Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 60
This time the plan went quite smoothly. Lin Zhihui quickly recited the mantra silently, and a faint light began to appear on his wrist. This was the precursor to the activation of the Linglong Tower. As the imprint on his wrist became hotter and hotter, Teng Yu seemed to feel the threat. The young man The teacher's struggle in the wooden box also gradually weakened, and wisps of smoky black air escaped from his body, writhing like tentacles.

Lin Zhihui hastened to speed up his speech again to avoid being escaped by this cunning guy. If he escaped from sight and ran outside, the entire Xihai College would be disturbed and turned upside down.

At this critical moment, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor. Lin Zhihui frowned. Hearing the sound, there were five or six people, and the target seemed to be the repair room. The moving black air seems to be inspired, and it spins up and entangles with each other rapidly, and may come out at any time.

"Hey, what's going on?" There was a slight pause in footsteps. Several people in work clothes pushed a large box and appeared at the door. The leader, a bearded man who looked familiar, poked his head in and looked at the scene in surprise. A messy restoration room.

Hearing the sound, Lin Zhihui's heart sank, and he saw that the black air gathering in one place in midair stagnated slightly, then suddenly flashed, shot out like lightning, and fell into the middle of several people in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the black shadow was too fast, even with Lin Zhihui's eyesight, he couldn't keep up with its movements, let alone tell which person was hit.

Moving their eyes upwards, their eyes met, and both of them saw the same meaning in each other's eyes: "Why is it you again?"

At this time, when they noticed the strange shape of the house, several people crowded at the door curiously, and looked inside. Lin Zhihui put down his outstretched arms as if nothing had happened, and looked at the people at the door calmly, his eyes sweeping over their faces. However, when he saw Wang Li, his pupils involuntarily shrank slightly.

"What's the matter, gas poisoning?" The bearded man took a few steps forward, looked suspiciously at the scattered people lying on the ground, sniffed vigorously with his nose, but there was no strange smell.

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

The bearded man came over to help lift the man out of the box, and he sat on the ground with his support. Lin Zhihui checked it hastily. Fortunately, except for the messy hair and missing glasses, there was no trauma.

"Who knows what's wrong." Lin Zhihui pretended to be annoyed, straightened up and patted the dirt on his body, and complained to the bearded man: "When I came in, I saw everyone lying on the ground, this guy is here again Jumping and jumping, I didn't know what to do, and he fell into the box by himself."

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

Lin Zhihui couldn't help shrinking his neck when he heard the words Assistant Professor Cui. He had heard from Li Minglei that this man was a well-known cold-faced judge in the Department of Archeology. Typical if you dare to run, I dare to act. Thinking back to the way he lay on the ground and wiped the floor until it was shiny, the corners of Lin Zhihui’s mouth twitched. It is said that Senior Sister Gao returned his brainless fans. If I saw that scene, I don’t know How would you react.

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

"You guys came just in time. Let's see how they are doing. I'll call an ambulance." Lin Zhihui took out his mobile phone while talking, thinking how to delay the time, trying to find a way to determine which one was possessed.

"Wait a minute." The bearded man reached out to stop Lin Zhihui, and said with a serious face: "It's best not to let outsiders know about this kind of thing." He pointed to Professor Cui, who was unknown, "I think he just passed out , let’s inform the leaders of the college first, and wait for someone to come.” Then, he waved to the few people crowded at the door: “What are you doing in a daze, why don’t you go help and see if anyone is injured!”

After the boss spoke, several people walked in. Wang Li was the last in line. He glanced at Lin Zhihui and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What are you looking at? Just ask him. It must be his fault."

"Go, what do you know, don't talk nonsense." The bearded man pushed him, looked around the room, and recited a few words of Amitabha. In front of him, he blinked his eyes and lowered his voice: "You don't know? This place is not clean, and strange things often happen, either ghosts screaming in the middle of the night or things break for no reason. I even asked someone to do a few rituals a while ago."

Lin Zhihui showed a look of surprise cooperatively, with a terrified expression, looked at the bearded man, and said with a dry smile: "How come, it's sunny and bright, what the hell, it's all feudal superstition."

The bearded man looked like someone who came here, patted Lin Zhihui on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "You are still young, and you have seen too little, but there is nothing you can do. It is said that you are doing research, and you are digging graves or digging graves all day long. They are all funerary objects dug out of the graves, and there will inevitably be problems after a long time." As he spoke, he began to talk about a few strange stories that were said to have happened here, with a vivid appearance, as if he had experienced it himself. Usually, Lin Zhihui listened perfunctorily, looked at Dayouzi calmly, and then looked at the people walking around in the room, trying to find some clues.

I don't know if that guy was startled, he kept lurking, and Linglong Tower couldn't even feel its breath. Except for the overly talkative bearded man and Wang Li with a gloomy face, the other four workers behaved normally. , can't see any difference.

According to the information given by the Linglong Pagoda, low-level ghosts must parasitize in magical artifacts or living beings, and cannot be exposed to the sun or the air of the human world for a long time. Now that the sun is still high outside, Lin Zhihui can be sure. Yu didn't leave and run away.

The bearded man has already started to call the hospital leaders he is familiar with. It won't be long before many people will arrive. At that time, the situation will become more and more out of control. If he can't catch the scorpion before then, it will just create some chaos, or If you are attached to someone, you can easily leave.

This is not possible, we must find a way to confirm where it is, Lin Zhihui looked at the confirmation, and the people who came over, the corners of their mouths were slightly pursed, thinking about countermeasures quickly in their minds.

(End of this chapter)