Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

boom…

　　Alex's body fell heavily to the floor.

　　 Her eyes closed tightly, her beautiful face seemed to be distorted because of pain, her bent legs slowly separated as the center of gravity shifted, and she was lying down.

　　 Du Wei exhaled a foul breath, walked to her side, closed the silver cross dagger, and tucked it close to his clothes.

　　 is behind.

　　 The weird antique clock has been completely wrapped in the shroud, and all the weird changes around have disappeared.

　　 Everything seems to be back to normal.

　　...

　　 opened his eyes laboriously, and a faint pain came from the back of his head and back.

　　 Alex frowned and hummed, shaking his head, and sat up from the sofa.

　　 Opposite her, Du Wei with a cold face was playing with a ring with some letters faintly engraved on it...val?

　　 "You slept for over an hour, Miss Alex."

　　 "Yes... has it been so long?"

　　Alex rubbed his shoulder, always feeling like something happened after he fell asleep.

　　 "I'm so sorry to make you wait like this."

"It's ok."

Du Wei smiled at her, put the ring in his pocket, and said to her: "First of all, congratulations, your condition has improved. In the next period of time, as long as you take the medicine normally, you should be fine. ."

　　 "I will take the medicine on time, but are you sure you haven't done anything to me after I fell asleep?"

　　 Alex felt the soreness in his body and looked at Du Wei with strange eyes.

　　 Du Wei said helplessly: "Don't worry, I really didn't do anything to you."

"Ok…"

　　Alex was a little lost, and then she noticed that beside Du Wei, there was something wrapped in brown linen, which looked familiar.

"what is this?"

　　Alex was a little puzzled. She remembered that when Du Wei came, she seemed to have not brought anything except the case for consultation.

　　 Du Wei was silent for a while and said, "This is your antique clock."

　　 "Huh?" Alex's eyes were full of surprise, and he asked, "What do you mean? Do you like this antique clock very much?"

　　 Du Wei said stiffly: "Yes, I am going to buy it."

　　Alex's eyes became even more surprised, and he asked carefully: "This is an antique clock from the middle of the 18th century. You plan to buy it? Do you know its price?"

　　Du Wei:...

　　 mid-18th century?

　　 does not sound cheap...

"how much is it?"

　　 He looked at Alex's eyes, feeling very helpless.

　　 Originally, he had enough time to take away this unusual antique clock, but this is bound to cause a lot of trouble.

　　 Furthermore, even if I tell Alex that her problem is caused by this antique clock, it is hard to believe and will cause more trouble.

　　 After all, in the eyes of most people, the world is scientific, and evil spirits are nothing more than ancient legends, words in novels, and pictures in movies.

　　 But if you spend money to buy...

　　 Although he is rich, compared with the rich woman like Alex, it is simply the difference between the middle and lower poor peasants and the freedom of wealth.

　　 If nothing else, just a set of furniture in Alex's house, it is estimated that he can buy his counseling clinic.

Alex didn’t know Du Wei’s thoughts, and smiled faintly: “It’s not expensive. I photographed it with a batch of antiques at the auction. I was going to give it to my father at the time. Later I thought this antique clock was interesting. I just stayed at home. I can’t remember the specific price of it. It should be only 800,000 yuan."

　　 In fact, Alex remembers clearly that the price of antique clocks is 1.8 million, but she thinks that if she tells Du Wei the real price, she might scare him.

　　 There is a saying that the gap between the rich and the poor is not monetary, but the values ​​of both sides.

　　 She didn't want Du Wei to feel that the living environment of the two was so different that she felt a sense of separation, so she deliberately erased one million.

　　 And Du Wei didn't know the kindness of the woman in front of him. When he heard 800,000, he was silent.

　　 The exchange rate between the world currencies has basically not changed much.

　　 800,000 knives converted into the amount of the East, basically it is six times seven times.

Ok…

　　 This is a huge sum of money.

　　 Du Wei wanted to say that I was disturbing, but when he thought of his current situation, he could only gritted his teeth and said, "Can I take a loan?"

　　 "Puff..."

Alex smiled and looked at Du Wei playfully: "In fact, it is now broken, and the repair craftsmanship has been lost. The value is not as high as I said. It is estimated to be only about 200,000 yuan. If you want to buy it. , I can sell it to you cheaper."

　　 said, she leaned forward again, approached Du Wei, and said seriously: "Actually, as long as you speak, I can give it to you."

　　 Du Wei heard this, how could he not know what Alex meant, he gave a wry smile and rubbed his forehead.

　　 "I will transfer the money to you now."

　　 Alex heard this, a trace of tenderness from his heart flashed in his eyes.

　　 She felt that she was in love.

　　...

　　 In the afternoon, 16:34.

　　 The rain is heavier, and the sky is more gloomy.

　　 Du Wei drove his Subaru Impreza on the road.

　　 At the position of the co-pilot, the antique clock wrapped in a shroud was fastened by a seat belt.

　　 After buying antique clocks from Alex, Du Wei's mood is very complicated.

　　 He has always been a rational person, and he will not be affected by certain things, but this time he did owe a lot of favor.

　　 Even though, I also solved Alex's troubles.

　　 But for the latter, everything is unconscious.

　　 He checked the price of this antique clock, and only found an auction record for a clock in the late 18th century, which looked more shabby, at 1.3 million.

　　 As a result, Alex sold it to Du Wei for two hundred thousand.

　　As the price of favor, next Tuesday, the day after tomorrow, he promised to stay with Alex for a day.

　　 Du Wei sighed quietly, and glanced at his face in the rearview mirror.

　　 Calm, indifferent, as if not caring about everything.

　　 But it's really handsome...

　　...

at this time.

　　 Near the psychological consultation clinic, the isolation belt has been pulled up.

Many pedestrians around 　　 are stationed to observe, and some reporters from UU Reading www.uukanshu.com have also arrived one after another.

　　Many law enforcement officers in uniforms in Northbrook are maintaining order. Otherwise, these bold reporters and citizens still don’t know what will happen.

　　 Send photos to the Internet?

　　 That will undoubtedly cause commotion.

　　 "fuck!"

　　 Police Officer Tom threw the burned cigarette **** on the ground, stamped it out, his face was extremely solemn.

　　 "Damn, the weird cases I have encountered in the past two days are more than I have visited the red light district this month."

　　 At this time, he raised his head and saw a brand-new Subaru Impreza on the other side of the road stopped, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he hurried up.

　　 "Hey, Dr. Du Wei, I have called someone to notify you, but your phone has never been able to get through. If you don't come back, I'm afraid I will offer you a reward."

　　 Du Wei opened the car door, and the first words he heard when he walked down made him frowned.

　　 "What do you mean?"

Tom turned his head and motioned him to look at the house behind him and pulled up the barrier: "Two very bad news. Your neighbor Roy died at home. Before he died, someone saw her pass by your door. Now You can't get rid of this case."

　　 Du Wei frowned: "Where is the other one?"

　　 Tom stared into his eyes and said, "I have to say, it's a miracle that you can be a neighbor with this kind of person and haven't died yet."

When talking about this, he leaned in front of Du Wei and stared closely at his eyes: "Roy is a cultist. We found a lot of blood in her house, as well as some special symbols and rituals. You know, these people’s minds are full of water, and it’s hard for me to guarantee that her friend will not have some dangerous thoughts about you, for example, killing you."