11:53.
In the pouring rain, the bus continued on its way.
The speed was not fast, but the view outside was shrouded in darkness, impossible to see clearly.
Du Wei's vision was greatly affected; it seemed the downpour had intensified.
He was contemplating the details of his plan.
Firstly, he had ruled out the possibility that James and the other two could seal that head, abandoning this uncontrollable element.
Now, he was the only person left on the bus…
Well, as for the half-burned scarecrow, it had indeed turned into just a scarecrow by now.
In the conventional sense, it was dead.
No movement, no reaction, not even a hint of malice could Du Wei feel from it.
It was akin to becoming an item like a lighter.
Du Wei was in dire need of such items that could counter Evil Spirits, even though the few he had on him were quite effective, more would not be unwelcome.
