Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"drop……"

"drop……"

"drop……"

Little by little, the wet and cold liquid splashed on his forehead, slid down his cheeks, and gradually soaked the pillow and bed sheet he was resting on.

The air became heavier and heavier, as if there was a lack of oxygen, making it almost impossible to breathe. You could only open your mouth and pant heavily, trying to maintain the amount of oxygen your lungs received.

"Ha ha……"

Du Wei only felt as if he was being suppressed by something, lying on the bed and couldn't move at all, no matter how hard he struggled, it was futile.

He knew that he was having a nightmare, but he couldn't control himself from waking up.

It's hard to imagine.

Any normal person, when he realizes that he is having a nightmare, will resist because of the instinct of the body, which will cause him to wake up from the dream.

For example, sudden weightlessness in sleep, inexplicable heart palpitations.

Those who specialize in the study of human psychology and consciousness can often subconsciously get themselves out of dreams, or change dreams.

But Du Wei couldn't do it. In other words, he fell into a deeper dream and could only wait for his physical awakening.

The consciousness is chaotic, almost unable to think, and can only bear the experience of the nightmare in a daze.

A drop of unknown liquid dripped on Du Wei's face, and some of it entered his eyes and mouth along the way. This feeling was very bad.

He felt a physical disgust, and the smell of those unknown liquids made him irritated instinctively. He tried to shout, but it was useless.

The previous calmness and rationality seemed to have become the worst disguise in the dream. After lightly peeling it off, what was revealed was an ordinary soul, no different from you and me.

Du Wei felt that he could hardly breathe and was about to suffocate.

Physiological fear is difficult to suppress and keep calm.

Especially in the dream, which is the most vulnerable home of human beings and the most powerless.

"call……"

Du Wei let out a long breath, his chest heaved violently, his body bulged upwards involuntarily, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a woman dressed as a priest or a nun floating above, with her mouth open, her ferocious claws Dark brown blood slowly dripped down the teeth.

The body is parallel and the eyes meet.

It stared at Du Wei, with a strange and malicious smile on the corner of its mouth.

There was a sharp pain in Du Wei's heart, and great fear arose from the bottom of his heart for no reason.

The originally clear and calm deep black pupils suddenly shrank, and the whites of the eyes were covered with dense bloodshot.

...

Monday, May 18, at 2:19 am.

In the bedroom on the second floor of the psychological consultation clinic.

Suddenly, Du Wei sat up from the bed, his breathing was a little short, and his face was extremely pale, as if he was a patient recovering from a serious illness.

He stretched out his right hand, supported his forehead, and rubbed gently.

"What a weird dream..."

Du Wei's voice was extremely hoarse, and his brows were tightly frowned in extreme pain.

Thinking of what he experienced in the dream, he felt nauseated from the bottom of his heart, and even his stomach twitched faintly, feeling a violent vomiting.

After throwing off the quilt, Du Wei put on his slippers and went to the bathroom. When he reached the door, he stopped again.

The bedroom door, which was originally intact, was damaged during the contact with the second evil spirit the day before yesterday, and he had already torn it down, and the new wooden door had not yet been delivered.

Therefore, from the bedroom at this time to the space outside the second floor, it is unobstructed.

At this time, on the ground at the door.

An object the size of a basketball lay quietly on the ground, and some shadows fanned out behind the object, like clotted blood.

Du Wei exhaled, his eyes became extremely cold, and he pressed the light switch in the bedroom,

With the other hand he drew a pistol from the pocket of his pajamas.

"I don't have the habit of throwing things around, so what the hell are you?"

The moment the light came on, the safety of the pistol was also pulled.

However, what came into view...

It was a human head covered in dried blood.

The shadow was chestnut hair, twisted together with some blood stains, looking like weeds.

Du Wei's face instantly became strange.

"A human head?"

Holding the gun, he pulled out the silver cross dagger that was next to his body with his backhand, and moved closer to it.

"Is it Roy?"

At such a close distance, Du Wei could see the face of the human head clearly. The originally exquisite facial features were distorted into one piece at this time, and after the large blood coagulated under the skin, it showed a caramel color.

Only a pair of eyes are wide open, able to see the original blue color.

The huge wound under the head is very uneven, with some flesh, as if it was torn off by a huge force.

It's Roy...

Du Wei's eyes regained his composure, and he walked over without looking, and came to the bathroom.

For these horrific events beyond reality, he has been able to calmly face them, and even turn a blind eye to a certain extent.

After all, whether it's evil spirits or some weird things, most of their power comes from people's terror and emotions. The more violent the mood swings, the faster they will make themselves die.

At this time, in the bathroom.

The lighting is normal, and the faucet has not been turned on for no reason.

Turning the faucet once, clear and cold water flowed out.

Du Wei washed his face, his head was clear, he looked at the bottom of the sink, took a deep breath, then turned his head and walked out of the bathroom, back to the bedroom.

Da da da……

There were only footsteps in the whole house.

Outside, the rain continued to fall without any sign of decreasing.

The latest weather forecast shows that in the next week, there will be such continuous rainstorms.

...

Early morning, 6:20.

Du Wei drove a Subaru Impreza from the psychological counseling clinic and went straight to the church where Father Tony was.

When he arrived, there were already many people praying in the church.

Du Wei didn't have any so-called beliefs, and he didn't like the church stuff, so he just glanced at Father Tony on the stands of the church, and found a corner to sit down.

At this time, a woman sitting in front of her, her head bowed and sobbing, caught his attention.

Looking at the back, the woman is slightly hunched, her black hair is tied into a ponytail, and her shoulders are exposed in a suspenders. Her skin is yellowish, and she seems to be of Asian descent.

In the West, prayer is a very sacred thing. When a person is unable to control his emotions when praying, sobbing, crying, etc., it is often that this person is experiencing pain and suffering that ordinary people cannot admit.

Du Wei remembered seeing some cases before. When some murderers and their family members were praying, they became very emotional because of their inner anxiety and apprehension. They were finally reported and fell into the law.

Of course, the priest would not do such a thing, because as a person of faith, the priest would never violate his principles and betray any teller's secrets.

Looking at this woman, he was guessing the reason for her sobbing. Suddenly, Du Wei's eyes became dry, and a sharp buzzing sound came from his ears.

Vision...