The two returned to Qin Shuang's room, which was blocked by the two before, so no one went in.

There is still an ominous power in the mirror, which shows that the monster is still healing in this mirror. It seems that no one has met the conditions for summoning, and she cannot move freely in the mirror.

In this way, as long as they know enough about absurd species, they are actually not powerful. Unfortunately, there are still a few absurd species with known characteristics.

Zheng Jing took the painting from Jing Du's hand, walked into the dormitory carefully, and watched the mirror lit the candle.

After all the conditions were met, the energy in the mirror began to stir up. However, this time the monster did not appear. It seemed that she was afraid of Jing Du.

But Zheng Jing did not expect her to fall into the trap herself. He took off the glass frame on the antique painting and then placed the painting directly on the flames of the candle and roasted it.

"Come out and fight with us, or your body is burned, you can choose it yourself." Zheng Jing said with a close eye on the mirror.

The oil painting was roasted and radiated an unpleasant smell. The mirror began to fluctuate like the water surface. With a harsh scream, a woman without eye sockets rushed out of the mirror.

"Sure enough, this is your life."

Her finger pointed at Zheng Jing's eyes. This time she stopped moving slowly, and she wanted to kill Zheng Jing directly!

However, Zheng Jing did not even frown, but just took a step back. He knew that Jing Du, who was outside the door, would not let him get into trouble.

Sure enough, a wisp of flame appeared from nothingness and directly wrapped the ghost around it. This time the flame was much hotter than last time, and there was no chance of giving the monster a chance to resist, so it directly burned it to ashes.

At the same time, a new picture appeared on the oil painting in Zheng Jing's arms. The originally empty mirror showed the figure of the woman, with pale face and dry eyes, which was the previous ghost of painting!

It is worth mentioning that there is also a hidden energy atmosphere on this painting. Although the ghost of the painting has been burned, it seems that the painting is still alive, and she is not dead yet.

"If you burn this painting again, it should be completely over." Zheng Jing pointed to the painting and said to Jing Du.

Needless to Zheng Jing said, Jing Du could do it, and antique oil paintings burned directly, and with the unpleasant smell, they turned into a pile of ashes.

After confirming that there was indeed no remnant of negative energy with the keen eye, Zheng Jing suddenly collapsed on the ground, facing monsters like Huagui twice without any resistance, which put too much pressure on him.

He didn't feel much nervous yet. Once he relaxed, Zheng Jing felt that he was about to fall apart.

"You performed well this time, and you are indeed very talented in this industry. You are very excited when performing tasks. You are just two people like you."

Jing Du took out a straw from the collar of his coat, took a sip of water, and then said to Zheng Jing.

It turned out that the bloated coat was filled with water, and he really liked to drink water... No, this should be related to the cost of his ability.

When Zheng Jing faced the ghost, his emotions that should have been nervous, fear, and other emotions were all weakened to the point where he could not detect them. He had only one idea in his mind, that is, to deal with this monster.

But after dealing with the monster, all kinds of emotions surged into his mind, making him feel very complicated.

He leaned against the wall of the corridor, sat on the ground, shook his head and said, "No, it's not good. If I had noticed that painting earlier, Qin Shuang might not have died."

This is the first time Zheng Jing has seen someone die because of his own mistake in judgment. This feels very bad. He didn't think so much when performing the task, but at the end of the task, he blamed himself in his heart.

Qin Shuang and Zheng Jing's younger brother are of the same age. I heard that they are very good at studying and are a child with a bright future. Such a child died tragically in front of Zheng Jing...

Jing Du patted Zheng Jing on the shoulder and said, "I understand your mood. Many demon hunters have encountered your current situation, and I have nothing to say about this.

As long as you remember, in this industry, we cannot save everyone, and we may not even save ourselves. As long as we try our best, there is nothing to blame. If you take all the responsibilities on your shoulders, you will eventually collapse."

Jing Du took out a phone call and notified the assistants and sweepers to come here to handle the follow-up matters. The work of the night watchman has been completed, and the aftermath is someone else's work.

...

"Have all the antiques collected from Principal Cen arrived?"

In a warehouse, Monica, who was hot-shaped, was walking around, directing her subordinates to deal with the same batch of antiques as the oil painting.

It is said to be antiques, but these are actually just the property of a collector. This collector is famous for most of the fakes they collect.

The collector's son owed a large amount of foreign debt, and the collector had to sell his collections. Most of his collections were fakes, and people in the circle were unwilling to buy them.

In the end, Principal Cen bought all these things with public funds at a low price.

The collector once warned Principal Cen that although some of the items were not genuine, it was best to keep them in the box well. Obviously, Principal Cen thought that the guy was just an alarmist statement.

In this way, this large number of old antiques were taken back by Principal Cen. Some of them were not of good quality and were used to decorate the campus and add to the school's background. He collected the best batch himself.

Of course, he could not keep the collection himself, and all of them were moved to this warehouse by the helpers.

Now the assistants and sweepers are testing these antiques one by one, and as long as the energy contained in them exceeds the standard, they will be destroyed.

"Sister, this should be the box containing dangerous items on the list." A sweeper in a black suit held a box in front of Momika.

"You sham, when did you get so energetic and move such a big thing here by yourself?" Monica said with a blank look at the sweeper.

The cleaner chuckled twice and said, "It's not that I'm so strong, but that the box is very light."

“Very light?”

Monica had a bad premonition and pried open the lock of the box, and it turned out that there was nothing in the box.

"There are five other collections on the list. Where are those things?" Monica said with her eyebrows raised and she said sternly.

"Principal Cen said that there is only this in his place." The cleaner checked it again and said in a weak voice.

"Okay, you guys keep working."

Monica walked out of the warehouse solemnly, found Ding Mingguang, and said solemnly: "Captain Ding, there are five suspected antiques that are boarding monsters that are not included in the statistics. They should have been hidden by Principal Cen and asked the night watchman to go out."
Chapter completed!