Returning from cultivating immortality, the top scorer in the college entrance examination goes bers

The hospital corridors were bustling with people, and the pungent smell of disinfectant made one's nose sting.

Uncle He's face was as sallow as an orange peel that had been sitting out for half a month.

Leaning against the cold wall, he bent over and coughed so hard it felt like his lungs were being torn apart.

"Cough cough cough... Jingchen, this is incredibly strange."

He finally caught his breath, panting like a broken bellows.

His eyes darted around, his face still showing signs of lingering shock.

He glanced around, then leaned closer and lowered his voice.

He was trembling all over, as if afraid that something would hear him.

"Recently, one strange thing after another has happened at our construction site."

"In the middle of the night, I always see several paper figures floating in the sky."

"It sways back and forth like it has wings, it's terrifying."

Lu Jingchen's brows furrowed instantly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Uncle He's voice trembled even more, and his teeth were chattering.

"I and a few of my coworkers witnessed it on the spot, and we were all terrified."

"As a result, all of us fell ill that very night."

"Everyone's been saying privately that they've run into something unclean."

"I've felt incredibly weak these past few days, like my soul has been pulled out of my body."

He clutched his chest and gasped for breath.

His face was full of pain, and he couldn't even straighten his back.

"I've been having the same thing these past few days; even breathing is difficult."

"I felt like I was about to stop breathing, and I only came to the hospital because I couldn't take it anymore."

"After all the tests, they couldn't find anything wrong."

Lu Jingchen's gaze was fixed on his brows.

That thick, impenetrable black aura was seeping into the internal organs along the meridians.

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he instantly understood everything.

"So that's how it is."

He took a step forward and reached out to support Uncle He, who was about to lose his balance.

His tone was serious, with not a hint of joking.

"Uncle He, let's find a secluded place first."

"Your vital energy has been drained by something unclean, and evil energy has seeped into your bones."

"The hospital's equipment can't detect it, and it's completely incurable."

Uncle He's eyes widened instantly, his face filled with astonishment.

"Dirty stuff? Absorbing yang energy?"

"Jingchen, you... are you telling the truth?"

Lu Jingchen nodded, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

"Come with me."

A few minutes later, the two went into the restroom of a nearby McDonald's.

Lu Jingchen twisted the door shut with his other hand, locking it completely.

In the cramped space, only the exhaust fan hummed.

Uncle He was tense all over, his palms sweating profusely with nervousness.

"Jingchen, what... what are you trying to do?"

"Don't joke with me, my heart can't take it."

Lu Jingchen's expression was solemn, and his voice was very deep.

"Close your eyes and stand still."

Trust me, I'll make sure you're alright.

Although Uncle He was feeling uneasy, he obediently closed his eyes.

His body trembled slightly uncontrollably, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Lu Jingchen raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together to form a standard sword finger gesture.

He muttered a low shout: "Gather!"

A faint golden light instantly appeared at the fingertips.

It may look unremarkable, but it carries a pure and righteous spirit.

He raised his hand, and with swift, precise strokes, he aimed for Uncle He's brow.

At the same time, he shouted sternly, "Evil spirits, come out!"

The moment his fingertips touched his brow, Uncle He shuddered violently.

I felt like I'd been electrocuted; I almost jumped up.

Immediately afterwards, a thick, black fog appeared.

It emitted a piercing shriek, as if it were a living creature.

It suddenly sprang out from between Uncle He's eyebrows.

Black smoke swirled wildly in the cramped bathroom.

Like headless flies, they desperately tried to find a place to escape.

Lu Jingchen snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"Trying to run? No way!"

He suddenly spread his five fingers, and a powerful suction force instantly arose from his palm.

The frantically fleeing mass of black energy was forcibly pulled back.

In the blink of an eye, it was sucked into his palm and shrunk into a tiny ball.

Lu Jingchen clenched his fist tightly and shouted in a deep voice, "Disperse!"

It made a muffled thud, like popping a balloon.

The black energy in his palm vanished without a trace in an instant.

Not even a trace of evil remained.

He let go and patted the corner of his clothes.

