American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"When encountering something that is not evil, the only way to do it is to kill it decisively."

"Sometimes if you hesitate a step, you may risk losing everything, so no matter what, it is best to kill the other party as soon as possible, or to make the other party semi-incapable, and then have a conversation."

"As long as it is not evil, there is no need to reason with it. Just as good and evil are not mutually exclusive, when your good intentions and kindness are overflowing, the other party only has the idea of ​​​​devouring or killing you, and it is not worth talking to at all."

While Josh was in a daze, Irene looked at the first floor filled with holy light, her expression unusually calm.

After following her bishop for a long time, she was inevitably influenced by him.

And the bishop would often teach her something, like the above sentences, she remembered them.

So when she sensed something on the first floor, she had only one thought: destroy it to avoid trouble.

Thinking of this, Erin glanced at Josh, who was still confused.

The main thing is Mr. Josh, safety is the first factor.

"What happened just now, Sister Irene." Josh reacted and looked at the calm-looking nun. Even though the nun had a delicate face and a somewhat thin figure, he, a big man, still couldn't help it. He secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva that didn't exist.

"I sensed something dirty down there just now." Erin explained calmly.

"That's why I eliminated them as soon as possible to avoid subsequent trouble."

Josh was stunned and could only nod numbly.

Looking at Josh's expression, Erin felt no fluctuation in her heart. She glanced at the house and continued.

"Keep looking, Mr. Josh, on the first floor. I think the appearance of these dirty things does not just appear, but there are some signs."

Eileen looked at the end of the corridor and said, "Maybe the powerful evil spirit is tempting us to go in the direction it specified, so we have to go in the opposite direction."

Hearing this, Josh's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he was thinking. Finally, he also looked along the line of sight that Eileen was looking at, and said in a self-talk.

"I remember there was an attic above. When I was scared, I would hide up there for a long time."

Erin blinked and walked over first.

"Then let's go, Mr. Josh."

Josh took a deep breath and silently followed the nun.

The two walked through the corridor and came to a flight of stairs. Then they looked at the eerie darkness above and paused.

Erin directly transformed into a flashlight that surprised Josh.

"Everything comes from the brain." Erin explained casually. After such a session, she really began to become familiar with the power in her body.

At the same time, these black mist cannot cover her current sight at all.

This ability to sense the surrounding environment gave her a strange feeling.

As the bishop said, sometimes you don’t need to see with your eyes at all, but use your own feelings to see and experience.

Josh's eyelids twitched. He was trying to imagine other things now, but nothing came out.

This nun, who looks like a college student, really comes along casually.

Erin ignored it and continued to climb the stairs to the attic at the top.

Seeing this, Josh quickly followed.

The two arrived at the attic on the top floor and found something.

The attic is an attic, but the area has become a bit larger due to the influence of the world of the dead, which is completely different from the scale of the real world. ,

A door as red as blood appeared in front.

This kind of scale would never be possible in a residential building in the real world.

Josh could only think that this house was fake after all, but when he looked at the door that was as red as blood, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

He remembered the time when he and his son Dalton were doing father-son painting.

"Sister Irene, I have seen this door."

Erin looked over.

"Dalton once painted a similar painting, also with a red door appearing on a black background."

"Mr. Josh, it seems that we have found the source." Eileen said.

"Since it was painted by Dalton, then this red door must be where he has been."

As she spoke, the cross in Erin's hand turned into a revolver. She held it with both hands and pointed it at the red door.

"There's someone blocking us in front."

Josh was a little confused.

But at this moment, a man wearing a black jacket with dense stitch marks all over his face suddenly jumped out, and then rushed toward them with a ferocious roar.

The speed was so fast that he couldn't see the male ghost clearly.

But this speed gradually slowed down in Irene's eyes filled with faint golden light.

Then, bang.

Irene pulled the trigger directly, and white bullets burst out from the muzzle and hit the male ghost directly, beating him to pieces and turning him into a ball of mist.

