Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Chapter 314: Daydream

Latest website: June 12, around 5 pm.

After saying goodbye to Tom and Father Tony, Du Wei returned to the counseling clinic.

He didn't have a lot of things in the past two days. Picking the appropriate evil spirit mark was also placed after his father-in-law Lawrence delivered the antique.

In the past two days, he wanted to give himself a vacation to avoid long-term fatigue and tension.

Ok……

At the very least, relax during the day and make contact with evil spirits at night.

After all, according to his plan, after a period of time, he will basically start to solve the problem of the curse, so as not to intensify the curse and cause more trouble.

But before that, Du Wei was going to test this curse first and explore what his own dream was all about.

Only in this way can we accurately know how long it takes for the nun to jump from dream to reality.

I have to give myself a chance to breathe...

...

In the bedroom on the second floor of the clinic.

Du Wei was wearing a pale yellow windbreaker, looking at the bright sun outside the window, the slightly cold temperament was swept away.

The body feels very comfortable.

Everyone dreams. The currently known causes of dream formation are divided into two aspects, physical and psychological, but even in the known aspects, no one can explain the mechanism and principle of dream formation.

Everything in the dream is based on human memory and cognition, and contains information elements such as the five senses.

When a person has strong fantasies, in some cases, he can dream of what he wants in his dreams.

Unreal, but real.

"But when I was in a dream, I couldn't move except for the evil spirited right hand..."

Du Wei looked at the sun outside the window and began to think.

He has not forgotten what he experienced in his dream before.

Once dreaming, he is likely to fall into a very troublesome situation, and he can only open his eyes to see the nun until the dream is over.

For Du Wei, dream and reality are basically opposite.

Evil spirits in reality, his right hand will be unconscious, like a corpse.

But in the dream, his right hand can restore consciousness, and the distinction between man and evil spirit is very vague-except that the body cannot move.

"I can't be as passive as before, at least I have to be able to do something in my dreams, otherwise the purely direct contact with nuns will not make much sense."

Du Wei said softly, turning his head to look at the backpack on the bedside and the oil painting hanging above, he hesitated for a moment, closed the curtains and walked over slowly.

"I can use the Joker card to make a wish. Sombra should be able to hold on for a while, and make three or four wishes. The problem is not that big."

"Also, if only evil spirits can move freely in the dream, I can put on a mask and put on the shell of a black shadow..."

As Du Wei said, he arranged his thoughts.

He took out the mask from his backpack and put it on his face, and the light in the room immediately dimmed.

The black shadow came out from the shadow of the corner, its outline is much clearer than before, like a colored line draft, the black is deep...

As soon as it appeared, it was a malicious look familiar to Du Wei, without any disguise.

Even though it had become a masked evil spirit and was classified as a safe and harmless range, it still did not give up the idea of killing Du Wei.

Persistent and rigid.

In the next second, Sombra overlapped with Du Wei.

In the state of spiritual vision, he saw that his body was covered with a layer of gray, and a turbulent maliciousness appeared in his mind.

It's much scarier and stronger than before.

But Du Wei completely ignored it, he had long been used to it.

Withdrawing the joker card from his pocket, Du Wei said softly: "When I enter the dream, I will be free, and my objects in reality will also be brought to my dream."

Finished.

The masked man on the Joker's card also began to rot on his other leg, and there was no bone left.

But the strange thing is that he didn't fall, instead he was suspended in the air in the form of losing his legs.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help saying: "Two legs, two hands, then the torso, and finally the head. When I completely disappeared on the card, is it when you broke out?"

This you refers to the evil spirit in the Joker card.

Although Du Wei was asking, his tone was very determined.

It seems that it can only be used once to make the black shadow stronger against the assimilation of evil spirits.

Next time, it will come out of the card and kill Du Wei.

But for Du Wei, this didn't make any sense, because at that time, he had marked a lot of evil spirits, and he could kill this evil spirit no matter what.

What he needs has always been the ability to make a wish, not to solve the evil spirit itself.

"It's time to sleep."

Du Wei's tone was calm, then he lay on the bed and covered himself with a quilt.

The time now is 5:10 pm.

The sun hangs high in the sky, and there is no sign of setting.

Du Wei slowly closed his eyes, he knew that this would be a pipe dream.

...

at the same time.

Some strange things have also happened in various neighborhoods and places in New York.

Someone was working in the company, but suddenly closed his eyes and slumped on the desk of the workstation.

Some people are praying at home, but when they close their eyes, they just fall asleep.

The nightmare is beginning.

...

Di Da...

Tick...

I heard the sound of water droplets falling on my ears. It seemed that the faucet in the bathroom was not closed tightly, or the kitchen sink was leaking.

The nose passed through the mask, and the air he breathed was slightly moist.

What you can feel under your body is the soft sheets.

"call……"

Du Wei opened his eyes abruptly and took a deep breath.

At this time, the scene in his eyes was very strange. The place was his home, but the tones he saw in his eyes were much less.

It's a bit similar to the visual experience I saw for the first time when a color TV was just developed in the last century.

Very dim...

It's still the bedroom, but everything around it is completely different.

The walls were cracked, large cracks spreading like spider webs, dust was everywhere, and even the windows were in disrepair. They were hung outside, only fixed by a screw, and they could fall down at any time.

There were even some dark brown blood clots on the ground.

Du Wei looked at the familiar and unfamiliar bedroom blankly, and sat up from the bed as soon as he stretched out his hand.

At the head of the bed, there is his backpack.

But the oil painting ~www.NovelMTL.com~ did not appear in the dream.

Du Wei frowned, picked up the backpack casually, checked the contents, and put it on his back.

Things are slightly different from what he thought. After entering the dream, it stands to reason that he should see the nun.

But in fact it didn't.

"Let me see, where are you?"

Du Wei touched the mask on his face and walked out of the bedroom.

Go downstairs.

A strange color flashed in his eyes.

The framed cabinet was hung on the wall of the living room, and Annabel trembled slightly inside, as if she was terrified of something.