I hadn't heard the little ghost girl Li Lingling's voice before, so I didn't know who she was calling at first.
It wasn't until she mentioned me stepping on her apples that I suddenly jolted awake.
The little ghost girl wasn't dead, nor had she been eaten by the evil spirit. This filled me with surprise.
Now, she was merely imprisoned in this cellar.
I responded, moving closer to the cellar opening.
Mo Ting looked bewildered, watching my surprise.
"Brother Qin, do you know the entity inside?"
I nodded:
"Yes, this little sister guided me when I got lost at Rose Supermarket last time.
I'm here tonight to pay my respects to her."
With that said, I reached out to pull the broken wooden plank.
"Lingling, big brother will get you out now."
I said joyfully.
Since there was no handle, I could only use my fingers to pry along the edge.
But this broken wooden plank felt like it weighed no more than ten catties.
Yet, when I tried to move it with my hands, I found it impossible to budge even a little, as if it were a large, solid iron plate.
No matter how hard I tried, it didn't move an inch.
"This, this wooden lid, why is it so heavy!"
I exclaimed in surprise.
Mo Ting also exerted force beside me, but the result was the same.
We couldn't move the wooden lid at all.
And the little ghost Lingling in the cellar, after a brief silence, let out another weak voice:
"Big brother, on the plank, on the plank there's a spell! It's pressing, pressing the plank, Lingling feels so uncomfortable, uncomfortable, woo woo woo..."
The other party spoke with a crying and weak voice.
When Mo Ting and I heard this, our hearts leaped again.
A spell on the plank?
I wiped the dust off the plank with my hand.
Mo Ting beside me also blew on it.
After a cloud of dust, we, illuminated by the moonlight.
Indeed, we discovered a dark spell on the wooden lid of the cellar.
The spell was as black as ink, drawn on the wooden plank.
Since the talisman had been activated, it was useless whether I wiped it with my hand or tried to pry it with a knife.
I didn't recognize this talisman.
I only saw a "Seal" character written in the talisman's core.
"This is, the Seal Character Spell."
I said with a frown.
In the Grand Compendium of Talismans, the Seal Character Spell, just like its name suggests, represents sealing, closing off...
"Brother Qin, what is this Seal Character Spell? Have you seen it before?"
When had I ever seen it?
My knowledge of talismans now only extended to two or three basic ones.
This kind of sealing talisman was not something I could come into contact with at my current stage.
At most, I had only seen some characteristics and simple annotations about the Seal Character Spell in the Grand Compendium of Talismans.
"Haven't seen it."
I frowned.
With a talisman pressing down on this cellar, if it couldn't be dispelled, the cellar lid simply couldn't be opened.
If the lid couldn't be opened, the little ghost girl Li Lingling inside couldn't be rescued.
Once that fierce spirit returned.
Even if Mo Ting and I could successfully infiltrate and make a safe escape.
Then this little ghost girl would likely meet a grim fate.
Thinking of this, my expression turned grim.
Mo Ting also frowned, stroking his chin, and said:
"If you haven't seen it, then you probably can't break the spell."
Both Mo Ting and I were at a loss on how to break the spell, what should we do?
Suddenly, I thought of my master.
To save the little ghost girl, I could only seek remote assistance from my elder.
So, I immediately took out my phone, intending to call my master.
But this place was west of Nanshan, practically deep in the mountains, and in this gully, where would there be any signal?
"Damn it, Mo Ting, does your phone have signal?"
I asked urgently.
Mo Ting checked and shook his head:
"No.
It's probably too late to ask for help now.
But I know a method, I don't know if it will work!"
"Oh? You have a method?"
I looked at Mo Ting, with a hint of eagerness.
Mo Ting, however, looked embarrassed:
"You, are you a virgin boy?
I heard my master mention it once.
He said virgin boy's urine could ward off evil spirits, and also break spells and talismans!"
I was stunned.
Virgin boy?
"I'm already twenty years old, can I still be considered a virgin boy?"
After all, virgin boys usually referred to young boys under ten years old.
But Mo Ting waved his hand:
"It's not about age, it's whether you are a virgin boy, meaning you haven't touched a woman!"
If it was about not having touched a woman, then I:
"I am! But I can't pee right now. What about you?"
When Mo Ting heard my question, he showed an embarrassed expression:
"I, I can pee, but I'm not one."
Hearing this, I looked at this kid with surprise.
We're both twenty years old, and this guy is still in his chuunibyo phase, and he's already messed with girls?
Despite my surprise, I didn't have time to dwell on it.
Instead, I found a broken pot in the house, turned around, and tried hard to produce some.
I whistled "hoo hoo hoo," while Mo Ting stood by the window, keeping watch for me.
To guard against the returning fierce spirit, so we wouldn't be caught off guard...
After a few minutes, I finally managed to pee a little.
I thought it should be enough.
I took the earthen pot and approached the wooden lid.
I said to the little girl below:
"Little sister, move aside. Big brother is about to pour urine."
With that, I poured all the urine in my hands onto the wooden plank lid.
It was strange, but as soon as the virgin boy's urine splashed onto the black spell, the black characters of the Seal Talisman began to fade.
The next second, the wooden plank lid at the cellar opening emitted bursts of black energy.
The sealing power of the talisman, along with this black energy, began to dissipate rapidly...