"Let's go."

Easily killing a male ghost, Irene walked in front first, led Josh over, and then opened the door with her own hands.

A long corridor filled with red candles appeared before him.

The atmosphere is completely different from the outside environment, and it has a very evil and weird feeling.

"Sister Eileen?" Josh didn't know why, but when he saw this, he inevitably felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"fine."

Hearing the nun's response, Josh suddenly smiled when he saw the nun who said nothing and had an expressionless face the whole time.

I saw her say.

"Because the bishop is here."

Josh was stunned, rubbed his eyes and looked forward subconsciously.

A broad silhouette suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work, Eileen. How did you feel along the way?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Josh opened his eyes wide. This was indeed the voice of the young bishop.

"Bishop, it seems very simple." Irene replied in a low voice, seeming to be recalling the process.

"hehe."

In fact, Yorkshire, who had been watching all the way, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and had a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Among the many clergy, the little nun is really outstanding.

You must know that some clergymen always have an undue kindness in their hearts.

And along the way, Eileen has really implemented the principle that people are cruel and don't talk much. When they encounter dirty things, they only say one word: do it.

"Yes, let me do the next step." York said calmly.

"I've seen that guy."

In York's eyes, everything is clear and nothing can cover his eyes.

His gaze penetrated this strange corridor and came directly to a hall like an opera house.

It's like a rehearsal for a real opera.

And he saw the spirit body of a child imprisoned by a chain.

At the outermost edge, there was a throne, and sitting there was a guy who was completely black but had a red face.

It's just that it is preparing to retreat slowly as if it is facing a formidable enemy.

"Yes, Bishop."

Eileen looked obedient, and she didn't look like she was going to fight all the way.

"It seems to want to run away." Yorks smiled, not caring at all about the white holy light appearing on his body.

So much so that Josh discovered that the young bishop had done nothing, but this strange corridor began to slowly become illusory.

Like the red candle above, melted by the hot flame.

In fact, what Josh didn't know was that when Yorkist appeared, the surrounding area had been snooping, and the dense group of evil spirits was retreating from the scene at a very fast speed.

Including the seemingly powerful red-faced evil spirit, but at this time it seems to be imprisoned by something, unable to move, and will burn if it touches outside the limit.

Yorks looked back at Josh, gave a smile, then looked at Erin and said calmly.

"I'll teach you one more thing. No matter how outrageous the tools or weapons are that only appear on TV, they can actually be created.

The specifics are ultimately based on imagination, but the essence is the manifestation of your power. You don’t need to get entangled in common sense, rules, and data. "

Saying that, Yorks didn't care what Erin felt.

Next to him appeared a brand new thing that was somewhat incompatible with the world of the dead.

It was a bronze-colored, cast-iron barrel several meters long, with a dragon engraved on its thick exterior.

This exquisite barrel with a large hole is placed on a mount made of thick wood and shiny metal.

There are two wheels next to the gun mount.

"This is."

As a teacher himself, Josh was a little dumbfounded. As if doubting his life, he rubbed his eyes vigorously to reconfirm the appearance of this huge cannon like a car, and then took a breath of air.

If he guessed correctly, this kind of artillery, which only appears in cultural relics and history, or in museums, is a product of the 16th century and was made in Britain.

"It's funny, do you think it's strange?"

While Josh was dumbfounded, with a dull and shocked look on his face, Yorks patted the cannon, which was called the Hongyi Cannon in China, and smiled.

"Erin, what do you think?"

Eileen nodded and said: "I can probably understand what you mean, Bishop.

Everything is a manifestation of its own power. There is no need to dwell on the thing itself. If possible, I will directly manifest the helicopter next time. "

"Haha, that's good if you understand." Yorkist once again patted the red cannon that he imagined, and stared at the red-faced evil spirit that couldn't live without his holy cage and began to roar towards him, indifferently. road.

