Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"Huh..."

Du Wei exhaled smoke and lay on the bed with a calm face.

Beside him, Alex's pretty face was slightly flushed, contented.

"Is it because I don't play the piano well enough?"

Du Wei looked at Alex who was resting on his shoulder, and asked quietly.

Seriously.

The piano music he played was indeed okay. He was not a professional, so it was difficult to hear the problems in it.

Because he can only play one song.

After proficiency, it is naturally impossible to have too many mistakes.

At most, there is no soul, and it seems that the whole piano piece is too rigid.

Alex on the side rolled his eyes: "I think you can still be better."

The corner of Du Wei's mouth twitched. He only felt back pain. He flew back to New York from Poland, and the journey was tiring.

I thought I could have a good rest, but I had to pay the public food.

This is not the same as the life he imagined.

At this moment.

His phone vibrated suddenly.

Du Wei took out his mobile phone and saw that the text message was sent by courier. The antiques collected by his future father-in-law Lawrence had already been delivered to his door.

...

This moment.

Near the red-light district of Northbrook, the busyness has already begun.

Even if it is not late at night, it does not hinder the business.

Generally speaking, girls in the red light district start to go to work around four o'clock in the afternoon, and at five o'clock, customers start to call to book some services.

And at night, it is the official start of nightlife.

For Tom, his occupation is not friendly to the red light district, but as long as he pays taxes normally, it is still within the tolerance range.

If you don't pay taxes, you have to hit a wave regularly.

Therefore, in order to cherish the hard-won happiness, Tom's family lives in front of the red light district, and he can reach his destination by turning left when he goes out.

Very convenient.

Boom boom boom...

At home, Tom had just taken a shower and was sitting on the couch, ready for security, when he heard a knock on the door.

"I'm coming……"

Tom couldn't wait to walk to the door, and pulled the door open.

What came into view was a plump, slim and beautiful white woman.

Except for the strong wind and dust, it is in line with Tom's aesthetics.

The woman came in with a charming smile, and put her hands on Tom's shoulders casually.

This made Tom a little uncomfortable.

After closing the door, he immediately coughed and asked cautiously, "You don't have any scars, do you?"

To be honest, the dream with the girl taught by Vader gave Tom a great psychological shadow.

The thought of sleeping with two cult girls in his dream, and the disgusting scars on those people's bodies, made his scalp tingle.

The woman smiled coquettishly, "How could there be scars? Her skin has always been very good."

Tom said vigilantly: "Are you sure? If you lie to me, I will definitely put you in jail.

"

The woman's face turned pale, she looked at Tom with disbelief, and managed to keep smiling: "What I said is true."

Isn't something a little off?

Her intuition told her that it was better to finish and leave as soon as possible.

Otherwise, maybe something will happen...

The woman knew Tom's identity, and was even prepared to not get any money after the job was over.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be lying, Tom was relieved: "It's good that there are no scars, I'm allergic to this stuff now, um...well, do you want to take a bath?"

He still wanted to make sure that the woman really had no scars on her body.

The woman swallowed her saliva and said, "No... no need, let's start directly. I still have something to do. I'll finish it early and go home early."

With that said, he began to untie his clothes.

Tom had no choice but to say, "Okay..."

As long as you can get yourself back interested in women, hurry up and hurry up.

As the woman quickly untied her clothes, Tom also found that there were indeed no scars on her body.

It wasn't until this one that his heart fell down.

Involuntarily, an inexplicable feeling of grief and anger appeared in Tom's heart.

"It's all because of those crazy women taught by Vader. Last time I was so frightened that I was almost inhumane. I lost the joy of being a man because of them."

"This time I have a psychological shadow on women, and they are also responsible."

"Fuck! One day, sooner or later, I will send all these crazy women to prison and shoot them!"

"It's fine if I can regain my interest in women this time, but if not, I'll be at odds with them for the rest of my life!"

Tom swore inwardly that he really meant it.

At this time, the woman also took Tom into the bedroom.

Tom was breathing slightly short of breath.

But in the next second, a scene that stunned him happened.

The woman lay directly on the bed: "Come on!"

It's like a death row prisoner on the execution ground, without any activity.

Tom looked at the woman, his lips trembling, and the thought that he had finally brought up disappeared immediately.

There is no foreplay at all, it is better to buy a piece of pork.

"Go away, and don't appear in front of me again."

The woman was directly confused: "What do you mean? We haven't started yet?"

Tom said blankly, "Get out! Put on your clothes and get out!"

The woman scolded furiously: "Crazy!"

After speaking, she angrily picked up her clothes and left.

boom……

Soon, there was the sound of the door being slammed shut.

Tom trembled all over, walked to the living room in a daze, and sat on the sofa.

He lit himself a cigarette.

"Vidadist...you just wait for me!"

The last time Tom made such a vow, he worked non-stop for three days and lived on coffee.

This time, the problem is more serious than before.

He really has a psychological shadow, and he is still traumatized twice.

Man's dignity is gone.

...

Du Wei didn't know that Tom had lost the greatest happiness in his life now, and became the man who hated Vaderism the most.

If he knew, he would probably give Tom a counseling session.

After all, he was his good friend, so he couldn't just watch Tom get depressed.

It's just that he doesn't have that time now.

At the entrance of the psychological counseling clinic.

Du Wei struggled to put the wooden box at the door.

There are a total of six, heavy and large, and it looks like there are a lot of antiques inside.

It took a while.

Du Weicai opened those boxes one by one, and there were a total of ten antiques before his eyes.

Some fragmentary parts, two gold bottles inlaid with sapphires, and a broken disc covered with green rust, engraved with many hieroglyphs.

Among the odds and ends, there are pendants, rings, and even pocket watches.

Everything looks very old, giving people the feeling that it is priceless.

but……

In the state of spiritual vision, those fragmentary parts did not emit any strange aura.

Not the special item that Du Wei was looking for...

He continued to look at the damaged disc that was most likely to be abnormal, but he still didn't find the problem.

On the contrary, it was the pair of bottles made of two golds, which gave Du Wei a strange feeling.

It's not dangerous, and it doesn't have a cold aura, but it's just weird for no reason.

It was as if he had been with evil spirits for a long time, and sometimes he didn't even need spiritual vision to feel something was wrong.

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