American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Janet was a little troubled;

"I can clearly feel that He is right in front of me, but I just can't see it."

She couldn't figure out what was going on.

Yorks smiled. He was not surprised by this result.

As the saying goes, God cannot look directly, unless He allows you to see, so it is not that you cannot see, but that you are too weak or your level is too low.

For example, there are some things that ordinary people cannot see, but Janet or Rowling can see.

And at the next level, Janet and Rowling can no longer see it, and only he can see it. That's the truth.

To put it simply, different levels determine the level of vision and ability.

Of course, Janet is still unable to fully develop her talent, just like a young bird who cannot see the hawk in the sky.

"It's not that you can't see it, it's that it's so powerful that it blocks your perception."

Seeing Janet's still confused and puzzled look like a child, Yorks couldn't help but reached out and touched her head.

"When you become stronger in the future, then all this will no longer be able to obscure your vision."

Janet probably understood the meaning and wanted to say something else, but the door suddenly opened, interrupting her rhythm.

"Mom?"

Janet turned around and saw that it was Peggy who opened the door, so she greeted her first.

Suddenly seeing such a harmonious scene, Peggy, who had been worried and couldn't help opening the door to take a look, looked a little embarrassed.

"Uh, sorry, I seem to have disturbed you?"

She thought that the conversation between the two might not be good, and she was afraid that Janet would make the priest unable to step down. Unexpectedly, looking at it this way, the two seemed to be having a pretty good conversation.

"It's okay, Ms. Peggy, that's about all I asked." Yorkes retracted his hand indifferently, stood up, looked at Janet and smiled.

"My child, there are so many people downstairs. Do you want to come downstairs with me? If you stay alone for too long, He will take advantage of you."

Janet subconsciously looked at her mother.

Peggy pursed her lips and nodded gently in encouragement.

Janet then looked up at the majestic and reassuring priest.

"Can I really go out?"

Yorks asked in a relaxed tone, "Why not? I will take care of the rest. My child, you are free."

Hearing this, Janet looked at her mother and then at Yorks.

Yorks understood the meaning and smiled, "It's okay, go ahead."

Seeing this, Janet stood up immediately, no longer suppressing her thoughts, rushed straight to her mother, and hugged Peggy.

"Mom!"

"Oh my God, my poor good child." Peggy's eyes were red and she hugged her poor daughter tightly.

Yorks stood there, looking at this beautiful scene, with a smile on his face.

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[17:24]

With the arrival of the Yorks and the dispersal of the dark haze, the house that had always been filled with gloom and depressiveness once again returned to what it should be.

There was no laughter, but at least the vitality was restored a little, restoring the atmosphere that a family of five should have.

Janet, Margaret and the other four children, who had not seen each other for a long time, were sitting on the sofa, chatting and hugging each other.

The mother, Peggy, was sitting on the right side of the sofa, her tired face full of motherly love and satisfaction.

On the left side of the sofa were Ed, who was chatting quietly with Morris, and Drew, who was making jokes on the side.

Extending to the end, Rowling, who had already woken up, was sitting behind them with a smile on her face. She thought of something and looked at the priest who was sitting on the edge of the sofa in the corner.

Such a scene in this house that was tortured by supernatural beings was all the result of the priest. Rowling had a look of admiration in her eyes.

However, what she didn't know was that the priest she admired was staring at the sofa, muttering in his heart.

"How could the undead act like this? Isn't this too cowardly?"

Staring at the blurry figure who seemed to be still sitting on the sofa and shaking constantly, Yorks shook his head and looked back at Rowling. He happened to find that she was also staring here and said simply.

"Lowling, can you sense anything?"

Luo Lin, who had been paying attention here, felt it carefully, then shook her head and answered truthfully.

"Father, I can't feel anything."

Hearing this, Yorkist could only give up and sighed. "Okay, I can only look at it at night."

When she said this, Rowling couldn't help but ask: "Father, do you think what happened here is true?"

She has been sensing since she woke up, but she has not sensed or seen anything from the beginning to the end. Everything is normal, as if nothing supernatural has happened.

"Um."

Yorkes didn't hide anything. Based on the information revealed by Janet, he roughly guessed a clue, but there was one missing thread that he hadn't straightened out yet.

The undead Bill in front of him is most likely a good person, but he was enslaved and forced by some powerful existence, responsible for consuming Janet's will.

But he kept his hands and was limited to small movements such as moving Janet's position or the stool.

And that powerful being not only had the Undead Bill move, but also created a monster as a second stop.

It's just that Undead Bill has not completed his duties at this time, so this monster can only wander around in the place he is responsible for.

The only thing I don't know is whether this being is a nun, but I think it's almost certain.

But this is just a guess after all. He needs to talk to the undead Bill in front of him.

I don’t know why, but this undead Bill just shrank for a whole day without showing his head.

Yorks felt a little regretful, and then he took out a small sacred Bluetooth speaker with a little spiritual power from the backpack next to him, secretly stuffed it under the sofa, and then stood up with the backpack.

His tall figure also attracted everyone's attention as soon as he stood up. The atmosphere of the whole place changed in an instant. Janet in particular was nervous for a moment and stared at Yorks closely, as if she felt insecure in his absence.

"Father Yorks, where are you going?" Ed asked.

"I'll go up and take a look, you continue."

Yorks turned back and smiled, focusing on looking at the nervous Janet to reassure her. Then he grabbed his backpack and left the living room and walked up the stairs, disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Father York, is he usually like this?" Morris retracted his gaze and looked at Ed.

"Um."

Ed also had some helplessness in his eyes, "Father, he usually goes his own way. Unless it's about carrying a bag, no matter what it is, he never needs our help."

Hearing this, Morris looked at Rowling.

Rowling gave a very positive answer, "Father York is different from us. All we can do is wait for the priest's instructions."