I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 175 Repeated Pedestrians on the Road
Debbie, who got the Ouija board, returned to her home.

My parents are on a business trip and it will take a month or so for them to come back.

Besides her, her younger sister is the only one in this house.

However, today there were two more people in the house.

"Did Luke agree?"

When the woman saw Debbie come back, she immediately stood up and asked, looking nervous and urgent.

"Calm down, Izzy."

Seeing this, the curly-haired man next to him stood up and comforted him.

"I'm sorry, I just can't speak as slowly as before... I just want to get started..."

Ever since the last time, Izzy locked herself in the house and refused to come out, and even quit her job.

The feeling of the evil shadow gradually looming over her has made her a little neurotic.

Izzy's appearance caused the other people in the room to fall silent.

No one knew better than them why Izzy was so anxious.

After the last divination, they gradually distanced themselves from each other, trying to escape from everything related to that night in this way.

But there is no use running away.

After they separated, the strange events they encountered not only became more frequent, but also more terrifying each time.

What’s even more painful is that there is no one to talk to.

In desperation, several people gathered together again last night to discuss countermeasures.

Bill made a very risky suggestion.

Once again, through the prism on the Ouija board, they checked what they had summoned before.

The person responsible for going and retrieving that part was Debbie.

"No... He doesn't want to continue to be involved."

Debbie told everyone the truth about her conversation with Luke.

"Find an exorcist... I've thought of this method a long time ago, but the result is just one jerk after another coming to my door to commit fraud."

Bill rubbed his messy curls and spoke irritably.

Yes.

During this period, he traveled around a lot, trying to find professionals who could exorcise ghosts through the Internet or his network of connections.

After all the trouble, it was all in vain and my wallet became empty.

The increasingly intense strange commotion was simply a mockery in his eyes.

Lack of sleep, bad work, a scammer took away my savings, student loans, car loans, and mortgages...

Under such circumstances, Bill could barely maintain his rational thinking.

Until one night in my bedroom, I saw "myself" in the mirror.

The figure that looked exactly like him, with a mouth sewn together with black thread and white eyes, seemed to want to open his mouth to issue a warning, but it exploded the next second.

This scene completely broke down Peter's psychological defenses, forcing him to take the risk and propose such a plan.

"Luke won't agree, so we're one person short. What do we do now?"

In the corner, Debbie's sister Sarah spoke weakly.

Unlike everyone else who was dressed normally, the latter was dressed in all black, leather jacket and heavy makeup.

As the youngest among the group, Sarah is in adolescence and has a quite rebellious personality.

But no matter how rebellious he is, he is still a child after all.

In this bizarre life-and-death situation, all she could do was ask her sister and her friends what to do.

"Continue communicating with the spirit world..."

Debbie's tone was the most determined.

"This Ouija board was taken from Lisa. Maybe she also encountered the same thing after the psychic."

"If we continue to communicate with the spirit world, we can find out the cause of Lisa's death and obtain the most crucial information. Maybe the problem can be solved."

Everyone looked at each other and finally nodded.

"Even if Luke refuses to come, we still have to notify him... or leave a video or something."

Bill suddenly made this suggestion.

"If anything happens, we can take care of you."

"No... He might come and disrupt this spiritual ceremony."

Debbie was the first to object, but suddenly she saw everyone looking at her strangely.

"Luke would never do such a thing, he is a well-known good guy in the circle.

That's why you were with him, have you forgotten?"

Bill's subtle tone made Debbie stunned.

As a girlfriend, she can feel the other person's tenderness most personally.

But why did she subconsciously resist her boyfriend's arrival and show hostility just now?

Debbie wanted to think more deeply, but suddenly found that her thoughts seemed to be disconnected and she couldn't reconnect them.

This abnormal feeling, like scratching an itch through a shoe, made her extremely irritated, and she simply gave up worrying about this issue.

After the agreement was reached, several people took the Ouija board and prepared props, got in the car and prepared to go to the villa.

There weren't many people on the road at night.

Even in middle-class neighborhoods, there is no guarantee that you will not encounter vicious incidents such as robbery.

Therefore, at night, residents stay at home after get off work and refuse to come out.

In this situation, the sound of several people driving is particularly obvious.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the roadside not far away.

Seeing this, Bill felt his hair stand on end, his breathing suddenly became heavier, and then quickly dropped.

Sensing something was wrong with their companions, everyone in the car stopped what they were doing at the same time.

The only sound they could hear was the low hum of the engine. As the vehicle moved forward, everyone gradually saw the figure clearly with the help of the headlights.

His behavior is normal, his steps are steady, he doesn't look like a drug addict, and his skin is not black.

Looks like an Asian.

When did another Asian family appear in the community?
Debbie and Sarah looked at each other and shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know.

But what is certain is that they just made a fuss out of nothing.

It was not an evil spirit, just an ordinary pedestrian.

Bill breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on the accelerator, increased his speed, and passed by the pedestrians.

"It seems we are all a little bit neurotic."

As the only male in the car, Bill took on the task of livening up the atmosphere.

"Putting aside the facts, is it possible that the pedestrian just now did nothing wrong? Why was he wandering around the street in the middle of the night?"

Sarah rolled her eyes.

After being frightened, she could only cover up her embarrassment and poor performance through anger.

"There's nothing to talk about except the facts, Sarah."

Bill's words made everyone laugh.

But soon, his smile froze.

His eyes subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror.

He looked at his speedometer again.

He had clearly accelerated and surpassed the pedestrian just now.

But just now, he seemed to see the other person appear in front of the car again.

what the hell!

Hallucination?
Or are we trapped in some kind of folded space? !
But there was no repetition along the way...

The more Bill thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

But with the experience just now, he did not react at all this time. He pretended to be calm and waited to see what would happen if he continued driving.

Thereafter, no similar incidents occurred again until the villa was stopped.

After everyone got off the bus one after another, he looked around to see if there was a familiar figure.

After a moment, he relaxed and let out a breath.

It was indeed an illusion.

[We have to solve this problem quickly. If we continue like this, we might go insane...]

Bill thought so and followed everyone into the villa.

However, he did not see a figure leaning in the shadow of a tree, making an international friendly gesture to him.

"The car is driving slower than a turtle, not even as fast as I walk. What the hell."

(End of this chapter)