Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 22 022, Scarecrow

At this moment, Linda was utterly confused and perplexed by the behavior of the man with vitiligo wearing a duckbill cap.

But since he had already turned his head away and was no longer looking at her, she didn't think too much about it, only feeling that perhaps besides the skin condition, there might also be something wrong with the man's mind.

She continued interacting with her live stream audience, but many viewers were sending messages filled with supernatural elements, talking at length about the terrifying urban legends of buses, casting a very spooky atmosphere in the live stream.

So, Linda had no choice but to reply with half-hearted comments every now and then, trying to change the subject.

Actually, she was not very brave, especially in such weather, on such a strange bus, she was even less willing to discuss topics of the supernatural.

Most of the time, the source of fear is multifaceted.

Some people are afraid of the unknown.

Some are simply afraid of the dark.

Some have a fear of heights.

Others fear the ocean.

Simply put, it's a lack of security.

A bus is a closed space that's always moving, and no matter what, it cannot provide the sense of security that comes with standing on solid ground.

And Du Wei, who was sitting on the far left by the window, was multitasking, watching the time on his phone while also observing the man with vitiligo.

At 20:20, he could distinctly feel the bus slowing down and gradually coming to a stop.

The rear door opened, and a gust of cold air blew into the bus, hitting Du Wei and Linda, who were sitting in the back, instantly making them feel a bone-chilling cold.

Outside, the rain poured down heavily, the sky was frighteningly dark, and in the distance, one could vaguely make out an expanse of wheat fields, with a small house lit up somewhere far off within the fields.

Watching the man calmly, Du Wei's heart filled with deep suspicion.

He had lived in New York for a year or two, and before he was afflicted by the Evil Spirit, he too had driven around, exploring the entire city and its suburbs.

However, to his disappointment, the city called New York was not at all as grand as he had imagined.

At best, it seemed like a second-tier city.

But the suburbs of a second-tier city had no so-called wheat fields.

So where on earth was he now?

He immediately opened the GPS on his phone, only to find that it was constantly flashing.

...

The driver seemed completely unaware of what was happening behind him, continuing to drive.

The black couple was cuddling together, seemingly as if nothing had happened.

Her gaze then shifted to Du Wei, sitting expressionless on the left, which only heightened her sense of terror.

More coincidentally, Du Wei was also looking at her, which scared her so much that she immediately pressed her back against the bus body, her eyes full of fear and caution.

Du Wei looked away, no longer pouring his attention on her, and he felt slightly relieved internally.

He had been worried that this unfamiliar woman would start screaming in fright, but unexpectedly, she managed to keep a bit of composure, which was arguably the best possible outcome in this situation.

After that, the entire bus fell into a silence akin to death.

Under the night sky, the bus continued to move forward as if it would never stop.

Du Wei rubbed his temples, starting to think.

Based on the current situation, Father Tony had made a grave error in judgment.

He assumed that the bus was haunted by an Evil Spirit.

But in reality, this was not the case.

The most abnormal thing at present seemed to be the passengers inside the bus.

A man with vitiligo was actually a corpse controlled by a Scarecrow.

A black couple that remained in their own world the whole time showed no abnormal behavior, because as the bus doors closed, he had exited the state of Spirit Vision.

And the remaining woman seemed the most normal in appearance.

Du Wei had seen Linda's phone screen—she appeared to be a streamer, and for now, she seemed like an ordinary person who unwittingly boarded the bus.

Du Wei exhaled, stopping his contemplation.

For the time being, he could only be sure of two things.

First, the bus didn't seem to pose a danger; it was the passengers that were potentially dangerous, as they might not be human.

Second, the bus had the ability to isolate the state of Spirit Vision. It seemed to follow certain rules, as evidenced by the peculiar Scarecrow that got off the bus as soon as the bell rang, without making any other moves.

Suddenly, Du Wei turned his head to glance at Linda.

Shaking, she held her phone and slowly edged closer.

With fear in her voice, she asked in a barely audible whisper, "I know your name is Du Wei, and you are a psychologist, right?"