Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

The Veda Sect was an evil cult, and although Du Wei had never had direct contact with them, he could tell from the descriptions in the journal that Mike Stowe—

Mr. Mina's husband—wrote that this evil church always seemed to have some sort of peculiar abilities.

The woman in the bridal gown was very likely to have been a cultist in her life.

At the very least, she must have been connected with the Veda Sect.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be standing motionless in front of the tombstone engraved with a hexagram symbol.

...

On the bus.

Du Wei withdrew his gaze, but for some reason, he felt something was off.

This feeling came out of nowhere, unrelated to Spirit Vision, more like an instinct.

Thus, he raised his head and took a glance at the scene inside the bus compartment.

The lighting was dim, to the right was the girl holding an umbrella, leaning on the back door was a nun with her back to him.

At the driver's seat was the driver, or rather the human skin of Andrew Dowqui.

They all had something in common—all were Evil Spirits.

Whether the driver or passengers, besides Du Wei who hung on to an Evil Spirit persona with his mask, none of them were human.

And the only one acting strangely was the driver...

Logically speaking, now that Andrew Dowqui had turned into human skin, even if he was a hunter and might turn into an Evil Spirit after death, he shouldn't be showing abnormalities just now.

When Du Wei got on the bus earlier, he didn't treat his human skin with any courtesy: smashing the window, throwing it on the ground, even the silver crucifix of Andrew Dowqui already had a new owner.

Could the problem lie with him?

Du Wei frowned, Spirit Vision enabled him to clearly see the abnormality of Andrew Dowqui.

He sat in the driver's seat, only his back visible, but the undisguised malice was intensely frightening.

And it was directed right at him.

"Weird, I haven't touched any medium, nor have I behaved abnormally, so he has no reason to target me right off the bat."

Du Wei pondered in his mind, feeling that the bus driver was the only thing that could confirm the strangeness he felt.

Yet, for some reason, his sixth sense told him the key point wasn't the driver, but something else.

He used the umbrella to subtly cover his upper body again and shut his eyes in thought.

The time since he boarded the bus was not long, just under ten minutes, and every action, every expression, everything he saw, thought, and did, all came to mind one by one...

In the end, Du Wei's thoughts settled on the moment just now when the bus's front and rear doors opened simultaneously...

"Something got on the bus..."

Last week, when Du Wei got into this bus, the rule he deduced was, the front door was for getting on, and the rear door was for getting off.

This was one rule that even the Evil Spirits couldn't break.

Even though there was an Evil Spirit that had previously boarded the bus forcefully to kill, it was based on the premise of getting off; at least on the bus, it couldn't violate this rule.

Moreover, the African American couple said that when the Evil Spirit forcefully boarded the bus to kill, the lights on the entire bus were flickering wildly, eventually plunging into darkness.

When everything returned to normal, both the Evil Spirit and the victim—the coder—had vanished.

As for whether that Evil Spirit ultimately died due to the bus's rules, no one knew.

But overall, it was certain that Evil Spirits were unlikely to violate the rules of the bus for boarding and alighting.

That is to say, on this bus now, besides Du Wei, the nun, and the umbrella-holding Evil Spirit, there should be another "passenger."

With this thought, Du Wei's breathing became hurried, for he had not yet exited the Third Phase of his Spirit Vision,

yet he could not see the existence of the Evil Spirit within his field of vision.

This was the first time Du Wei's Spirit Vision had encountered such a situation.

"An invisible passenger..."

He felt a slight chill in his heart, but quickly suppressed the emotion.

After all, he was currently identified as an Evil Spirit.

Being a "passenger" as well, he should be safe for the time being.

...

The rain poured down...

On the streets of Esselgreen.

Two young and beautiful Caucasian girls stood shivering under an umbrella at the bus stop.

Both were dressed in beige T-shirts and sassy shorts, looking very similar; it would have been hard to tell them apart if not for one with wine-red dyed hair.

Ah... they were a pair of twin sisters.

"Damn this weather, it's been storming in Esselgreen since last week, why has it started again?"

The girl with wine-red hair complained with a discontented face.

She and her sister Merri had taken advantage of the weekend and the break in the Esselgreen weather to hit a downtown bar for some relaxation.

But, unexpectedly, half an hour ago, just as they left the bar, a downpour had begun.

"Who knows if we can still catch the last bus, if we miss it, we'll have to find a hotel nearby to stay the night."

The girl with wine-red hair sighed with frustration and cursed, "fuck."

Upon hearing this, her sister Merri shrugged and said, "Emily, if we don't go back today, we'll definitely get an earful from Mom tomorrow. She's said it clearly, we absolutely can't stay overnight outside since we're both still minors."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Emily snorted, "We'll be of age in a month anyway, and I've already dated three boyfriends, I'm an adult, you're the kid!"

Merri retorted, "But all three of your boyfriends dumped you, complaining you had no figure. Is that what you call being an adult?"

Emily, a little despondent, flicked her rain-drenched hair and said, "Don't talk about those idiots, their brains must be waterlogged."

As she spoke, she looked anxiously at the bus timetable next to her.

The starting station was Esselgreen's main terminal, with the first bus at nine in the morning, every two hours, and the last one around 11 p.m.

"Merri, my phone's dead. Check the time, I think we might have missed the last bus."

"Alright... it's 11:42 p.m. What do you plan to do?"

Merri checked the time and spoke softly.

Emily thought for a moment and said, "We've waited so long and the bus hasn't come; either we've missed it or the downpour has disrupted the traffic and it's not coming anymore."

"So, should we take a taxi instead?"

"Ah? Are you sure? It's late at night, and I don't feel safe..."

Both were hesitant for a moment.

Just then, suddenly, two dim lights approached from afar.

Emily shielded her eyes from the glaring light and exclaimed excitedly, "Hey, it's the last bus!"

Merri turned to look, only to see an old-style bus slowly approaching.

As the bus stopped and the front door opened, for some reason, she suddenly felt a surge of heart-pounding terror...