Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

? Boom...

Smoke was ejected from the muzzle of the flintlock gun, and a headless evil spirit in a priest's uniform appeared behind Du Wei.

The bullet missed Freddy.

To be precise, Du Wei didn't shoot at it at all, but feinted.

But even so, Freddy immediately hid in the fog in fright.

Du Wei looked at this scene and couldn't help saying: "Look, although you chose to run away, in fact, when I didn't chase you, you chose to turn around again."

"This is because, where I am, is Elm Street."

In the fog, a cold and hideous voice sounded: "You will die, I will definitely kill you..."

Du Wei suddenly smiled: "You are threatening me, but this just proves your guilty conscience."

His laughter made Freddy, who was hiding in the dark, tremble.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to move you a house..."

After Du Wei said so, he didn't care about Freddy anymore, and walked towards the remaining buildings around him.

In fact, he hadn't been sure whether this was Elm Street or not.

Most likely, another dream.

But Freddy's performance confirmed Du Wei's thoughts.

As long as you can communicate, you can use words to induce the other party to say the information you want. Whether it is true or false is meaningless, because both reveal the essence of the matter.

Things that can communicate are much simpler than evil spirits.

Just like what Du Wei said before when dealing with hunters, dealing with evil spirits may be troublesome, but dealing with people is ridiculously easy.

In his view, Freddy is just a "person" with terrible abilities, or a special hunter.

This moment.

Freddy was completely anxious, and the further Du Wei walked into the ruins, the more violent his performance became.

From time to time, he would attack Du Wei in the fog.

But in Du Wei's eyes, it was a direct proof that he was close to the goal.

Without the blessing of fear, the threat that Freddy can pose to Du Wei is pitifully small.

These existences associated with fear and nightmares are very misunderstood to others.

But for Du Wei, it was completely useless.

He is the natural nemesis of such existences.

The only one who could break this rule was Mary Shaw, who almost turned into a demon.

But it was cut into pieces by the evil spirit Du Wei with a sharp knife.

...

call……

A gust of wind blew away the dust on the ground.

Du Wei coughed, and his gaze paused.

This is the deepest part of Elm Street, an open-air square, opposite the buildings in the slums.

It's just separated by a wall, but there is a huge difference, dividing the boundary between rich and poor.

And in the square, there is a brand new piano parked.

Years and fire have done nothing to it.

"That's where the original Ryan Hammel played music."

"And the buildings in the slums opposite,

Is it Freddy and your mother? "

Du Wei said so, and walked to the piano on his own.

He pulled out the seat and sat on it directly.

During this process, Freddy seemed to disappear, and he was so quiet that he never appeared again.

"let's start……"

Du Wei put his hands on the keys and made a melodious tone.

But he wasn't going to play that lullaby, he was going to mark the piano.

To his surprise...

Marking didn't work out.

"strangeness……"

Du Wei frowned. The marking ability was very buggy. So far, only antique clocks and watches are not affected by this ability. Besides, even buses cannot be avoided.

But this piano...

Suddenly……

Du Wei snorted, leaned forward involuntarily, and immediately pressed his hands on the keys, the tone was extremely harsh.

But he didn't care about these anymore.

Because at this moment, there was a strong and sharp buzzing sound in his ears, the beating frequency of his heart also accelerated crazily, and his blood pressure rose.

pain……

His head was swollen and painful.

There was even a strong desire to vomit.

This is an instinctive physiological reaction that cannot be suppressed by will.

"what happened?"

Du Wei gritted his teeth and said something, then covered his head and hummed.

He endured the pain, and on his demonized right hand, the pattern of the pointer also became hot, causing a sharp pain.

Snapped……

Du Wei fell directly from the chair to the ground, clutching his head, gritting his teeth and trying to stand up.

The black umbrella fell aside.

The mask also comes off the face...

It can be seen that his face has become extremely pale, and his expression is ferocious. Even in the evil spirit transformation, that kind of pain for no reason drives him to have the urge to go crazy.

All the bones in his body seemed to be broken bit by bit.

According to the past, when this happens, you will see the death scene in the future.

But this time, there was nothing.

Only unbearable pain.

Du Wei clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the ground, one after another, and soon blood dripped down.

in the mist...

Freddy's figure quietly appeared, and it quietly walked in front of Du Wei.

The black umbrella opened automatically, but that rotten head was staring at Du Wei...

And the pair of eyes on the mask were empty, but slowly flashing a little red light.

The black shadow came out of the mask, holding a sharp knife, and walked towards Du Wei without hesitation.

It's faster than anyone...

Du Wei has always relied on the means of survival, but when he has problems, they all turn against each other.

Evil spirits do not have so-called good intentions.

"What on earth do you want to do!"

Du Wei's voice was gloomy, his left hand was propped on the ground, and his bloody right hand was stuffed into his pocket with great effort.

He was referring to antique clocks.

For a long time, Du Wei has never let down his vigilance on antique clocks and watches. He knows the mystery and horror of this thing, and if it breaks out, it may kill him.

But what I didn't expect was that it would choose this moment.

call……

Du Wei raised his head abruptly, and the sharp knife stopped just in front of his forehead, and if he moved a centimeter forward, it would be able to pierce his head.

"I gave you this sharp knife, you want to use it to kill me?"

"Don't forget, you are the masked evil spirit made by me, you can't kill me."

The voice is extremely depressing and low...

Heiying hesitated for a moment, stood by Du Wei and stretched out his hand.

Du Wei heaved a sigh of relief, and stretched out his right hand from his pocket. The Joker card was in his hand, and the entire card surface was stained with blood.

Then, he stood up and sneered at Freddy and the black umbrella: "Come on... I'll give you a chance to kill me."

Even though the pain didn't dissipate, but became more intense, his performance was no different from before, but his breath became very fierce.

Freddy grinned grimly and said, "You can't fool me."

Du Wei directly pulled out his flintlock gun and pulled the trigger on the head in the black umbrella.

After a bang, the head was directly blown off, and a big hole was broken in the surface of the black umbrella, which fell to the ground.

Du Wei knew that it was not dead, but he stopped paying attention, and stared at Freddy with indifferent eyes.

Not saying a word.

Freddy hesitated, his eyes wavering.

It is true and unmistakable.

Looking at this scene, Du Wei didn't care about the mask on the ground, but took out the bullets and loader from his backpack on his own.

He didn't seem to care at all if Freddy was going to get his hands on him now.

In fact, Freddy really wanted to do something, but the feeling Du Wei gave him before was too insidious, so he couldn't make up his mind.

And at this moment.

Du Wei's body was insignificantly paused for a moment, and then he acted nonchalantly again.

Although his eyes were still on Freddy, if he looked carefully, he could find a trace of bewilderment.

The death screen appeared...

But it is completely different from the previous process.

He saw that he was sitting in front of the piano, played the lullaby, and successfully marked the piano.

Immediately afterwards, the vision was blurred again, and the picture turned directly to the city of Marthas.

An extremely absurd scene appeared in front of Du Wei.

He saw a huge pothole in the deepest part of Marthas City, and under the pothole, there were pairs of bloodshot eyes. The owners of those eyes had no entity, only a vague shadow outline.

A piano stood beside the pothole.

Du Wei was sitting on a chair, playing the piano with both hands...

However, his posture was indescribably elegant, and his demeanor was so cold that it was outrageous.

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