Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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In the suburbs of New York outside the painting.

In the deserted cemetery of Hill Psychiatric Hospital, the three sarcophagus inside quietly stopped.

And below.

The reflection of the entire city overlaps with New York.

The bus and the house of horror did not appear in reality.

On the contrary, the two did not know what was going on and fell into a certain deadlock.

The contradiction and hatred between the two weirdness is no longer a day or two.

From the school, to the evil spirit student, to the reflection of the city.

Since the two sides collided, there have been many confrontations.

The bus no longer picks up evil spirits.

The House of Terror did not ravage one party either.

Now, they have entered a very embarrassing situation.

The two again contain each other.

It's not like Du Wei thought before, to let New York fall, but to pull New York, a second- and third-tier city, into the reflection of the city.

There, is their place.

in a certain sense.

These two weirdness can be seen as a contradictory whole.

Their actions and goals are exactly the same.

It's just more selfish.

Looking at everything outside, Du Wei suddenly felt a sense of tension in his heart.

"Something's wrong, the three sarcophagus inside, weird..."

"Bonai has been killed. Although I don't know who did it, since it doesn't exist, then the three sarcophagus should not be so attractive to the weird."

"Is there any problem I didn't find?"

Du Wei actually wanted to get the three sarcophagus in the inner circle, because this was the closest thing to him and the most harmless item related to the demon god.

It's just that the appearance of the bus and the house of horror is too abrupt.

Forcing him to hide directly in the oil painting.

There was no time to take away the three sarcophagus inside.

Now if he wants to get it, he has to get out of the oil painting first, and as soon as he gets out, he will be spotted by the bus and the house of horror.

These two weird...

Seriously, as long as Du Wei dared to show up, they would definitely let go of all their hatred and kill him first.

Unhappily.

Now Du Wei is in an embarrassing period of weakness, and the evil spirit Du Wei has not yet awakened.

"This……"

"Am I going to start walking on the brink of death like before?"

Walking a tightrope is only a decision made as a last resort.

To be absolutely safe, Du Wei is unwilling to commit danger with his own body.

But now.

Intuition told him that the three sarcophagus in the inner circle might still hide some secrets that he hadn't discovered.

If you let the bus and the house of horror get it.

When they become more terrifying, they will only make themselves more dangerous.

He couldn't be sure when the evil spirit Du Wei would recover.

But he can be sure that he has all his cards out, and it is impossible to force two weird ones.

It is not advisable to be a rival.

Thought of this.

Du Wei gritted his teeth: "I'm fed up with this kind of life, and this is not a mortal end."

Talking.

Du Wei turned his head to look at the shadow.

The latter did not hesitate to drew the sharp knife from Gascoyne's chest and walked behind him.

The envelope is not far behind.

[Master, the envelope asks to die for you. 】

Du Wei said indifferently: "You stay in the oil painting, be optimistic about Gascoigne, bleed him every ten minutes, and don't let him wake up."

【what? Master, the envelope does not want to stay here. The envelope has learned your methods of persecuting evil spirits. The envelope can help you. 】

Du Wei shook his head: "It will help me even more if you stay. As my most loyal subordinate, you should know that I treat you differently from Sombra."

He can see it through.

If you want the envelope to do things for yourself, sometimes you have to be moody, and you can neither have a good attitude nor be too oppressive.

When the envelope heard this, it was about to cry.

[He Dehe Neng my envelope, I can get the master's approval, master, don't worry, as long as my envelope is still there, Gascoigne won't wake up. 】

With a hum, Du Wei drew the clown card representing the wish from his pocket.

He now needs to add some prerequisites to himself.

That is to make a wish.

But the black shadow instinctively turned into a thin mist and enveloped Du Wei.

Before.

No matter what methods are used, the price paid will be resisted by the shadows.

Now that Du Wei is going to use the Joker card, it seems to subconsciously follow the habit.

have to say.

To be able to live with Du Wei until now, from an evil spirit to a demon, Sombra is indeed very different in a sense.

Du Wei was not surprised either.

He said in a deep voice, "I make a wish as a black shadow. From now on, when the three sarcophagus in the inner wall enters the oil painting, I will instantly return to the oil painting."

Joker chills slightly.

But the wish came true much faster than before.

Perhaps it is because the existence of the wish has changed from an evil spirit to a more terrifying demon.

Oh...

The door of painting opened.

Du Wei appeared in the cemetery instantly.

And at this moment.

In the reflection of the city that overlapped with New York, the bus and the house of horror that were constraining each other suddenly stopped.

The lights of the bus went out instantly.

The room of horror exudes terrible malice, and is covered with gray mist, rushing up like crazy.

The same goes for buses.

The two weirdness seemed to be sharks that smelled blood, and directly locked Du Wei's existence~www.NovelMTL.com~ This feeling was extremely strong.

Du Wei even had a trembling sensation of scalp tingling. He had just put his hand on one of the three sarcophagi inside, and the gray mist leaked out of the ground.

"Damn it!"

He cursed secretly, and immediately put the sarcophagus into the oil painting, and then rushed to another sarcophagus.

I can hear the sound of the horn of the bus, which has been urged.

He used the oil painting again, but at this time, in front of the third sarcophagus, most of the front of the bus had emerged from the reflection of the city.

Behind him, the House of Horrors also rose from the ground.

Two weirdness caught him in the middle.

The last sarcophagus has no chance to get close.

and.

The two weirdness didn't care about the last sarcophagus, but stared at Du Wei firmly. The strong malice had forced the surrounding temperature to plummet.

The dense black thread, like a living thing, seeped out from the driver's seat of the bus, forming a humanoid silhouette, as if it were the source, and then spread out along the front door.

The door of the horror house slowly opened, and there seemed to be a humanoid silhouette in a translucent state, beckoning to Du Wei.

"You really want my life so much?"

Du Wei kept calm, he rushed to the bus without hesitation.

The bus was silent all the time, but the dense black threads were surging more turbulently.

It's a horror house instead.

It seemed to be irritated and slammed directly into it.

boom……

Du Wei whispered: "Dark shadow."

Next second.

The black shadow flashed past with the oil painting, past the bus, and onto the last sarcophagus.

Du Wei was wrapped around his right hand by those fine black threads of the bus.