Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　 "Um...I know you are not in love...huh?!"

　　 Tom was startled, and what Du Wei had just said flashed in his mind.

This…

　　 Flicking his eyebrows, Tom looked at Du Wei with a very uncomfortable look, as if he had hidden a long-term secret in his heart, except for himself, it seemed that the whole world knew it.

　　 "This is unscientific, how could you know that there are ghosts in this world? You shouldn't believe it?"

　　 "Why don't I know? Why don't I believe it?"

Yup!

　　 Why doesn't he believe it? ?

"No!" Tom was stunned by Du Wei's words, he shook his head suddenly, his face flushed and said: "You are a psychologist, a well-educated social elite, and you should be a firm materialist. It’s right to believe in science. How can you believe that there are ghosts in this world?!"

　　 Du Wei said silently: "Tom, what on earth do you want to say?"

　　 Tom opened his mouth...

　　 What did he just want to say...

　　 "fuck!"

　　 Hammered the coffee table with some irritation. Tom stared at Du Wei with bloodshot eyes.

　　 "I want to tell you that there are ghosts in this world. Ms. Aisha, Roy, and Linda you met on the Essegrin bus were all dead by ghosts."

As he said, Tom gritted his teeth again: "Besides, the church, you know, there are exorcists among them. I'm not referring to the kind in novels or movies. Can you understand it? They call this evil spirit. "

　　 Du Wei nodded, and said lightly: "Of course I understand, because I am an exorcist."

　　 Tom's face was stiff: "Are you an exorcist? Aren't you a psychologist?"

　　 "Who told you that a psychologist can't be an exorcist?"

　　 Du Wei glanced at him strangely and said to him: "If you don't believe me, you can go to the church in Northbrook and find the priest there for evidence."

　　 "Also, Officer Tom, if you just want to tell me this information, I think this conversation can be over. Actually I'm about to come into contact with an evil spirit incident, I'm very busy..."

　　 After speaking, Du Wei stood up and was about to leave.

　　 Tom quickly stood up after seeing this: "Wait, I just can't accept the fact that you are an exorcist, but I do have something to tell you about the cultist Roy."

"Please speak."

　　 Du Wei thought for a while, then sat down again.

　　 Opposite, Tom organized a few words and said: "I remember, I reminded you before that you might face revenge from the cultists... Well, I mean Roy's companions."

　　 Du Wei frowned and said, "Well, I remember she still has a boyfriend, did you find it?"

"not at all!"

　　 Tom shook his head: "But I found some news. Recently, many cultists have come in in New York. They are related to Roy, so I suspect they might be troublesome for you."

　　 Du Wei said noncommittal: "Perhaps."

　　 "Aren't you afraid? That's a cultist! Their brains are like water. The ghosts know what they will do, so you are not worried?"

　　 Du Wei said lightly: "Will you take someone to guard my door to protect my safety?"

　　 "Um..."

　　 Tom coughed a few times and said, "The New York police are not very good at handling these things, so I can only remind you..."

　　 Du Wei spread out his hands and said: "Look, you know you can't help me, but you still have to ask me if I am afraid. In the Oriental language, it's just taking off my pants and farting."

　　 "However, thank you for your reminder, I will pay attention."

　　 Say it.

　　 Du Wei got up and left and went to the counter to pay. Tom saw this and thought about it and followed.

　　 At first, when he knew that there were evil spirits and exorcists in this world, Tom went from unbelief to shock to fear.

　　 This is also a psychological turning point for normal people.

　　 "Wait for Doctor Du Wei, I have another question I want to understand."

　　 Outside the coffee shop, Tom stopped Du Wei.

"what is the problem?"

　　 "How can ordinary people like me avoid contact with evil spirits, or what should they do after encountering evil spirits?"

　　 "Find me to solve..."

　　 "Uh, what else? After contacting evil spirits, do you have any professional advice?"

　　 Hearing this, Du Wei pondered for a moment, and said, "Then try to stay in a place with light, and the day is the safest."

　　 He finished his last sentence, lit a cigarette, bowed his head and left.

　　 On the spot, Tom couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth as he watched Du Wei's back.

　　 Stay where there is light, what kind of advice is this?

　　Buy an airplane? Wouldn’t it be easier to chase the sun?

　　...

the other side.

　　 After leaving the coffee shop, Du Wei walked towards his home.

　　While walking, he picked up his cell phone and dialed. The family tortured by the doll named Annabel made a call.

　　 "Toot..."

　　 One minute later, the phone connected, it was the voice of a man, he was a family member.

　　 "Hello, this is Du Wei from the Counseling Clinic. We have contacted online before."

　　 "Oh oh, hello, Dr. Du Wei, sorry, may I ask you something?"

　　 "Well...I want to know if your girlfriend's situation has improved."

　　 "Thank you for your concern. You are really a qualified psychologist. According to your instructions, she has been taking medication on time recently. Except for a long sleep time, everything else is fine."

　　 "Do you mean that the sleep time is a bit long?"

　　 "It means that I have been sleeping for about 14 hours. Sometimes I wake up after 12 o'clock in the evening and start to rest in the daytime."

　　 When he heard this, Du Wei frowned and let out a puff of smoke.

　　 "So, what about Annabel, this doll is now..."

"That doll, I almost forgot to tell you. I discovered its secret yesterday. It turns out that every time I throw the doll away, my girlfriend will go out in the middle of the night to pick it up. We also had a fight on this matter."

　　 "Really? Is it in your house now?"

　　 "It's gone. In the morning, the owner of the horror house nearby was collecting some old dolls. They wanted to use them to set up some scary scenes, so I sold them."

"sold???"

　　 "Yes, is there any problem?"

　　 "No, but can you tell me the address? I mean, the address of the Horror House."

　　 "Good... good."

　　...

　　 hung up the phone, Du Wei glanced at the address in the text message, his expression turned a little strange.

　　 I should say that it is a big heart, or I believe too much in my wrong diagnosis before I encountered the evil spirit...

　　 "Annabel was actually sold!"

　　 Du Wei pressed the cigarette **** out, threw it into the trash can, and rubbed his slightly painful forehead.

　　 This is unexpected.

　　 He couldn't imagine that this kind of thing would happen.

　　It's just that Annabel cannot be discarded, cannot be destroyed.

　　 No matter how far it is lost, it will find the family and continue to torment them.

　　 "Furthermore, the House of Horror...I hope not too many people will come into contact with it..."

　　 If Du Wei drags on, I'm afraid Annabel will become more and more difficult to deal with.

　　 It has caused the victim to fall asleep for a long time, and it has been confirmed that its power accumulation is getting stronger and stronger, and the purpose is obvious.

　　[Some evil spirits will try to control the human body to achieve possession and certain evil purposes]

　　 Du Wei whispered: "Go to the House of Horror, find it, take it away..."

　　 He looked at Bai Jing's right hand, he needed to speed up the process of evil spirits.