Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

call……

A gust of wind blew by.

The light is dim, as if the whole city is deep in smog.

The ground was covered with dust.

There was a desolate atmosphere everywhere.

Bar...

A man holding a black umbrella and wearing a windbreaker walked out of the dim fog step by step. He lifted the umbrella slightly, his entire face was covered by the mask, only a pair of bloodshot eyes, cold and deep was seen. Eyes.

...

Du Wei stepped on the can and made a creaking sound.

He moved his legs and bowed his head slightly.

I saw a canned can that had been guessed flat.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, we can vaguely see that this place seems to be Poland.

But some buildings and streets gave him a sense of sight in New York.

The most important thing is that there is a coffee shop around, exactly the same as the one near his door.

The two cities merged together in a strange way.

In front of Du Wei, it happened to be the hotel where he and Tom were staying in Poland.

"So, am I in Tom's dream or in my own dream? Or neither?"

Du Wei's voice was indescribably cold.

A few minutes ago, when he grasped the inexplicable thing entwined with Tom, he heard Freddy's voice.

The whole person was pulled into here.

It was different from the previous contact with the nun. The last time he went in with a lot of objects in his sleep, this time the whole person was pulled in.

There is confusion between reality and illusory dreams.

Even Du Wei did not have time to react.

"It shouldn't be my dream..."

If it was Du Wei's dream, then there should be a nun in this dream, but he did not feel its existence.

He looked at the hotel door in front of him, and walked over calmly with his legs open.

The entire hotel is shrouded in smog, and the scene inside is not visible at all. It is deep and quiet, isolated from the world.

...

Came to the door of the hotel.

Still can't see the scene inside.

Du Wei took the flintlock from his pocket and put his foot on the glass door.

There was a touch.

The door was kicked open.

In an instant, colorful light shone on Du Wei's body.

Accompanied by it, there is the world's best hot music.

Behind the door, it was not the layout of the hotel in Du Wei's memory, but the scene in the red light district of New York City.

This is a dance floor.

Inside stood many hotly dressed dancers, and many men drank with their glasses and laughed unscrupulously.

Deafening...

This……

Du Wei was stunned. He stood at the door, neither entering nor not entering.

The entire hotel uses the door as the dividing line, forming two completely different worlds.

The outside of the hotel is deserted.

Inside the hotel, the feasting and feasting were extremely rotten.

The style of painting goes to the extreme...

Even if Du Wei has not lifted the evil spirit now, and the whole person is in pure rationality and calmness, but seeing this "weird" scene, he can't help but follow it.

His eyes stayed in the hotel for a while, and none of the girls wiggling on the dance floor and the men who were drinking too much noticed him.

Those people seem to be living in the movie, acting according to the script.

Du Wei looked at them coldly and took a step back.

The door closes automatically.

The outside scene is still desolate and dead, and there is a gloomy and terrible atmosphere everywhere.

This is normal...

Du Wei opened the door silently again.

This time, he walked in the whole person.

The neon light shone on Du Wei's body, and the tip of his nose could smell the breath of alcohol and hormones.

The entire interior of the hotel was much larger than he remembered, the size of a football field.

Look up.

The interior of the ten-storey high-rise hotel is actually round, and a huge spiral staircase extends upwards. All the stairs pass by are full of hotel-style doors.

There are at least thousands of doors.

Seeing this, Du Wei frowned: "So are you here? Freddy?"

At this moment...

A muffled voice suddenly rang in the crowd: "Oh! Good brother, why are you here too?"

It's Tom's.

Du Wei turned his head and looked at Tom, who put his hands on the shoulders of the two women, and put his arms around them.

The two women were wearing Vader costumes, and they were obviously cultists.

but……

The clothes seem to be tied up, drawing the beautiful body curves vividly and vividly...

"You really surprised me..."

Du Wei said coldly, and in the state of spiritual vision, he directly glanced at the two cultists.

It's not an evil spirit...

This should be Tom’s dream, but it seems to be limited to hotels.

The style of painting outside the hotel is completely different from that here, and there are dangers everywhere.

When Tom heard this, he showed a wretched smile. He said triumphantly: "My good brother, when I first arrived here, I was as shocked as you were. The red light district in Poland is much stronger than that in New York. It is a paradise on earth ."

Du Wei said calmly: "It seems that you are still safe now."

What he meant was that Tom didn't realize that he was dreaming now.

Tom froze for a moment and said, "Safe?"

In the next second, he suddenly patted his head: "Oh, don't worry, I have done a good job in security measures, and nothing will happen."

With that, Tom removed his hand from the two cult girls, walked to Du Wei, smiled and said, "Good brother~www.NovelMTL.com~ Normally I call you to the red light district and you never go, I still I thought you were really a gentleman, but I didn't think you liked to come secretly.

"Man..."

"Don't worry, since you are here today, I will definitely treat you well."

Speaking of this, Tom put his hand on Du Wei’s shoulder and waved at the two cultists with one hand: "You two come here, this is my best brother Du Wei, you two serve him well! Hear no ."

No one answered.

But Tom didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He took out a pack of safety measures from his pocket and pointed at the doors above the interior of the hotel in an extremely trivial way.

"This place is perfect. Below is the red light district, and above is the hotel. You can open rooms at any time."

"Today, you can play whatever you want!"

Tom was completely inflated. He even rushed to the men and women on the dance floor and shouted: "Today's consumption of the whole audience is paid by Tom, let us cheer!"

Still no one answered him, everyone was drinking and dancing.

But Tom didn't feel that something was wrong. This was his dream. No matter what happened, he felt it was true.

Even his best brother is holding a black umbrella, carrying a flintlock, and wearing a mask on his face. He doesn't feel anything.

It is difficult for a dreamer to realize that he is dreaming unless he is about to wake up.

however……

The next second, Tom frowned. He noticed that Du Wei had been ignoring him, holding his umbrella and standing still.

Tom took a breath: "I almost forgot, you are Oriental."

After speaking, he turned his head and shouted: "Ten oriental beauties! Let my good brother pick one!"

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