Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

The relationship between the bus and the house of horror is intricate.

They targeted the school and staged an extremely absurd, bizarre battle, or backstab each other?

The term backstab seems to be more accurate.

A wave of buses stabbed in the back of the House of Horror and dragged away the school.

The bus stabbed another wave of horror houses, and dragged away with the reflection of the school and the city.

This is fatal.

If the weirdness is replaced by human beings.

Then the hatred between them is estimated to be endless.

And Du Wei...

He is very embarrassed now.

Things got out of control when he started to activate his marking ability and took Josh on the bus.

He can only bite the bullet and help the bus meet the house of horror.

The end of this battle naturally has his credit.

But now the House of Horror is chasing the bus frantically, and the bus flees with the reflection of the city and the school.

It refuses to give up.

It is even less likely that the bus will give up a lost school.

Two weird moves one after the other.

There is no sign of stopping.

Du Wei sat in the driver's seat and pressed the door switch again and again with a blank face.

However, it was useless at all.

When the will of the bus had not recovered before, he could fish in troubled waters and act as a driver.

But now this permission is no longer valid.

It is easy to get in the car and difficult to get off.

Helpless.

Du Wei sighed and asked himself: "Am I going to be trapped and die here?"

The possibility is very high.

Then he took out the Joker card.

"I made a wish to get me out of my current predicament."

Same as before.

The Joker didn't even change a bit this time, and went on strike.

The confrontation between the bus and the house of horror, it dare not intervene at all.

The ideal realization of a desire depends on what level it is.

Now it is very tasteless.

Du Wei checked all the items on his body, a flintlock, a pair of white gloves, coins, a mask, a lighter, a joker card, and the map.

There is nothing else that can come in handy in this situation.

He gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the carriage, staring at the thirteen evil drivers for a long time.

"I have to find a way..."

In the outside world.

The continuous rainstorm was dense.

The outline of the house of horror appeared in the sky above a city with heavy rain, and it flashed past.

On the other side of those cities.

The bus dragged the reflection of the city of West Ghana, and brought the school through the world in the rainstorm at a strange speed.

It will only appear on rainy days.

In other words, as long as it is raining anywhere in the world, it will become its moving route.

...

At this moment.

Switzerland is also raining.

The people who are as uncomfortable as Du Wei are from Twilight Church.

Since the night of June 15th, all members of the Twilight Church have been vomiting and diarrhea like food poisoning.

The leader, His Excellency Matthew gave them orders.

The truth of the matter must be found within three days.

Ok……

Now is the third day.

But they found nothing.

Inside the assembly hall on the second floor of the Twilight Church.

Everyone is sitting in jeopardy.

The face was covered by the hood, and only the leader Matthew with the dangling old hair coughed.

This old man has lived for hundreds of years.

But he is also suffering from diarrhea now.

All kinds of drugs have been used, but they are useless at all.

Should I pull or pull...

"Everyone... It's the third day now. Tell me, you won't let me down, will you?"

Matthew's voice revealed weakness and powerlessness, no longer the majesty and solemnity it had before.

Those people all bowed their heads, afraid to look at him.

Someone said with shame: "I'm sorry, I...we got nothing."

Someone also said: "I suspect that there is a problem with our food, but we have changed the source of the food supply, but there is still no change."

"Moreover, we have checked the entire food supply market in Switzerland, the entire supply chain is very clean, and the original ingredients have not been found to be drugged."

Heard this.

Matthew patted the table weakly and asked, "What about the water source? Will it appear on the water source?"

Someone immediately replied: "We sent it to the laboratory and the water source was okay. This may be an event beyond our knowledge, such as evil spirits? Devil spirits? Or the church is dealing with us. Cold hands."

Matthew said angrily: "Evil spirits and demons will only twist your head off, and won't make you vomit and diarrhea. Are your minds filled with water?"

As he said, he stood up abruptly, but felt his legs soft for a while, so he had to support the table with both hands.

This made Matthew even more angry. He pointed at those people and cursed: "Church, don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. If it’s the church, it’s already done on us. Look at you now. such."

"You...you...you disappointed me too much!"

If it hadn't been known that these people were the core members of the Twilight Church, Matthew would have thought that the people sitting in front of him were a group of patients.

suddenly.

Ryan, who was sitting on the side dozing off, was awakened. He looked around blankly: "Is the consultation session over?"

Matthew shook his head and said, "Not yet."

After speaking, his face darkened: "You shut up, this is not a consultation meeting, it is our parliament."

Ryan uttered an oh, and stared at the ceiling blankly.

He thought to himself: "Damn, these mental illnesses are pretty good at terminology, but it's still a parliament. Do you really think I've been a doctor for so many years?"

"Ha ha."

But at this moment, Ryan's eyes reflected the reflection of a city, his eyes widened, and he looked at a bus in the reflection in disbelief.

To be precise, it was Du Wei who was standing in the carriage holding a flintlock and preparing to do something.

Then, Ryan was excited.

"Director, is the director you? Have you finally come to pick me up?"

"Damn, there seems to be something wrong with the food on Twilight's side. Fortunately, I am a thief, nothing is wrong~www.NovelMTL.com~ You take me away quickly, I don't want to stay here anymore."

"Director? Director, why don't you stop the car?"

Ryan watched dumbfoundedly as the reflection of the city disappeared quickly.

He scratched his head, and then suddenly said: "I understand, the director is on a business trip, no wonder he is taking the bus, what is this called... the public... what is the public expense..."

This scene fell in the eyes of others, but became a mental patient mad.

Matthew looked at Ryan entangledly, hating iron and steel, and said: "Can you not go crazy, we are having a regular meeting, do you know that we are having a regular meeting? There is no director, only the bishop here."

Ryan was interrupted, and said angrily: "Don't fart you fucking, I've seen the director obviously."

Matthew is now a patient, his voice is not as loud as Ryan's, and he is directly suppressed.

He waved his hand helplessly: "Whatever you do, don't talk now, the council is not over yet..."

Ryan's face changed, and he pointed to Matthew and said, "Okay, you, you are very sick, and you don't let me speak. You know, I have the right to remain silent."

Matthew suppressed his anger, smiled reluctantly and said, "Yes, you have this right."

Ryan nodded in satisfaction and stared at everyone silently.

He didn’t speak, but he thought in his heart: “I’m really horrible. I prescribe so many people at once, but their drug reaction seems to be wrong, but it’s okay. As long as I stick to it, I will definitely be able to cure it. Good them."

"When the time comes, the director will take me on a bus trip together, and it feels good to think about it!"

Ryan's sight, Matthew and the others were puzzled.

But no one took it seriously, after all, in their opinion, Ryan was just a psychotic hunter.

Mental patients are abnormal if they don't behave strangely.