Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

A few minutes later.

　　 at the door of the vaguely outlined house.

　　 Du Wei held his umbrella and glanced up. The whole house looked very discordant. It was a bit like a medieval stone-brick house with a chimney on it.

　　Only the surface of the house shows a deep black.

　　 It's strange how you look at it.

　　 Du Wei stood at the door, looked at the black wooden door, hesitated for a while.

　　 With luck and "body" now, he shouldn't be in danger when he enters, but what he wants to find is a nun.

　　 If the nun is not there, it will make him feel very meaningless.

　　 But suddenly...

　　 There was a sound of footsteps behind the door.

　　 da...

　　 da...

　　 da...

　　 The footsteps are heavy, and there is also a strange sound, like a person dragging some heavy object.

　　 Du Wei used to study forensic medicine. He can accurately assess the owner of the footsteps, who is a male.

　　 Because in general, men weigh more than women.

　　 Only in this way, the footsteps will appear very heavy and can reach the door.

　　 But the next second, the footsteps suddenly disappeared.

　　 was followed by the voice of a woman praying.

　　 She whispered behind the door, reciting the words from the Bible.

　　 heard this.

　　 Du Wei wrinkled. Apart from him, there were only nuns in his dream.

　　 But this dream is a hodgepodge, and the dreams of collective consciousness come together.

　　Anything can happen in a dream.

　　 What will happen after opening the door?

　　 Sister?

　　 or something else?

　　 If it is the former, things will come to an end.

if the latter one…

　　 Du Wei thought for a while, and took out the flintlock with his right hand from the trench coat.

　　 His right hand is now evil spirited, but he still has consciousness.

boom…

　　 kicked the door open.

　　 What made Du Wei surprised was that the sound of prayer disappeared as soon as he opened the door.

　　 There is no "person" in this room.

　　 There are no lights in the house. The floor is a real stone floor. There is a fireplace on the wall of the house, and the burning wood is red.

　　 But there is no difference in physical sense.

　　 This is in a dream, and temperature does not exist.

　　 "Strange...why did it disappear?"

　　 Du Wei said something in his heart, he stood vigilantly outside the door, watching the scene inside the house.

　　 He noticed.

　　 On the stone floor in the house, there were two lines of dragged coagulated blood, which suddenly disappeared when it spread to the fireplace.

　　 his gaze stayed on the fireplace for a while.

　　 Several minutes passed.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 No exceptions occurred.

　　 Du Wei wrinkled and walked into the room.

　　 "In my memory and cognition, there is no such ancient house building, which means that this is the dream of other people. When I enter this room, I actually entered the dream of others."

　　 "But now this dream seems to be over..."

　　 in the house.

　　 Du Wei looked around. There are two floors in this house. The stairs are the kind of trees that have been felled and nailed together. They are said to be stairs, but there is nothing wrong with using them as a ladder.

　　 raised his head, the ceiling is made entirely of solid wood.

　　 Let me call this the first floor.

　　 Du Wei did not find any useful information on the first floor, so he put the umbrella away, inserted it into the cassette of the backpack, and climbed up.

　　 is only two meters away.

　　 Du Wei climbed to the second floor effortlessly.

　　 He saw some nitrated animal heads, lions, cheetahs, and wealthy wolves on the wall on the second floor.

　　 There is still a dried wolf skin on the ground, but strangely, there is a lot of solidified dark brown blood around the wolf skin.

　　 plus the whole house, it is darker tones.

　　 This scene is very depressing.

　　 "It looks like an orion's house, but before that, something strange seems to have happened in this house."

　　 Du Wei walked to the wolf skin and picked it up. Under the wolf skin, there was a wrinkled and rotten hat.

　　 Looking at the traces of the hat, he whispered: "Red?"

Inexplicable…

　　 An absurd idea came to Du Wei's mind.

　　 He took a deep breath and walked along the blood on the ground.

　　 crunch...

　　The wooden floor is overwhelmed.

　　 Within a few steps, Du Wei came to a room on the second floor.

　　 This is a very simple room, the bed is big, but the sheets are covered with clotted blood, and there are even brown hairs.

　　 belongs to that wolf skin.

　　 And beside the bed, there is a heavy book that has been opened.

　　 is not a diary...

　　 Du Wei walked to the head of the bed and glanced down.

　　 The book says, Andersen's fairy tales-Little Red Riding Hood and Big Bad Wolf.

　　 recombined with the scene seen before.

　　 Everything has results.

　　 Someone had a dream. The dream originated from Little Red Riding Hood and Big Bad Wolf in Andersen’s fairy tales.

　　 But this dream does not seem to be a fairy tale.

　　 Before Du Wei heard the dragging sound outside the house again, he could easily think that the big bad wolf ate Little Red Riding Hood and died on the second floor.

　　 Someone cut open the big bad wolf's belly, dragged the corpse of Little Red Riding Hood inside to the fireplace, and threw it directly in.

　　 And that person is probably from the fairy tale, Grandma Little Red Riding Hood...

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 With this, the nightmare ends here.

　　 "Sounds like dreaming of a black fairy..."

　　 Du Wei couldn't help but sneered, then took out the coin again.

　　 "When I entered this nightmare, the dream just ended. It swallowed the dream, so I got nothing."

　　 "But thinking backwards, it is indeed devouring other people's dreams, but it can't devour my dreams, because I don't have dreams at all now, and it is myself in the dream."

　　 "My dream does not begin, and there is no end."

　　 "But this dream is a collective dream of many people. As long as I enter other people's dreams, before it can swallow the dream, I can find it."

　　 "Good luck will only save me from danger, or even encounter no danger at all, so what I need is bad luck."

　　 "It's better to be unlucky, the next second I will enter other people's nightmares."

　　 Speaking, Du Wei tossed the coin again.

　　 "I want the opposite!"

so awkward…

　　 This time it is positive.

　　 Without cheating, it is basically impossible to determine the front and back of the coin.

　　 Du Wei took off the mask directly, UU reading www.uukānshu.com stared at the coin blankly, and tossed it again.

　　 His luck has always been very bad.

　　 Otherwise, it will not deal with evil spirits every day.

　　 As expected.

　　 As Du Wei wished, this time the coin is the opposite.

　　 Suddenly, he had a strange feeling in his heart, a little startled, but it was like the kind of stepping in mid-air, because he didn't step on the ground and lost his sense of security.

　　 In the absence of a black shadow, Du Wei could actually feel the strangeness of bad luck.

　　 But he felt it was not enough.

　　 So Du Wei flipped the coin twice.

　　 are all negative...

　　 boom...

　　 Outside the house, a flash of lightning flashed across the gloomy sky.

　　 The rain is pouring down.

　　 The whole dream world has become different.

　　 Du Wei looked calm, turned his head and looked behind him...

　　 Behind him, the door of this house, suddenly became a narrow stone passage...

　　 just can accommodate one person to pass.

Opposite the 　　 aisle is a very luxuriously decorated place like a gathering place for the upper class.

　　There are many men and women in suits and evening dresses, and everyone sings and dances.

　　 But no sound came from the channel.

　　 Du Wei looked at this scene and said indifferently: "It seems that I have been so unlucky that the nightmare took the initiative to find me, it is really absurd."

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