Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 59
Controlling the Linglong Tower to purify Senior Sister Gao of the evil spirit, Lin Zhihui locked the data room and hurried back to the repair room when she saw that she couldn't wake up for a while.

Before he reached the door, he heard bursts of noisy sounds, as if he was having a party, Lin Zhihui's heart tensed up, and he rushed to the door, only to see that the room was already in chaos.

The workbench, which was originally neatly arranged, has left its original position at this time, and various items on it are scattered all over the place. Near the door, several students are huddled together, as if they are participating in a chorus competition for primary school students, and their bodies move around regularly. Swaying, with an exaggerated expression, he sang "I love your motherland" full of emotion; several people were lying on the ground, fighting landlords with fragments of ancient objects. With eyes shining, he raised his hand 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 took a deep breath. If he remembered correctly, it should be a sacrifice of a lost civilization, an ancient relic used to record events. It is said that it took a lot of effort and took more than a month to get it. After recovering most of it, it turned into a pile of loess just like that.

"The wind is roaring, the horses are braying, the Yellow River is roaring..." A powerful voice suddenly sounded. Lin Zhihui followed the sound and saw a gray head standing in the corner of the room, facing the empty space. On the empty wall, he was reciting loudly and passionately, and beside him was a floor of broken glass. The younger teacher was kneeling on it, holding a piece of glass in his hand that was so dirty that it was almost invisible. The colorful cloth wiped the floor hard.

Looking at the familiar patterns on it, it was clearly a very precious ancient fabric. It was carefully laid on the workbench just now, but now it has become a rag for wiping the floor.The corners of Lin Zhihui's mouth twitched, he felt that he could not hesitate anymore, he had to catch that troublemaker as soon as possible, otherwise, he might lose all the ancient items in the house.

Lin Zhihui took two steps forward, rescued a porcelain plate with beautiful patterns printed on it from a student, picked up a gold yolk ball that rolled to his feet, and grabbed Li Minglei who was running after the ball.

Li Minglei squatted on the ground, pressed his hands on the ground, and looked at him with wide eyes. He looked like the husky raised by his third uncle. Lin Zhihui almost laughed, and pressed his shoulders slightly with his hands, looking up and down. Sweeping around, seeing the black mark on the ankle at a glance, he stretched out his hand and patted the stick figure who was twisting. A gray light flashed, and the black quickly faded and then disappeared.

Supporting the heavy body that fell forward with both hands, Lin Zhihui laid the unconscious Li Minglei flat on the ground. Fortunately, this Yuanxiang was the lowest-level ghost clan and was not very strong. Li Minglei was like Senior Sister Gao, just because Mentally exhausted and overtired, you can recover after a few days of rest, but there will be no sequelae.

Although there are cheats like the Linglong Tower, Lin Zhihui is an ordinary mortal in the world, he can't help but be shocked, full of arrogance, and accept that troublemaker as soon as he raises his hand, so he can only use the most stupid method. Once the evil spirits on everyone were eliminated, fortunately they just turned on the self-release mode, and they didn't have any offensive power. Otherwise, Lin Zhihui was really not sure whether he could deal with these dozens of people by himself.

While quickly knocking down the victims one by one, Lin Zhihui was looking for traces of the bronze medal to eliminate the evil spirit and treat the symptoms rather than the root cause. If he wanted to avoid future troubles forever, he must find the magic weapon that the dragon possessed. Only by finding its body can he Linglong Tower will be triggered.

Lin Zhihui moved very quickly, and soon he had knocked down most of the people, leaving only the middle-aged teacher standing in the corner, impassionedly starting to recite the Yellow River Ballad, and the floor that had been wiped until it was shiny and was still working hard. Two young teachers.

When he got closer, Lin Zhihui noticed that the middle-aged teacher was holding a green and black metal piece, and he was overjoyed. The person in front of him was thin and weak, and he looked like a typical old master. He wanted to get the blue and green metal from him. Bronze medal, it can be said to be a piece of cake.

When passing by the young teacher, he was still wiping the floor earnestly. Lin Zhihui glanced at it and saw the black marks on his drooping neck. .

Lin Zhihui didn't stop on his feet, he stepped to the side of the middle-aged man, took the bronze medal in one hand, looked from the head to the feet, and saw the black mark on the back of his hand at a glance.The Linglong Pagoda on the wrist was slightly hot, Lin Zhihui followed the same pattern, absorbing the trace of evil, helped the person to sit on the chair beside him, reached out his hand to catch the falling bronze medal.

A chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and Lin Zhihui didn't turn his head back. The moment he grabbed the bronze medal and rushed forward, there was the sound of tables and chairs overturning behind him. Looking back, he saw the young teacher who fell on the ground just now, shaking Standing up unsteadily, with an indescribably weird smile on his face, since he was exerting all his strength, he rushed towards him.

Seeing the darkness and the twinkling eyes, Lin Zhihui realized that something was wrong. In all likelihood, it was the dragon that had absorbed enough energy and detached itself from the magical weapon and attached itself to the opponent.

The speed of the other party was very fast, and before he hesitated for a moment, he had already come close, and stretched out his hands to grab his shoulder.

Lin Zhihui not only did not hide, but instead faced him. He stretched out his right hand with his palm facing outward and silently recited the mantra in his heart. Unfortunately, Linglong Tower did not react at all. Lin Zhihui was shocked and hurriedly backed away. Fortunately, his reflexes were extraordinary and he ducked out of the way. He launched an attack, but his arm was grabbed and he almost fell down.

"Damn, why is it like the Six Meridians Excalibur? It's still not effective at all times." Lin Zhihui shook his hands and muttered. Fortunately, although the young teacher under control looked very vigorous, his movements were obviously a little stiff and he didn't have a mind. No matter what, he kept rushing forward.

Lin Zhihui dodged from left to right, and led him to the place where several large wooden boxes were piled up. He intentionally made an opening and pretended to fall. The open box behind.

With a plop, the young teacher with a distorted face fell headlong into the wooden box, and his head hit the board of the box hard, making a muffled sound. Lin Zhihui couldn't help but shrink his shoulders when he heard it, and felt that the back of his head was numb. It's really solid, I guess it's time to hang it up.

The young teacher was struggling hard, as if he wanted to climb out. Lin Zhihui did not approach rashly, but stood on the spot, silently reciting long formulas in his heart, trying to inspire Linglong Pagoda to quickly put it away before causing more trouble. A troublemaker with lots of energy.

(End of this chapter)