Li Feng slipped into the Mirror Dimension and set the wooden box containing the Pseudo-Angel Feather aside. After thinking it over, he figured that Tom had absorbed Ginny's life force and probably still had enough strength to take form and emerge from the diary. He then drew several magic arrays on the ground that could restrain Ghosts.
Afterward, Li Feng held a sharp Basilisk fang in his left hand and a quill in his right, scribbling crookedly in the diary: "Still got the strength to come out and chat?"
Tom, hiding within the diary, was somewhat baffled. What Li Feng had written was English, which differed somewhat from the writing Tom was familiar with. If Tom had not been reasonably well educated, he might not have understood what Li Feng had written at all. But understanding it was one thing; Tom still hesitated over whether to rashly speak with Li Feng. After all, he understood that Li Feng had not come with good intentions.
When Li Feng saw that the diary showed no reaction after he finished writing, he placed the wooden box on top of it without a second thought. Opening it a narrow crack, he said, "Water meter inspection. Get the hell out here and pay your water bill, or don't blame me for poking you with this Snake Fang."
As he spoke, Li Feng gently sliced open a page with the sharp Snake Fang.
Inside the diary, the instant Li Feng opened the wooden box, Tom felt as if someone had stripped him naked, thrown him into boiling water, and begun steaming him. Unfortunately, he was only a wisp of a remnant soul, and one that could not leave the diary. There was nowhere for him to run. All he could do was helplessly endure the Pseudo-Angel