Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

The moment Bob caught sight of Lisa, a hint of surprise surfaced in his heart, immediately followed by a thick sense of caution.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He hastily took a step back, "How did you get here?"

Having just encountered a supernatural event, even the most thick-skinned would become sensitive.

Moreover, Bob was naturally cowardly; his reaction was even more intense.

But Lisa, clenching her teeth, retorted indignantly, "Hey, are you still a man? Didn't you see that my leg and hand are injured? Instead of asking me how I got here, you should be helping me, ok?"

As she spoke, she pointed at her leg and inhaled sharply.

Only then did Bob notice that Lisa, having encountered some unknown situation, had various degrees of abrasions on her hands and feet, with her legs being more severely hurt.

The jeans Lisa was wearing were rubbed with many bold slits, revealing large patches of skin.

But now, that exposed skin was dripping with blood, as if scraped against something.

A section of the pant leg seemed to have disappeared, with a clear bruise the shape of a palm visible on her ankle.

Despite Lisa's words, Bob didn't immediately go to her aid; instead, he stepped back several paces, maintaining what he deemed a safe distance.

"Don't come any closer. How am I supposed to know if you're human or a ghost?"

"What do you mean human or ghost? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lisa sneered coldly, "When we were running back just now, you didn't wait for me, leaving me alone at the back. Now that I finally run into you, you're asking if I'm human or a ghost?"

Bob felt embarrassed, but his gaze was firm, "Haven't you noticed something's off with this Horror House? If you can't prove you're human, then I am sorry, but I can't help you."

He still liked Lisa, which was why he attempted to inquire and communicate under these circumstances.

With furrowed brows, Lisa said, "Off? What's off? We're classmates from the same department. Your name is Bob, you like to play basketball, and your dream is to join the team, but because of your height, you just can't make the cut."

"Also, your basketball skills really are quite lousy."

"Uh... knowing all this, you really are Lisa?"

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"Who else could I be, a ghost? Come here and help me."

As she said that, Lisa bit her lip. The injuries on her body were severe, and any slight movement caused her such pain that she would gasp sharply.

Bob hesitated for a moment and didn't approach her, instead, he stared at the ground by Lisa's feet.

Both of them stood in the shadows, where no shadows could be seen.

So, he asked again, "I... I have one last question for you, how did you get here?"

At these words, Lisa's expression also became perplexed.

"Actually, I'm also puzzled. It feels like something attacked me, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself here."

She seemed to be struggling to think, but her head was heavy and fuzzy, preventing her from recalling how it had happened.

Upon seeing this, Bob nodded at her and said, "I believe you, Lisa, because I don't know how I got here myself."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and reached out to support Lisa by the hand.

The moment he made contact, he felt something off about it.

"Why is your hand so cold?"

"The air conditioning has been on the whole time, plus we are on the basement level, aren't your hands cold too?"

"Ah? Are they?"

"They really are."

Shocked, Bob touched his own arm, and indeed, he felt a faint chill at his fingertips.

...

At this time, Du Wei had also arrived at Ferocious Ghost Street.

He carried a bulging backpack, looking more like a traveler rather than a tourist.

He glanced at the signs hanging on both sides of the street. The signs, with bloody fonts, read 'exit' and maliciously, were marked with two crosses.

It was as if they were saying, this way is impassable.

He continued forward, his pace neither hurried nor slow. He had exited the Third Phase of Spirit Vision, and his right hand, which had exhibited symptoms of Evil Spirit Transformation, deepened after his encounter with Annabelle.

The transformation into an Evil Spirit had initially been limited to the palm of the right hand, but now there was a tendency for it to spread to the wrist.

"The idea is right, and, if the exit hasn't changed, I should be able to escape alive."

Du Wei pondered for a moment, thinking it might be better to put Annabelle at the head of the bed in the bedroom, but this thing could attract evil souls, so he had to handle it with care.

It would be best to encase it in some sort of containment.

As he was contemplating, suddenly, Du Wei's brow furrowed.

Half was shadow, half was the street bathed in light.

A man was supporting a woman, slowly making their way towards him, expressions of surprise on both their faces.

"You're the Asian with the backpack, how did you get here too, is it the same for you?"

The two were none other than Bob and Lisa.

Upon hearing Bob's question, Du Wei fell silent for a moment, an unusual look in his eyes.

Under the state of Spirit Vision, he saw that both of them had undergone some changes, more or less.

Lisa's facial changes were the most noticeable, with her lips turning purplish-blue, her tongue protruding, and most of her body showing mechanical-like twisting damage, as if something had squeezed her violently.

Bob's condition was less obvious, but it was clear that his head was somewhat deformed.

Are they both Ghosts...

Du Wei knew that in certain circumstances, when a person dies, there's a small chance they might turn into a ghost. At first, their memory remains, and they believe they're still alive.

But soon, they would discover their secret and become just like the first female ghost he encountered.

The Bob and Lisa in front of him were still in the phase where they thought they were alive.

"This is tricky."

Du Wei silently thought for a moment, now all the things he had that could deal with Evil Spirits were used up, all that was left was a silver crucifix dagger he had gotten from Andrew Dowqui.

Unlike before, the dagger could indeed inflict some damage on Evil Spirits, but its power to resist them was more apparent when in the form of a cross.

So, most of the time, Du Wei simply used it as a cutting tool.

Using this thing to deal with two Ghosts...

Du Wei thought about it, then discarded the idea, instead stepping back, intending to leave this place.

He had achieved his objective and saw no need to put himself in danger by confronting Ghosts.

Watching Du Wei step back, Bob and Lisa both seemed puzzled.

"Hey, Sir, why are you backing away, aren't you here just as inexplicably as we are?"

"Forget it, let's not follow him, I always feel like there's something off about this guy."

Listening to this conversation.

Du Wei remained expressionless and quickly backed away.

But the next second.

In the state of Spirit Vision, he suddenly sensed a strange presence behind him, similar to that of Bob and Lisa.

He turned his head to look.

A man with a rigid expression and a notch on his face; another woman in a condition quite similar to Lisa's.

It was that couple!

Du Wei watched them with a blank expression as they excitedly waved at him, or more precisely, at Bob and Lisa behind him.

"Bob, Lisa, you're actually still alive, that's really great."

"We're okay, how about you guys? How did you end up here?"

In front and behind, four Ghosts who didn't know they were dead.

And in the middle was Du Wei.

Moreover, they were closing in.

At that moment, his forehead was covered in a fine cold sweat.