Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　 "I'm fine, Alex, but..."

　　 "Just what?"

　　 "Nothing, I mean, I forgot to prepare a gift for you."

　　 "Well, this is what I expected, but I haven't forgotten it."

　　 Alex’s luxury sports car is driving on the street, looking very attractive and eye-catching.

　　 Inside the car.

　　 Du Wei's face was calm, he took the gift box that Alex had prepared, put it in his backpack, and stared at Alex's face forever.

　　 Her facial features are delicate and fair, and she looks more beautiful after makeup.

　　 This is a very outstanding white beauty, even if it is from an oriental aesthetic point of view, she can't fault her too much.

　　 However, in the state of spiritual vision, Du Wei discovered that Alex was surrounded by some dense black particles.

　　 And, he saw a vision.

　　……

　　 The location is Alex's house.

　　 It was late at night, and there was only one light on in the room, which seemed a bit gloomy.

　　Alex was wearing a Cerruti black suspender dress, lying quietly on the sofa, showing his slim and beautiful figure.

　　 Then, her body floated strangely, as if being manipulated by some kind of force, her limbs bent towards the anti-joint at an angle that violated the structure of the human body...

　　 suddenly...

　　 Du Wei's eyes are a bit dry, and the phantom is over.

　　Alex saw this, and said to him doubtfully: "Are you sure you don't need me to take you to the hospital?"

　　 Du Wei rubbed his eyes and said, "No, thank you."

　　 I saw the illusion in the state of spiritual vision, twice in total.

　　 For the first time, he saw himself holding a gold brooch and piercing himself into his neck to commit suicide.

　　 The second time, it’s about Alex...

　　 What does he think this might mean, foreseeing the future? Not too possible……

　　 is a sign?

　　 After thinking about it, Du Wei raised his eyebrows, looked at Alex's slim figure, and said, "By the way, do you have a Cerruti black suspender dress... Its approximate shape is..."

　　 While talking, Du Wei described the style of the black suspender skirt that he saw.

　　 "Huh? How did you know!"

　　 Alex explained casually while driving, "That's the dress I bought for a date. I shouldn't have told you about it?"

　　 "I didn't say it, but I checked Cerruti's official website and found that a dress with a price of more than 100,000 yuan was bought two days ago. After thinking about it, you should have bought it."

　　 "Hmm, I didn't expect you to be so careful. You discovered this."

　　 "But it's a pity that my makeup today doesn't fit that dress. I will show it to you another day. I think you will like it."

　　 Alex didn't think much, but Du Wei circumvented him by casual words.

　　 Du Wei also smiled faintly, but began to think in his heart.

　　 The reason why he would ask is just to verify the credibility of the illusion he saw.

　　 It seems that part of it is based on reality.

　　 can be understood as a certain ability of Lingshi.

　　 But it is uncontrollable, and it is impossible to know whether people who have entered the spiritual vision stage have this ability.

　　Rationally speaking, it is unlikely, otherwise, the evil spirits would have been completely resolved.

　　 Thinking of this, Du Wei frowned, so Alex would die in the hands of evil spirits?

　　 From the illusion, the evil spirit that will kill her in the future should be the one that will kill Roy, which is the most threatening one in his own home.

　　 So Du Wei calmly said to Alex: "Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

"Ok?"

　　 Alex, who was driving, suddenly heard Du Wei's question and looked a little surprised.

She turned her head and turned her lips at Du Wei, "Is this a new popular trick for girls? If I don’t believe it, are you going to say that you have encountered some messy things, and then tell some inexplicable news, trying to scare you? Me, make me think you are more mysterious?"

　　 "Hey, you have to know that there are a lot of people chasing me, and the routine doesn't make any sense. You can be more direct."

　　 At this point, Alex gave Du Weibi a deep look.

　　 Changing to another man, she had already stopped and drove people coldly.

　　 But when she becomes Du Wei, she thinks it can be understood as a straight man opening up?

　　 Then, Du Wei took out a silver cross dagger from his pocket, which was the first Father Tony sold to him.

　　 Then, he took out a bottle of holy water from his backpack.

"what is this?"

　　 "Soaked in holy mercury cross dagger, and a bottle of holy water, used for exorcism."

　　Alex:? ? ?

　　……

　　 In the afternoon, 15:28.

　　 A one77 parked on the street opposite the counseling clinic.

　　 The car door opened, and Alex reluctantly sent Du Wei to the door.

"I enjoyed myself today, thank you."

　　 "By the way, I still don't believe that there are ghosts in this world, but I like the gift you gave me."

　　 Seeing Du Wei with a calm face and outstanding temperament, Alex was shocked.

　　 Although I don't understand why this man would give him such a special gift, he still gladly accepted it.

　　 She pays more attention to memorial significance.

　　 Hear the words.

　　 Du Wei nodded and said to her: "If you are in trouble, remember to call me at any time."

　　 The silver cross dagger and holy water he gave were all church-standard items that can fight against evil spirits. If the evil spirit does something to Alex, do what he says, Alex should be fine.

　　 The premise is.

　　Alex will listen to his own words~www.NovelMTL.com~ After returning home, wash with holy water and take a silver cross dagger with him.

"Ok……"

　　Alex gave Du Weibi an ok gesture, smiled, and turned back to the car.

　　 But Du Wei watched her leave, turned around and opened the door, and walked in.

　　In the house.

　　 It was quiet, and the light was dim.

　　 Du Wei threw the bag he was carrying on the sofa and opened the window flashingly.

　　 Soon, the room became very bright.

　　 If it hadn’t been known that there were two evil spirits and a strange antique clock in this room, at this time, Du Wei would have come to receive patients with psychological problems.

　　 In the past few days, he has received a lot of appointments, as well as review consultations of some patients he has contacted.

　　 At this time, Du Wei frowned, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.

　　 The sound of the clock hands turning, why is it getting slower and slower?

　　 Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the antique clock hanging on the wall.

　　 I saw a piece of paper, twisted into a ball, and stuffed into the dial, just jamming the overlapping hands.

　　 The pointer is rotating laboriously, but the effect is not great, and the speed of rotation is getting weaker and weaker.

　　 Finally, it stopped completely.

　　DiDiDi...

　　 At the top of the stairs on the second floor, there was also a dripping sound in the bathroom, as if the tap hadn't been tightened.

　　 The TV on the first floor turned on automatically, flashing snowflakes, as if losing signal.

boom……

　　 All windows and doors are closed.

　　 The whole room was dim, and a certain balance was broken with the stagnation of antique clocks. In the corners of the shadows, undisguised malice surged towards Du Wei.