Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Kane on the other end of the phone is still talking.

But Du Wei was silent.

Because of this old man, I met him two days ago and the exchange was very pleasant.

The other party placed high hopes on him.

He even wanted to pin the glory of Daokui family on Du Wei.

The relationship between this old man and Du Wei can't be said to be good or bad. There was even a contradiction between them at the beginning, but because of Andrew Dauqui, it changed to what it is now.

Ok……

Alvin Dawkwe didn't know until he died, his only grandfather that he missed, the human skin was burned to ashes by Du Wei, and the evil spirit he became after his death was also torn to pieces.

If he knew it, it is estimated that the newly born evil spirits might seek Du Wei desperately.

It's just that it's so easy to die, which always makes Du Wei inexplicably complicated.

He looked at the phone and asked calmly: "Why did Mr. Alvin die suddenly? Why did the evil spirit he became after his death, and why could he escape from San Pordia?"

With the existence of the blood of Jesus, and the fact that Saint-Bordia is the headquarters of the church, a newly born evil spirit, it stands to reason that as soon as it appears, it will be killed directly.

After all, even Twilight Church has a holy nail that can prevent hunters from turning evil spirits, and the church can't have it.

On the other end of the phone, Kane's voice was unspeakably indifferent: "Didn't he tell you that he is going to die soon?"

"Mr. Du Wei, there is no such thing as suddenness. Everyone in this world will die. The same is true for you and me. Hunters like us are speeding up the process of death."

"The only thing we can do is to face all this calmly."

"As for him...or it can escape from San Pordia because Alvin Dauqui is already on the verge of demonization."

"He has been holding on, causing it to become very strong after it was born."

Du Wei said in a deep voice: "So your purpose of calling me is, want me to solve it?"

Kane replied: "Yes, we didn't want you to shoot, but the blood of **** started to change. The four remaining hunters of us must stay underground in the church to maintain its tranquility."

"We can't get out for the time being, and the longer it is outside, the more terrifying it will become."

"It's probably like this. If you don't want to go, you can go back to the church and keep the blood of **** for me for a few months. I will solve it myself and bring Alvin Dauquay's body back to the church."

Du Wei frowned, and said to the other end of the phone: "I can solve the Alvin Dokui matter, but I need relevant information."

Kane's tone fluctuated, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse: "I will organize the information into a file and send it to you. Do you need anything else? For example, the holy nail?"

Du Wei said indifferently: "I don't need that stuff, and it will be delayed for a while to deliver the holy nails to me."

After speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

...

the other side.

In the church headquarters, the underground of the Basilica of Saint Paul.

The torch swayed.

The light is very dim.

Kane couldn't help coughing, and some blood came out of his mouth and nose.

He hurriedly took out a towel and wiped it, apparently injured.

On the side, in the room where Alvin Dawquet was originally inhabited, the door and the wall merged into one, as if it were a living thing, even squirming slightly.

"He has agreed..."

Kane whispered, and there was no emotion on his face.

In the darkness, someone seemed to be watching silently.

"This incident is our fault. I didn't expect that Alvin Dawkwe had been holding on so hard that no one would have thought that he would die violently after returning to the church."

"The thing under the ground has begun to fluctuate again."

"I hope that during this time, Twilight's people will still be huddled in Switzerland, otherwise, we can't spare our energy to deal with them."

"When necessary, consider starting a part of undercover."

"I don't need it yet..."

There are five old hunters in the church. After Alvin's death, the other hunters behaved very coldly.

Their humanity is basically lost.

No one will think about the dead, because their former companions and former predecessors are also like this.

At any time, any power has a price.

The more you get, the more you lose.

This is a desperate group. They can't even stick to their hearts. They can only give up those beautiful things and make their will purer.

It's lifeless.

...

After half an hour.

Within the Wittbach family.

In just one day, the Wittbach family ushered in the future son-in-law. After a welcome ceremony, in the afternoon, it was time to say goodbye in a hurry.

Alex was fine, because she knew that her boyfriend was going to church, and she didn't feel disappointed.

It's just a little bit reluctant to give up.

She looked at Du Wei's face and said helplessly: "When will you be back?"

Du Wei smiled and said: "In two or three days, it may be longer, after all, there are a lot of things in the church."

He didn't tell Alex that he was going to deal with a powerful evil spirit that a hunter turned into after his death, but was just an excuse that the church urged him, so he had to leave.

Alex curled his lips: "The two or three days you said should basically be four or five days. Although you don't tell me, I know that you must go to deal with evil spirits again."

"Tsk... I have heard that everyone in the church calls you a saint, the incarnation of justice."

On the side of Grandpa Alex, Old John cleared his throat.

Immediately, everyone looked at him.

"As the son-in-law of the Wittbach family, I don't expect much from you. Remember, don't let those people in the church go to your head~www.NovelMTL.com~ to be a saint."

"You must become a little more insidious so that you don't suffer."

Du Wei nodded: "I will remember your instructions."

After speaking, he looked at the future brother-in-law Flobin, who was standing next to him, who was eager to talk.

Frobin looked at him deeply.

The eyes of the two separated at the touch of a touch.

Du Wei thought to himself: "It seems that my brother-in-law should be ready to become the leader of a cult organization."

Frobin was thinking: "Since my brother-in-law said that I have this talent, then I can only show my true qualities, and quickly draw up a charter to let my brother-in-law know my abilities."

...

It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

Du Wei took a Rolls Royce Phantom, escorted by the Wittbach family's bodyguards, and rushed to the nearest airport.

In the car, he took out his cell phone and clicked into the mailbox to check the file sent by Kane.

The content is as follows:

[Alvin Dawquet: Hunter, aged 67]

[Ability: Door, specifically, it can open the door of the physical level of manipulation, and can also imprison and block evil spirits]

[Remarks: Because of abilities, Alvin Dokui has a lot of evil spirits imprisoned. After birth, the evil spirits also have the ability of the door, and are suspected to be able to manipulate the evil spirits locked in the door]

After reading it, Du Wei habitually placed his hand on the right side of the trench coat, and what was placed inside was the mask.

The black image in the mask felt like he felt something, shivered slightly, and then his breath fell completely silent.

Du Wei raised his eyebrows and put his hand on the position where the envelope was hidden.

Sombra has not yet recovered to its peak period.

It's also time to give the envelope a chance to perform.