This bat cub looks very weak

"Okay, let's get down to business." After Xiao Yi left, Dorothy looked at Tiger Stick and Xiao Jia, then sat on the sofa and motioned for them to sit down together.

"What's the matter?" the two were curious.

"How is Jason doing now?" Dorothy asked. When Akutagawa was still training them, Dorothy still paid attention to the situation of several people, but after taking Akutagawa back, she didn't pay much attention to it.

"He hasn't been in Gotham recently. Do you remember what happened on the day he was resurrected? He was hunted by the League of Assassins. He seemed to be investigating the League of Assassins." Xiaojia answered Dorothy's question.

"He left last week and hasn't come back yet, but he still sends a message every few days to show that he's still alive," Yuji also said.

"Yeah." Dorothy nodded. Although she didn't quite understand why Jason would investigate the Assassin's League, it was definitely not a surprise that the Assassin's League showed up on the day Jason was resurrected. However, Dorothy didn't care too much about it. After all, if Dorothy hadn't taken Jason away that day, the Assassin's League would have taken him away and taken him to the Lazarus Pool. However, the undiluted Lazarus Pool would have caused huge side effects on Jason's body and mind.

And...if it's based on this point in time...Damian already exists, right?

"Next question, has anything unusual happened here recently?" After a brief thought, Dorothy happily dropped the previous question and asked the next thing. After that, she looked at Xiaojia.

"Uh...which one are you referring to?" Xiao Jia was at a loss.

"Are there more? Tell me all about them." Dorothy raised her eyebrows and said.

"Well... black hand and foot prints appeared on the floor. I compared them and the distance between the hands and feet seemed like something crawling on all fours." Xiao Jia said as he recalled and suddenly he shuddered.

"Also, I once got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and saw something wandering at the stairs. That thing didn't look like a cursed spirit, but I couldn't tell what species it was. It was like a monster." At this time, Yuji raised his hand and answered.

"Come to think of it, I once saw a black shadow rushing over, and it wasn't my eyes playing tricks on me?" Hearing what Yuji said, Xiaojia suddenly turned his head and looked at Yuji.

"Sometimes I hear someone running around in the middle of the night. Isn't that you, Xiaojia?" Yuji also looked at Xiaojia in confusion.

"How is this possible? You're crazy! Who would be running around the house in the middle of the night without sleeping?" Xiao Jia shouted.

"So, the person who couldn't open the basement door and was banging on the door frantically wasn't you?" Yuji continued.

"What am I doing in the basement?"

"Um...I don't know."

Dorothy saw them talking happily and finally heard a key word: basement.

"Okay, one of the reasons we're here is to check the situation in the basement. Come on, both of you, follow me." Dorothy stood up, waved at the two of them, and walked towards the basement together.

"Dorothy, do you really want to go? Can I apply to stay upstairs to keep watch for you?" Halfway through the walk, Xiaojia tentatively pulled Dorothy's clothes.

"You can try." Dorothy glanced at him. If you try, you will die. Although many TV dramas or movies have such plots, a few young people go to a forest or old building where supernatural events frequently occur to explore, and they choose to go in the middle of the night instead of during the day, Dorothy silently looked out the window, hmm, it was cloudy.

When Tiger Stick opened the door of the basement, a strong smell of mold hit his nose.

"Ahem... How long has it been since you last cleaned?" Yuji was caught off guard and was smoked.

"Not much. The house has not been cleaned since we bought it." Xiaojia covered his mouth and nose and answered, "Plus, the house has been empty for several years, so it has not been cleaned for several years. However, it was not as dirty as this the last time we went in."

"Xiaojia, do you have a gas mask?" Dorothy looked at Xiaojia and asked.

"Yes, I'll get it."

Dorothy looked at the black mold, which had already spread from the bottom of the stairs to the top of the stairs, and the back of the open basement door was covered with mold of strange shapes.

In the past, they could still use the light from upstairs to see part of the basement, but now, they can only see a few steps close to the stairs. The area below the stairs is covered with mold and cannot be seen clearly.

"I've brought the gas masks. Dorothy, do you really want to go down?" Xiaojia brought three gas masks and a flashlight. He handed the masks to Tiger Stick and Dorothy, and asked worriedly when he saw Dorothy put on the gas masks without hesitation.

"Yes." Dorothy nodded solemnly.

Because Xiaojia had no choice, Dorothy and the other two went to the basement together, with Itadori leading the way, Dorothy in the middle, and Xiaojia at the end.

Just as the three of them were walking up the stairs cautiously, Yuji suddenly felt something touching his ankle. He was about to say something, but in the next second, he was suddenly dragged down by the thing touching his ankle.