"Okay, it's alright now."

Uncle He slowly opened his eyes, and was stunned for two seconds.

He then took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly lit up.

Lu Jingchen looked at him and spoke with a smile.

"Uncle He, do you feel much more comfortable?"

Uncle He twisted his waist and then stretched his chest.

The tightness in my chest that had been pressing on my chest was completely gone.

My throat, which had been coughing for several days, feels incredibly refreshed.

He was overjoyed instantly, and the sickly look on his face vanished.

"Wow! That's incredible! That's amazing!"

"I'm completely healed! My chest tightness is gone, and I'm not short of breath anymore!"

"That feeling of utter exhaustion and weakness is completely gone!"

Lu Jingchen smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"That's good."

"Take good care of yourself these next few days; you need to slowly replenish your depleted yang energy."

"Don't stay up late, and don't wander around that construction site anymore."

Uncle He nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

"Okay! Okay! I'll do whatever you say!"

"Jingchen, thank you so much for today!"

"You practically saved my life!"

He suddenly realized what was happening and stared intently at Lu Jingchen's hand.

His face was full of confusion and shock; his CPU was almost burnt out.

"That's not right, Jingchen."

"Why were your fingers glowing just now? And what about that black mist...?"

"Where did you learn your exorcism skills?"

Lu Jingchen's eyes flickered, and he casually came up with a plausible excuse.

"When I went out before, I learned a few tricks from an old Taoist priest who was traveling around."

"I never expected it would come in handy today."

As he spoke, he reached out and pushed open the bathroom door.

I changed the subject to avoid giving myself away.

"Uncle He, the smell in here is too strong. Let's go outside and talk."

Uncle He then realized what was happening and scratched his head.

"Oh right! Right! Let's talk about it outside, let's talk about it outside!"

"I almost forgot about that."

The two had just stepped out of the McDonald's gates and were standing on the street.

A sudden, urgent cell phone ringtone sounded.

The ringing was so loud it was unsettling.

Uncle He quickly took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID.

As soon as I answered the phone, I heard my coworker shouting in a panic on the other end.

His face changed drastically instantly, turning deathly pale.

"What did you say?!"

His voice was trembling, and he almost dropped his phone.

"Okay, okay! I'm coming right now! Whatever you do, don't touch him!"

He hurriedly hung up the phone and looked at Lu Jingchen.

His lips trembled, and he could barely speak.

"Jingchen, something terrible has happened!"

"Old Li from the construction site just called to say my nephew had an accident there!"

"He was found unconscious in the toilet, his face as black as charcoal!"

Lu Jingchen's brows furrowed instantly.

"Your face is dark?"

Uncle He was completely panicked and at a loss.

She grabbed Lu Jingchen's arm as if it were a lifeline.

"Jingchen, do you think... do you think my nephew might also be...?"

"Was it because that filthy thing possessed him, and evil energy entered his body that he fainted?"

"What are we going to do?! What are we going to do?!"

Lu Jingchen's gaze instantly sharpened.

The tone was certain, leaving no room for ambiguity.

"Nine times out of ten, it's the same thing causing all this trouble."

Uncle He's face turned even paler, and he could barely stand.

Lu Jingchen reached out to help him up and spoke immediately.

"Uncle He, don't panic, panicking won't help."

His eyes were firm, and his tone was so calm and reassuring.

"Why don't you take me to the construction site?"

"I'll go and see what's causing this."

Uncle He was instantly relieved, his eyes lighting up.

"Great! Great! That's wonderful!"

"You've really gone to so much trouble, Jingchen! I don't know how to thank you enough!"

As he spoke, he immediately rushed to the roadside and waved his hand vigorously to stop the car.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Taxi! Over here!"

Lu Jingchen stood still, gazing towards the distant outskirts of the city.

His eyes were icy cold, with a hidden murderous aura surging within them.

He thought coldly to himself:

A paper figure flew into the sky in the middle of the night, and the workers' yang energy was collectively drained.

It seems there's a rather monstrous thing buried beneath this construction site.

I'm determined to handle this.