Chapter 28: Who kicks me when I am down?

Reginald took it as soon as he could and turned it over to see the headline position carrying a large photo of a courtyard with a metaphysical ritual, a man sitting in the center with his eyes closed and his mouth open, seemingly reciting some kind of incantation.

[Councilmember Brady Brook's home in the middle of the night, a ghost-burying ritual, which is the most sinister and vicious rite.]

"A ghost-burying ritual?"

Reginald said coldly.

"It's all superstition." Ben was not a fan of this kind of ritual and said, "I heard that this rite is extremely insidious, it can knock a spirit down to the blackest layers of purgatory, and after suffering a lot of tortures and sufferings, then cause their souls to be vanished, and the spirits will never be able to go back to life."

"The Brook’s wants to beat that spirit to death?"

Reginald asked, looking at the newspaper.

"I contacted a couple of media outlets, and only one reporter said he vaguely seemed to hear the virtuoso who cast the spell