"Awoo!" Tiger Stick let out a cry and was about to fall forward.

"Yuji!" Dorothy grabbed his hat quickly, but she underestimated her own small body. She didn't stand firmly and was taken down by Itadori.

"Dorothy!" Xiao Jia was startled by the sudden accident and hurried to pull Dorothy. The skin of the Japanese knotweed is thick, so it's okay if he falls down, but Dorothy must not be hurt, otherwise Xiao Yi will kill him when he comes back!

"Bang!" The final result was that three people were taken away together.

"Ah, it hurts... Dorothy, are you okay?" Yuji sat up with his hand covering the back of his head, and saw Dorothy lying on him. He quickly helped her up and asked.

"Woo, it's okay." Dorothy poked her head out and shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

"If you two don't get up, I'm going to be in trouble..." Xiaojia groaned silently.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, Xiaojia, how did you get to the bottom?" He stood up quickly, holding Dorothy with one hand and preparing to pull up Xiaojia with the other hand.

Xiaojia refused Yuji's hand, just sat up silently and shook his head to calm down. At the moment of falling, he protected Yuji and Dorothy. Fortunately, the stairs were not high, and Xiaojia often wore close-fitting protective gear, so nothing happened.

Seeing that both of them were fine, Dorothy looked at the stairs. She knew that Yuji fell down not by accident, but because something pulled him down.

Sure enough, at one point of the stairs, I saw traces of something sticking out from the back of the stairs. The stairs to the basement are hollow, that is, there is a gap between the upper and lower wooden boards.

"Yuji, do you remember how you fell?" Dorothy turned around and asked Yuji.

"Speaking of this! I felt something touching my foot just now, and just as I was about to tell you, I was pulled away." Yuji looked down at his ankle, and sure enough, there was a circle of black handprints there.

"Do you feel that it's getting colder here?" Xiaojia stood up and moved closer to Yuji.

"It seems a little bit..." Yuji nodded.

"Really?" Dorothy used a flashlight to look around. The layout here was very different from the last time, whether it was the table that was originally placed in the center but was moved to a corner of the wall, or several cabinet doors that were originally tightly closed but were all opened.

and black mold that grew throughout the basement.

It can be called mold but it is not completely mold because it is not a real microorganism, but just looks like one. There are molds of different sizes everywhere, which makes people feel a little claustrophobic.

Dorothy took out a piece of talisman paper from somewhere and muttered something in a low voice. The talisman paper in her hand instantly caught fire. When the talisman paper was about to burn out, Dorothy let go and grasped the flame.

"Dorothy?" Tiger Stick looked at Dorothy in surprise. However, after the talisman paper burned out, he and Xiao Jia both felt that the temperature around them seemed to have warmed up a bit.

"It's okay. The seal is over there." Dorothy pointed to a wall.

"Where?" Xiao Jia was puzzled, because he was also there when Buji Pop used the talisman to seal the magic circle, and he remembered that the location of the magic circle at that time seemed to be the wall on their left.

Dorothy walked forward and brushed off the black mold on the wall, signaling Tiger Stick and Xiaojia to help shine the flashlight. Dorothy checked the magic circle on the wall. It was different from the last time she saw it. Many patterns of the magic circle on the wall had changed. It could be seen that from the outermost edge of the magic circle, along the pattern of the entire magic circle, it extended all the way to the center of the magic circle. Although it had not yet completely reached the center of the magic circle, according to Dorothy's observation, it would take at most a week.

So the talisman for warding off evil still couldn't stop it.

Suddenly remembering something, Dorothy quickly opened the system to check the consumption of the talisman. As expected, it had dropped below 10%.

The system once said that it estimated that this talisman could last for three months, but it was less than two months. Moreover, the system had previously said that if the talisman's degree of newness dropped below 10%, it would need to be replaced as soon as possible.

Dorothy said she had forgotten all about it.

Thinking of this, Dorothy had no choice but to take out the sealing talismans that she had drawn for fun from the system space. Although there were not many, they could add up to extend the sealing time by five or six years.

The moment the talismans were put up, a strong black wind suddenly blew in the windowless basement. Xiaojia quickly grabbed the tiger stick with one hand and stood in the corner holding Dorothy with the other.

A strange wind was dancing wildly in the basement, and there seemed to be horrible wailing, cursing and even screaming in my ears, so noisy that it gave me a splitting headache.

But soon, everything was sucked into the magic circle with the talisman on it. The mold that originally covered the entire basement disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the talisman stuck on the magic circle was not affected by the black gale just now. It was still intact on the magic circle. However, if you look closely at the talisman, you can see fine cracks of varying depths.