Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 44 044, Diàowēiyà (modified)

Inside the cross-shaped corridor.

Du Wei halted, his right hand holding a bottle of Holy Water, his left hand gripping the silver cross dagger he had gotten from the hunter, Andrew Dowqui.

Some Evil Spirits are capable of influencing reality, even manipulating the human body.

He had witnessed this already.

Looking behind the rusty door, standing in the shadows, with its back to him, Du Wei made a judgment under the state of Spirit Vision, which was more accurate and direct than the sixth sense.

"It's a corpse."

He thought for a moment, leaned in closer and began inspecting carefully, making out the clothes on the body with the help of the flickering, dim light.

What puzzled him was that he seemed to see some threads.

"This is the second staff member's corpse I've encountered."

Then, he turned his head and glanced at the iron door on his right.

Behind this door was another body, but the scene that met his eyes was even more horrifying.

Behind the rusty door, wrapped in darkness, stood a white female dressed in hot shorts and a snug T-shirt, on tiptoe in the dark, her eyes wide open, empty.

Her posture was very strange, as the tiptoeing forced her body to lean forward. Her already-tall stature, due to her racial advantage, made her appear over one meter seventy in height, incredibly imposing.

From Du Wei's angle, their gazes met directly.

Under the Spirit Vision.

He saw a face flickering in the dark behind the white female, it was that Evil Spirit girl, still bearing resentment and a deathly stillness.

"This body belongs to a tourist."

Immediately after, Du Wei's eyebrows subconsciously furrowed as he looked closely at the white female's neck.

Even though the light was dim, and most of the woman's body was shrouded in darkness, as if covered by a thin veil, Du Wei still noticed a faint blue-black strangulation mark around her neck...

Upon a closer look, he could see the tough steel wire embedded into the flesh of her neck.

There was no doubt, she had been strangled to death...

And the tough steel wire...

The presence of an Evil Spirit is to let you deceive yourself.

If it were someone else, by now they would probably have fallen into terror and fear, with a slim chance of escape.

But what was here was an excellent psychologist, a church's exorcist-in-training, a hunter who had undergone Evil Spirit Transformation...

...

This corridor was not long, but it was very narrow. Walking through it, a slight movement of your body would bring you up against the iron doors.

The figure of the evil spirit little girl had returned to the center of the cross-shaped corridor. She was already extremely horrifying, with half her face looking as if crushed by a heavy object, flesh muddled, and blood covering her entire skirt.

As Du Wei walked towards her, expressionless and step by step, it opened its mouth and let out a piercing, sharp scream filled with a deep resentment.

In an instant, all the chandeliers started to flicker wildly and shake, then exploded with a bang, plunging the whole corridor into complete darkness.

At the same time, under Spirit Vision, Du Wei saw that the corpses inside each iron door had come to the doorway, staring at him with vacant, chilly eyes.

He was silent for a while, staring at the Evil Spirit, and said calmly, "Evil Spirits possess intelligence, so you've been trying to mislead me, but now, I have found you."

To kill a person, an Evil Spirit must go through the stages of triggering a medium, absorbing emotions like fear and terror, and then taking action...

These are the so-called rules.

"And the medium is right here."

As his words fell,

Without any hesitation, Du Wei took a step forward, and the evil spirit little girl instantaneously disappeared, leaving the corridor in dead silence.

At this moment,

Du Wei took the place of the Evil Spirit, standing at the intersection at the center of the cross-shaped corridor.

He looked up at the ceiling while lighting his lighter.

With the faint light, Du Wei saw that a piece of the ceiling above had been removed.

A girl's corpse, entwined in fine steel wires and dressed in a western gown, was suspended upside down above him.

Her head hung downwards, her face covered in congealed blood clots. One of her eyes was gone, replaced by a hollow, deeply silent gaze that met Du Wei's.

Du Wei's gaze was utterly calm, not a hint of emotional fluctuation on his face.

He scrutinized carefully; each steel wire spread out in different directions, forming a fan shape, like a spider's web, dense and chilling to the core.