Having devoted myself to guiding souls, I was surrounded by them after my death.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a tuning fork and shook it gently.

"Om-"

【Soul-Eating Tuning Fork】

[Effect: Controls the target's mind; one sound controls one person. The weaker the target's mental state, the stronger the effect; conversely, the stronger the mental state, the weaker the effect.]

[Price: Consumes the user's mind; each sound will drain the user's mental energy.]

Chen Shi felt dizzy for a moment, but the [No Illness Bandage] took effect at the same time, allowing him to recover quickly.

At the same time, the man looked pained, his features contorted in agony, and he began to struggle and convulse.

To avoid repeating the mistakes of Qiu Shi Private College and Bus Route 104, Chen Shi pressed for an answer:

"How many malevolent spirits are inside the ferry?"

The man's eyes were vacant as he answered truthfully:

"One."

Chen Shi, panting heavily, continued to ask:

Where does it appear?

"Wandering around on the second and third floors of the ferry," the man answered truthfully, his eye twitching.

"How did it die? How did this evil spirit die?"

Chen Shi pulled the hoisting rope tight:

"Say!"

"Cough... I don't know."

The man's body twitched, and his lips trembled.

"As expected." Chen Shi was not surprised.

Su Yining's body fragments were stored by the Prosperous Flower Society, and the evil spirit was also conceived by the Prosperous Flower Society. Spirit weapon hunters are similar to mercenaries in nature, so naturally they don't know the specific information about the evil spirit.

Not to mention that he was just a lackey of Wei Jingyao.

"Uh……"

Just then, the man's body trembled violently, and his consciousness began to return.

Chen Shi wrapped the rope around his head and then twisted it.

"Crack!"

Clean and efficient, sending him on his way.

Beside her, Su Yining paid no attention to these spirit weapon hunters, but instead asked with concern:

"Chen Shi, are you alright? I remember this tuning fork has side effects, right?"

"It's alright. My inspiration has improved, and with the [Illness-Free Bandage] added, using it occasionally won't cause any problems."

Chen Shi retracted the hoisting rope, his objective clear:

"Let's go and deal with that evil spirit."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange sound of footsteps came:

"Da da... da da..."

Chen Shi's gaze sharpened, and he and Su Yining looked up at the ceiling simultaneously.

"Da da... da da..."

The footsteps were rhythmic, repeatedly pacing in place.

"Is someone dancing?"

Chapter 164 Ferry Dancer

"Chen Shi, did you hear that?" Su Yining became alert.

"heard it."

As a secondary ferryman, Chen Shi remained calm:

"Let's go upstairs."

In any case, to completely eliminate the Spirit Hunter and retrieve Su Yining's body, this malevolent spirit must be dealt with.

While Wei Jingyao and Zhang Luan'an are being held back by Song Qingmei, we should resolve this as soon as possible.

Chen Shi climbed the old wooden stairs inside the cabin and arrived at the second floor of the ferry.

Stepping out of the stairs, a narrow, long corridor comes into view.

The murky, sea-smelling air filled my nostrils.

"The smell is getting stronger and stronger." Chen Shi walked into the corridor.

Stepping into the corridor, the temperature plummeted, and a chill swept over us. It was the kind of cold that felt like a sea breeze blowing on our skin, seeping into our bones, and carrying an unpleasant stickiness.

"Senior, stay close."

Chen Shi led the way, with Su Yining following closely behind.

Considering Su Yining's special physical condition, if special circumstances arise, he needs her to act as a messenger between him and Song Qingmei, traveling back and forth between the two fronts in the Spirit Cage.

"Tap!"

The tap-kick sound rang out again.

Chen Shi turned his head and looked ahead along the corridor.

"Tap tap... tap tap..."

Ahead lay utter darkness, the corridor seemingly stretching endlessly, its destination unknown.

The tap-kick sound came from the deepest darkness.

Without hesitation, Chen Shi strode forward.

What needs to be done now is to find the evil spirit, force it out of its cage, and exorcise it.

