Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　 Inside the carriage, the atmosphere seemed extremely solemn.

　　 Linda hid behind Du Wei, hugged the seat tightly with both hands, unwilling to let go.

　　 Du Wei is carrying a bag, holding guns in both hands, pointing at the heads of black lovers, his face is indifferent.

　　 The black couple looked at the dark muzzle, only feeling the creeps all over, and subconsciously raised their hands and took a step back.

　　 "Hey... buddy, calm down, can you take this thing away?"

　　 The man in the couple immediately fell into a weak tone. He didn't even think that the Asian man in front of him would carry a gun with him.

　　 Even if it is normal to have a gun in this country, under normal circumstances no one would choose to carry it with them.

　　 Legal possession of a gun does not mean that there will be no police control.

　　Once discovered, you will be subject to inspections from all aspects, until it is confirmed that your purpose of holding a gun is not threatened, and you will not be willing to act on your behalf, then you will not be ignored.

　　 But even so, it will be recorded.

　　 Once there is a shooting, it will become one of the first suspected targets.

　　 The black man cursed a **** in his heart, looking at Du Wei carrying a bag and looking cold, he couldn't help but think of some cold-blooded killers in certain movies and TV shows.

　　 "What we just said is true, this woman must go down, otherwise, terrible things will really happen."

　　 "I know, so now, step back and return to your seat."

　　 Du Wei first glanced at the driver who had never reacted, and then nodded to the black couple. The indifference on his face did not melt at all.

　　 He took a step forward, forcing the two of them to retreat.

　　 At such a close distance, as long as you pull the trigger, you can instantly kill them.

　　 However, his purpose was not to kill, because that would only cause countless troubles, and he didn't want to spend the rest of his life in prison.

　　 Besides, if he really wanted to kill, he couldn't use such low-level methods.

　　In his mobile phone, there is the photo taken by Conan Doyle as a medium for the spread of evil spirits in the original post made by Conan Doyle.

　　 Wanting to kill a person silently is simply outrageous.

　　 "Well, Asian man, you won, but you will kill us."

　　 The black couple looked at Du Wei's cold expression and the muzzle pointed at their foreheads, and they had no choice but to retreat to their seats.

　　 Seeing this, Du Wei ignored them, turned and looked at the strange corpse standing outside the back door.

　　 To be precise, it was the scarecrow that only he could see behind the corpse.

　　 At this moment, the vision phenomenon on Du Wei's body has become more serious. Although the Weng song in his ears has been weakened a lot, the faint tingling in the heart is more obvious.

　　 The most important thing is that he can clearly feel that in the rain outside the car door, the weird scarecrow, staring at him with a malicious look.

　　 Obviously, compared to Linda, its target seems to have suddenly shifted from Linda to himself.

　　Lingshi is not simply a visual effect in common sense, but is similar to the sixth sense, or intuition.

　　 Du Wei could even feel that outside the car, the falling rain, the muddy ground, and the black, oppressed, depressed wheat field, were full of undisguised malice.

　　The strongest thing is the weird scarecrow manipulating this corpse.

　　 So, Du Wei calmly pointed the gun at the head of the corpse in the eyes of the black couple and Linda who couldn't believe it, and pulled the trigger directly.

boom……

　　 A gunshot sounded.

　　 Somewhat unexpectedly, the head of the corpse was directly exploded by a shot, and the recoil of the bullet brought a large piece of rotten flesh to the rear, but there was no trace of blood, as if it was hollow inside.

　　 But then Du Wei's brows frowned, because even if the corpse had no head, the strange scarecrow he saw in the state of spiritual vision was not affected in any way.

　　 "It seems that I misunderstood. The corpse is not your medium."

　　 Du Wei's eyes were cold and he didn't feel surprised.

　　 Last time, at Alex's house, the rotten woman's arm he encountered could be physically wiped out.

　　 From now on, there seems to be a big difference between evil spirits.

　　 But his move angered the scarecrow, who was completely incomprehensible. It opened its legs directly, and then the corpse followed its legs. The actions were exactly the same and walked towards the car door.

　　 The black couple in the car was full of horror. Just now, Du Wei shot very decisively. It took a minute to react.

　　 "Oh my God, what did you do? You lunatic, close the door, as long as the door is closed, we are safe for the time being."

　　 Du Wei glanced at them, turned his head, put away the gun, and took out a glass bottle from his backpack.

　　 contains the holy water allocated by the church to the exorcists in New York, not the inferior product that was given by Father Tony before.

　　 At this time, the corpse, which had lost most of its head, also walked to the door of the car.

　　 In the car, Linda almost collapsed, and the only reason was that she covered her mouth, trembled violently, and chose to cry in a low voice.

　　 Contrary to her, Du Wei's face was calm, as if everything was under control, like the most skilled exorcist.

　　 He unscrewed the bottle directly, pointed the holy water at the corpse, to be precise, the weird scarecrow behind the corpse, poured it on.

　　He moved his hands quickly without hesitation.

　　 In the next second, the corpse with half of its head exploded directly onto the rear door, and the terrifying scarecrow, as if seeing the most terrible thing, broke away from the corpse and rushed into the black and crushed wheat field.

　　 Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

　　 "Oh my god... this..."

"how did you do it?"

　　 "Ability? Magic? Are you Superman?"

　　Neither the black couple nor Linda~www.NovelMTL.com~ they couldn't see the weird scarecrow. In their eyes, it was this corpse that was at work from beginning to end.

　　 Therefore, when Du Wei took out a bottle, poured the water on it, and easily solved the corpse, their heads were blinded, and they couldn't understand what happened.

　　 "I am a psychologist."

　　 Du Wei kicked the corpse away coldly, and then calmly closed the car door.

　　 in an instant.

　　 The bus seemed to have received the signal and started to move forward slowly.

　　 On the spot, a peaked cap was blown by the wind, drifting towards the black wheat field, and finally landed on the head of a scarecrow, covering most of his face.

　　……

　　 The bus ran smoothly in the rain.

　　 In the carriage, Du Wei walked in front of the black couple, scared the two of them leaned back and looked at him with fear.

　　 Compared with the corpse, this mysterious Asian man looks even more terrifying.

　　 After all, people who can carry a gun with them are definitely not in touch with good people.

　　 "Now, can we talk about this bus?"

　　 Du Wei looked at the two of them, looking at them condescendingly.

　　 "You... what do you want to know?"

　　 After speaking, the black man said with a trembling tone: "I mean, I will tell you everything I know."

　　 Du Wei pointed to himself and Linda who was still immersed in fear behind him, then pointed to the two of them, and said: "Now we can be sure that we are all human, so you don't need to be too scared."

　　 "Now, tell me how you got on this car and everything you know."