Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　 "drop..."

　　 "drop..."

　　 "drop..."

　　 a little bit of moist and cold liquid splashed on the forehead, sliding down the cheek, and gradually soaking the pillow and bed sheet.

　　 The air has become heavier and heavier, as if hypoxic, making people almost unable to breathe. They can only open their mouths and gasp heavily, trying to maintain the oxygen intake in the lungs.

　　 "Ha...Ha..."

　　 Du Wei only felt as if he was being held down by something, lying on the bed unable to move at all, no matter how hard he struggled, it was a futile effort.

　　 He knew that he was having nightmares, but he couldn't control his waking up at all.

　　 This is hard to imagine.

　　Any normal person, when he realizes that he is having a nightmare, he will resist because of the instinct of the body, which will cause him to wake up from the dream.

　　 For example, sudden weightlessness in sleep, inexplicable heart palpitations.

　　 People who specialize in the study of human psychology and consciousness can often get themselves out of dreams or change dreams in the subconscious.

　　 But Du Wei was unable to do it, or that he fell into a deeper dream, and could only wait for his physical awakening.

　　 Consciousness is chaotic, can hardly think, can only endure the experience of nightmare in a muddle-headed manner.

　　 A drop of unknown liquid dripped on Du Wei's face, and some went down into his eyes and mouth. This feeling was very bad.

　　 He felt a physical disgust. The smell of those unknown liquids made him instinctively irritable. He tried to yell, but it was useless.

　　 The calmness and reason in the past seemed to be the worst disguise in the dream. After lightly uncovering it, what was exposed was an ordinary soul, no different from you or me.

　　 Du Wei felt that he was almost unable to breathe, and was about to suffocate.

　　 The physical fear is difficult to suppress and keep calm.

　　 Especially in dreams, this is the most vulnerable home ground for mankind and the most powerless.

　　 "Huh..."

Du Wei took a breath, his chest undulated violently, and his body bulged up involuntarily. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a woman dressed in clergy and nun's clothes floating above her, her mouth opened, a hideous husky. Dark brown blood dripped slowly down the teeth.

　　 The body is parallel and the eyes meet each other.

　　 It stared at Du Wei firmly, with a weird and malicious smile on the corner of its mouth.

　　 There was a sharp pain in Du Wei's heart, and there was a huge fear in his heart for no reason.

　　 The deep black pupils that were originally clear and calm shrank suddenly, and the whites of his eyes were covered with dense bloodshot eyes.

　　...

　　 Monday, May 18, 2:19 in the morning.

　　 In the bedroom on the second floor of the clinic.

　　 Suddenly, Du Wei sat up from the bed, breathing slightly, his face was abnormally pale, as if he was a patient recovering from a serious illness.

　　 He stretched out his right hand, supported his forehead, and rubbed it gently.

　　 "What a weird dream..."

　　 Du Wei's voice was extremely hoarse, frowning in pain.

　　 When I think of what I experienced in my dream, I feel nausea from the bottom of my heart, and even my stomach twitches faintly, and I feel a violent vomiting.

　　 Lifted the quilt, Du Wei put on slippers, and then went to the bathroom. When he reached the door, he stopped again.

　　 The original bedroom door, which was intact, was destroyed by contact with the second evil spirit the day before yesterday. It has been removed by him, and the new wooden door has not been delivered yet.

　　 Therefore, the space from the bedroom to the second floor at this time is unobstructed.

　　 At this time, on the ground at the door.

　　 A basketball-sized object was quietly placed on the ground, and some shadows were fan-shaped distributed behind the object, like coagulated blood.

　　 Du Wei sighed, his eyes turned extremely cold, one pressed the light switch in the bedroom, and the other hand took out the pistol from the pocket of his pajamas.

　　 "I have no habit of throwing things away, so, what the **** are you?"

　　 The moment the light came on, the safety of the pistol was also removed.

　　 However, what caught your eye...

　　 is a head full of dried blood.

　　 The shade is chestnut hair, twisted together with some blood stains, it looks like weeds.

　　 Du Wei's face instantly changed.

　　 "A human head?"

　　 Holding the gun, he drew out the silver cross dagger placed next to him with his backhand, and leaned forward.

　　 "Is it Roy?"

　　 At such a close distance, Du Wei could fully see the face of the human head. The original delicate facial features were now distorted into one piece. After a large amount of blood solidified under the skin, it showed a sauce color.

　　Only one pair of eyes are huge, and he can see the original blue color.

　　 The huge wound under the head is very uneven, with some flesh and skin, as if it was torn apart by a huge force.

　　 It's Roy...

　　 Du Wei's eyes returned to calm, walked over, without looking, came to the bathroom.

　　 For these horrible events beyond reality, he has been able to face it calmly, even turning a blind eye to some extent.

　　 After all, whether it is evil spirits or some weird things, most of their power sources are derived from human horror and emotions. The more intense the emotional fluctuations, the faster you will die.

　　 At this time, in the bathroom.

　　 The lighting is normal, and the faucet is not turned on inexplicably.

　　 Twisted the faucet, clear and cold water flowed out.

　　 Du Wei washed his face, his head was sober, he looked at the bottom of the sink, took a deep breath, then turned his head and walked out of the bathroom, UU reading www. uukanshu.com returned to the bedroom.

Da da da…

　　 Only footsteps sounded in the whole room.

　　 Outside the house, the rain continued to fall, and there was no momentum to decrease.

　　 And the latest weather forecast shows that in the last week, there will be such continuous rainstorms.

　　...

　　 Early in the morning, 6:20.

　　 Du Wei drove the Subaru Impreza away from the consultation clinic in the heart, and went straight to the church where Father Tony was.

　　 When he got there, there were already many people praying in the church.

　　 Du Wei doesn't have any so-called beliefs, and he doesn't like the church stuff, so he just glanced at Father Tony in the church stand and found a corner to sit down.

　　 At this time, a woman sitting in front of her with her head down and sobbing caught his attention.

　　 Looking from the back, the woman is a little hunched, her black hair is tied into a ponytail, and her shoulders are exposed in a camisole. You can see that her skin is yellowish, which seems to be Asian.

　　 In the West, prayer is a very sacred thing. When a person cannot control his emotions when praying, and sobbing or crying occurs, it is often that the person is experiencing pain and torture that ordinary people cannot admit.

　　 Du Wei remembered seeing some cases before. When some murderers and their family members were praying, their emotions became very agitated because of their inner anxiety and anxiety, and they were eventually reported by others and fell into the French Open.

　　Of course, the priest would not do such a thing, because as a person of faith, the priest would never violate his rules and betray any teller’s secrets.

　　 Looking at this woman, guessing the reason for her sobbing, suddenly, Du Wei's eyes became dry, and there was a sharp buzzing sound in his ears.

　　Lingshi...