Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Late at night, 10:10.

Upscale neighborhood of Northbrook, Furman.

Many wealthy people will choose to settle here. In addition to the very reliable security resources, the geographical location and future appreciation space here are the points that attract them.

An ordinary house also costs more than 700,000.

As for Alex's house, although it is relatively not too luxurious, it will cost more than one million yuan to land.

At this time, at her home.

Alex, who dated Du Wei for a day, was in a good mood. She lay in her high-end bathtub and let the hot water relieve her fatigue.

Compared with many girls from rich families, she doesn't like to pose very high.

So, after graduation, she lived alone in Northbrook, New York.

"Dear Mr. Du Wei, I wonder if you are sleeping now?"

As if thinking of something, Alex suddenly smiled and said something to himself.

Ever since she was a child, she had never felt fascinated by a man, but unexpectedly, she met Du Wei.

"Interesting handsome oriental guy."

Standing up from the bathtub, the gentle hot water flowed down from her smooth and fair skin, which was rosy and even more alluring.

The so-called Bai Fumei suits her best.

Wrapping a bath towel around his body from the stand in the bathroom, Alex came to the living room.

On the coffee table in the living room.

There is a silver cross dagger and a bottle of holy water.

Of course, in Alex's eyes, this is a cross and a bottle of so-called holy water.

She has no faith.

If it wasn't for Du Wei's statement that these two items cost nothing and were given by the priest of the church, Alex would have even thought that this oriental man had been cheated.

Subconsciously, Alex took the bottle of holy water in his hand and observed it.

Although these two gifts may not even be worth a cosmetic to her.

However, as long as it was given by Du Wei, she felt that it was more luxurious than any gift.

Suddenly, the chandelier in the living room flickered.

Although he galloped for a while, Alex found that the light seemed to be reduced by one brightness and became a little dim.

"What's going on? Is it broken?"

Alex frowned, stood up and looked up at the chandelier above his head, then shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, the person looking for the real estate agent will come tomorrow, or buy another one."

She said so without paying attention.

However, just as she sat down again, there was a knock on the door.

Boom boom boom...

Calm and regular.

"boom……"

Alex was startled by the knock on the door, and accidentally knocked over the glass bottle containing the holy water, scattering glass shards all over the floor.

"please wait for a moment."

Alex was a little distressed, not because the bottle broke and splashed water all over his body, but because he was so careless that he broke one of the two gifts from Du Wei.

Damn it, knocking on the door so late!

She has very few friends in Northbrook, and if anyone comes, she will definitely call in advance.

It can only be the security personnel of the property to be so rude.

Looks like it's time to consider another house, or complain to those idiot security guards!

Thinking of this, Alex couldn't help but draw a charming smile on the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps it is a good choice to be a neighbor with Du Wei?

She wrapped her bathrobe tightly and put on her coat before walking to the door.

Generally, more expensive houses have two doors, one for fire prevention and the other for anti-theft.

Alex first passed through the cat's eye,

looked outside.

It was dark and nothing could be seen.

The knock on the door also disappeared.

Immediately, Alex frowned and asked, "Is there anyone?"

She got no response.

"Strange... Could it be that I heard wrong?"

Shaking her head speechlessly, Alex didn't think much about it, but when she turned around, she noticed that the light of the chandelier had returned to normal at some point.

...

And the other side.

Du Wei's home was pitch black, and the tranquility was terrifying.

His physical condition is not very good, and he looks a little tired.

The spiritual vision state consumes a lot of energy.

Moreover, frequent contact with evil spirits can easily make a person's spirit weak.

Although Du Wei is a psychiatrist and is very good at adjustment, his exhaustion and fatigue still prompted him to turn off the lights early and rest.

In the hall on the first floor.

The antique clocks hanging on the wall are turning round and round.

In the shadows, a piece of paper gradually emerged from under the sofa, slowly moving towards the corner, as if there was an invisible big hand manipulating it.

Looking closer, the note reads - the cigarettes are in my house, please come and pick them up.

Slowly, the note moved under the antique clock.

A gust of wind blew it up and covered it towards the dial.

But at the moment when the note touched the dial.

There was a snap.

The note spontaneously ignited instantly.

In less than a second, it was directly burned to ashes.

...

Thursday, May 21 at 5:20 am.

"call……"

Du Wei woke up from the dream, exhaled a long breath, his messy hair stuck to his forehead, and he looked a bit decadent.

He was sweating a lot, his heartbeat was not normal, and he looked very haggard.

"Damn it! It's that dream again!"

Du Wei rubbed his painful forehead, his eyes were very cold.

obviously.

He had the same dream as before.

in a dream.

It's still my own house.

He was lying on the bed, as if being pressed by a ghost, unable to open his eyes, unable to move, he could only feel something floating quietly above him, and when the tip of his nose touched, it was a viscous, cold liquid drop by drop.

At the end of the dream, he saw.

The thing in the clergy's nun's attire floated above itself, its eyes facing each other, its body parallel.

Moreover, this time the dream was somewhat unusual.

Du Wei found that the distance it was suspended on his body was shortening.

Calculated according to this time and speed, within a week at most, it will come into direct contact with itself.

Although it was in a dream, it was definitely not a good sign.

"It seems that I have to find a way, and I can't completely pin my hopes on the church's exorcists."

He sat on the bed, staring at his right hand with deep eyes.

In the dream, it was his only unaffected limb.

Vision...

Demonization...

Du Wei's eyes were slightly cold, he suddenly smiled, took out his mobile phone, and walked out the door.

When he came to the stairs on the second floor, he subconsciously glanced over the living room, and stayed under the antique clock for a while.

He saw a small cloud of ash, as if something had burned.

At this time, the phone was connected.

...

"I dreamed about it again."

"Well... your voice is a bit wrong, isn't it..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine, but, Father Tony, I need your help now. Of course, you can also understand that I am helping you."

"What's the meaning?"

"I need to find some work, something related to evil spirits."