"Mr. Du Wei, have you discovered sothing?"
Inside the room, Slivka turned his head to glance at Du Wei, his tone sowhat curious.
He noticed that this man seed to be looking at the photographs on the wall.
Jon also turned his head, his gaze filled with confusion.
Upon hearing this,
after a mont of thought, Du Wei nodded and said, "I once investigated a bus, you should know about that, right?"
Slivka uttered a sound of acknowledgnt, "Yes, it was after that incident that the church decided to include you among the Exorcists."
Information about Du Wei was always recorded in the church's internal files.
It wasn't an exception; in fact, every Exorcist was archived, making it easier to nurture new talent.
Then,
Continuing, Du Wei went on, "I once took that bus to a transfer point, which is the school, and Joanna's classmate in the photo had appeared at that school."
Slivka frowned and said, "An Evil Spirit?"
With a calm voice, Du Wei replied, "Yes, and its appearance was identical to the one in the photo, which ans that the Evil Spirit had already died ten years ago."
Upon hearing this, Slivka thought hard for a mont before he couldn't help but shake his head and say, "The church investigated that school afterwards, but couldn't find the location in reality; it seems as though it doesn't exist..."
"Alright, we have more important things to do now, that thing is in the basent, co with ."
Having said that, Slivka walked towards the inside of the house.
While Du Wei followed in silence behind the two.
As he walked,
he thought about the school, as well as the bus incident.
The school didn't exist in reality, but the Evil Spirits did, and he had once forcibly alighted at a wheat field where the Scarecrow Evil Spirit resided.
A thought vaguely arose in his mind.
If the school didn't exist, then why did those student Evil Spirits head towards the school? Was it because so secret was hidden there?
Moreover, the bus only appeared on rainy days, and each ti it stopped, it moved with a speed that was completely incomprehensible, almost ignoring space itself.
And after alighting, there was also a ti difference.
Could it be that many of the bus's stopping points each ti he took it were false, or perhaps they existed in the past, or so special place?
And the Evil Spirits, for so reason, had to ride the bus back to their own place.
If that was the case, his action of forcefully removing the Evil Spirits from the bus seed to be breaking the rules...
"Luckily, those Evil Spirits are relatively safe for the ti being..."
whispered Du Wei to himself, but then he suddenly recalled the nun he had brought onto the bus...
She was Marilyn Manson's sister, tainted with the sa curse as him, and after dying, beca an Evil Spirit.
Latter, she was also killed by him on the bus.
Suddenly...
For so inexplicable reason, Du Wei felt an irritating sensation, as if a cold bucket of water had been dumped inside his mind—an odd feeling without any warning.
Sigh...
He took a deep breath, suppressed the irritation deep within, and forced himself to remain calm.
"It must be because I have lost a Joker Card, and the Masked Evil Spirit was killed."
The two ans of survival, one being assimilated by the Evil Spirit Du Wei, and the other had died at the hands of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
To be honest,
there was an instinctive sense of identification in Du Wei for the Masked Evil Spirit he had created.
Because he knew that the Masked Evil Spirit had no chance of coming out, it was an item that belonged entirely to him.
Once he put it on, he could wrap himself in the shell of an Evil Spirit, rendering any Evil Spirit that set its sights on him unable to recognize its target and thereby allowing him to escape danger.
"Maybe I should take the chance to create another, more powerful Masked Evil Spirit," he thought.
A trump card is never too many.
With these thoughts, Du Wei followed Slivka into the cluttered storage room inside the house.
As soon as he entered,
he felt the temperature was a bit on the cool side.
Upon closer inspection, he noticed at the very back of the storage room, there was a small staircase descending downwards.
"It's down here, once we go down we need to bring that thing out," said Slivka, casually taking out a flashlight and illuminating the stairs below.
Du Wei was puzzled, "What exactly is that thing? Is it related to the Evil Spirit?"
Jon took out his flashlight and was the first to walk down the stairs, speaking in a grave tone as he did, "It's a door, which may or may not have sothing to do with the Evil Spirit."
This gave Du Wei a strange look in his eyes.
Another door...
He once read an online post about the mysterious disappearance of Roger's family. Roger was a collector of oil paintings, and the reason for his disappearance was associated with an oil painting nad 'Another Door'.
And that oil painting also ca from the Berson Auction House, considered to be in the sa category as the mask and the Antique Clock.
Now, that oil painting was stored in the museum of Scolyn City.
Was there a connection between the two?
Thinking of this,
Du Wei narrowed his eyes and entered the third phase of Spirit Vision.
Even without his Evil Spirit Transformation, he could still see more anomalies...
The further they went underground, the more they could feel the cold atmosphere intensifying, and even with flashlights in front and behind, the light sources couldn't dispel the oppressive feeling around them.
Du Wei, walking behind Jon, acutely noticed that the other person seed to have also entered Spirit Vision.
However, he didn't seem overly cautious, probably because he had encountered that door before.
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After all, Slivka had previously ntioned that they had gone inside the house and found that door, which was why they had decided to dispose of it.
Soon,
the three of them reached the cellar; the air was murky, and the lighting extrely dim, with very low visibility.
Slivka shone his flashlight forward and imdiately a sowhat aged wooden door was revealed in the light.
It was leaning against the wall, with the door fra still in place.
The wooden door seed to have been there for so ti, with peeling paint indicating its age, giving it a mottled appearance.
And in so places, it looked as if it was chopped with an axe, showing signs of damage, but it was not broken.
The whole door was wrapped in rusty chains that ultimately converged at the doorknob, secured by three padlocks as if fearing soone might open it.
Du Wei looked at this wooden door, his gaze becoming somber.
Under the state of Spirit Vision, the oppressive feeling in his heart wasn't too strong, but inexplicably, there was an urge to break the chains and open the door.
Fortunately, as soon as this thought arose, he imdiately snuffed it out.
And Slivka and Jon, standing beside him, were also speaking in a sowhat hoarse voice, "Now, you know why we only let you follow us here, this thing seems to be inducing people to open it, only those with exceptionally strong willpower won't be affected."
After pondering for a mont, Du Wei said, "Then why didn't Joanna's parents open it before? And why is this door here in the first place?"
Slivka replied, "I can't answer your first question. As for the second, we suspect it has to do with the Veda Sect."
"To be precise, it's the thing they worship, known as Veda…"
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