Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

?　　 "Huh..."

　　 cold, deep...

　　 The body seemed to sink into the sea, into the abyss.

　　'S consciousness is in a trance, and it seems that he can hear the murmur like a tide in his ear, which is mixed.

　　 James only felt a pair of cold and calm eyes, looking at himself, the revealed will, wanting to make himself do something.

　　 He couldn't help asking in his heart: "Who are you?"

　　 Ke did not get an answer.

　　 Under the gaze of that gaze, all of James' secrets are revealed.

　　 He even felt that all his memories from childhood, all experiences, and even his personality and self are well known to him.

　　 "What do you want me to do?"

　　 James couldn't bear this kind of oppression. He prayed to the Lord in pain, wanting to get a touch of relief.

　　Because he felt that his consciousness had begun to be distorted, even long ago, it had been affected.

　　 That gaze is always watching him, cold and deep...

　　 Certain changes are subtle.

　　……

　　 "Huh..."

　　 James opened his eyes abruptly and took a deep breath. He was sweating profusely and his clothes were wet with sweat.

　　 His face was completely blank, but his eyes were cold and calm. The original blue eyes had a strange change in color. At first glance, they looked a bit like the characteristics of an Oriental.

　　 "I...what's wrong with me?"

　　 "You are sick, you have a very serious illness, but my medical skills cannot cure you. Only the director can cure you."

　　 Hearing this, James shook his whole body and immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

　　 Then his face turned green...

　　 He saw Ryan peeing in the bathroom without closing the door, sticking out his head, grinning at him, showing neat teeth.

　　 What do you think, how awkward...

　　 "Why are you in my room again?"

　　 James suppressed his anger and said: "You should stay in your room and sleep at this time. Don't even think about dragging me out in the middle of the night to find evil spirits."

　　 Ryan put on his pants, scratched his head and said, "But it's daytime now."

　　 James was taken aback: "White... during the day? But I just feel like sleeping for a while..."

　　 His memory still stays at the moment he lay on the bed.

　　 Ryan walked out of the bathroom and looked at James carefully with a serious expression.

　　 You know, he is mentally ill.

　　 was looked at by a mental illness with this kind of gaze, which made James very uncomfortable.

　　 He looked ugly and said, "What do you want to do?"

　　 Lane said solemnly: "I'm telling you, Director Du Wei, I will blow up. If you imitate him again, I will teach you how to be a man."

　　 James was stunned: "I'm imitating him? How could it be possible."

Ryan heard this and said with a cold snort: "Patient James, you can't lie to me. You are imitating the director, especially your eyes. I have all the embarrassment I have seen, and I must treat you. Electrotherapy will let you know when you're lost."

　　 James was angrily laughed: "Okay, you give me electrotherapy. If you can find an electrotherapy device in the twilight clock, I will never sleep again, and I will accompany you to solve the evil spirit incident 24 hours a day."

　　Ryan's eyes widened: "This is what you said."

　　 As he said, he immediately walked up to James, held James’s only hand with both hands, pulled him and pressed it on the electrical plug in the house.

　　 Mental patients have independent worldviews and cognitions.

　　 For Ryan, he stubbornly thinks that he is a doctor.

　　 In his opinion, all hunters like James are mentally ill, and they have to be cured if they are sick.

　　 There is no difference between the electrical plug and the electrotherapy device.

　　 After all, he is an excellent psychiatrist.

James collapsed, struggling frantically: "I was wrong, I know it was wrong, don’t do this, I will never dare to be a model director in the future, I will go out with you to solve the evil spirit incident now, I close my eyes and pay. Can't it, I will wear sunglasses in the future..."

　　 "If you do this, we will both be electrocuted!"

　　 "Ryan, calm down!"

　　……

　　 At this moment.

　　 At the New York International Airport, Du Wei and Tom came to the nearby parking lot.

　　 The McLaren GT is parked in the parking space.

　　 After the two got in the car, Tom couldn't help but said with emotion: "It's still comfortable to stay in New York. I don't want to go to that ghost place in Poland in my life."

　　 That strange dream has been almost forgotten by Tom.

　　 Only the cult girls in his dreams were remembered very clearly by him, and Tom felt a little embarrassed when he thought of the scars on those women.

　　Fuck!

　　 He felt that he suddenly lost interest in women.

　　 Thinking of this, Tom couldn’t help but rushed to Du Wei, who was driving in the car, and said, “Brother, you will send me to church later, I have something to ask Father Tony.

　　 Du Wei asked in doubt: "What's the matter?"

　　 Tom said awkwardly: "I want to discuss theology with him."

　　Du Wei took a deep look at Tom: "He is too old and really can't handle it... and I have to solve the troubles in New York in the past two days. If you two have another accident, I can't help you."

　　 He thought of knowing what Tom meant without thinking.

　　 My good friend and Father Tony have become regulars in the red light district. As long as the two meet, they will go into the red light district.

　　Theology?

The word "　　" comes out of Tom's mouth, which is equivalent to blasphemy.

　　 Tom patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I will never take Father Tony to the red light district. I just want to find him about the charm of divorced young women."

　　 Du Wei said helplessly: "Well..."

　　 While talking, Du Wei turned the steering wheel and drove towards the church in Northbrook.

　　 Unobstructed along the way.

　　 About half an hour.

　　 The car arrived at the door of the church.

　　 After the two got out of the car~www.NovelMTL.com~ Tom rushed into the church happily.

　　 And Du Wei also planned to go in and have a look.

　　 But he was about to go in, but his cell phone rang.

　　 took out his mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was his future father-in-law, Lawrence Wittbach.

Du Wei hurriedly pressed the answer button and heard a deep voice on the other side of the phone: "Good morning boy, I have bought all the antiques for you. Now they are airlifted to New York by special plane, and they will arrive in the afternoon. ."

　　 He smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle."

　　 Lawrence said indifferently: "We will be a family in the future. You don't have to be so polite. Although this will make me think that you are very home-schooled, too much politeness will make me feel strange."

　　 Du Wei said awkwardly: "I will."

　　 Lawrence hummed and said, "By the way, Alex told me that you have stayed at home for the past two days and did not go to her. Is there any friction between you?"

　　 Du Wei raised his eyebrows: "No, it's just that I have been dealing with curses for the past two days... It is not convenient to tell her these things."

　　 Immediately, I heard a sigh of relief on the phone.

　　 "Then do you need any help? My son-in-law?"

　　 Du Wei said calmly: "If possible, I hope you can send me a photo of the stele with the real name of the devil and the information that your team has interpreted."