So far, Shang Lin has seen quite a few non-human creatures, but weapon spirits are rare. If this short sword in front of him also forms a weapon spirit, this will be the third one. The first one was the spirit of the Dragon Spirit Tower, which he created himself.

At this moment, the puppet started gesturing again, but no one could understand it. Later, the puppet started writing on the ground. Meng Zhe hurriedly took out his phone and followed its gestures to write. It took him a while to finish writing. When he saw it, everyone was shocked.

On Meng Zhe's phone screen was the message: "Quickly find a way to get my body back. It'll be over if it's past twelve hours."

Meng Zhe subconsciously looked at Shang Lin, "This...is it really a soul-swapping technique? Since you know about it, you should know how to switch it back, right?"

Shang Lin shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know how to switch it back, and I don't think they switched souls. It's probably that this spirit took over Uncle's body unexpectedly. We just need to drive it out."

Meng Zhe was completely dumbfounded and subconsciously asked, "How do we get there?"

"I don't know either." But Shang Lin smiled slightly, "We can only try to talk to it using other artifact spirits."

Meng Zhe murmured, "Other artifact spirits? Are there any in my basement?"

Shang Lin really wanted to say, "How would I know? All these things in your house are weird, and even if I had them, I wouldn't dare use them. What if I accidentally made things worse?"

But when he opened his mouth, he said, "I have it."

After saying that, he flipped his wrist and a vermilion pen appeared in his hand. "Ah Chou, go and talk to that sword spirit. Don't do anything that will harm others or yourself. If it wants to appear in front of people openly, I can help you find a way."

Zhu Bi immediately transformed into the form of Ah Chou, and then quickly darted into Meng Fanyu's body, which was being firmly restrained by She Jinxing.

Meng Zhe stared at Shang Lin in disbelief for a long while before asking, "What is that? Is it... is it also a spirit of an artifact?"

"Um."

The sword spirit's malevolent aura must be very strong, almost on par with Ah Chou's. Now it remains to be seen whether they can reach an agreement. In any case, Shang Lin will avoid taking action himself if possible.

Moreover, I had heard of the Soul-Swapping Technique, but I had never seen it before, let alone actually tried it. In particular, there are many differences between the human world and the cultivation world, so I can't just do it recklessly.

While observing his "father" for any changes, Meng Zhe asked Shang Lin naively, "If these two spirits can't reach an agreement, won't they start fighting inside my father's body?"

The next second, two afterimages darted out of Meng Fanyu's body, and then a pen and a sword clashed together, making quite a loud clanging sound.

Shang Lin hurriedly said, "Don't fight here. This is the basement. What if you cause it to collapse? Besides, there are other things inside. Who will pay for the damage?"

The next second, Ah Chou and the sword spirit disappeared together. Shang Lin knew that Ah Chou had dragged the sword spirit into the Dragon Spirit Tower, while Meng Fanyu fainted at that moment.

Meng Zhe disregarded everything else and hurriedly reached out to support his father, "Dad, Dad..."

Shang Lin immediately advised, "Don't panic, help your uncle up first."

She Jinxing had been keeping Meng Fanyu under control all along, and he was even less likely to let him go now, so he and Meng Zhe carried him back to the bedroom, one on each side.

The fire in the stove hadn't gone out yet, but it was almost burned out. Shang Lin added some more coal to the stove. When they lived in the village before, they occasionally burned coal, but more often they burned dry tree branches and the like.

Meng Fanyu's body was taken over, and he was then led around in the cold by the sword spirit. He's probably on the verge of hypothermia, so we need to keep the room warm to help him recover quickly.

Meng Zhe carefully settled his father into bed, feeling that he was just as cold and aloof as he had been when he came out of the basement not long ago.

After adding coal, Shang Lin checked Meng Fanyu's pulse and channeled some spiritual energy into his body. Seeing that his complexion had improved, he fed him a pill.

Then he said to Meng Zhe, "Don't worry, Uncle just caught a bit of a chill, plus he's exhausted from fighting the sword spirit and controlling the puppets. He'll be fine after a couple of days of rest and good food and sleep."

As if to confirm Shang Lin's words, Meng Fanyu actually opened his eyes and asked excitedly upon seeing Meng Zhe, "Son, are you alright?"

Meng Zhe immediately laughed and said, "I've already called Shang Lin here, what could possibly be the matter?"

Meng Fanyu looked at Shang Lin with great gratitude and apology, "Thank you, I'm sorry to have troubled you again. Take anything you like from our basement."

Shang Lin smiled slightly, "Uncle, you're too kind. I'm glad you're alright. But how did you get into this state, Uncle?"

"Sigh!" Meng Fanyu sighed deeply. "Today I went to check the basement, and when I went down, I found it in a mess. The seals were all broken. I panicked and hurriedly resealed it. But before I knew it, the spirit of the artifact possessed my body. I didn't even know that sealed things could form spirits. So I was careless."

However, Shang Lin said, "Perhaps there was a spirit before, but it had been well-behaved after being sealed. It only appeared today when the seal was suddenly broken."

Meng Fanyu paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "That's probably a possibility. But anyway, thank you, I was just..."

Shang Lin hurriedly said, "The past is the past, Uncle, please don't hold a grudge anymore. Besides, I have already received your apology, and now you are giving me a gift, so the cause and effect can be considered completely resolved."

Actually, Shang Lin wanted to say something more: "Compared to the strange things in your basement, I would much rather have Meng Zhe join our Yuntai Sect. He has a very precious destiny, and his luck is sure to be off the charts."

Unfortunately, Shang Lin knew very well that Meng Fanyu would never agree to his suggestion. The Meng family had truly fallen on hard times, and they might still be hoping that Meng Zhe could turn things around.

Therefore, Shang Lin could only think about bringing Meng Zhe into the sect, as such things also require fate and cannot be forcibly taken.

Upon hearing Shang Lin's words, Meng Fanyu immediately changed the subject, "It's so late, you haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

If Meng Fanyu hadn't mentioned it, Shang Lin wouldn't have thought of it. But as soon as he did, he suddenly felt hungry. Looking at the time, well, it was almost midnight. Who wouldn't be hungry? So he laughed and said, "I am indeed hungry."

Meng Zhe immediately stood up and said, "I'll go cook dumplings right now; we haven't had dinner yet."

Well, this father and son are in an even worse situation. They probably only ate breakfast today, while Shang Lin ate breakfast and dinner. During the holidays, they ate two meals a day, but they are hungry now too.

As soon as Meng Zhe stepped out, Hu Tangdi called Shang Lin, asking, "Sect Leader, I've arrived. How is the situation?"

The sect leader even used a teleportation talisman, which shows how urgent the matter is. Only a few hours have passed?