Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

?　　Boom...

　　 The muzzle of the flintlock shot out smoke, and an evil spirit wearing a priest's uniform but without a head appeared behind Du Wei.

　　 The bullet did not hit Freddy.

　　 To be precise, Du Wei didn't shoot at it at all, but faltered.

　　 But even so, Freddy was so scared that Freddy immediately hid in the fog.

　　 Du Wei looked at this scene and couldn't help saying: "Look, although you chose to escape, in fact, when I didn't chase you, you chose to turn around again."

　　 "This is because my location is Elm Street."

　　 In the fog, a cold and ferocious voice sounded: "You will die, I will definitely kill you..."

　　 Du Wei smiled suddenly: "You are threatening me, but this just proves your guilty conscience."

　　 His laughter made Freddy, who was hiding in the dark, tremble.

　　 "What do you want to do?"

　　 "I want to move you a house..."

　　 Du Wei said so, without paying attention to Freddy, he walked towards the surrounding surviving buildings.

　　Actually, he wasn't sure if it was Elm Street.

　　 is very likely, but another dream.

　　 But Freddy's performance confirmed Du Wei's idea.

　　 As long as you can communicate, you can induce the other party to say the information you want through words. Whether it is true or false is meaningless, because both reveal the essence of the matter.

　　 Things that can communicate are much simpler than evil spirits.

　　 Just like the words Du Wei said when he was dealing with hunters before, dealing with evil spirits may be troublesome, but dealing with people is not easy.

　　 In his opinion, Freddy is just a "person" with terrifying abilities, or a special hunter.

　　 At this moment.

　　 Freddy was completely anxious, and the more Du Wei walked deeper into the ruins, the more violent his performance became.

　　 From time to time, he attacked Du Wei in the fog.

　　 But this fell in the eyes of Du Wei, but it was a direct proof of being close to the target.

　　Without the blessing of fear, the threat Freddy can pose to Du Wei is pitiful.

　　 These existences related to fear nightmares are misunderstood by others.

　　 For Du Wei, it was completely useless.

　　He is the natural nemesis of this kind of existence.

　　 The only thing that can break this rule is Mary Shaw who almost turned into a demon before.

　　 But it was cut into pieces by the evil spirit Du Wei with a sharp knife.

　　……

　　Huh...

　　 A gust of wind blows away the dust on the ground.

　　 Du Wei coughed, his eyes stopped.

　　 This is the deepest part of Elm Street, an open-air square, and the opposite is a slum building.

　　 is just separated by a wall, but it is very different, dividing the line between rich and poor.

　　 In the square, there is a brand new piano parked.

　　 Years and fire did not have any effect on it.

　　 "Ryan Hamel played music here, right?"

　　 "And on the opposite side of the slum building, are Freddie and your mother living in it?"

　　 Du Wei said so, and walked to the piano on his own.

　　 opened the seat and sat directly on it.

　　 In the process, Freddy seemed to disappear, quietly out of place, and never appeared again.

"let's start……"

　　 Du Wei put his hands on the keys, and made a melodious tone.

　　 But he is not going to play the lullaby, but to mark the piano.

　　 What surprised him was...

　　 The mark was not successful.

　　 "Strange..."

　　 Du Wei frowned. The marking ability is very BUG. So far, the only thing that hasn't been affected by this is antique clocks. Other than that, even buses can't avoid it.

　　 But this piano...

Suddenly……

　　 Du Wei snorted, his body leaned forward involuntarily, his hands were immediately pressed on the keys, the tone was extremely harsh.

　　 But he can't take care of it anymore.

　　 Because at this moment, there was a strong, sharp buzzing sound in his ears, the frequency of his heartbeat also increased crazily, and his blood pressure increased.

　　Pain...

　　 His head is swollen and painful.

　　 has a strong desire to vomit.

　　 This is an instinctive physiological reaction, which cannot be suppressed by will.

"what happened?"

　　 Du Wei gritted his teeth and said, then he clutched his head and snorted.

　　 He endured the pain, and the pattern of the pointer on his evil right hand became hot, causing a sharp pain.

