Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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What is the dream?

Memory, cognition, subconscious fantasy.

Then nightmares are those things that a person subconsciously resists and fears the most.

Du Wei is human, so he also has conflicting things.

But fear meant nothing to him.

So he is calm and rational, so he uses fear as a tool.

After entering Tom's dream, he always used a subtle attitude to make things go the way he wanted.

Freddy wasn't as smart as he thought.

Didn't know him that well either.

So, from the start, Freddy wasn't a threat to him at all.

The ability to kill in dreams sounds misunderstood though.

But only if it can.

"I'll be your nightmare."

"Whether you're a nightmare, or something else, you can't get rid of me."

Through the hazy and dim fog, Du Wei came to a huge banyan tree.

The leaves are verdant, the trunk is straight, and many branches hang down and plunge into the ground.

On the trunk of the banyan tree, there is also a brand new street sign, which reads - Elm Street.

Holding a black umbrella, Du Wei stood quietly under the tree, looking forward.

There are many buildings on both sides of a street, including houses, shops, and some maintenance shops.

There are many pedestrians, people come and go, and it is very lively.

There are even people who are drinking and going crazy, defecating everywhere.

Outdated but true.

"Is this what Elm Street was twenty years ago?"

Du Wei asked himself a question, and then he answered: "No, this is an illusory dream."

After finishing speaking, he said in a calm voice: "I know, you are hiding inside, are you afraid of me?"

"You can't understand why I can find you."

"It's like I can't understand why people are afraid of you."

"It looks scary, but it actually has a fatal weakness."

"People will always be terrified of unreal existence because they can't bring themselves to face it."

The voice fell to the ground, but there was no response.

The whole Elm Street was really outrageous, and some people even came over and looked at him with strange eyes after hearing Du Wei's words.

As if to say, this person must not be a fool.

But Du Wei didn't care. He put away the flintlock and took out the pistol that hadn't been used for a long time.

Pull the safety off.

Du Wei walked into Elm Street, pointed the gun at a pedestrian, and pulled the trigger directly.

Boom...

The man let out a scream, and fell directly into a pool of blood, groaning in pain with his mouth open.

The tip of the nose can even smell a strong smell of blood.

It's really outrageous.

For a moment, with the gunshot, the entire Elm Street fell into chaos, and those who lived on this street ran away screaming.

cursing,

The cries for help were endless.

Some people even ran into the nearest store, closed the door directly, and looked at Du Wei outside through the gap in the window, covering their mouths.

In the eyes of these people, Du Wei at this time is a perverted murderer.

Holding a black umbrella, wearing a mask, and holding a pistol to act recklessly.

Cruelly trampling on life is simply a devil.

As Du Wei walked, he fired casually.

Although his marksmanship is not very accurate, it is enough to cause confusion.

From time to time, someone fell into a pool of blood.

If this is true, what Du Wei has done is simply outrageous, and he will definitely be put in the most dangerous prison and let him die there.

But here is a dream...

He emptied the magazine, randomly took out the bullets from his backpack, and slowly loaded them.

During this process, some people were unwilling to resist at first, ran out from the hiding place, and started shooting at Du Wei with guns.

But Du Wei didn't hide, just walked over.

boom……

A bullet pierced his chest.

But other than that, nothing happened.

No blood, no wounds...

The man shivered and screamed, dropped the gun and tried to escape, but accidentally tripped and fell to the ground: "The devil...you are a devil..."

Du Wei walked in front of the man, his gaze was calm, and he looked down at him condescendingly: "For evil spirits, fear will make them more terrifying, and vice versa."

"I thought you could control nightmares, like Pennywise, and create fantasies that frighten me."

"But you can only kill in your dreams."

"After sneaking into other people's dreams, you can kill, but the fear itself is you."

"So there is a prerequisite for this. The other party must know your information. How scary the other party thinks you are, and you can use the other party's dreams to act recklessly."

"Do you think my analysis is correct?"

Du Wei pointed his gun at the man's head, and said in a low voice, "Look, you're even more afraid of me..."

The man was indeed terrified to the extreme, his whole body was trembling with great fear, and he couldn't escape at all.

"Please let me go, Your Excellency..."

The fear of death made the other party plead.

But Du Wei was not affected at all, he simply pulled the trigger directly.

There was a bang.

The bullet directly exploded the opponent's head, and blood splashed on the white mask, adding a bit of blood and ferocity.

Du Wei said calmly: "In psychology, dreams are always unpredictable. I don't know much about this aspect, but I can be sure of one thing. Elm Street has disappeared into the place it was 20 years ago. In a fire."

"But what I saw was Elm Street intact, so it didn't match my perception."

"I fired a total of twelve shots, one shot was empty, eleven shots killed six people, and the remaining four were seriously injured."

"But what else?"

"Nothing happened."

Speaking of this, Du Wei touched the blood on the mask, and the moist feeling from his fingertips was also slightly warm.

"It seems real, but it is unreal."

"The logic here cannot be self-contained. I have to say, you let me down."

After the voice fell to the ground.

The entire Elm Street began to become unreal, the bloodstains disappeared, and the fog was hazy.

A dark cloud moved away, and the covered moonlight shone on the ground, revealing the essence of this place.

Looking around, all the buildings and grounds have traces left by the fire.

All the people who were shot just now disappeared without a trace.

Du Wei was not surprised, he turned around and looked behind him.

In the fog behind him, the silhouette of a man wearing a top hat and a sharp right hand became more and more clear.

next second.

Freddy's burnt face pierced through the mist, and he asked sullenly, "Why?"

Du Wei said flatly: "You want to ask, why do I think this is not the real Elm Street? It's actually very simple. Although I don't know why you retain your consciousness, it doesn't prevent me from putting your IQ Think higher."

"Since your means are useless to me, then you will definitely arrange some means against me, such as giving me a dream about Elm Street, and then arrange some backhands in it to find a way to kill me."

"And there's no one in this world who knows Elm Street better than you."

"Think about how to deal with me from your point of view. I've already thought about everything for you. Unfortunately, it's useless to me."

Freddy growled darkly: "How can there be someone like you in this world... No, you are not human at all, you are a devil."

Du Wei said calmly: "It's just for you, do you want to continue running?"

Freddy grinned grimly and said, "That's a good idea, Mr. Devil."

It turned and ran.

Du Wei calmly looked at the position where it disappeared, and had no intention of catching up with it.

Time passed slowly.

After a while, in the mist behind Du Wei, a silhouette of a human figure slowly emerged. It stretched out its sharp claws, and slowly grabbed the black umbrella.

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