At this moment, a wooden puppet was standing by the door of the main room of Meng Zhe's house. Shang Lin had seen this puppet in his dream before, but at that time his name was written in front of the puppet. However, this was the first time he had seen it in reality, and there was no one else's name in front of it.
However, Shang Lin immediately realized that the puppet was self-aware, or rather, it was alive, and that it was either waiting for them or trying to stop them from standing at the door.
Shang Lin stopped in his tracks and asked tentatively, "Where is Meng Fanyu?" He didn't dare ask Meng Zhe, for fear of causing him trouble, after all, their family's basement was a very extravagant place.
The puppet immediately moved, probably wanting to walk in front of Shang Lin, but it seemed unable to stand and walk, so it could only wave its arms and gesture. However, apart from the sound of wood colliding with each other during the gestures, there was no other sound.
Shang Lin stared at it for a while but still couldn't understand what it was trying to say, so he asked She Jinxing, "Did you understand?"
She Jinxing shook his head slightly, "I don't understand it either."
“Alright.” Shang Lin said directly to She Jinxing, “You keep an eye on it, I’m going to find Meng Zhe.”
She Jinxing was worried and wanted to grab the puppet and go with Shang Lin, but the other party had already darted away. She Jinxing was stunned. The improvement in cultivation level really makes a difference!
Shang Lin turned on the flashlight on his phone and stood at the entrance to Meng Zhe's basement. He had been here before and knew the way well, but the atmosphere in the basement had clearly changed, become...
A restless energy simmers, as if something is about to break free of its cage and surge forth. Could it be that what's sealed in the Meng family's basement can no longer be contained? And so, the chaos is here—is it?
When Meng Zhe said he was here, was he dragged down, or did he come down voluntarily?
Shang Lin didn't rush down. Instead, he called Meng Zhe. If Meng Zhe was still down there, he could call him up. He didn't want to risk his life, since there were a lot of strange things in the basement.
However, Meng Zhe's call went unanswered three times in a row. It was unclear whether the signal was being interfered with or blocked. Regardless of the reason, Shang Lin had to go down and investigate, even if she didn't want to.
At this moment, She Jinxing walked over carrying the wooden puppet that he had bound tightly, and hurriedly pulled Shang Lin's foot that was about to step down, "Sect Master, if you are going down, you should be prepared, at least put on your robes." How could you be so careless?
Shang Lin paused, "Yes, look at me, I'm getting carried away by my concern!"
After putting their phones away, Shang Lin began to arm themselves, and even She Jinxing was no exception. Then they went down the stairs one step at a time, and as soon as their feet touched the ground, they saw a small coffin.
Shang Lin was immediately taken aback. When he came before, this small coffin wasn't here, and at that time it was surrounded by yellow talismans and red ropes. Looking into the basement...
It was like a bottomless black hole, seemingly impenetrable even by the light of a flashlight, and the contents inside were nowhere to be found. Clearly, this was no longer the basement it had been.
The small coffin was about half a meter long and looked like it was made from a single piece of wood. It was as black as ink, but there were red patterns on the lid. Even the well-informed Shang Lin didn't know what they were.
It might be some kind of local human magic or incantation, probably used to seal something inside the coffin. Shang Lin tentatively walked around it and went inside, but the coffin lid slowly opened...
She Jinxing hurriedly stood in front of Shang Lin, who could only tilt his head to look. After the coffin lid was opened, there was a bone with one end polished. With the naked eye, Shang Lin could not tell what kind of bone it was, let alone whether it was human or animal.
However, She Jinxing said, "These are animal bones, used by the ancients for witchcraft."
Shang Lin immediately looked at She Jinxing, "You know?"
"Yes, I witnessed it many years ago. It's a ruthless method of killing without leaving a trace. You use this animal bone with a spell and throw it at the person you want to harm. If it hits, the person will die from an illness, a normal death from an unknown cause. If you use human bones, the effect will be even stronger."
Shang Lin was taken aback. "So powerful?! I know quite a few things, but I've never really studied witchcraft. But this thing was clearly sealed when I came here before. How come it's broken and waiting for us here? Is it going to cast a curse on us too?"
"Not necessarily. Although I've never been to this basement before, I can clearly feel that the energy here is completely chaotic. I'm afraid that everything that was sealed before has broken free. Some of them may have escaped, just like that embroidered shoe. Meng Fanyu either went after those things, or he's probably in grave danger."
"Oh my god, don't scare me like that. What if something really happens to Meng Fanyu? What will happen to Meng Zhe? He's still a minor." Shang Lin hurriedly took out the array flags, sealed the small coffin, and then quickly walked inside.
She Jinxing threw the puppet, which he had bound tightly, into the trapping formation. As a result, they encountered one obstacle after another, as if the things sealed in the basement were waiting for them.
That's fine, anyway, Shang Lin didn't encounter any danger when sealing it again, it was just a waste of time and equipment. But, but, but, where is Meng Zhe?
As for whether Meng Zhe had deceived him, Shang Lin had no doubt. After all, how could an ordinary person covet his flesh and blood? Besides, he might not even know.
If Meng Zhe were bewitched by evil spirits or something, given his noble birth, the chances of him succeeding would be almost zero. That's precisely why Shang Lin was so anxious.
She Jinxing could clearly sense that Shang Lin's breathing was unstable, and hurriedly asked, "Sect Master, what's wrong? Are you exhausted from sealing those things, or are you injured? Why is your breathing so disordered?"
"No." Upon hearing She Jinxing's voice, Shang Lin seemed to snap back to reality, and his breathing gradually stabilized. "It's probably because my cultivation level suddenly increased by three levels, and I haven't been able to consolidate it yet, so I'm easily affected by emotional fluctuations."
She Jinxing immediately understood, "Is the sect leader worried about Meng Zhe?"
Shang Lin readily admitted, "Yeah, a little."
She Jinxing hurriedly advised, "The person will be found soon, Sect Master, there's no need to worry. Didn't you say that if it's just these evil spirits, we can't do anything to him?"
"Hmm." Shang Lin suddenly chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I'm really becoming more and more like an ordinary person lately. I can't even control my emotions. It's unbelievable."
She Jinxing chuckled as well, “What’s the big deal? Concern leads to confusion. The sect leader isn’t some god who is devoid of joy or sorrow and can coldly observe the world.”
Shang Lin, "..."
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