Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"Mr. Josh, please tell me more about your experience. This may allow us to resolve your troubles quickly."

In the church.

Du Wei nodded to Josh, picked up two suitcases at the same time, and said: "Weiss, you arrange it. I want to talk to Mr. Josh alone."

"Okay sir, please follow me."

...

Others stayed in the church, and everyone couldn't figure it out.

They looked at the back of Du Wei and the three of them leaving, and they couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

"The deputy chief referee, isn't he a bit too resolute?"

"After all, he is a big figure on the church side, and his methods are definitely different."

"The matter in West Ghana is even more troublesome. An elite exorcist has already died. Your Excellency Du Wei must have done this quickly, and then go to West Ghana as soon as possible."

These people quickly replenish their brains with a word of yours.

...

This is a reception room.

But it was much larger than Father Tony's, quiet and solemn.

After Father Weiss brought Du Wei and Josh in, he closed the door and retreated out, waiting outside.

Inside the house.

Du Wei put down the suitcase he had been carrying and sat in a chair.

He crossed his hands and placed it flat on the table, and said cautiously Josh: "Don't be too polite, please sit down."

Josh hummed and sat on the sofa: "Mr. Du Wei, uh... how do we start?"

He was referring to exorcism.

But Du Wei calmly said: "The exorcism has started since you saw me. Now let us talk about your experience and your dream."

"oh, OK."

Josh took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

But his face was very pale, as if thinking of terrible things, he couldn't say it nervously.

A few minutes later.

Josh gave Du Wei a pained expression: "I'm sorry, I need to adjust my emotions."

Whenever he thinks of those terrible experiences, Josh feels fear from his heart.

Plus, every night, he would have the same nightmare.

This is a torture.

When Du Wei heard this, he knocked on the table.

咚咚咚...

The voice made Josh look towards the past subconsciously.

The two looked at each other.

Du Wei raised his hand and turned on the old-fashioned speaker on the table, and long music rang out: "Mr. Josh, if you feel nervous, you might as well divert your attention. The sound will relieve your stress. ."

In fact, this was just what he said casually.

But it will be very useful in this kind of time.

Josh immediately believed it. While listening to the music, he nodded gratefully to the fifth: "Thank you."

Then, he felt that he was really not that nervous anymore.

"It's like this. My profession is a teacher, and my wife is also a teacher. The combined income of the two of us is not bad in Jedkla State."

"But after the birth of our third child, we want to change to a bigger house."

"After discussing with the owner of the house, we moved to a new house."

Hearing this, Du Wei couldn't help raising his eyebrows. How could this experience sound a bit like the patient who died in the hands of the evil spirit first, Ms. Aisha...

When Josh noticed Du Wei's expression, he couldn't help but pause.

He asked carefully: "Do you have any questions?"

Du Wei shook his head and said, "No, please keep talking."

Josh uttered an oh, and continued: "Moving makes our family very happy, but it is different to me. On the first day, I had a very strange dream. I dreamed that there was a man in my family. It’s always standing next to the bed, looking at me and my wife quietly."

"I told my wife about this the next day, and she said I might be too tired to move to a new house."

"I didn't care much at the time, but the next night, I had another dream, this time about my eldest son."

"I dreamt that the man's shadow appeared in his room. How should I say, it behaved very strangely, first opened the door, and then stood on the edge of my elder son's bed."

"At this moment, in my dream, the alarm clock in the eldest son's room points to twelve o'clock."

"Then the shadow suddenly became blurred and distorted, just like a bad signal on the TV, which caused the image of the figure to freeze and be distorted."

"Immediately afterwards, my elder son's quilt was pulled under the bed by an invisible force, and he floated up. This scene lasted until my dream ended."

Speaking of this, Josh's breathing started quickly, and his hands clenched subconsciously.

Du Wei took a deep look at him and asked: "The first time it can be said to be a dream, but the second time it was obviously an evil spirit. So did you do anything at that time?"

Josh replied: "That's what I want to tell you. I asked my son. He told me that he was very unwell, his back was aching, and I went under the bed in his bedroom, but I couldn't find it. To the quilt being pulled in."

"The quilt just disappeared."

Du Wei said in a deep voice: "You encountered this incident a week ago, and you only reported it to the church two days ago. That means there are four days in the interval. Did you dream again later?"

Josh took a deep breath and said in pain: "Every night I start to dream, and the dreams happen in reality, from my two sons, to my wife, to my newborn daughter, That shadow is doing more and more excessive."

"Our family of five has also been tortured."

"We realized that there was an extra existence in the house, and we levied it, but it was completely useless."

"My eldest son still has bruises from the heavy blow on his body. My younger son was locked in the bathroom for a whole night. No matter how much he yelled, there was no sound."

"My wife and I almost lost our newborn daughter."

"That ghost, it wants to kill our family."

Every sentence of Josh carried a disintegrating tone, and by the time of the last sentence, the emphasis changed.

Dreaming of what happened to my family, but I can't do anything.

It is equivalent to seeing your lover and relatives die with your own eyes.

The most painful thing in this world is the torture of the heart and the torture of the soul.

呲...

Du Wei put on the old-fashioned sound system, stood up and looked at Josh condescendingly~www.NovelMTL.com~ His eyes were calm, and his tone was slightly strange: "Mr. Josh, I have already understood the general situation, Meng He There is interaction in reality. The scenes you dream about may be what the evil spirit wants you to see, or they may come from your subconscious mind."

"If it's the latter, then you should have some special abilities."

Josh was at a loss: "What ability?"

Du Wei said coldly: "Lingshi...As far as I know, you were spotted by evil spirits when you were eight years old, but your luck was very good and the exorcism was successful."

"And I have to correct a little bit, that evil spirit may not want to kill your family, but kill someone other than you."

The voice just fell.

Josh's face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of panic and a trace of untold fear.

This is weird...

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