Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Tap tap tap...

The sound of footsteps gradually quickened.

After leaving the section with the Undead Mummy, Du Wei hurried deeper into the Horror House.

Under Spirit Vision, he bypassed any area without abnormalities without even giving it a glance.

"I need to find a way to leave quickly."

But the increasingly bizarre Horror House cast a growing shadow over his heart.

Suddenly...

When he reached a narrow corridor, Du Wei stopped, his dark pupils slightly contracting as he scrutinized the scene before him.

The corridor was about one and a half meters wide and two meters high, and it stretched into a cross shape.

Every three meters, there was an old chandelier swinging, making the light flicker continuously as if there was a shortage of electricity, making it seem somewhat dim.

The floor was covered with large patches of dark brown stains, which looked very much like the residue of coagulated blood.

On both sides of the corridor, positioned where the chandeliers hung, were two dilapidated doors covered in rust.

Du Wei watched the iron doors calmly, noticing that each one had a rectangular small iron window near the top that could be opened.

Clearly, this was deliberately arranged by the Horror House, to add to the atmosphere.

As for these iron doors...

Du Wei remembered seeing similar iron door images in articles about prisons from the last century he read two years ago; they were nearly identical in design.

And under Spirit Vision.

In the center of the narrow, cross-shaped corridor, Du Wei saw a little girl, about seven or eight years old, dressed in a Lolita-style dress, standing in the dark corner where the light did not reach, waving at him...

The little girl's face bore a smile, and her clear blue eyes looked innocent and flawless, a sight that could easily evoke a sense of fondness.

But the blood-stained hem of her dress and her extremely regular, mechanical waving motion gave off a spine-chilling feeling.

"She doesn't look like a ghost, but more like an Evil Spirit..."

Du Wei reminded himself internally, becoming alert; he could feel the unmasked malice and viciousness, like cold lake water.

After a moment of silence...

He turned and walked away without hesitation...

Dealing with Evil Spirits was not as simple as one might imagine; without knowing their medium, it was a very troublesome matter.

To eliminate an Evil Spirit or "catch" it, one must find the medium related to the Evil Spirit; there was no other way.

The Exorcism Ritual was merely a method to drive away spirits clinging to persons; without knowing the medium, the failure rate could be as high as eighty percent.

Du Wei indeed wanted to accelerate his own Evil Spirit Transformation to gain more confidence when facing the nun, which is why he approached Annabelle.

But under the current circumstances, his objective had shifted to finding a way to live and escape the Horror House.

Not to mention confronting an unknown and terrifying Evil Spirit head-on...

Tap tap tap...

Footsteps hurriedly retreated, growing more distant.

Meanwhile, in the corridor, the face of the little girl, the Evil Spirit in the dress, maintained the same smile, mechanically continuing to wave her hand...

Only now, the bloodstains on her skirt became more glaring, as if they were bleeding out.

...

On the other side.

Bob and his three friends also arrived at the Undead Mummy section.

"Look... these Pharaoh's coffins are so fake, could it be they just brushed a layer of paint on them..."

The girl in the couple glanced at the ten Pharaoh's Golden Coffins on the ground, curled her lip, and turned her head to stare non-stop at the huge wall carved with Egyptian reliefs.

"Such ridiculous reliefs, this section doesn't seem very interesting."

"You reckon? The reviews online said this part is really scary. Maybe you can greet the mummies in the coffins, who knows, they might give you a surprise."

Her boyfriend laughed as he walked up to her side, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, and nodded towards the coffins, "Babe, want to give it a try together?"

"Whatever..."

Seeing the couple walking towards the Pharaoh's Coffins, Bob thought for a moment and then said to Lisa, "You seem out of sorts. Are you feeling unwell?"

Lisa shook her head, her face pale, "I don't know why, but I feel a little weak. Just walking this short distance feels like I ran a kilometer with a weight on my back."

Bob expressed his concern timely, "In that case, Lisa, you should rest a bit. Once the two of them have had their fun, we can leave early."

Lisa squatted on the ground, waving her hand, "Forget it, they're in the middle of their fun..."

As she spoke, she pointed at the two people who had reached the front of Pharaoh's Coffins and were eager to try.

"You see, she will definitely get scared and then dive into her boyfriend's arms, tsk... she just loves this kind of scenario."

As her voice faded,

Sure enough...

Lisa's friend peered into the coffin at the mummy and waved, "Hello, are you a staff member?"

The next second, the mummy wrapped up in shrouds suddenly sat up, raising its hands high and let out a terrifying roar from its throat.

"Whoa!"

The girl immediately retreated, trembling all over, and her boyfriend promptly opened his arms, consoling her, "Don't be scared, it's all fake."

"I wasn't scared at all."

"Hmm-hmm, see, it's just an automaton."

Seeing this, Bob opened his mouth with a very surprised expression.

Lisa said with a playful tone, "Look, how boring the act is..."

Bob spread his hands in agreement, "Indeed, very boring, and now, I don't feel scared at all."

Hearing this, Lisa spoke in a strange tone, "Hey, you might not believe it, but I kind of miss that guy with the backpack from before."

"Why? Didn't you really hate him?"

"Of course, that guy was such a buzzkill." Lisa clicked her tongue and said, "But don't you find it had a real horror movie vibe with him warning us to leave quickly? Although I think his behavior was like a clown, it was oddly out of place."

"Haha, now that you mention it, I suddenly miss him a bit, too."

Bob immediately laughed along, feeling that his relationship with Lisa seemed to have grown a bit closer. He squinted, thinking to strike while the iron was hot and say more things that she would like, but a sudden scream interrupted his train of thought.

"Fuck! What the hell is this, someone's dead in the coffin!"

"What did you say? There's a dead person?"

Bob instinctively stood up, just in time to see his two terrified, panic-stricken companions.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Just a moment ago, the couple had reached the last coffin, thinking to finish this section and then find a quiet place to rest, but what they saw had horrified them beyond belief.

Inside the Pharaoh's Coffin, the mummy that was originally lying there was wrapped up tight in a shroud that was somehow slashed open, with strips of cloth and fragments all over the place.

Revealed in front of them was a corpse, drenched with fresh blood, eyes wide open, and an expression of sheer horror.

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