Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

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Boom...

When the lighter fell onto the half-remaining Scarecrow, along with the bit of remaining human skin, they were instantly ignited.

This was also why Du Wei hadn't put it into his backpack at the beginning.

The flames blazed fiercely.

The fire, fueled by the Evil Spirit, was a strange crimson color. Its brightness pushed back the vast shadows, forcing even the nun to step back.

In an instant, Du Wei felt his stiff body return to normal.

There were still 34 seconds left, and the bus was slowly coming to a stop.

Du Wei didn't get off immediately; instead, he stood in front of the rear door, coldly watching the nun.

He was blocking the door, determined to trap the nun on the bus so she would die by the rules.

But as the half-body of the Scarecrow was already not big, and its form was very strange, the fire burned quickly once ignited.

Luckily, the faster it burned, the brighter the fire, and the further the nun kept from the back door.

In such a situation, Du Wei didn't need to worry about dying at the hands of the nun.

He even reached out to pick up the lighter and put it in his pocket.

The sound of the rain-driven wind slapped against Du Wei's back, quickly drenching it, leaving a feeling of cold dampness that was quite uncomfortable.

Just now, when he rushed towards the rear door, he caught a glimpse of the outside through the corner of his eye...

It was that expanse of wheat fields, not the school...

"It seems that my luck isn't too bad,"

Du Wei stared intently at the nun and said coldly. Then, as if to reassure himself, he added, "I will survive this and go back. Before that, I will completely deal with you, and the curse on me will also weaken for a while as a result."

After saying this, he took out the only bottle of Holy Water left from his pocket and prepared for what was to come.

Actually, when Du Wei first came into contact with Holy Water, he thought the church's method of using it was too simple.

Even putting it in a water gun to deal with Evil Spirits would be much more efficient.

But later, when facing Evil Spirits, he realized it wasn't very significant.

The amount of Holy Water a water gun could spray at one time was limited, and the damage it did to Evil Spirits was basically like scratching an itch. And sometimes, Evil Spirits would attack suddenly, even affecting a person's body.

Like that invisible Evil Spirit, which even Spirit Vision couldn't detect. If it weren't for being on the bus, Du Wei might have already died at its hands.

But Holy Water in a glass bottle has one benefit: in times of danger, simply letting go would cause the bottle to shatter when it hit the ground, and the Holy Water would flow out.

At crucial moments, this could perhaps save a life.

While thinking this, Du Wei was also counting the time in his head.

There were less than 20 seconds until midnight.

Inside the bus, strange changes were starting to occur—this was that rule that guaranteed death if one didn't get off the bus by midnight.

Andrew Dowqui had left a message in that booklet before he died.

The message was: he felt like he was becoming part of the bus.

This could be understood as being devoured...

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, suddenly feeling an inexplicable fear, not a psychological one, but an instinctual, physiological one.

It was as if he had inexplicably established a connection with the bus, but this connection carried malice with it.

He was being gradually devoured...

But this situation had just appeared and was not yet obvious.

Meanwhile, the nun standing in the middle of the bus suddenly underwent a change.

As if burned by fire, her originally pallid skin was rapidly turning black, as if carbonized, and started to crack open.

Her eyes, too, seemed to lose moisture, gradually shrinking and fissuring.

At the same time, a supremely oppressive resentment filled the bus interior.

There were 10 seconds left until midnight, but the half-body of the Scarecrow was almost fully burned, and the flames were slowly diminishing.

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Buzz...

Du Wei's pupils contracted, and a sharp buzzing sound that had not appeared for a long time rang in his ears, accompanied by an intense stabbing pain in his heart.

Such agony was only experienced during the first and second phases of Spirit Vision.

By the time Du Wei had entered the Third Phase of Spirit Vision, the pain had already vanished, yet now it resurfaced, more excruciating than before.

Psychologically, he could maintain absolute rationality and calm, but he could not control the physiological feedback.

At this moment, Du Wei even felt his heart beating violently, as if his blood were boiling, and his vision began to be covered with a layer of red.

Crack... a sound.

The mask on Du Wei's face developed a crack that slowly spread from the area around his right eye downwards to his chin, where it finally shattered with a crisp sound.

The mask was Du Wei's best tool for dealing with the Evil Spirit.

Not only could it resist the Evil Spirit, but wearing it also granted him the identity of an Evil Spirit, something that absolutely could not be destroyed.

Therefore, Du Wei fiercely smashed the glass vial of Holy Water onto the ground.

With a smack...

Shards flew in all directions.

Du Wei gritted his teeth, forcibly controlled his body, and fell backwards, tumbling out of the bus.

Raindrops hit him, the air was incredibly moist.

But as he came out, the nun also appeared at the rear door, looking down at him from above.

5 seconds left...

Du Wei's left hand violently pulled out the silver cross dagger belonging to Andrew Dowqui, and without even drawing it out completely, he threw it at the nun.

Then, with his right hand, he took out the ring...

But the nun's foot had already stepped out, and in the next second she would be able to fully step out, beyond which without the constraints of the rules, the one to die would definitely be Du Wei.

"I still have a chance..."

As this thought flashed through his mind, Du Wei stood up immediately. His right hand, transformed by the Evil Spirit, held the ring and pressed forward towards the nun.

To block the door...

The nun hesitated for a moment and extended her hand towards Du Wei as well.

This scene looked as if a man proposing was reaching out with an engagement ring to the woman he cherished most...

But at that moment, the nun suddenly trembled, opened her mouth wide, and let out an incredibly sharp noise.

This sound did not seem like it could be produced by human vocal cords, eerily chilling to the bone.

Seeing this, understanding flashed through Du Wei's eyes, and he quickly retreated.

Next second!

The bus door closed, and the entire interior of the bus was replaced by darkness.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The noise was loud, as if the nun inside was frantically slamming against the rear door.

After an Evil Spirit possessed someone, their strength became frighteningly immense.

Evil Spirit Du Wei could even hold Harry by the collar with one hand and lift him high up into the air.

The nun was also possessing Marilyn Manson's body, and while she struck madly, the bus did not show a single sign of shaking, almost as if it were not in the same space.

With his body stiff, Du Wei watched the bus, but even under the Spirit Vision, he made no discoveries.
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He could not see what the nun inside was experiencing, but it certainly was the most terrifying scene.

The seemingly mundane, outdated bus was, in fact, more dreadful than any Evil Spirit Du Wei had encountered so far.

This thing, it was specifically designed against Evil Spirits...

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