Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"Why do I have this familiar feeling?"

Du Wei said something to himself, and carefully looked at the wax figure of a white male with a scrutinizing gaze.

His memory has always been good.

The general plot of the book I read within five or six years will basically not be forgotten, and the pictures and videos that have a more profound impact are even more impossible to forget.

But anyone who made him feel familiar was basically met or talked to a few times.

Looking at the fuzzy face of the wax figure, Du Wei squinted his eyes, pulled out the silver cross dagger, and inserted it directly.

The dagger pierced the sealing wax covering the face of the wax figure, and instantly felt a sense of resistance.

It's like touching the soft tissue of the human body.

Du Wei's hand paused for a moment, and he pulled out the dagger, bringing out a stream of blood.

"Is it a person?"

Staring at the blood stained on the blade of the dagger, Du Wei's expression was very delicate.

"Bob, or is it another male?"

In the horror house, these are the only two men who have had contact with Du Wei, and it is impossible for other people to appear here, so it can only be one of them.

Therefore, Du Wei simply used a dagger to cut open the sealing wax covering the face of the wax figure. This time, he controlled his strength skillfully and did not hurt the skin.

"It's you?!"

When the face of the wax figure was exposed, it was Bob's other male companion who came into view.

Of course, he is dead.

Du Wei looked at the corpse that was made into a wax figure, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he returned to calm and indifferent.

He was a little puzzled why this corpse would appear in the wax museum.

Now in the entire horror house, everyone's links are controlled by evil spirits or ghosts, and the excitement and horror atmosphere that everyone wants to experience is real.

But even if he really met evil spirits and died by their hands, he shouldn't be in front of him.

"It doesn't make sense."

Du Wei said something silently in his heart, and stopped looking at the corpse that had been made into a wax figure.

When he was walking outside the wax museum before, he didn't find the existence of the evil spirit in the state of spirit vision.

He was a little puzzled at first, but now that he thinks about it, this link is somewhat similar to the mummy of the living dead.

Thinking of this, Du Wei walked towards other wax figures.

Each wax figure is lifelike and has different shapes.

Some are students, some are children, some are staff and adults with different identities.

The further you go, the more frightening it becomes.

All the wax figures, from the calm posture at the beginning, became more and more terrifying.

The facial expressions of each wax figure are terrified and nervous, and their eyes are wide open, as if they have seen something extremely terrifying.

Looking at a wax figure of a man in overalls, Du Wei stared into his eyes expressionlessly.

silence for a while...

He paused, and said to himself: "The mummies of the living dead and the corpses in the horror wax museum are caused by evil spirits, but up to now, I have only met one ghost and one evil spirit, that is to say, On Annabelle, there are at least two evil spirits in the house of horrors."

"Is it on the basement level?"

"Maybe things are different from what I thought, and some changes have begun..."

Take a deep breath.

Further down, there is the link between the female ghost's life and the evil spirit doll, and the area of ​​Elm Ghost Street where the exit is located.

No longer paying attention to these wax figures, Du Wei went directly to the entrance of the basement floor.

It is located in the innermost part of the wax museum, the wooden door hidden on the ground, and the scratch marks of the palm painted with red paint on the side as a sign.

Opening the ground door, the eyes are dim, and the old wooden stairs can be vaguely seen.

Du Wei got used to the darkness,

They went straight down.

There was a bang.

As the wooden door closed, a cloud of dust kicked up.

In the entire wax museum, the previous appearance was restored again, and there was a dead silence.

And at this time, all the people who were made into wax figures turned their heads and looked at the ground door as if they had received some kind of signal.

...

"Yeah..."

Walking on the old stairs, even though Du Wei had been very careful, it was still unavoidable. When the already crude stairs carried themselves and moved, there was a tooth-sick, wooden structure friction sound.

What is different from the imagination is that the stairs are not very long, only about two or three meters. It is only because they are covered by shadows that they cannot see the whole picture, so it gives people a long and long feeling.

clatter……

Pulling the lighter, Du Wei went down the stairs and looked around.

The darkness was chilling, and the faint firelight could only illuminate a small space in front of him, as if everything was invisible.

The air was heavy and the ground was dusty.

After walking a few steps forward, Du Wei turned his head again, but he could no longer see the stairs going down.

His heart sank slightly. There is a lot of space here, but obviously, the horror part of the horror house layout has not yet been reached.

And here...

In the state of spiritual vision, no abnormalities were found, that is to say, there were no evil spirits.

But this did not make Du Wei less vigilant.

Because he smelled a faint smell of blood.

During the period when he was majoring in forensic medicine at the university, except for the normal courses, he spent the rest of the time working with corpses.

Over time, it has almost become instinct.

After smelling the smell of blood at this moment, Du Wei looked at the extremely dark surroundings, and faintly thought of a picture in his mind.

In the darkness that I couldn't see, some corpses were lying, standing, or stacked together. Everyone's death was very miserable, dripping with blood.

"Got to speed up."

Du Wei shook his head, then squatted down, and with the faint light of the lighter, he illuminated the surrounding ground.

He had to find a way out.

"found it."

Under the faint light of the fire, Du Wei saw many messy footprints. Although there were not many, it could be seen that the people who came here before should have lost their minds due to the oppression brought about by the dark environment. .

Then, he found the densest footprints that were walking in one direction, and followed them directly.

It is impossible for the horror house to arrange an environment that cannot be left. Its purpose is only to make tourists feel exciting and let them experience the fun of customs clearance.

If a dead end is really set up, then it is playing tricks on tourists, and it is basically impossible to be able to operate until now.

So, if you take your time, you can definitely get out there.

In addition, Du Wei didn't feel the existence of evil spirits, so according to normal logic, he chose the fastest path after analysis.

Three minutes later.

Du Wei touched a cold iron door with a damp surface. He used a lighter to move around and saw a pull ring.

To hold, just give it a gentle pull.

The sound of machinery running immediately rang out.

In the next second, a dazzling light shone in.

Du Wei turned his face to the side and blocked the light with his hand. After adapting for a while, his pupils shrank suddenly.

He saw that in front of him was a room decorated in the middle of the last century.

It's just surprising that many dolls have replaced the area where some decorations should have been placed.

And at the door of the room, there is a chair.

In the state of spiritual vision, a woman wearing a messy long skirt, facing Du Wei sideways, was sitting on it, staring at the door with a blank expression.

In her arms, she was also holding a doll, about forty centimeters long, with big eyes, blush on her cheeks, and a smiling arc, which gave people a very strange feeling.

It's Annabelle...