"Damn it, we've been set up?"
Lin Shuai Nan, unwilling to accept it, rushed out.
When Uncle Lin arranged things previously, Lin Shuai Nan was forced to watch from the side, so he basically remembered the locations of all the magical artifacts!
The courtyard, the garden, the back rooms...
By the time Lin Shuai Nan finished his circuit, he was already panting, and everyone was waiting for his answer.
Duan Chen Feng was particularly anxious!
Everything was too bizarre. The moment Wu Bo collapsed and died, Duan Chen Feng almost lost his soul!
"Phew, they've indeed been destroyed. Many magical artifacts are damaged, as if they were burned by fire!"
Lin Shuai Nan, still catching his breath, revealed the truth.
Instantly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and thunder rumbled!
It was as if a torrential downpour would descend at any moment.
But strangely, this patch of dark clouds only covered the sky above the Duan family's old mansion, while the surroundings remained clear and starry!
Duan Chen Feng's body went limp, and he almost couldn't catch his breath, his figure slumping down!
Lin Shuai Nan, quick with his hands, grabbed him!
"Hey, Old Duan, Old Duan! Don't you faint!"
"Wuwu... Fate, this is fate! Heaven wants to take my life today! There's no cure! It's hopeless!"
Duan Chen Feng wept uncontrollably, his consciousness completely unclear. This was not at all the mindset of a top local tycoon!
Everyone assumed Duan Chen Feng had simply collapsed under the pressure.
But Uncle Lin knew clearly that the power of the Feng Shui calamity had erupted. The formation's energy was activated, blurring yin and yang, and reversing the five elements. Duan Chen Feng, who was usually resolute, was now incredibly fragile, startled by the thunder like a startled bird!
"Uncle, think of a way! I also feel uneasy. What is this all about? Is it possible that even blowing up the mansion now won't help?"
In his desperation, Lin Shuai Nan instinctively thought of an extreme solution!
If they blew up the entire mansion, destroying everything here, wouldn't that change the Feng Shui calamity?
Upon hearing this, Duan Chen Feng immediately jumped up, his eyes flashing with a crimson light – the last spark of his hope!
"Master Lin, please say something! Is this method feasible? If it is, I'll have people go out right now, and we'll blow this whole place up!"
On the verge of despair, Duan Chen Feng made a very difficult, resolute decision.
The Duan family mansion had been passed down for a hundred years, but it was not as important as the lives of everyone present. Blowing it all up would be better than so many people dying!
All eyes fell on Uncle Lin. The atmosphere, which had not been too tense before, was now stretched to its absolute limit.
Everyone sensed an invisible force coiling around their bodies.
This was the omnipresent power between heaven and earth, which, in scientific terms, was the magnetic field!
The magnetic field was everywhere, and its changes could easily kill everyone present.
Uncle Lin shook his head with a somber expression, "Even if you were willing to do that now and break this Feng Shui pattern, the power of the calamity we bear won't completely dissipate, and we'll have to endure countless torments in the future!"
"This is undoubtedly like taking a slow-acting poison for yourself. Are you willing to die now, or to live on, suffering under a slow-acting poison?"
Duan Chen Feng was completely despairing, shaking his head and weeping, unable to utter a word.
"Stop crying! You're annoying me to death!"
Lin Shuai Nan's mind was also being influenced by the calamity's power, and he couldn't help but yell at Duan Chen Feng. But as soon as he spoke, Lin Shuai Nan immediately regained his senses.
A chill ran down his spine, and he subconsciously moved closer to Uncle Lin.
"Uncle, I feel something is wrong. It's as if my mind is being controlled, and I'm getting angry for no reason. Although it's normal for a young, energetic fellow like me to have a temper, I can't control it now!"
Lin Shuai Nan muttered, his brows furrowed.
Uncle Lin glanced at him and said coldly, "You didn't want to learn when you were young, and now you don't even have the ability to protect yourself! Hmph, just wait!"
"Ah? Wait for what? Uncle, you're not telling us to wait for death, are you?"
Lin Shuai Nan was scared and increasingly panicked.
"It's too early to talk about life and death. There are still forty minutes left! Today, I, Lin Zheng Ning, will have a good fight with this damned heaven!"
A powerful aura suddenly emanated from Uncle Lin, pointing directly at the sky!
Such an action was naturally full of heroic spirit, forming a stark contrast with Lin Shuai Nan's usual playful demeanor.
Meanwhile, Ling Feng looked solemnly at the gathering thunderclouds in the sky, wondering how the power of this phenomenon compared to the lightning that struck during the Heaven-Breaking Formation.
Both were pressures on the spirit, not tangible things, and the origin of both powers should be the same.
"Uncle Lin, is there anything I can help with?"
Yang Fei was not too worried about these profound and mysterious matters, but he was concerned about Ling Feng's safety, so he stepped forward to inquire.
Uncle Lin waved his hand magnanimously!
"Bring me a knife and a basin!"
Yang Fei blinked, instinctively turning to find them.
Lin Shuai Nan, looking at his uncle with some fear, cautiously asked, "Uncle, what do you need a knife and a basin for?"
"Hmph, I'm going to sacrifice myself to achieve righteousness! Damn it all!"
Uncle Lin looked as if he was about to fight the heavens, and even his profanity was handsome!
Yang Fei quickly returned, holding a gleaming cleaver and a stainless steel basin, placing them before Uncle Lin.
"Uncle Lin, here are the things you asked for!"
Hearing the call, Uncle Lin looked down at his feet. When he saw the cleaver placed in the stainless steel basin, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.
He widened his eyes and stared intently at Yang Fei.
"You brat, do you want to chop off my head! A small knife would have been enough, why bring such a big cleaver!"
"Ah?" Yang Fei was a bit stunned!
"Forget it, forget it! A large knife will make the bleeding faster!"
Uncle Lin, giving up resistance, waved his hand, picked up the cleaver, and to everyone's astonishment, directly slashed at his left wrist!
"Uncle, no!"
Lin Shuai Nan instinctively reached out to grab him, but in his carelessness, he used too much force. Uncle Lin, who had some control over the cut, now slashed down directly!
"Ouch, you little rascal, do you want to chop off Uncle's hand!"
Uncle Lin cried out in pain, baring his teeth.
Clang!
He dropped the cleaver and quickly placed the stainless steel basin under his wrist.
Blood dripped down.
Xiu Xiu let out a scream of fright and instinctively shrank back towards Lin Shuai Nan.
Lin Shuai Nan repeatedly apologized, "Uncle, I didn't mean to, you... you're bleeding!"
"Nonsense! I'm not blind!"
Uncle Lin cursed angrily, his face rapidly turning pale.