"..."
A dead silence.
Xu Shu watched vigilantly at the unknown creature's ashes exploded inside apartment 404, his eyes scanning left and right.
The walls were covered with distressing irregular patterned paintings, the floor littered with numerous burnt-out white candles, and an evil, sinister array formed by a circle of blood.
In the center of the array lay the body of a boy, tied in an extremely twisted position, his mouth and nostrils stuffed with incense and red animal fur.
This bizarre yet somewhat familiar scene made Xu Shu's pupils constrict.
Was that monster also conjured by the Esoteric believers?
No, more importantly, he recognized the child, the son of the aunt from apartment 404.
He was lively and cheerful, often playing soccer with other children downstairs, and would politely greet Xu Shu as "brother."
Besides that, there was nothing else that could confirm that the enemy was just that one from earlier.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
