The journey from the 20th floor to the 18th floor was quick, taking only a few words between the three. However, as soon as the elevator doors opened, a wave of heat seemed to hit them, almost knocking Mo Ce and Han Ze over.

Only Shang Lin stood steadily at the elevator entrance, a golden light flashing in his eyes, and stepped out of the elevator. Because it was a two-unit-per-floor design, the space outside the elevator was not very large, and there was a corridor that could accommodate two people walking side by side.

The corridor was relatively long because it connected to the stairs. Shang Lin stepped out of the elevator, turned around, and headed straight for the stairs. Mo Ce and Han Ze looked at each other and then followed.

In buildings with elevators, the staircases are rarely used and are often considered dead corners in the building. Of course, these dead corners are also dead corners of dust, and they may not be cleaned even once a year.

So as soon as Shang Lin pushed open the door to the stairwell, he smelled a dusty odor. He subconsciously took out a mask and put it on, then walked step by step to the platform on the seventeenth and a half floor.

A little boy was huddled in a corner of the platform, looking timidly at Shang Lin, who was walking towards him step by step, and then at the two men behind him.

The two men weren't scary, but this person was terrifying. His small body began to tremble uncontrollably. "I...no...please...please don't hit me."

Shang Lin reached out to the little boy, "Come with me, I can grant you one wish."

The little boy looked at Shang Lin in disbelief, "You...aren't going to hit me?"

"Why would I hit you? You're just trapped here and can't leave. I can not only take you away, but also grant you one wish. Isn't that good?"

Mo Ce and Han Ze felt their hair stand on end as they watched Shang Lin talk to the air in the corner, but their curiosity kept them standing motionless behind Shang Lin, which was extremely contradictory.

But if they were standing opposite Shang Lin at this moment, they would find that he is now like a god statue, devoid of joy or sorrow, coldly observing the world, with only occasional golden light flashing in his eyes, as if the statue has come to life.

The little boy seemed to be bewitched by Shang Lin's eyes. He slowly stood up, reached out his hand towards him, and just before touching him, asked, "Can I trust you?"

Shang Lin curled the corner of his lips. "Of course, and you have no other choice."

The little boy's hand, which was about to step forward, stopped abruptly, but Shang Lin reached out and grabbed it. The next second, he disappeared from the spot, and the surrounding temperature seemed to return to normal.

Seeing that Shang Lin remained silent and just stood there quietly, Mo Ce stammered, "W-how is it?"

Shang Lin closed his eyes briefly, seemingly suppressing the "monster" within him. He immediately turned around, smiled at Mo Ce, and said, "It's nothing, just a bound spirit. Let's go."

"What?!" Mo Ce felt his brain was a little slow to react. "Where is it?"

As Shang Lin walked towards the eighteenth floor, he replied, "Of course we'll take it. Otherwise, leaving it here isn't a solution, and problems will arise if it stays here for too long."

Moreover, compared to other outcasts, Shang Lin felt that he was more like an outcast among outcasts. The original Shang Lin, him, and an unknown creature, the three of them seemed to be nested like a nested doll.

However, he had already taken over the body of the original Shang Lin, and the unknown creature was gradually taking over his soul. If he didn't encounter any aliens, it would be fine, but once he did, it would become restless and even more "enthusiastic" than he was.

Unfortunately, Yuan Shanglin has a constitution that makes it particularly easy for him to attract other people. If this continues, it will create a vicious cycle. Will his own soul be completely invaded one day, just like Yuan Shanglin's?

Although Old Man Chai knew that his junior sister was not human, he didn't know what kind of demon she was. Could someone in his former sect know? Should he "walk into a trap" and find out?

Han Ze hurriedly caught up with Shang Lin, "I didn't see you do anything just now, so why did you accept it? Shouldn't you at least throw out a few talismans or something, like when we went to the Northwest?"

Shang Lin smiled helplessly, "Everything has its strengths and weaknesses, and isn't the best way to solve a problem to subdue the enemy without fighting? Why should I waste talismans?" They're very expensive, okay?

The elevator hadn't arrived yet, so Shang Lin continued, "I have to go home after I return the things. Are you staying or coming with me?"

Mo Ce hurriedly said, "I'll take you back. Han Ze is back now, so just wait until the holiday is over before going back."

Shang Lin suddenly took out a red string, quickly braided it into a bracelet, and handed it to Han Ze, saying, "Take this back and put it on the baby; it will help keep him... healthy."

Shang Lin wanted to say, "The soul is stable," but considering how acceptable such a thing would be to ordinary people, he decided to put it more tactfully.

"Thank you." Han Ze hurriedly took it, but asked, "Are you in such a hurry to go back? Is something urgent? It's not easy for you to come to the provincial capital. I didn't just say I'd take you guys sightseeing."

Shang Lin laughed again, "I know, but I'm still a high school student. I have winter break homework to do. What will I do if I can't hand it in when school starts?"

Han Ze immediately gave in, "Okay, I forgot."

Mo Ce asked, "Isn't your younger brother a top student? Didn't he finish his homework before the New Year?"

"I'm in a rush!" Shang Lin said frankly, "But I have a lot of homework and a lot of other things to do, so... I still have to squeeze in time to write."

So what could Han Ze and Mo Ce say?

However, Shang Lin said to Mo Ce, "If Brother Mo is not in a hurry to go back, I can go back alone."

"No." Mo Ce refused in an instant. "I'm the one who brought you out here. How can I not send you back? Besides, my home is far away, and I'm used to not going home for the New Year, so whether it's a holiday or not doesn't matter to me."

Shang Lin couldn't help but sigh silently, "It's true that loyalty and filial piety are hard to balance since ancient times!" No wonder Mo Ce said that girlfriends are hard to find. They are hard to find, aren't they? The time two people spend together in a year is probably more than a handful.

Han Ze secretly sent a message to his sister: Your son's matter has been resolved, hurry up and prepare a red envelope.

The older sister replied instantly: Really?!

Han Ze: I'm your own brother, would I lie to you?

Sister: How much should we prepare?

Han Ze wanted to say, "I don't know either?" But after thinking for a moment, he replied: "Ask your mother, she probably knows."

Sister: OK

Shang Lin and the other two quickly returned to Han Ze's house. He didn't want to go upstairs again and wanted to leave directly with Mo Ce, but Mo Ce said, "You should at least say goodbye to your uncle and aunt before you leave."

Han Ze also chimed in, "Yes, yes, and you should also take some food and drinks, so you won't be bored on the road, or have to endure thirst and hunger. It's the Lunar New Year, and there probably won't be much food at the service areas."

What could Shang Lin say? He could only follow Han Ze to his house again.