Su Fan was a bit taken aback for a moment, but then he quickly understood.
The person he was dealing with was a normal person who had gone to the same high school and shared the same class as him.
Not like those male and female leads in horror movies whose IQs are basically below zero, constantly rushing headlong down the path to their own doom.
He took the documents from Luke and started looking through them.
While he did, Luke kept explaining to Su Fan.
“The previous owner of the house was a single mom raising two daughters. The one before that lived there around the 1950s.”
“There’s no way that place used to be a cemetery; it’s been a residential area for nearly a hundred years.”
“Honestly, I don’t really believe in this stuff, but I’m not dumb enough to deliberately break the rules just to test it, you know, Su? Even the Bible says not to put the Lord to the test.”
“But the situation back then was just too awful.”
“Some kind of force made the wooden board the few of us were pressing down on slide… All the lights in the house went out for no known reason…”
“The gas stove suddenly turned on. And the creepiest thing was what happened to Debbie’s friend’s ex-boyfriend. When he went to check things out, someone—or something—shoved him, and he crashed into a mirror.”
Luke sighed at this point.
“As much as I don’t want to believe it, it’s pretty clear that a few of us have gotten caught up in something science just can’t explain.”
“If we don’t find a way to help ourselves soon, something bad is bound to happen sooner or later.”
“We couldn’t find any useful information anywhere else, so I had no choice but to start looking for clues from the Ouija board itself.”
“That’s why I’m here.”
Su Fan nodded.
“The Ouija board itself is just a medium. Of course you won’t find anything useful by investigating the board itself.”
“So, you came to me for an exorcism?”
Luke looked surprised when he heard that, then shook his head.
“No, no, no, Su. You’re not involved in that kind of stuff. I can’t drag you into this.”
He and Su Fan went way back, and he’d never heard anything about his old friend knowing any witchcraft or magic.
He really just wanted to ask his old classmate for his opinion on the board.
“Just give me that thing already. Maybe there’s still some kind of ominous residue left on it.”
Seeing Su Fan still fiddling with the Ouija board, Luke quickly reached over, took it, and wrapped it up.
“This thing is way too damn creepy. It’s best not to have any connection to it.”
Ron, who had been listening quietly on the side, looked at Su Fan, then hesitated as if she wanted to say something.
She really wanted to tell Luke, “The things you’re dealing with wouldn’t last a single round against this guy.”
If he just asked for help, everything could be solved easily.
But since Luke wasn’t asking, Ron couldn’t speak for Su Fan. She could only stand there, feeling anxious and useless.
But soon, she heard Su Fan speak up.
“The things you guys ran into? Not hard to fix.”
Luke was stunned for a second, then a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face.
“Su, do you know a medium or a priest? I had no idea your family had connections like that!”
Of course, he didn’t think his old friend, after a few years apart, had suddenly transformed into an exorcist. He just figured Su Fan had some special connections.
“I don’t know any priests, but I do know one medium. But she’s pretty old. I doubt she’d be up for a job like exorcism.”
Su Fan told Luke the truth.
Elise didn’t know how to deal with evil spirits. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been pushed into a corner by someone like Black Widow Parker.
Introducing her to Luke probably wouldn’t solve the problem; it would more likely get that kind-hearted old lady killed.
“Then… then why did you say it’s not hard to fix?”
Luke was bewildered. For a moment, he even thought Su Fan was messing with him on purpose.
“Who says you need a medium or a priest to perform an exorcism? I’ll just go handle it myself.”
Su Fan said this very casually.
“You can perform exorcisms?”
“Otherwise?”
They were just wandering, lonely ghosts, after all.
Games like the Ouija board are basically the same as the “Pen Fairy” or “Plate Fairy” rituals back in China, which came from a folk practice called Fuji (planchette writing).
Since it’s folk stuff, what kind of gods could you possibly summon? At best, you’re just contacting some ghosts.
Nothing worth taking seriously.
But contrary to his expectations, when Luke heard this, his expression suddenly turned serious.
“Su, I need to make this clear with you again.”
“I am not joking around.”
“Evil spirits causing trouble isn’t something a non-professional can handle.”
“Please, don’t even think about trying it just to see what happens. Don’t rush into this recklessly.”
If he could help it, Luke really didn’t want to drag anyone else into this.
He could truly feel the evil drawing closer. He knew best how terrifying it was to be targeted by something like that.
“Do you have a better choice right now?”
Su Fan’s question back at him left Luke silent.
He looked at Su Fan. The latter was just as calm, steady, and unflappable as he remembered him.
…………
Luke opened the antique shop door and left.
On the counter in front of Su Fan, there was now a small piece of paper.
Luke had ultimately decided to trust Su Fan’s words and had written down the exact address of the villa where they had used the Ouija board.
He needed to go back and take care of a few things.
He also needed to tell the others that he had found an exorcist and reassure his girlfriend, who had been on edge for days, along with their other friends.
Now, only Su Fan and Ron were left in the shop.
After Luke was long gone, Ron couldn’t help but ask,
“If it’s ghosts causing trouble, can’t you just use talismans? Do you really have to go there yourself, Su?”
Ever since she witnessed the showdown between Su Fan and Paimon, Ron understood completely what level this young man was on.
She felt that regular ghostly shenanigans weren’t even worth Su Fan making a personal trip.
This wasn’t just overkill, like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken; this was like using an anti-aircraft gun to swat a mosquito.
Not to mention, Su Fan was still injured.
“Think of it as rehab, I guess.”
Su Fan said casually, not offering much more explanation.
His talisman skill had already been upgraded to the “Heavenly Talisman” level.
Protection talismans or evil-repelling talismans might actually solve the problem, but Su Fan wouldn’t get anything out of it.
A minor ghost wasn’t worth the trip for Su Fan, but the skill proficiency was.
Speaking of talismans, he had promised to give the Winchester brothers the Five Thunder Talismans after everything was over.
But his original stock of Five Thunder Talismans had been completely used up during the fight.
Thinking of this, Su Fan took out paper, an ink stick, a brush, and an ink stone.
After reaching 100% mastery in the Complete Talisman Compendium, Su Fan could even skip the steps of burning incense and washing his hands. He just picked up the brush and started painting.
It had only been two days, but drawing the Five Thunder Talismans again felt completely different to Su Fan.
Smooth.
That was the word: smooth.
Before, when Su Fan drew talismans, the failure rate was pretty low—maybe one in ten failed. But after drawing a lot, there would always be one or two duds.
Now, though? There was no such thing as a failed drawing.
It was a 100% success rate!
And on top of that, the thunderous power contained in these newly successful Five Thunder Talismans was on a completely different level from the previous ones.
Su Fan estimated that when used, the lightning bolt would be as thick as a strong man’s arm. The power would be at least twice as strong as before!
Whoa!
Only then did Su Fan realize, a bit belatedly, just how significant the “significantly increased” in the description really was.
The “discount goods” the Winchester brothers bought weren’t defective at all; they were actually top-quality items, better than ever before.
Those two lucky punks got a real deal.
It didn’t take long to finish drawing two talismans. Su Fan put them away.