Snapped……

　　 Du Wei fell directly from the chair to the ground, clutching his head, gritted his teeth and tried to stand up.

　　 The black umbrella fell aside.

　　 The mask also came off my face...

　　 I could see his face turned pale, and his expression was hideous, even in the middle of evil spirits, the kind of unprovoked pain made him have an urge to go crazy.

　　 The bones all over his body seemed to be broken bit by bit.

　　According to the past, when this happens, you will see the death scene in the future.

　　 But this time, there was nothing.

　　 There is only unbearable pain.

　　 Du Wei clenched his fist and slammed it against the ground, again and again, and in a short while, he was dripping with blood.

　　 In the mist...

　　 Freddy's figure appeared quietly, and it quietly walked in front of Du Wei.

　　 The black umbrella opened automatically, but the rotten head was staring at Du Wei...

　　 The eyes on the mask are hollow, but they are slowly shining red.

　　The black shadow walked out of the mask, holding a sharp knife, and walked towards Du Wei without hesitation.

　　 It is faster than anyone...

　　 The means Du Wei has always relied on for survival, but when he has problems, they all turn to each other.

　　 There is no so-called goodwill for evil spirits.

　　 "What on earth do you want to do!"

　　 Du Wei's voice was gloomy, his left hand propped on the ground, and his **** right hand was stuffed into his pocket with great effort.

　　He refers to antique clocks.

　　 For a long time, Du Wei has never relaxed his vigilance against antique clocks. He knows the mystery and terrible thing about this thing. As long as it breaks out, it is likely to kill himself.

　　 But what I didn't expect is that it would actually choose this moment.

　　Huh...

　　 Du Wei raised his head abruptly, and the sharp knife stopped just in front of his forehead. As long as one centimeter further forward, it could pierce his head.

　　 "I gave you this sharp knife. Do you want to use it to kill me?"

　　 "Don't forget, you are the masked evil spirit I made by myself. You can't kill me."

　　 The voice is extremely suppressed and low...

　　 The shadow hesitated, and stood by Du Wei and stretched out his hand.

　　 Du Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and his right hand stretched out from his pocket. The Joker card was in his hand, and the blood infested the entire surface of the card.

　　 Then, he stood up and sneered at Freddy and the black umbrella: "Come... I will give you a chance to kill me."

　　Even if the pain did not disappear, it became stronger, but his performance was no different from before, but his breath became very sharp.

　　 Freddy grinned and said, "You can't lie to me."

　　 Du Wei directly took out the flintlock and pulled the trigger at the head of the black umbrella.

After 　　 a booming gunshot, the head was directly blown, and the black umbrella also broke through a big hole and fell to the ground.

　　 Du Wei knew that it was not dead, but he no longer paid attention, but stared at Freddy with indifference.

　　 did not say a word.

　　 Freddy hesitated, his eyes wavering.

　　 It’s behaving really well~www.NovelMTL.com~ Du Wei looked at this scene, and didn't care about the mask on the ground, but took out the bullets and loader from his backpack.

　　 He doesn't seem to care whether Freddy will take advantage of him now.

　　 In fact, Freddy really wanted to do it, but Du Wei had felt too insidious for him before, making it impossible for him to make up his mind.

　　 And at this moment.

　　 Du Wei paused for a while, and then he became nonchalant.

　　Although his eyes are still on Freddy, if you look closely, you can find the trace of loss.

　　The death screen appeared...

　　 But the process is completely different from the previous experience.

　　 He saw that he was sitting in front of the piano, playing the sleeping music, and successfully marking the piano.

　　 Immediately afterwards, his vision was blurred again, and the picture went directly to the city of Massas.

　　 An extremely absurd scene appeared in front of Du Wei.

　　 He saw a huge pothole in the deepest part of Massas City, and below the pothole, there were a pair of bloodshot eyes. The owners of those eyes had no entity, only a vague shadow outline.

　　 A piano is placed next to the pothole.

　　 Du Wei sits in a chair, playing piano with both hands...

　　 However, the grace and temperament that he can't express in his posture is also cold and unreasonable.

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