The male protagonist of the book is poisonous

We sat quietly in the corner of the dilapidated house, the air thick with the stench of decay. Faint light struggled to filter through the cracks in the shattered roof and walls, like delicate fingers, barely illuminating the dusty diaries in our hands. Each page felt like a mysterious portal to a world of unknowns and secrets. Perhaps within it lay the key to unlocking all mysteries, our hope of stopping the spread of evil.

Luo Chen carefully flipped through the diary, his movements gentle and cautious, as if handling an incomparably fragile and rare treasure. His eyes were focused and solemn, their deep gaze seeming to penetrate the paper and directly discern the secrets hidden behind the handwriting. "This handwriting is so hard to read. Many parts are blurred," he frowned and complained softly. His frown was like two tangled ropes, revealing his inner anxiety and confusion.

I hurried over, my eyes fixed on the crooked handwriting, like a persistent treasure hunter, trying to piece together a coherent meaning from the few remaining strokes. The words seemed like the shattered remains of a wall, washed away by the torrent of time, fragmented and elusive. "Look here, it seems to mention an ancient ritual," I said suddenly, my eyes lighting up. I pointed to a relatively clear spot, excitedly, as if I had discovered a new world. My fingers trembled slightly, a sign of excitement and anticipation.

Luo Chen followed my finger, his gaze drawn to the spot I pointed, as if drawn to a magnet. "This ritual seems to be somehow connected to that small box and the shadow. It says it requires a special treasure to activate, and this treasure is sealed in a dangerous location." His voice was low and slow, as if he were unveiling an ancient and mysterious legend. Every word he uttered echoed in the silent room like an echo from the distant past.

"Could this treasure be what the boy's family was looking for?" I looked up, my eyes gleaming with curiosity and speculation. This thought, like a seed, quickly took root and sprouted in my mind, giving me a new theory about the connection between the whole incident.

"Very likely," Luo Chen nodded in agreement. His head moved slightly up and down, yet it was filled with affirmation. "Furthermore, once this ritual is initiated, it appears to unleash a powerful force. This power could change many things, but if it were exploited by evil forces, the consequences would be disastrous." His expression grew serious, a hint of worry in his eyes. That worry, like a dark cloud, quietly settled over his heart, infecting me as well.

As we continued to read, the handwriting in the diary grew increasingly blurred and difficult to decipher as we turned the pages. The blurred writing seemed like a group of mischievous elves, deliberately hiding their true identities from us. Suddenly, I spotted a simple map drawn on a page. Although the lines were a little crude, as if hastily sketched by an unskilled artist, the general outlines were still discernible.

"Could this be the map to the sealed treasure?" I raised my voice excitedly, the sound resounding in the small room. A flame of hope ignited in my heart, a glimmer of hope in this dark and mysterious place.

Luo Chen studied the map carefully, holding the diary closer, his eyes practically glued to the paper. "It looks very similar. Look here, there's a certain connection to the location of the town we're in now." His finger gently slid along the lines on the map, as if tracing a mysterious path. His eyes were filled with concentration and thought, trying to decipher more information from these simple lines.

Just as we were delighted by our discovery, a sudden commotion erupted from outside. It sounded like the roaring of a pack of angry beasts, or like a howling wind sweeping through the dilapidated streets. We stood up alertly, weapons firmly grasped, our bodies like taut bowstrings, ready to respond to any danger.

Luo Chen quietly approached the door, his footsteps so light they made no sound. He peered through the crack, a narrow peephole connecting the safety of the house to the unknown dangers outside. "Oh no! Those shadows are back again, and there are more of them." His voice was low and tense, as if squeezed through gritted teeth. His body stiffened slightly, as if struck by a chill.

I gripped the sword tightly, the familiar, solid feel of the hilt in my hand calming me down a bit. "We must protect the little boy and the diary." My voice was firm and decisive, sounding like an order in this tense atmosphere.

We walked out of the house and found the little boy hiding in a corner, curled up like a frightened hedgehog. His eyes were filled with fear, like two balls of black flame, burning in his bright pupils. Dark shadows swirled in the street, like dark ghosts, incorporeal yet threatening. They seemed to sense we had discovered something important, and this time their attack was even more ferocious, like a pack of hungry wolves spotting their prey and pouncing recklessly.

Luo Chen waved his wand, and a powerful magical barrier rose before us. It resembled a transparent crystal wall, emitting a soft glow. The light flickered in the air, like countless tiny stars dancing. I stood nearby, my eyes sharp as an eagle's, ready to respond to any shadows that might breach the barrier. The shadows continuously clashed against the magical barrier, each impact like a dull thunderclap. The barrier flickered under their attack, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

"This won't work. We have to take the initiative." I looked at the crumbling magical barrier, feeling a sense of urgency. My voice was like the beating of a war drum, brimming with fighting spirit.

Luo Chen gritted his teeth, clenching them tightly together as the muscles on his face trembled slightly. "Then I'll try to use magic to attack their weaknesses. You find an opportunity to break through their encirclement and bring the little boy to safety." His eyes were filled with determination, and that determination was like a burning flame, illuminating his face.

I nodded, my gaze searching the shadows like a searchlight for any flaws. Luo Chen began chanting a spell, his lips moving rapidly, uttering a series of mysterious syllables. A dazzling light gathered at the tip of his wand, growing brighter and brighter, like a star being born. Suddenly, he shot a beam of light at a relatively weak spot in the shadows. After being struck by the light, the shadows were briefly in chaos. They scurried around like a swarm of disturbed bees.

I seized the opportunity and rushed towards the shadows. My body was as swift as an arrow, and my sword swung through the air, creating a series of silver arcs. While I couldn't directly damage the shadows, I could temporarily disperse them. I easily ran to the little boy, picked him up, and ran to the edge of town. The little boy clung to my neck tightly in my arms, his body still trembling slightly, and I could sense the fear in his heart.

Luo Chen continued to use magic to fend off the shadows, his magic power steadily depleting. I could see beads of sweat on his forehead, like glittering pearls, rolling down his face. His face paled slightly, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. His eyes were firm and determined, like an unshakable beacon, emitting the light of hope in the darkness.

I ran to a relatively safe place and put the little boy down. "Wait here for me, I'll go help Luo Chen," I said to the boy. My voice was gentle, but it was filled with undeniable strength.

I turned and ran towards Luo Chen again. When I returned to Luo Chen, I found that his magic barrier was about to collapse. The magic barrier was like a piece of glass about to shatter, covered with cracks.

"Quick, let's attack their core together." Luo Chen shouted. His voice was a little hoarse from fatigue, but still full of power.

We concentrated our strength and launched an attack towards the core of the shadows. I swung my sword, infusing it with my own strength, and the light on it became even more dazzling. Luo Chen unleashed even more powerful magic from his wand. Our attacks merged like two surging rivers, rushing towards the core of the shadows. Under our attack, the shadows began to dissipate, like morning mist illuminated by sunlight, slowly disappearing without a trace.

"Phew, that was a close call," I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like I'd survived a fierce battle. My body felt drained of strength, exhausted.

"We must quickly study the diary and map to find the sealed treasure. We can't let the evil forces get it first," Luo Chen said. His eyes were rekindled with fighting spirit, a persistent pursuit of justice.

We returned to the room and continued to study the diary's map and the blurred handwriting, hoping to quickly find the key clue to stop the spread of evil. Our eyes were once again focused on the diary, like two persistent explorers, embarking on a new journey to find treasure.