Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

As Du Wei turned his gaze toward the driver, it also twisted its head, glaring at him with those ice-cold, resentful eyes filled with dense malice.

When their gazes met, an indescribable strangeness ensued.

With a cold stare, Du Wei drew his gun with his left hand and aimed diagonally at the driver's head.

The next second.

Bang... a gunshot rang out!

The bullet shattered the partition window, pierced through the driver's head, and then broke through the car window glass again, leaving behind a bullet hole.

In an instant, all the passengers in the bus, as if they had received some signal, underwent bizarre changes.

First were the students, who all put down the umbrellas that covered their upper bodies and stood up straight.

The oppressive feeling intensified!

Then there was the man in the suit who had just taken Du Wei's original seat. He stood up once more, and even though he wore a mask, Du Wei could feel the evil gaze piercing through him like needles.

Next were the two Evil Spirits wrapped in bandages; they also stood up, and the male Evil Spirit closer to Du Wei began to unravel the bandages around him, revealing the hollow chest cavity underneath.

It seemed as if it wanted to take action.

Lastly, it was the nun. Beneath her feet, shadows began to spread, and the bus lights flickered, as if they might go out at any second.

All the Evil Spirits at this moment seemed to harbor some kind of malice towards Du Wei.

It was as though they had discovered Du Wei's identity.

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Feeling the suffocating pressure, the face beneath Du Wei's mask didn't show any signs of nervousness, only a fine layer of sweat formed on his forehead.

Because he knew that even if the Evil Spirits realized he was an illegal resident—wearing a mask and posing as a passenger with the identity of an Evil Spirit—the bus itself didn't care at all.

The bus was not an Evil Spirit but a more mysterious entity; its rules targeted only the passengers, mechanical and cold.

As long as he didn't remove his mask and kept the guise of an Evil Spirit, he would remain a passenger.

The only one with some privilege was the driver. Stay updated through empire

This was one of the loopholes in the rules; the last time, Du Wei had taken the driver's position, thereby finding a glimmer of hope for survival.

And this time, he planned to do something similar, only more audacious.

To take out this driver!

This was not arrogance, but an idea that came to Du Wei after careful consideration.

Because he had discovered the identity of the driver, he had found its vulnerability.

"It's a Scarecrow..."

Du Wei coldly watched the driver's head now with a bullet hole, revealing the straw stuffing inside, causing the entire human skin to begin warping.

This ghostly thing had crawled inside Andrew Dowqui's human skin, instead of standing behind a corpse as it had before.

The first time he was on the bus, Du Wei had blown its head off once. He watched the Scarecrow run into the wheat field, and to his surprise, it had boarded the bus again.

"Familiarity..."

Du Wei watched it coldly, "Your weakness is too obvious."

"If you really were the bus driver, I would never take action, but sadly you are not, you're just a ghostly thing that has crawled into Andrew Dowqui's skin."

Beneath the skin, the Scarecrow's eyes were filled with malice, and it directly pressed the bus bell.

At this moment, it seemed more like a signal.

The driver's privilege included control over the doors for getting on and off, as well as the bell to hasten passenger disembarkation...

These three rules were part of the original bus regulations, and so far no Evil Spirit had been discovered that could challenge them.

The only person who could defy these rules was Du Wei, dressed in the skin of an Evil Spirit. As long as he didn't wish it, nobody could force him off the bus before midnight.

The next second.

With his Right Hand transformed by the Evil Spirit, Du Wei reached through the partition window, grabbing towards the Scarecrow's neck.

The Scarecrow also reached out to grab Du Wei.

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Regrettably, this was useless.

Although it was an Evil Spirit, it wasn't strong, barely stronger than the wrinkled-faced woman in Du Wei's house.

And the latter had already been killed by Du Wei.

At this moment, Du Wei's Right Hand, transformed by the Evil Spirit, clutched the Scarecrow's hand tightly and forcibly yanked it out.

During this process, the Scarecrow hidden under the human skin struggled frantically.

Unfortunately, Du Wei was no longer the ordinary person who was completely powerless in front of the Evil Spirit.

Moreover, he had almost killed this Scarecrow before, let alone now.

"Using rules to kill?"

Du Wei said softly, "That is indeed a very good method, but I don't like to follow rules. So, from now on, I'm the driver of this bus."

After finishing his words, his right hand gripped the Scarecrow's neck while his left hand took out the lighter from his pocket.

Click...

The bright red flame ignited, bursting forth more vigorously than before, casting a ghastly light on the mask that Du Wei wore, making him appear even more eerie.

Inside the bus, as the flame from the lighter ignited, the already stifling atmosphere became like throwing a handful of fire into boiling hot oil.

Great swathes of shadows spread out behind Du Wei instantly, and the flame of the lighter reduced rapidly.

But at that moment, the Scarecrow, along with Andrew Dowqui's human skin, was set ablaze by Du Wei.

Du Wei threw the burning human skin of Andrew Dowqui along with the Scarecrow inside it, casually into the shadows behind him.

With a boom.

The fire went out in an instant.

Behind the bus, everything fell into the shadows, the internal lights of the bus flickered wildly, on the verge of going out, leaving only a faint glimmer of light.

In Spirit Vision mode, Du Wei looked towards the back.

A nun, a man in a suit wearing a mask, a student holding an umbrella, men and women wrapped in bandages, all appeared before his eyes.

When his gaze stopped at the middle seat in the last row, his expression froze for a second.

In the shadows, on that middle seat, sat an Evil Spirit that was entirely black, seemingly female in shape, but with disproportionate limbs, stretched out as if having been pulled too long.

"It's that invisible passenger."

"Does it have something to do with the light? Invisible when there is light, revealing its true form only in the darkness?"

Du Wei felt a shiver down his spine, meaning that this Evil Spirit had been sitting next to him all this time, and he was completely unaware of it.

He squinted his eyes; in a way, this kind of Evil Spirit was more terrifying than the others.

In the light, you can't pinpoint its location, but when the lights go out, it might appear behind you, in front of you, beside you, or even under your feet at any moment.

Truly unsolvable...

Behind him, all the passengers started to move, their eyes filled with malice, firmly fixed on Du Wei.

It was as if these Evil Spirits had turned into moths that loved the light, and Du Wei was the brightest light.

Except these moths sought to completely extinguish the light.

Which meant killing Du Wei...

Following that, he pressed the button to open the rear door of the bus.

Then, he heard the whooshing sound of wind pouring into the bus compartment.

The temperature plummeted...

Next, the bell urging passengers to disembark rang.

But by this time, all the Evil Spirits had left their seats and moved into the aisle.

The nun stood in front of the rear door, it glanced at the bus's ceiling light flickering rapidly, which suddenly went out.

The whole bus was engulfed in darkness.

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