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

Chapter 511

The direct, clear, and perfectly timed sarcasm caused Shen Xuanxuan's face to flush red and then pale.

"That's not quite right. I brought them in here only to serve as witnesses, but I never expected... how could you, a junior, speak so rudely?"

Unable to explain himself clearly, Shen Xuanxuan could only change the subject, but it was also his true feeling.

How could someone with no presence speak like that? Is the other person deliberately hiding themselves?

Shen Xuanxuan had this guess in his mind, but he dismissed it in an instant.

It's not uncommon for someone to lack real ability and rely on the influence of close relatives to bully others; this young man is probably one of them.

Normally, he probably wouldn't mind teaching the other party a lesson, but in this crisis, he couldn't care less about that.

“Look outside.”

A police officer nearby pointed at the glass window and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a thick, dark cloud looming down on the hotel at a visible speed.

[The dark energy coalesced into clouds, obscuring the sky and blocking out the sun. Communication tools must have failed. This is an attempt to completely trap us here and kill us.]

Shen Xuanxuan understood the underlying principle, but was powerless to change it, and could only try to comfort himself.

Given the current situation, how much worse can it get?

No matter what methods the enemy uses, he has no way out and will ultimately have to fight the evil spirit to the death.

But before risking his life, he had to figure out exactly what the other party wanted to do.

Shen Xuanxuan originally thought that the evil spirits here were different from those in Hong Kong, killing anyone they saw and having no rationality, but Julian, who had just possessed him, shattered this impression.

The evil spirit controlling his body clearly wanted to use the hotel manager's identity to potentially hinder their expulsion.

This means that they do indeed have a purpose and a plan.

Shen Xuanxuan was still deep in thought and did not notice that Theresa and the young man had already arrived together at the safe passage where Julian had last disappeared.

……

"Could you handle that evil spirit that possessed someone just now?"

"can."

"It's okay if we don't have puppets?"

"Don't underestimate the power of miracles to improve the physical condition of clergy. Besides, I only need to buy myself a little time to recite the scriptures."

"But I've never seen you fight in close combat, it's always... nothing."

"-////- The enemies we encountered before were always too strong; they would launch surprise attacks. Next time, no, this time you'll definitely see them."

"Then I'll wait and see."

Seeing the other party baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, Su Fan was both angry and anxious, so he changed the subject to the supernatural events that were currently taking place.

“This hotel is very strange. I just used my divine sense to investigate and found a lot of rotting bones in the foundation below.”

Upon hearing this, Theresa looked down at the floor beneath her feet.

"Was this a cemetery before? But this is London..."

"Of course they're not cemeteries; they could be sacrificial offerings used for driving live stakes."

Driving live piles is a ritual recorded in the Lu Ban Book. Before or upon completion of a large-scale project, living people are buried as sacrifices in the foundation or piles to pray for the stability of the project, ward off evil spirits and disasters, or appease the spirits angered by the earthmoving.

The sacrifices for the "living stake" are usually children or innocent and kind people. It is precisely because of this that their resentment is particularly strong when they suffer undeserved misfortune.

"In modern history, many people from major Eastern countries crossed oceans to Europe or the Americas to escape war, and among them were some extraordinary individuals. This should be the legacy they left behind."

In the eyes of some prominent figures in the past, certain beings were not even considered human. George Washington, the Founding Father of the United States, not only had his teeth filled with the teeth of enslaved Africans, but also wore boots made from the scalp of Native Americans.

It's not surprising that some lowly child laborers are purchased as human sacrifices for important projects.

After listening to Su Fan's explanation, Theresa's expression became somewhat serious.

……

"I can't understand..."

Shen Xuanxuan felt dizzy and his head was spinning from thinking so much that even his scalp was itchy from the heat.

The ghosts of those who died unjustly have a proper place to rest in both Eastern and Western mythologies.

The former can be reincarnated, and may be born with a silver spoon in their mouth in their next life.

The latter can return to heaven and enjoy eternal bliss in a world filled with holy light and beauty.

Although the mainstream objects of belief in the East and the West are different, they generally teach people to be good and do good deeds.

Such malevolent spirits who harm others will never have a good end.

Revenge? The Victorian era is a century apart from today, and even if reincarnation truly exists, it would be a thing of the distant past.

Was it to find a substitute? But scapegoats usually make sure the person they're surrogate dies in the same way they did, and those ghosts don't look like they were killed by falling.

Shen Xuanxuan had no choice but to abandon his thinking and continue his investigation.

"Andrei, you and the officers stay down here and maintain order. I'll pick a few people to go up and take a look."

"Do you need this? It'll make it easier to contact me anytime."

Shen Xuanxuan stopped Andrei from untying the walkie-talkie.

"No need. The communication equipment in this hotel has been severely interfered with and should no longer be usable."

Unconvinced, Andrei shouted at the machine a few times, but there was indeed no response.

"Ghosts dare not act recklessly in crowded places. Make sure they are not allowed to act alone. If they need to go to the toilet, they must go in groups of at least three."

"Don't worry. I know what to do."

After receiving Andrei's assurance, Shen Xuanxuan went to the safety passage and found Theresa and her "little follower" already waiting there.

"I'd like to go up and investigate. Can you come with me? But let me make this clear first: those ghosts are no ordinary beings. The person next to you might need your attention to protect them."

Just to be on the safe side, let him stay with the others below. With the yang energy gathered there, even evil spirits won't dare to attack directly.

"No need, we will take good care of ourselves."

Seeing this, Shen Xuanxuan didn't say anything more. He took the lead, flicked his sleeves, and walked up the stairs.

The hotel is well-equipped, and most people will choose the spacious and bright elevator, which saves time and effort.

Although the emergency exit is inspected and cleaned regularly, it remains deserted and quiet due to a lack of people.

The sounds of breathing and footsteps were particularly jarring in the narrow stairwell.

But those present were no ordinary people, so how could they be frightened by this little bit of eerie atmosphere?

"If possible, speed up your pace."

Shen Xuanxuan spoke as he walked.

"Although evil spirits dare not attack a group of people gathered together, they will use various means to frighten and lure people away from the group. Over time, it will be difficult to maintain order below."

Without them suppressing the yin energy emanating from the earth, our situation would become dangerous.

(End of this chapter)