Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

The dim lights in the room flickered.

Most of them are hidden in the shadows, and the dark places in the corners are particularly gloomy.

In the bathroom.

The image in the mirror was frozen at the moment when Du Wei looked down at the sink.

He maintained this position for nearly a minute.

at the bottom of the pool.

A wrinkled woman's face, as white as if it had been painted with a layer of paint, her eyes were wide open, as if she was using extreme force, so that she was covered with bloodshot eyes.

But at this time, these bloodshots showed a dark brown color and had been solidified for a long time.

When Du Wei was looking at this face, it was also looking at Du Wei.

But in the mirror, there is only himself.

then.

Du Wei reached out and pressed down on this face.

The touch from the fingertips.

Nothing.

His fingers went straight through the water and pressed against the water plug at the bottom of the pool.

Just a push!

A pool of water flowed down in an instant, and the strange thing was that this face, which had no physical body, seemed to be integrated with the current, distorted into a whirlpool, and brought into the sewer pipe by the current.

...

"There is no entity? Or is it that the appearance of the evil spirit is different from what I imagined, it is simply an illusion..."

Du Wei said this to himself from the bottom of his heart, then walked to the bedroom on the second floor, opened the door and walked in.

Click...

Close the door with a backhand.

But at this moment.

There was a knock on the door...

Boom boom boom...

Boom boom boom...

Boom boom boom...

Du Wei's body stiffened in an instant. He turned his head and faced the bedroom door. His dark pupils were slightly dilated, and his breathing was a little short.

He can hardly keep his composure!

"how so?"

Du Wei tried to calm himself down.

in front of him.

Behind the bedroom door, there seemed to be someone knocking hard, very regularly, and the wooden bedroom door trembled slightly.

something is coming in...

There was only a knock on the door before, and there was no abnormal change, but this time it was completely different.

It's like jumping from lv1 to lv5 in an instant.

Obviously everything was safe yesterday, although something weird happened, it didn't affect me too much.

But today was completely different, as if he had been stimulated by some kind.

Moreover, Du Wei racked his brains and couldn't figure out why this evil spirit would suddenly enter his house.

Du Wei took a deep breath.

According to his guess, Elsa and Conan Doyle both died and disappeared in the attack of the evil spirit last night, but nothing happened to him. The reason should be the confrontation and balance between the two evil spirits.

The first evil spirit was brought by Aisha, and it was also the first to stare at him.

The second evil spirit was attracted by the photos in the posts that I accidentally saw.

The two invisible hunters are both staring at themselves as their prey, so some kind of check and balance has occurred, so that they can survive safely.

But now...

The idea of ​​checks and balances should be no problem. After all, Father Tony, a relative professional, made a similar explanation when he sold himself a silver cross dagger.

Du Wei's head was thinking and running crazily.

"What's the problem?"

etc……

There is a problem with Conan Doyle's distress message...

Du Wei's heart was slightly cold, but the more this happened, the calmer he became.

He even took out the medical record report that he made for himself, and wrote a note in the bottom column.

[The goals of the evil spirits are multi-line, but the purpose is single-line. To achieve the goal, they will use means that ordinary people can't imagine. 】

From the beginning to the end of that post, there was no reply from the person who posted it.

Only the people who read the post were scolding, but Conan Doyle and himself were both targeted by the evil spirit, and even everyone who saw the photo may now be its target.

Who can guarantee that the first post was really posted by a human, not an evil spirit?

When I was at home in the afternoon, I searched for Conan Doyle's distress post, did he really post it?

Same post, same photo!

Why didn't I think that it was all created by this evil spirit?

The thinking in Du Wei's mind was very clear. There must be some kind of check and balance between the evil spirits, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how he survived the first day.

The current situation is different, but after careful analysis, an answer can be obtained.

I triggered a certain condition and personally put this evil spirit into the house.

"It's that picture, the eyes behind the cat's eyes..."

[When I see it, it also sees me]

Du Wei wrote such a passage on the paper.

It's a bit ridiculous, some of the mechanisms of the evil spirits are somewhat similar to the logical calculations of computers.

Thinking of this, Du Wei took a deep breath.

If I can restore this check and balance, maybe all problems will be solved.

But now I don't have this ability at all.

Unless he was targeted by another evil spirit and joined another hunter, but in this situation, it was simply impossible.

Du Wei told himself to calm down in his heart, he even used hypnosis and suggestion to temporarily make himself forget the emotion of fear.

Because fear and fear are the nutrients that nourish the growth of evil spirits.

[I'm trying to use a silver cross dagger to fight against evil spirits]

Then, he reached into his clothes and took out the silver cross dagger he bought from Father Tony.

If this thing is really useful, I must go to Father Tony to pray every week, but if it doesn't work, I hope I can become an evil spirit after death, so I can talk to him!

Du Wei held the silver cross dagger in one hand and pressed it directly against the door.

At this time, the door was still being knocked.

And as Du Wei pressed the cross dagger on the door, it seemed to arouse the dissatisfaction of the evil spirits outside the door, which made the knocking on the door more intense.

even become irregular.

It used to be knocking, but now it's like smashing.

bang bang bang!

bang bang bang!

bang bang bang!

The door was about to be smashed open, and Du Wei even saw that the screws of the door lock were showing signs of falling off, and the door handle was also turning.

[Function: invalid]

This article was said by Du Wei in his heart, but not written on paper.

Because the bedroom door itself was not made of strong material, there was a crack at this time, and he had to push against the door forcefully.

Through the crack, Du Wei saw that the light outside became extremely dim and gloomy, as if there were a lot of gray particles, such as haze, making everything blurry.

While those lights were flickering frantically, one eye stared at Du Wei through the gap.

then……

With a bang, all the lights went out instantly as if they couldn't bear it...

The whole house was plunged into darkness.

The voice was dead silent, and a trembling breath outside the door could be felt and entered the bedroom.