Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"I'm fine, Alex, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's nothing, I mean, I forgot to prepare a gift for you."

"Well, that's what I expected, but I haven't forgotten."

Alex's luxury sports car is driving on the street, looking extremely cool and eye-catching.

inside the car.

With a calm expression on his face, Du Wei casually took the gift box prepared by Alex, put it in his backpack, and stared at Alex's face non-stop.

Her facial features are delicate and fair, and she looks even more beautiful after makeup.

This is a very outstanding Caucasian beauty, even from the perspective of oriental aesthetics, there is nothing wrong with it.

But in the state of spiritual vision, Du Wei discovered that Alex's body was surrounded by some dense black particles.

And, he saw visions.

...

The location is Alex's home.

It was late at night, and there was only one light on in the room, making it a bit dark.

Alex was wearing a Cerruti black suspender dress, lying quietly on the sofa, revealing his slender and beautiful figure.

Then, her body floated up strangely, as if controlled by some force, her limbs were bent towards the anti-joint at an angle that violated the structure of the human body...

Sudden……

Du Wei's eyes were a little dry, and the illusion ended here.

Seeing this, Alex asked him suspiciously: "Are you sure you don't need me to take you to the hospital?"

Du Wei rubbed his eyes and said, "No, thank you."

I saw illusions in the state of spiritual vision, a total of two times.

For the first time, he saw himself holding a gold brooch and stabbing himself in the neck.

The second time, it was about Alex...

What does he think this might represent, to predict the future? Not too possible……

Is it a sign?

After thinking about it, Du Wei raised his eyebrows, looked at Alex's slender figure, and said, "By the way, do you have a Cerruti black suspender dress... Its approximate shape is..."

While speaking, Du Wei described the style of the black suspender skirt he saw.

"Huh? How do you know that!"

Alex casually explained while driving: "That's a dress I bought for a date, I probably haven't told you about it?"

"It's true that I didn't say it, but I looked at Cerruti's official website, and there was a dress that cost more than 100,000 yuan that was bought two days ago. After thinking about it, it should be you who bought it."

"Hmm, I didn't expect you to be so careful. You discovered all of this."

"But it's a pity that my makeup today doesn't suit that dress. I'll show it to you another day. I think you will like it."

Alex didn't think much, and was bypassed by Du Wei's casual perfunctory words.

Du Wei also smiled lightly, but began to think in his heart.

The reason why he asked was just to verify how credible the illusion he saw was.

Now it seems that part of it is based on reality.

It can be understood as a certain ability of spiritual vision.

But it is uncontrollable, and it is impossible to know whether people who have entered the spiritual vision stage have such abilities.

Rationally speaking, it is unlikely, otherwise, the evil spirit would have been completely eliminated long ago.

Thinking of this, Du Wei frowned, so Alex will die in the hands of the evil spirit?

From the illusion, the evil spirit who killed her in the future should be the same as the one who killed Roy, that is, the most threatening one in his own family.

So Du Wei calmly said to Alex: "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

"Um?"

Alex, who was driving, was a little surprised when he heard Du Wei's question suddenly.

She turned her head, curled her lips at Du Wei, and said, "Is this a new popular way of teasing girls? If I don't believe it,

Are you trying to scare me and make me think you're even more mysterious by saying you've had some kind of mess and then telling some inexplicable news? "

"Hey, you have to know that there are a lot of people chasing me, routines don't make any sense, you can be more direct."

Speaking of this, Alex gave Du Wei a meaningful look.

If it were any other man, she would have parked the car and chased him away with a cold face.

But if it were Du Wei, she thought it could be understood as a straight man getting enlightened?

Then, Du Wei took out a silver cross dagger from his pocket, which was the first one that Father Tony sold him.

Then, he took out a bottle of holy water from his backpack.

"What's this?"

"Silver cross dagger soaked in holy mercury, and a bottle of holy water for exorcism."

Alex:? ? ?

...

Afternoon, 15:28.

A one77 parked on the street opposite the psychological counseling clinic.

The car door opened, and Alex reluctantly sent Du Wei to the door.

"I enjoyed myself today, thank you."

"By the way, it's not that I don't believe in ghosts in this world, but I like the gift you gave me very much."

Seeing Du Wei with a calm face and an outstanding temperament, Alex's heart skipped a beat.

Although he didn't understand why this man would give him such a special gift, he still accepted it happily.

She puts more emphasis on commemoration.

heard the words.

Du Wei nodded and said to her, "If you are in trouble, please call me anytime."

The silver cross dagger and holy water he gave were all church-made items that could fight against evil spirits. If the evil spirit did something to Alex, he should do as he said, and Alex should be fine.

The premise is.

Alex listened to himself, bathed in holy water when he got home, and carried a silver cross dagger with him.

"OK……"

Alex gave Du Wei an ok gesture, smiled, turned and returned to the car.

But Du Wei watched her leave, turned around and opened the door, and walked in.

in the room.

It was quiet and dimly lit.

Du Wei threw the bag he was carrying on the sofa, and opened the window in a flash.

Soon, the room became very bright.

If he hadn't known that there were two evil spirits and a weird antique clock in this room, Du Wei would have received patients who came to consult psychological problems by this time.

In the past few days, he has received a lot of appointments, as well as review consultations from some patients he has been in contact with.

At this time, Du Wei frowned, he faintly felt something was wrong.

The sound of the clock hands turning, why is it getting slower and slower.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the antique clock hanging on the wall.

I saw a piece of paper, twisted into a ball, stuffed into the dial, just stuck the overlapping hands.

The pointer is turning hard, but the effect is not great, and the speed of the turning is getting weaker and weaker.

Finally, it came to a complete standstill.

Didi Didi...

At the stairway on the second floor, there was also the sound of dripping water in the bathroom, as if the faucet was not tightened.

The TV on the first floor turned on automatically, flickering snowflakes, as if the signal had been lost.

boom……

All windows and doors are shut.

The whole room was dark, and a certain balance was broken with the stagnation of the antique clock. From the corner of the shadow, undisguised malice surged towards Du Wei.