Before me was a mahogany ceiling. The passageway was narrow and cramped, and the deeper one went, the stronger the smell of decay became.

Go deeper inside, and you can clearly feel the floor shaking.

It wasn't the vibration of a train, but rather the swaying sensation of floating on water.

The mahogany wall panels were blackened by the dampness and made a dull creaking sound when stepped on.

Along both sides of the corridor, a retro wall lamp is embedded in the wall at intervals, but all the lamps are dark, and the visibility is very limited.

"It's too dark here," Su Yining asked. "Chen Shi, can you use that... intuition to find your way?"

"No need for that trouble."

Chen Shi took out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and a beam of light shone out.

"You can do that?" Su Yining hadn't expected such a modern solution.

Chen Shi laughed:

"Of course we'll use a cell phone if we have one; ferrymen aren't cavemen."

He picked up his phone and shone it on both sides of the corridor.

On both sides, there were rows of wooden doors, each with a round glass opening.

Chen Shi shone the flashlight inside.

White light streamed through the glass into the room, revealing a bedroom with extremely retro furnishings.

Two iron-framed beds were placed on the left and right sides of the room, separated by a dressing table.

However, the dressing table was empty and covered with a layer of dust. On the other hand, there were two layers of quilts on the bed, as if someone had lived there not long ago.

"The second floor is guest rooms?" Chen Shi muttered. "It seems they really intended to turn this ferry into a tourist attraction."

He adjusted the angle and continued to shine the beam inside.

Suddenly, a chill slowly crept up the back of my neck.

Chen Shi refocused his gaze; the room became blurry, while the wooden door and glass became clear.

"!"

A pale face was starkly reflected on the glass!

Su Yining called out:

"Chen Shi! Behind you!"

At the same time, inspiration sounded an alarm, and the scarlet thread tightened instantly.

Chen Shi suddenly squatted down, and a withered white hand instantly tore through the wooden door, leaving a horrifying scratch mark on it.

Turning around, I saw a dark red figure flash by and disappear into the darkness once more.

"Senior, did you see clearly?" Chen Shi asked Su Yining.

"No, it's too fast. I turned my head and it was right behind you."

Su Yining was still somewhat shaken:

"Are you okay?"

"No, luckily I reacted quickly."

Chen Shi looked at the scratches on the door; the cuts were so deep that they almost cut the wooden door in half.

Just then, a crisp thud sounded again:

"Da da... da da..."

This time, the sound was closer and clearer.

Chen Shi turned the flashlight forward and saw a shadow reflected on the ground at the corner of the corridor ahead.

The shadow's outline was graceful and slender, stretched out to appear exceptionally long.

There was no music inside the ferry, and the shadow danced in mid-air, slowly spinning, then raising its hand, bending over, and moving its feet, its movements light and graceful.

Behind the wall, a dark red hem of clothing could be seen fluttering.

"Dark red, is that what we just saw?" Su Yining remained vigilant.

"There's no mistake, it's a malevolent spirit."

Chen Shiling explored the way, taking small steps forward, gradually approaching the corner.

"Da da! Da da!"

The sound of footsteps was crisp and loud.

Presumably because it was anchored on the river, and with Song Qingmei, Wei Jingyao, and Zhang Luan'an wrestling on the deck, the ferry was rocking, and the swaying on the second floor was even more noticeable, but the woman jumped very steadily.

Chen Shi carried the violin case on his back and continued forward.

The task at hand is clear: force the evil spirit out of its cage and exorcise it.

Therefore, he must provoke the evil spirit to a certain degree—forcing the spirit cage is also a skill.

Watching the shadows dancing on the ground, Chen Shi remained calm and pulled out the rope.

Under the beam of light, his figure and the shadow in front of him were elongated.

"Da da! Da da!"

With a crisp sound of footsteps, Chen Shi pressed himself against the wall, took a deep breath, exchanged a glance with Su Yining, and then darted around the corner!

However, the anticipated danger did not occur.

The flashlight shines.