Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 111 111. Aimed at? (Modified)

tap, tap...

the man in the suit with the mask walked up slowly.

when the bus door closed, the atmosphere inside the vehicle became even more dead silent.

du wei put down his umbrella and stowed it unhurriedly, then placed it in his backpack.

then, he looked at the man walking towards him, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

now there was one more passenger on the bus, and what was going to happen next was simple: the remaining twin sister would be killed again.

but a shadow was gradually descending over du wei's heart.

it wasn't that he suddenly wanted to save someone... but because he realized a problem.

the situation had subtly begun to slip out of his control. originally, he intended to use the bus's rules to try to kill the nun and at least preserve himself to survive and leave this bus.

but now that the twin sisters were on board, and with one dead, the rules the bus revealed gave him a strange feeling.

it was as if he had been targeted since boarding the bus.

the situation was completely different from the first time he had boarded; at the very least, there had been loopholes then, and he even had a mirror, which he could shatter to escape the bus.

this time, however, he was prepared, even conceiving from the start, wearing a mask, taking on the identity of another evil spirit, transforming from an inadvertent intruder to a regular passenger.

but now, something felt terribly wrong.

the driver in the driver's seat had become an evil spirit.

there was also an invisible passenger, and he, alone, was equivalent to two passengers.

he couldn't understand why. the bus's rules are rigid and stiff, mainly targeting evil spirits, something that was evident when an evil spirit couldn't kill because it didn't meet the rules.

so was the situation now due to a change in the rules, or was it deliberately targeted?

du wei thought it must be the latter...

"i have a thought i want to test. if i'm right, then i probably know how to kill the nun..." find exclusive stories on empire

he said to himself inwardly and stood up.

taking a deep breath, he squeezed his right hand, transformed by the evil spirit, slung his bag over his shoulder, and walked towards the man in the black suit with a cane.

in an instant!

all the passengers in the carriage turned their heads and looked at du wei.

their gazes solidified, and the atmosphere became oppressively stifling, like the suffocating heaviness before a storm that made breathing difficult.

the letters behind were worn away, but two small dots could still be faintly seen, seeming to be part of some letter.

the two small dots were symmetrical, with a slight tilt.

it seemed to be... k.

in the book father tony had given, mention was made of some strange entities that possessed specific true names, and knowing their true names might allow one to attempt their expulsion.

but... there was no way to eradicate them, nor any guarantee they wouldn't target oneself again.

this was a good omen.

but for du wei right now, it was of no help at all.

so, he directly approached the suit-wearing evil spirit.

the other extended its hand directly toward his neck.

du wei reached out with his right hand, transformed by the evil spirit, toward the featureless mask on its face.

the next second.

the evil spirit withdrew its hand and moved to the back row.

seeing this, du wei sighed internally and silently muttered how regrettable it was.

the featureless mask was a good item, and the evil spirit inside was still in that villa; if he could acquire it, it would certainly provide great help to him.

if it hadn't been for the bus, du wei would have surely found a way to kill this evil spirit by now and take both the golden brooch and the mask.

first, to eliminate an evil spirit that had once tried to kill him, and second, to add to his trump cards.

facing an evil spirit, having more such items could save a life at a crucial moment.

as du wei pondered, he walked towards the driver's seat.

at this time, all the "passengers" in the carriage had their gazes fixed on him, the dim yellow lights gradually darkening, the atmosphere growing tense, especially at the spot where the nun was sitting, where a shadow emerged, spreading slowly.

but at this moment, du wei had already reached the front door of the bus, staring coldly at the driver inside the isolation window.

previously, this driver, who was andrew dowqui's human skin, had appeared as an evil spirit, and since then, du wei had felt an inexplicable strangeness.

the malice this evil spirit bore him seemed baseless, as if it had encountered him before.

in his heart, du wei silently stated, "the passengers are not an issue. the problem lies with the driver, this bus doesn't need an evil spirit driver, so it's targeting me."

but of those evil spirits he had encountered, either they were already at the clinic, or they were in north brook district, with no other "acquaintances."

eliminating them one by one, he could only think of one possible evil spirit.