Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Du Wei put the Andrew Dawquay booklet in his pocket.

He already knew part of the truth about the bus, and at this moment, his heart was extremely peaceful.

Then, he glanced down at his phone, which had lost signal. It was now 11:34.

It's only 26 minutes away from 12 o'clock.

12 o'clock is a very delicate time.

It represents the beginning and the end.

It can also be understood as life and death.

Most horror films and novels like to use 12 o'clock to make a division, and often horrible things happen at this time.

Although Du Wei couldn't understand why evil spirits or ghosts like to appear during this time period, it was obvious that this was indeed the fact he encountered.

12 o'clock is indeed unusual.

Andrew Dawquay is undoubtedly a very capable exorcist, or the word hunter is more appropriate.

After 12 o'clock, he died on the bus and became a part of something. Until now, nearly thirty years have passed, and the only thing that can prove his existence is a human skin and a book that records his information. , It is probably just a list in the church with his name written on it.

Du Wei put Andrew Dawquay's silver cross dagger into his backpack.

He guessed that the reason why Andrew Dawque didn't bring other items for the exorcist to deal with evil spirits might have something to do with the special title of hunter.

A hunter can be understood as a hunter.

The purpose of the existence of the church is to spread faith and deal with evil spirits.

Hunters should be specially set up for hunting evil spirits. They may have different powers and abilities from ordinary people, which is mentioned in the brochure—evil spirit transformation.

At this time, the speed of the car slowed down and gradually stopped.

It was pitch black outside, and what seemed to be a crossroads could be vaguely seen.

Du Wei looked at the time on his phone. It was 12 minutes before 12 o'clock.

The rear door opens...

The two bandaged passengers sitting in the back row got up and went down.

Du Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, a gust of cold wind hit his face, and the front door opened slowly.

A man in a decent black suit came up with a cane. He wore a white mask without facial features on his face, and pinned an exquisitely shaped, luxurious and luxurious gold brooch on his chest.

If Du Wei hadn't felt the undisguised malice from him, he might have associated him with some noble gentlemen in the upper class.

It's an evil spirit, and this brooch...

Du Wei's face was very gloomy.

Staring fixedly at the gold brooch, Du Wei held the mirror tightly with one hand, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

He is too familiar with this gold brooch.

In the church in Northbrook before, he saw the black particles emitting from Ms. Mina's body, and involuntarily entered the state of spiritual vision, and saw an extremely strange vision.

Standing on what appeared to be a slum street, leaning on a lamppost, holding a gold brooch in one hand, stabbing her neck and dying in the rain.

The gold brooch was exactly the same as the one worn by the evil spirit in front of him.

"Could it be that I will die here?"

A thought popped into Du Wei's head, which he couldn't get rid of.

"No, the time axis doesn't match up."

And the evil spirit was also looking at Du Wei. Although it was covered by a mask, the undisguised malice gradually made the atmosphere extremely silent.

Du Wei also raised his head and looked at him coldly. Even if the illusion was real and he was really dead, it was only after he got off the car.

If the illusion is false, he doesn't need to care about it, he only needs to consider whether this evil spirit will do anything to him.

But obviously, it won't!

because,

This weird bus has its own rules. It is not an evil spirit, but some kind of existence that is similar to evil spirits but higher than evil spirits.

It exists some kind of mechanism.

The evil spirits are passengers, and if they want to kill fellow passengers in the car, it can only be because there are not enough seats, otherwise, the evil spirits before would have already done it.

Instead of waiting for new passengers to get on the bus, they will choose to do it when there are not enough seats.

What's more, his current status is that of a driver.

finally.

After staring at Du Wei for a long time, the evil spirit walked to a seat and sat down. Its posture was very elegant, but the malice emanating from its body became more intense.

The bus is still going on.

A dilapidated house in a slum area and a dilapidated street could be faintly seen ahead.

It was almost the same as the illusion seen by Du Wei.

Du Wei looked at the evil spirit through the rearview mirror, but his eyes were cold.

He directly pressed the door open button of the rear door.

While driving, the moment the rear door was opened, a gust of wind blew in. The evil spirit didn't seem to expect Du Wei to do this, and seemed to get angry. Like a power outage.

Du Wei didn't even look at it, and even rang the car bell to urge him.

At this moment, he is thankful that he is playing the role of driver.

He still remembered that the weird scarecrow wanted to take Linda out of the car, but because the car bell rang, he got out of the car without hesitation, as if there would be some unknown consequences if he didn't get out of the car.

Combining Andrew Dawque's log, it can be inferred that if the evil spirit is unwilling to get off the bus, the horror of the bus itself will be revealed.

That is a force that the evil spirits cannot resist.

Sure enough, after Du Wei pressed the car bell, the evil spirit with a cane and a white mask without facial features stood up and walked slowly to the car door.

It is resisting, trying to buy time.

Du Wei pressed the car bell again to urge.

It hesitated for a moment, looked deeply at Du Wei, and then walked down.

Du Wei heaved a sigh of relief, and tried to control the two buses, turning, accelerating, and decelerating.

Unable to affect it, as presumed...

It seems that all that can be done is to press the car bell and manipulate the opening and closing of the front and rear doors.

The slum area ahead is getting closer and closer, and the speed of the car is gradually slowing down, and it is about to stop.

He glanced at the time, it was 11:58.

Then, without hesitation, he crushed the mirror.

...

May 19, 20:00 in the evening.

"I'm Du Wei, and I'm still alive."

"I smashed the mirror, and I got off the bus successfully, but my cognitive time seemed to be skewed. I only stayed on the bus for four hours, but a whole day passed in the real world."

"The current time is eight o'clock in the evening, which is the same as the time I got in the car."

"That bus seems to have spiritual power. It affects space and time. Now I am in Manlu, an eastern city 150 kilometers away from Northbrook, New York."

"But I ran into trouble. I found that I seem to have entered the third stage of spiritual vision."