Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

People can dream.

　　 When you dream, the world in the dream actually revolves around you.

　　 Whatever you want.

　　 As long as it matches your perception, everything can happen.

　　The subconscious self-protection will not make you dream of unacceptable things.

　　 Du Wei’s dream is different from that of normal people.

　　 There are nuns in his dream.

　　 So in fact, when his dream was contaminated with a curse, it no longer belonged to him.

　　 He lost the power, or authority, to decide his dreams.

　　In the dream, everything was malicious towards him.

　　……

　　 When I heard the sound of a lullaby.

　　 "Freddy" appeared outside the anatomy room. It was wearing a trench coat with fear on the face and a black top hat on its head.

　　 What do you think, what is wrong.

　　 Freddy made a deal with Du Wei and killed Du Wei.

　　 But what is the specific content of the transaction, it has been unable to remember.

　　 Although it is not an evil spirit, it cannot be regarded as a human being.

　　 It thinks it must be crazy, otherwise how could it agree?

　　 "I can't kill that devil at all. He must have done something to me that I don't know."

　　 "Damn, I must find that dissection room, I must go back, the dream outside is terrible."

　　 The anatomy room is Du Wei's subconscious dream, and it is the safest place.

　　 Leaving the autopsy room, the dream outside was no longer something Freddy could bear.

　　 Indoor and outdoor, there are totally two worlds.

　　 At this time, what was presented to Freddy was an extremely absurd sight.

　　 It saw a city in a deserted state-New York.

　　 The original asphalt road was covered with moss.

　　 There are huge trees on the tall concrete buildings, and the branches of the trees hold the building tightly.

　　 The smell of decay is permeated in the air, like a corpse metabolizing.

　　 Freddy was walking on the street, his sharp right hand rubbing together from time to time, making him feel uneasy.

　　 "Damn it, I seem to be stared at by something, is that it?"

　　 This one refers to a nun.

　　 Freddy didn't know how he knew the word nun, he was terrified now.

　　 Because the moment the nun stared at it, it felt like the people on Elm Street tied themselves to the banyan tree, fear and powerlessness when they lit the fire.

　　 "Du Wei, don't let me find you, or I will kill you, I swear!"

　　 Freddy gritted his teeth and hurried to the counseling clinic in this dream.

　　 It doesn’t know why it has the specific location of the counseling clinic in its mind, its thinking is extremely active, and there are many thoughts flashing every second.

　　 There is a will in the world telling it that only after entering the counseling clinic can you see Du Wei and kill him.

　　 It feels as if it can control this dream.

　　 Soon, I arrived at the door of the psychological counseling clinic.

　　 can be followed by...

　　 Freddy shuddered. It twisted its neck stiffly, and saw a shadow at the doorway.

　　 The shadow is very tall, clinging to the door tightly.

　　 is just the silhouette of a nun.

　　 Even if there is no entity, this has already scared Freddy to the horror. It even felt that its consciousness was frozen.

　　 "Escape..."

　　 Freddy had only one thought in his mind, so he turned around without hesitation.

　　 But, in the next second, its body stiffened.

　　 It saw the nun's shadow appearing behind.

　　 The entire shadow is stretched very long.

　　 Looking forward along the shadow, Freddy saw the nun standing in the distance, staring at it.

　　 Such a short distance.

　　 Freddy can even see all the details of the nun’s body, from the skin to the pupils, from the clothes to the nails...

　　 The tremendous pressure made Freddy tremble all over.

　　 This is a kind of mental torture.

　　 Freddy turned his head, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the counseling clinic.

　　 The nun just stood there, with no intention of catching up.

　　……

　　 From the street to the counseling clinic, it was only about four meters away. Freddy only felt the change before he came to the door of the clinic.

　　 It held the doorknob, rushed in with a light push, and then closed the door directly.

　　 After doing this, it was stunned.

　　 "Wait... Why am I, why do I behave like a person?"

　　 "I can obviously disappear in an instant and reappear, ignoring the space and distance, but why...why is my ability gone?"

　　 Freddy stretched out his hand in horror and stroked his face.

　　 It thought of a terrible thing.

　　 This dream seems to be its own...

　　 "Damn Du Wei, what did you do to me?"

　　 "It's okay if you play the dream by yourself, why do you want to bring me too."

　　 "Where are you now?"

　　 Freddy screamed loudly, and it ran towards the second-floor bedroom of the clinic.

　　 "This dream is not right. This is my dream, but it doesn't seem to be my dream. Otherwise, I can't lose power in the dream."

　　 "I will only become stronger."

　　 Freddy rushed upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door.

　　From the door of the clinic to the door of the bedroom, it should have been locked, but in the dream it was of no use to Freddy. It seemed that all the rules were open to it.

　　 in the bedroom.

　　 Freddy's eyes rested on the head of the bed.

　　 An inexplicable thought appeared in his mind: "There should be an oil painting here."

　　 Next second.

　　 An oil painting really appeared on the bedside.

　　 Black and white are interlaced, twisted...

　　 The moment the oil painting appeared, the picture became distorted, and Freddy's eyes became more and more blank.

　　 It whispered: "Eyes...dreams...eyes...dreams, kills you...into the dream...kills you in the dream."

　　 The sound is intermittent.

　　 Freddy only felt that the forgotten information in his consciousness, when he saw this oil painting, came out little by little.

　　 At the same time, the oil painting has also gradually become clearer from the distorted state of black and white interlaced, and a vague silhouette of the figure is faintly visible.

　　 The first thing that becomes clear is the part of the eye.

　　 Freddy looked at those eyes, his expression became more and more sullen: "Dream...damn dream, is it me dreaming, or are you dreaming?"

"what did you do to me?"

　　 It yelled at the oil painting.

　　 But suddenly, the temperature in the entire bedroom became extremely low...

　　 An extremely terrifying breath that makes people's souls tremble appeared in the room.

　　 Freddy knew that the nun had entered this counseling clinic.

　　 When it opened the door on its own, it had actually opened the permission of the dream ~www.NovelMTL.com~ which was equivalent to inviting a nun.

　　 Freddy grinned and said, "But I am not the Devil Du Wei, and he should die if I die. It has nothing to do with Freddy!"

but……

　　 At the end of this sentence, Freddy’s expression became sluggish...

　　 It saw that the figure on the oil painting was completely clear.

　　 But what is painted on it is not Du Wei, but itself.

　　 "Why is it me in the painting? Not you?"

　　 Freddy in the painting grinned at it: "Because you are Du Wei now."

　　 After talking...

　　 The expression of Freddy outside the painting became uncontrollable and indifferent. Its appearance and clothes all became Du Wei's look.

　　 It finally understood the problem, and snarled wildly in its heart: "Du Wei, you let me dream in your dreams, make me become you, and you yourself become me in your dreams."

　　 "You devil, you are absolutely crazy!"

　　 But at this time, the nun had already appeared in the bedroom, with her hands on the shoulders of "Du Wei".

　　 The nun was condescending, opened her terrifying mouth, her sharp fangs stretched out, and the black liquid slowly dripped on her body.

　　 And Freddy in that oil painting was also expressionless, stretched out his sharp right hand, poked out from the oil painting, and attacked the "Du Wei" as well.

　　Book Reading House