Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Chapter 392 Dead End

"I can only go forward."

Du Wei's voice was a little tired.

This is due to excessive blood loss.

Not only his wrist, but other parts of his body were also seeping blood.

It's just that with the disappearance of that channel, the speed of blood loss became slower and slower, and gradually stagnated.

No wounds at all.

This moment.

The rear road has completely disappeared.

Du Wei could only bite the bullet and go forward, he couldn't even stop, because the horror house was no longer the one in his image.

Anything in the current horror house may have mutated and killed people in a completely illogical way.

The so-called rules have lost their meaning.

Exploring the rules requires experience.

And in the horror house, experiencing it is the equivalent of suicide.

Du Wei took a deep breath, felt his weak body, and took another step.

...

And the other side.

In the reflection of the city of Sigana.

A bus is moving slowly from one side of the city to the other.

Everywhere he went, he stopped once and opened the front door of the car.

It seems that invisibly, some passengers got on the bus.

It's just that only the front door of the car is open, and the rear door for passengers to get out of the car is always closed.

It's doing something.

At the beginning, they only drove on the outskirts of the city, and gradually the buses headed more and more towards the city center.

Of course, there are no horror houses and schools in this city reflection.

This may be an ability that ordinary people cannot understand.

The house of horrors wants to make the whole city a part of it, and the bus seems to be eyeing the city too, but the corresponding means are completely different.

The former's method was crude and simple, and it was embedded in Sigana abruptly.

The latter seems to be softer.

In a sense, the bus is slightly weaker than the horror house.

...

Time passed bit by bit.

Du Wei kept walking forward in the horror house.

His current state is very embarrassing.

Just now, the flintlock has been fired many times.

Most of them deal with the evil spirits encountered in the scary part, and the ghosts that come out of nowhere.

There are not many bullets left, only three rounds left.

Du Wei really didn't want to rush forward so mindlessly, but now he didn't dare to stay in one place, especially the passage.

He has already had a little psychological shadow on that thing.

The ghost knows if he will encounter the weird situation before.

Even if it's a chandelier or a door, Du Wei's vigilance will be aroused now.

He dared not stop.

Can only go straight ahead.

But now, Du Wei has passed through the cross-shaped passage that had trapped him for nearly half an hour.

Behind them are corpses and fine steel wires.

Those corpses include staff and tourists. Of course, they are not local people in Sigana, but those who died in the horror house in New York the first time.

Going forward, there is the wax museum in the horror house, and there is a ground door in the wax museum.

Open the ground door and you will come to the second basement floor of the horror house, which is the core area.

Du Wei remembered very clearly that the second basement floor was a large space, pitch black, with many footprints on the ground and corpses.

Go through that space and you will find a door.

After pushing away, there will be the evil spirit doll link, and then there will be a ghost on Elm Street.

But Du Wei doesn't need to go to the end.

The second basement floor is basically the core area of ​​the horror house.

As long as you go down, Du Wei will activate the marking ability.

At that time, hundreds of evil spirit students, plus 13 drivers, will appear on the bus.

Everything will come to an end.

Du Wei took a deep breath, dragged his exhausted body, and continued walking forward.

...

A few minutes later.

In front of the Wax Museum of Horror.

The air smelled of rotting corpses.

The door is closed.

Everything seemed silent.

Du Wei walked to the door and put his hand on the door.

Give it a hard push.

But no response.

The door appeared to be locked from the inside.

this……

"This is not the same as before..."

Du Wei increased his strength again, but the door remained motionless, not even making a sound.

Generally speaking.

When a person pushes the door, the door will at least vibrate under the action of force.

But no matter how hard Du Wei pushed the door, he didn't give him any feedback.

It's like pushing a wall.

Sudden.

Du Wei's pupils shrank, and a piercing buzz sounded in his ears.

The beating frequency of the heart is even faster.

Blood boils.

In the state of vision.

He saw a very strange scene.

The death scene derived from antique clocks appeared again.

Du Wei saw himself standing in front of the door, pushing the door hard, but it was pitch black behind the door, with pairs of eyes looking at him coldly behind the door.

The screen freezes here.

A door seems to be the boundary.

Push open the door and face the weird existence behind the door.

This made Du Wei very puzzled.

Every death scene, as long as he is the main character, will end up with his own death as the theme.

But why is it different this time?

The death screen just tells myself that there is something behind the door.

Then I don't have to push the door, and just use another method to let go.

But at this moment.

The frozen picture moved again.

Du Wei in the picture seemed to feel something, he kept pushing the door, and blood was oozing from his body, he took out his flintlock gun and pulled the trigger at the door.

But before he had time, he fell into a pool of blood.

The death scene ends here.

at the same time.

Whispering voices suddenly appeared in Du Wei's ears.

A penetrating chill crawled down his spine.

Accompanied by a sticky moist feeling.

What he could smell at the tip of his nose was a faint smell of blood.

The surrounding light disappeared completely at once, and was replaced by darkness that could not be seen.

The existence that almost killed Du Wei inexplicably just now appeared again.

Du Wei's eyes were very ugly.

He looked at the blood oozing from his body, the situation was extremely difficult.

"What the hell is this..."

Du Wei took out his flintlock and fired into the darkness.

To his surprise.

This gun actually worked.

The darkness visible to the naked eye inexplicably dissipated a little.

It can then be filled again.

"No, flintlock guns are useful, are they evil spirits?"

Du Wei was stunned, and he immediately took out the lighter and pressed it.

The crimson flames illuminated the area in front of him.

About one meter or so.

for a while.

Du Wei saw a scene that he couldn't understand.

Some illusory tentacles emerged from the ground, and once they appeared, they retracted into the darkness.

It was the lanky ghost.

In the state of spiritual vision, Du Wei followed those illusory tentacles and locked somewhere in the darkness, and then he saw a tall figure that was almost indistinguishable.

The slender ghost stood in the darkness.

But its state is a bit wrong, as if it is controlled by some existence, and the mechanism has deviated.

Otherwise, as soon as it appears, it will confront the shadow.

Moreover, Sombra didn't respond at all.

It's as if Slender Ghost doesn't exist anymore.

A thought suddenly appeared in Du Wei's mind: "It's the house of horrors..."