"Then we should go back."

Under these calm words.

White light quickly gathered at the muzzle of the Hongyi cannon.

The next second.

A deafening sound suddenly exploded.

Dazzling light burst out from the muzzle, like bright stars descending on the world of the dead.

And when the muzzle of the cannon emitted light with a diameter of more than twenty meters, expressing its presence to the world of the dead and roaring, the cold and dim space was instantly illuminated and filled with warmth.

The light shows a variety of colors, from pure white to various colors, from soft pink and blue to hot golden yellow, directly forming a beautiful spectrum.

Josh was dumbfounded. The appearance of this power that was different from that of the nun made him finally realize the gap between the two.

Because the dim world of the dead lit up, the house also melted and disappeared at this moment.

He stared blankly at his broad back with his hands behind his back, unable to speak for a long time.

Eileen, who was also at the side, stretched out her hand to catch the white feathers falling from the sky, showing a bright smile.

Roar! A horrifying roar sounded, but it disappeared in the next second under the light that could pierce the sky at an astonishing speed and tear the air to form visible cracks.

The light continued to extend forward, destroying everything in its path. Countless energy and countless energy arcs shone around the light, forming a huge energy explosion that blocked the surrounding black mist.

Even the evil spirits in the distance were not spared and were burned to ashes by the aftermath.

"Bishop of York, your lordship."

At this moment, Josh's anxious voice sounded, and he unknowingly used the honorific.

"Dalton"

"He's fine." Yorkshire smiled gently.

"This cannon may seem like it is destroying the world, but it is actually controlled by me. I can make it not hurt anyone, and not hurt anyone."

As he spoke, Yorks shook his head, patted the red barbarian cannon that was as big as a car next to him, let the cannon slowly disappear, and whispered in a low voice.

"I seem to have forgotten something."

Tilting his head, Yorks suddenly remembered the task of catching a few evil spirits and stuffing them into the mysterious dollhouse. Then he looked at the empty scene where the holy power was manifested, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"never mind."

Then he pointed to the child in front of him, only ten meters away, and said to Josh.

"Your son is here."

At this time, Josh finally found Dalton, who was watching all this with innocent eyes.

"Dalton!"

Josh called and hurried over.

Because of this call, Dalton looked subconsciously and found that it was his father. A surprised smile suddenly filled his confused little face.

"dad!"

Dalton ran over at the same time.

The father and son hugged each other and cried with joy.

This kind of scene is quite touching. Seeing the silence of her bishop, Irene silently stepped forward and stood with her bishop.

"That's good." Yorkshire smiled.

"Yes, Bishop." Eileen said, "I also like to see this kind of scene."

"Haha." Yorks raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at this world of the dead, and then said.

"Now that the evil spirit has been eliminated and the child has been found, let's go back."

"Yes." Erin lowered her head slightly.

There was a snap.

The two people disappeared directly, and at this moment, Josh felt like the world was spinning, he was startled, and tried to hold on to his child.

But when his mind was dizzy, the words that came to his ears made him subconsciously open his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was back.

The noise and crying in front of him made him look over.

His wife and mother had already hugged Dalton when he woke up.

"Oh my god, you really worry me!" Riley said sadly, hugging Dalton tightly, but his trembling voice contained a hint of joy.

"Mom, you hold me so tightly, I can't breathe." Dalton said.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ruilai realized later and was flustered for a while.

Seeing this, Josh couldn't help but smile, and then looked around.

The young bishop, the nun, and even the beautiful woman who made him feel respectful and grateful were all gone.

Only Elise and her assistant were left standing behind, watching with a smile on their face.

"Bishop York has left." Iris smiled gently, looking at Josh as if she could know what he was thinking.

"Lowling and the others are sending it away. If you want to express your gratitude, it's not too late."

Josh nodded, quickly got up and ran towards the door, past Elise and others who were looking back, and ran towards the first floor.