In the dead of night, fearing he might frighten someone, Shang Lin hurriedly stepped out of the washroom and saw Meng Zhe.

Looking at Shang Lin's dry hands, Meng Zhe asked directly, "Why are you in the washroom so late?"

Shang Lin smiled slightly and asked instead of answering, "Why are you awake too?"

Meng Zhe looked into Shang Lin's eyes and said, "I'm here to see you."

"Looking for me?" Is this a clear indication of what's going on?

Sure enough, the next second Meng Zhe said, "You should be a little different from your classmates, but I'm not sure exactly how. I hope we can talk about it frankly."

Since things had come to this, Shang Lin didn't answer Meng Zhe's question, but instead asked, "That's what I wanted to say too, so why don't you be more honest first?"

Meng Zhe frowned slightly as he looked at Shang Lin. "I can be honest, but I'm afraid I'll scare you. Besides, the bathroom is too cold, and I'm more worried that you'll catch a cold."

Shang Lin smiled, "Shall we go back to the dorm?"

"good."

When Shang Lin and Meng Zhe returned, Su Jinghang was sleeping very soundly. He was probably frightened by Lin's father's appearance at the hospital today and desperately needed rest.

Meng Zhe pulled Shang Lin directly to his bunk and thoughtfully lifted the blanket to cover his legs, as if he wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk.

Shang Lin felt cold in the washroom because the doors and windows were open, and Ji Xiaoyao was a natural refrigerator, but the dormitory room had its windows and doors closed, so it wasn't cold at all.

However, Shang Lin did not refuse Meng Zhe's kindness and waited patiently for him to speak first.

Meng Zhe tucked Shang Lin in, looked at him again, and then whispered, "Actually, it's nothing. Our family is a lineage of Taoist priests. Our ancestors were said to be quite powerful, but after the dynastic changes, wars, and the rapid advancements in modern technology, we've long since declined. However, bloodlines are a strange thing. Even though we no longer practice Taoism, family members can still see some unusual things. Last Thursday night, I saw that you might be in danger, so I rushed downstairs, and then..."

Meng Zhe got out of bed again to check on Su Jinghang, and only after confirming that he was still asleep did he return and continue to speak in a low voice: "I know I am being controlled, but I am not powerful enough to break free. I also vaguely felt what happened during that time. When I went home on Friday, my father saw me and said that I had attracted something evil. He asked me how I dealt with it, and I told him the truth."

Shang Lin smiled. "So Uncle came to see me?"

Shang Lin wasn't surprised that there were some powerful families living in seclusion in the human world; even the cultivation world had them. He just didn't expect to meet one so soon, especially since they were classmates.

To be honest, Shang Lin is well aware of his own limitations and doesn't really want to associate with these people. It's not that he thinks people are inherently bad or that he'll be taken advantage of, it's just...

His own physique was already quite special, and being with someone like Meng Zhe would only attract more strange beings. He only wanted to study, make money, and cultivate, not to slay demons or monsters, as he didn't have the strength for it.

However, when his father was mentioned, Meng Zhe's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, though it was not apparent due to the dim lighting. He simply said, "He was worried about me and insisted on coming."

Shang Lin said understandingly, "Of course, who wouldn't worry about their child? It wouldn't make sense if they didn't come." Especially since it was such a strange and dangerous matter.

Meng Zhe looked at Shang Lin seriously again, "Now it's your turn to be honest."

This kid is really persistent, but Shang Lin wouldn't break his word in front of a child. However, in order not to scare him, he still said carefully, "My situation is a bit complicated. Maybe because of my poor health, I am more likely to attract unclean things."

Meng Zhe was no stranger to this situation, but, "How do you always get rid of them? Or rather, how do you survive? Few of these filthy things are kind."

"Maybe I'm just lucky; I haven't encountered anything dangerous." I really can't say that, since time travel is even less reliable than seeing something evil.

However, Meng Zhe did not believe Shang Lin's words at all. But since it might involve some of the techniques that Shang Lin knew, he, as an outsider, could not ask. So he said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Okay." I'll have to tell everyone not to appear in front of Meng Zhe, at least not when he's awake.

Ji Xiaoyao returned late at night, and Shang Lin still had to go to the washroom, but this time he wore two layers of clothing.

As Ji Xiaoyao watched Shang Lin put on one layer after another, he subconsciously moved a little further away from him. "That person must have been bitten by a zombie. As for whether the zombie is human or animal, I can't tell because his wound has been disinfected and bandaged, and his breath is very faint. But one thing is certain: he is not awake because of the zombie poison."

"...This little place really has everything!" After marveling at it, Shang Lin continued, "You go back first, I'll go take a look tomorrow."

Ji Xiaoyao didn't disappear immediately but instead asked, "That child seems quite flustered. Is the sect leader planning to help him?"

"Detoxification is not difficult, but I have no medicine, nor any alchemy equipment. It's like a skilled cook trying to cook without rice!" In fact, this is only the first step; a place for alchemy is also needed.

In his previous life, Shang Lin had never faced such a predicament. Now that he had experienced it deeply, he felt that things couldn't get any worse. He really didn't know if his transmigration was another kind of tribulation.

Ji Xiaoyao looked at Shang Lin for a while before saying, "We can go to a Chinese medicine shop to look for medicinal herbs, and I can find some alchemy equipment."

"That's hard to find, let's forget about it for now. But are there any Chinese medicine shops in the county?" There are quite a few pharmacies, and the storefronts are very nicely decorated, but I couldn't find any Chinese medicine shops.

"I'll go find it right now."

Be careful.

"Um."

The next morning, Shang Lin took leave, worried that the distraught Lin Shengqi would be transferred to another hospital. Su Jinghang and Meng Zhe looked at each other in bewilderment when they found out.

Su Jinghang spoke first, "Why did Shang Lin leave? He didn't even tell us where he went!"

Meng Zhe replied with a somber expression, "I don't know either."

Although she said that, Meng Zhe had a vague feeling that Shang Lin might have gone to the hospital to see Lin Shengqi. That guy, what about being honest? Where is the honesty?

But when Meng Zhe thought about how he hadn't been completely honest with Shang Lin, he felt discouraged again.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Su Jinghang's mind, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you think he might have gone to see Lin Shengqi?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately denied it, saying, "That shouldn't be the case. Going there after school at noon would be the same. Why ask for leave? Skipping class now... well, he's such a good student, it doesn't matter if he skips class."

Meng Zhe looked at Su Jinghang with some helplessness and muttered to himself, "You're quite good at talking to yourself."

But then he said, "Okay, stop guessing. They don't have classes, so we need to take good notes."

Su Jinghang immediately gave an OK sign.