Those two in such bizarre outfits naturally drew a lot of attention in the bustling train station. Henry and Ryan.

  Countless eyes scanned them, and whispers came from all directions, making the two fledgling exorcists quite nervous.

  "What is this, some kind of cosplay?"

  "Maybe they're actors from a movie set."

  "Could be just traveling con artists. There are plenty of people these days who pretend to be exorcists and run scams."

  The shorter youth frowned, scoffed, and said, "These simpletons think we're con artists."

  "Henry, it's been so long since anyone from the exorcist order has been out in the world. It's normal for our reputation to fade," the taller youth replied.

  Henry shook his head helplessly, "People are so shallow. Since the beginning of time, our exorcist order has been casting out demons, maintaining peace in the world. I didn't expect that after just a few decades of being out of the public eye, no one recognizes our contributions anymore. Instead, they look at us with cold eyes."

  Ryan nodded, lowering his voice, "Henry, isn't that the purpose of our coming down from the mountain this time? To exorcise demons and monsters, so that the prestige of our exorcist order will be restored, and our fame will spread throughout the world again!"

  "Exactly." Henry smiled slightly, a look of longing on his face, "When the exorcist order regains its fame, you and I will certainly be the first to be recognized, like the Wolong and Fengchu of the Three Kingdoms, famous throughout the land."

  Ryan's heart was burning with enthusiasm, as if he could see countless girls cheering for them wherever they went.

  The tourists at the train station already felt an inexplicable aversion to the two strangely dressed men, and when they saw the two of them with such obsessed expressions, they subconsciously quickened their pace, moving away from them.

  In this crowded place, a vacuum appeared on the main path, a rare sight at a train station.

  "Henry, let's go!" Ryan snapped out of it, patting the equally lost in his imagination Henry.

  Henry nodded.

  Ryan took out a golden compass, pinched out a few arcane seals in his hand, and then the pointer on the compass began to shake rapidly before slowly stopping in one direction.

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  Ryan said, "Henry, the place where the ghost or monster has manifested is to the southwest."

  "Let's go!" Henry exclaimed.

  Then the two of them, following the direction indicated by the ghost-seeking compass, used their movement techniques to move quickly.

  Their steps were subtle. Even in the crowd, they advanced quickly with ease, like a wisp of smoke. As long as there was even a small gap, they could float through it.

  The speed of the two was extremely fast, leaving behind a trail of afterimages in the air, but strangely, no one seemed to notice them.

  The exorcist order has stood for a thousand years, and the techniques passed down are naturally extremely profound, incomprehensible to ordinary people.

  In addition, the two were among the best of the younger generation of the exorcist order, proficient in magic, so naturally they would not easily reveal flaws in front of ordinary people.

  Two hours later, the two stopped, panting, outside the entrance to Starlight Amusement Park.

  "Henry, according to the compass, the place where the ghost or monster has manifested is less than a thousand meters ahead," Ryan said, holding the compass.

  Henry's face showed excitement, "Ryan, it's now or never. Success or failure rests on this!"

  The two felt a fire burning in their hearts, and filled with dreams of success, they strode towards the amusement park.

  At the same time, they also held their breath, concentrated their minds, and were ready for a major battle at any time.

  "Hold it right there!"

  Just then, a cold snort came from behind them.

  The two turned around and saw a gorgeous girl looking at them with cold eyes. Her graceful figure caused their hearts to flutter, and they couldn't help but think to themselves.

  But now was not the time to consider these things, but to consider why this girl was stopping them.

  Could she be an accomplice of the ghost or monster, deliberately blocking their path?

  Although there were few examples throughout history of humans and ghosts colluding, they were not unheard of.

  The two exchanged glances and nodded knowingly.

  "Why are you blocking our path, miss? Could it be that you are in league with those demons?" Henry's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

  "What the hell?" Cindy spat out, "What 'in league with'? What 'spare my life'? What did I do?"

  Faced with the girl's tender movements, the two hot-blooded young men, who had never seen many women since they were young, felt a surge of heat rising straight to their heads.

  "Since you are not colluding with demons, why are you blocking our path?"

  Ryan coughed lightly, and said, "Miss, it is common for those of us who exorcise demons and defend justice to not be understood by ordinary people, we understand that. But we don't ask you to help us, we only hope that you don't hinder us."

  "Who cares if you're exorcising demons or just playing dress up," Cindy pouted, "Anyway, buy a ticket first!"

  "Buy a ticket for what?" Henry was stunned.

  Cindy pointed to the long queue not far away, and said, "Seeing as you look, aren't you going to play the Death House? The ticket price is $200 per person, but of course it includes other amusement facilities, not just the Death House."

  "Death House, are you talking about the place where the monster has manifested?" Ryan asked eagerly.

  Cindy looked at the two people strangely, and said, "Yeah."

  "You're saying someone turned the place where the ghost or monster has manifested into a haunted house?"

  Henry and Ryan were both dumbfounded.

  What the hell is this haunted house? Are they using real ghosts as props?

  Are young people these days this creative?