"Who knows what's going on. Lin Zhihui pretended to be annoyed, straightened up and patted the soil on his body, and complained to the bearded man: "When I came in, I saw everyone lying on the ground, this guy was jumping and jumping here, I didn't know what to do, so he planted himself in the box." ”

The bearded man glanced at the embarrassed young teacher, his eyes widened, as if he had just recognized it: "This is not Professor Cui? Ah, he is a calm person, how could he be like this." ”

Lin Zhihui couldn't help but shrink his neck when he heard the three words of Assistant Teacher Cui, but he heard Li Minglei say that this person is a well-known cold-faced judge in the Department of Archaeology, and he has always been unsmiling, and no one in the entire Department of Archaeology dares to skip his class, typical If you dare to run, I dare to be, recalling that he was lying on the ground just now, wiping the floor shiny, Lin Zhihui twitched the corner of his mouth, it is said that Senior Sister Gao is also a fan of his brain, if he sees that scene, I don't know how he will react.

But anyway, he is not familiar with him, Lin Zhihui shrugged, and he had no psychological burden on the behavior of smearing the other party's image.

"You're just in time, let's see how they're doing, I'll call an ambulance. Lin Zhihui took out his mobile phone as he spoke, thinking about how he could delay the time and find a way to determine which one was possessed by the beetle.

"Wait a minute. The bearded man stretched out his hand to stop Lin Zhihui, and said with a serious face: "It's best not to let outsiders know about this kind of thing." As he spoke, he pointed to Professor Cui, who didn't know what to do: "I think he should just faint, or notify the leaders of the academy first, and wait for someone to come." As he spoke, he waved to the few people crowded at the door: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you go to help see if anyone is hurt!"

After the boss spoke, several people walked inside, Wang Li was last, glanced at Lin Zhihui, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What else to see, just ask him, he must be a ghost." ”

"Go, you know what, don't talk nonsense. The bearded man pushed him, his eyes turned around the room, and he recited a few words of Amitabha Buddha, and at the end, seeing Lin Zhihui's eyebrows slightly raised, he seemed to be a little curious, so he came to him, blinked and lowered his voice: "Don't you know? This place is not clean, and strange things often happen, either ghosts scream in the middle of the night or things are inexplicably broken, and I also found someone to do a few rituals a while ago." ”

Lin Zhihui cooperated with a look of surprise, with a scared expression, looked at the beard, and said with a dry smile: "How come, this sunny day, what the hell is weird, it's all feudal superstition." ”

The bearded man looked like a person who had come over, patted Lin Zhihui's shoulder, and said earnestly: "You are still young, you have seen too little, but there is no way, you say that you are engaged in research, and you are either digging graves or digging graves all day long, and all the things you fiddle with are the burial goods dug up from the graves, and it is inevitable that there will be problems after a long time." As he spoke, he began to talk about a few strange theories that were said to have happened here, and that look like he had experienced it himself, Lin Zhihui listened perfunctorily, while looking at Da Youzi quietly, and then went to see a few people walking around the house, trying to find some clues.

I don't know if that guy was startled, he has been lurking, Linglong Pagoda can't even feel its breath, except for the overly talkative beard and the gloomy Wang Li around him, the other four workers are all behaving normally, and they can't see anything unusual.

According to the information given by the Linglong Tower, low-level ghosts must be parasitic in the body of magic weapons or living beings, and cannot be exposed to the sun for a long time, nor can they be exposed to the air of the human world for a long time.

The bearded man had already begun to call the leaders of the courtyard who knew him, and it would not be long before a lot of people arrived, and the situation would become more and more uncontrollable, and if he couldn't catch the beetle before that, it would just create some chaos or attach itself to someone, and it would be easy to leave.

This is not good, you have to find a way to confirm where it is, Lin Zhihui looked at the people who came over after the confirmation, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly thought about countermeasures in his mind.