Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"Dr. Du Wei, regarding you, since Aisha's and Roy's deaths have something to do with you, please stay on the phone recently."

"If you encounter any trouble, please remember to call the police or contact me."

"Also, regarding the situation at Roy's house, please keep it a secret. It is related to your safety."

"Also, don't you really invite me to sit at your house?"

...

In the evening, it was still raining.

Professionals responsible for collecting the corpses came to the scene, took the corpses away, and sealed the entire house to prohibit people from entering.

From the beginning to the end, Roy's missing head was not found.

After instructing Du Wei, Tom and others also closed the team and left.

At this time, Du Wei came to his brand new Subaru, opened the door, and took out the antique clock wrapped in the shroud on the co-pilot.

Click...

Turn the key and open the door.

Maybe it was because of the continuous rain, the temperature inside the house seemed a little low, with a damp and cold feeling, which made people feel uncomfortable.

At this time, Du Wei frowned suddenly, raised his head and looked towards the second floor.

clatter……

clatter……

At the stairs on the second floor, there was a strange sound like someone's footsteps.

bang.

Behind him, the door closed automatically, as if an invisible big hand pulled it suddenly.

snap.

The clock hanging on the wall also fell to the ground at an angle, and the broken pointer and glass shards splashed out, and scattered on the floor in front of Du Wei in the direction of an arrow.

"It seems that you killed Roy."

Du Wei's tone was flat, his face was normal, as if he didn't care about the abnormal changes in the room at all.

He walked directly to the wall where the clock was originally hung. At this time, the atmosphere in the whole room was very dead, and some faint and subtle voices rang in his ears.

Out of the corner of his eye, he also saw something like fog.

Du Wei calmly hung the wrapped antique clock on the wall, then untied the dead knot, pulled the two sides apart, and the rotten woman's arm stuffed at the bottom also fell to the ground.

However, Du Wei didn't pay attention, but stared at the hands of the antique clock with calm eyes.

Ka Ka Ka...

On the dial, the overlapped hands that had stopped originally began to rotate as if the soul and power had been reinjected at the moment the shroud was pulled away.

At the same time, Du Wei felt something abnormal in the room.

This kind of abnormality is difficult to describe in words, it seems that there is darkness in front of your eyes, but you are stepping on the ground under your feet. There is a sense of contrast, as if you can't see it, but you can feel it.

In Du Wei's perception, the whole house is full of traces of evil spirits, which he already knew, so he has long been used to it, but now, with the shroud lifted, this evil antique clock has resumed its rotation .

The whole house became much quieter and more normal.

The so-called checks and balances seem to be tilting towards a good angle.

But Du Wei knows that even on a calm lake, the bottom is often full of eddies and undercurrents.

If it wasn't for the time it took for the exorcist in charge of New York to arrive, if it wasn't for being haunted by two evil spirits, if it wasn't for looking for a chance of life, Du Wei wouldn't want to deal with these evil things at all.

"Ding ding ding..."

At this time, Du Wei's cell phone rang.

Take out the phone, the contact note is Alex.

Du Wei raised his eyebrows and pressed the answer button: "Good evening, Alex."

"Phew, good evening, listen, I just received a message that something dangerous seems to have happened to you, right?"

"Well...the neighbor died.

"

"My God, I asked someone to inquire about it. I heard that there was a perverted murderer. The deceased was a woman, and she died tragically. It's very dangerous. I'm worried about you, do you understand?"

Hearing the concerns expressed in Alex's tone, Du Wei was silent for a while and said, "Don't worry, the police will deal with this matter."

Alex said anxiously on the other end of the phone: "But what if something happens? Why don't you come to my house and stay for a few days. My place is a high-end community with strong security forces, much safer than where you live."

"No, it's not appropriate."

While talking, Du Wei picked up the broom and cleaned up the pieces of the clock, but bypassed the rotten woman's arm.

The appearance of this thing is very strange.

Under normal circumstances, evil spirits are incorporeal, but when they were at Alex's house, this weird looking antique clock produced a woman's arm.

And, one bullet took care of it.

Obviously, this thing is abnormal. Compared with it, the existence of evil spirits is much more scientific.

"Okay, Alex, that's all for today. I'm a little tired and ready to rest."

"Well...if you change your mind, you can always come to my house and find me."

Du Wei hummed and hung up the phone.

By the way, he glanced at the time.

It's time to eat.

...

10:25 in the middle of the night.

The rain in North Brook is getting heavier and heavier. The city's sewer system is not doing very well. Many streets have been covered by rain, and the water level in lower-lying places is gradually rising. Some parked vehicles are mostly submerged. In the water.

A street with less water accumulation.

"Damn..."

A man wearing an Armani suit was standing on the spot with an umbrella, and a gust of wind blew in, causing his hand holding the umbrella to twitch, and he staggered, drenched in the rain.

"Damn the weather, the damn taxi, why haven't they come yet."

The man cursed and wiped the rain off his face, and when the cold wind blew, he shivered involuntarily.

At this time, two beams of light shone from afar.

Looming, a bus drove over and stopped in front of him.

The man raised his head subconsciously. This was an old-looking bus, like a product left over from the 1970s and 1980s, but it seemed to be well maintained, otherwise it wouldn't be still in use.

The front door of the bus was opened, and the lights inside were dim, and the driver in uniform could be vaguely seen sitting in the driver's seat, as well as three passengers, who seemed to be two men and one woman.

but……

This place doesn't seem like a bus stop, does it?

The man turned his head and looked. Suddenly, he noticed a stop pole with a bus icon on it not far to his left.

"Hey, didn't I see it just now?"

Doubt only stopped in the man's heart for a while, and then he didn't think about it anymore. He really needed a place to shelter from the rain. No matter where the bus was going, he didn't want to be like an idiot waiting for the next bus in the rain. Idiot taxis.

"fuck, I will definitely complain to the damn taxi company, just wait!"

Putting away the umbrella, the man stepped onto the bus directly.

In an instant, the car door was closed, and the entire scene inside the car was covered by the door, and nothing could be seen anymore.