Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　 First floor.

　　 Du Wei looked at the four women's heads on the ground, his expression extremely cold.

　　 Every head seems to be pulled down by some huge force abruptly.

　　 The facial features are twisted and hideous. Although they have solidified, they can still be seen from the bloodstains spreading on the ground. When the four heads came to the house, they must be dripping with blood.

　　 "Why are there so many heads in my house."

　　 Du Wei said in a low voice, when he raised his head again, his face was full of doubts.

　　 This is a very important issue, and the consequences are fatal.

　　 The evil spirit is spreading. When it kills more people, the fear and fear will make it stronger.

　　 The evil spirit brought by Aisha, the media is the information that knows it.

　　 The media of the evil spirits brought about by the post is sight and hearing. No other media have been found for the time being.

　　 On the first day, the two evil spirits were in check and balance, and no one could overwhelm the other, so everything was safe.

　　 The next day, the evil spirit brought by the post killed Mrs. Mina’s brother, Luke Conan Doyle, and the balance of checks and balances began to tilt.

　　 If it wasn't for the back, adding more weird antique clocks, it might have been gone for a long time.

　　 Thinking of this, Du Wei's heart sank slightly, turning his head to stare at the antique clocks and Annabelle hanging on the wall, especially after staying in the former for a long time.

　　Annabel herself has been corroded by bone meal, and now it is locked by the framed cabinet. If there is still the ability to leave home and kill people temporarily, then its target should be herself last night.

　　 Antique clocks have not had much abnormal performance until now. Although it is the most mysterious, it is not very likely.

　　 and the ring with the letter val engraved on it...

　　 Du Wei couldn't help but smile. He felt that he was drinking poison to quench his thirst. He couldn't stop at all. As long as it was a little bit wrong, he didn't even know how he died.

　　 "It shouldn't be them."

　　 He kept himself calm. Take a deep breath and make a judgment.

　　 The evil spirit brought by Aisha, the media has been restricted by Du Wei, as long as he doesn't say it, he can't leave this room.

　　The only thing left is the evil spirit who can post on the Internet by himself, spreading **** and its horror.

　　 thought about it.

　　 Du Wei walked to the side of the doorless cabinet on the first floor, took out a roll of garbage bags from it, and started cleaning.

　　 He hates the smell of blood and corpses. This problem came up after dissecting a special corpse in his junior year.

　　 That's why he turned to be a psychologist.

　　 Each head was put into a garbage bag by Du Wei, and the blood stains were cleaned up carefully.

　　 Although it is said that the police is the best choice at this time, in fact, Du Wei can't explain why there are four people in his home inexplicably.

　　 Even Police Officer Tom, who knows the evil spirits, will probably be suspicious, thinking that he is inseparable from this matter.

　　 Besides...

　　 There are too many unexplainable things at home.

　　 The rotten woman's arms made by antique clocks, and Roy's disappearing head.

　　All kinds of things, as long as they are discovered, normal people will think that Du Wei is an extremely cold-blooded terrorist murderer.

　　 However, while Du Wei was using a disposable towel to clean up the blood stains, his mobile phone rang suddenly.

　　 The contact person is Officer Tom.

　　 Looking at the phone screen, Du Wei was silent for a while before pressing the answer button.

　　 "Good morning, Tom."

　　 "Actually, this is not good at all, Mr. Du Wei, do you know? I am pulling the quarantine belt at the Sofitel Hotel. You can never imagine who the dead are."

　　 "I really don't know."

　　 "It was the cultists. Four women died at once. Everyone was wrapped in sheets and twisted to death like a towel. There was blood everywhere in the room. I almost vomited! Fuck!!!"

　　 "Damn, I'm going crazy, I haven't been to the red light district for a month, I...I...fuck!!!"

　　 "Hello? Mr. Du Wei, are you listening?"

　　 "Um... yes, I'm listening."

　　 Du Wei looked down at the four garbage bags beside him, and asked in a usual tone: "Let me guess, are their heads gone?"

　　 "Uh... yes, how did you know?"

　　 "... guessed it."

"Okay, but I suggest you be more careful, because I transferred the monitoring records from the hotel staff. There are 20 people in total. Now only 4 have died. The rest is estimated to be in Northbrook. "

　　 "By the way, I will send you some information. I suspect this is an evil spirit incident."

　　……

　　 Hung up, Du Wei carried four garbage bags and walked all the way to the second floor.

　　 The house he rented has a small half-story loft, which is usually used for sundries.

　　Although, there is actually nothing to talk about.

　　 When he reached the innermost part of the second floor, Du Wei raised his head and saw the handle on the ceiling.

　　 Then, he picked up the hook placed aside, put it on the handle, and pulled it lightly.

　　咿呀……

　　 There was a sound of rubbing of the wooden structure that made teeth sour.

　　 Then, he fell down a simple ladder.

　　 There is no dust...

　　 Because Du Wei had already entered the attic a few days ago ~www.NovelMTL.com~.

　　 The space of the attic is not very large, the vertical height is only two meters, and the opposite is a glass window. Although it is blocked by the old curtain, it still reflects the weak light.

　　 is surrounded by some obsolete furniture, including a sofa, a table, a bed, and a few broken lamps.

　　 Besides, there is an old-fashioned freezer one meter high with the door open on the top.

　　 This is something left by the previous owner, and it seems to be used for food storage.

　　 A few days ago, Du Wei applied electricity to the freezer and it could be used normally.

　　 There was a crash.

　　 The door of the freezer was opened, and there was a black plastic bag inside.

　　 "Perhaps, I should find a time to dispose of all these things, but I need to be cautious."

　　 Du Wei said this to himself, and at the same time threw the rest of the garbage bags in. After closing the door again, the faint smell of blood had disappeared a lot.

　　……

　　 At this time, on the other side.

　　Ms. Mina’s house is already in a mess.

　　 The furniture was overthrown, and the floor was full of broken cups, saucers, and some small appliances.

　　 The family photo hanging on the wall also fell to the ground. The glass shattered, revealing the photos inside.

　　Mrs. Mina and her husband, and the little girl Carrie who was possessed by the evil spirit.

　　 It looks like a scene after the earthquake.

　　 And Mrs. Mina fell to the ground, looking at her daughter who was standing opposite her in extreme horror.

　　 Kelly’s immature face did not show the slightest expression, and her eyes became pitch-black, with strong malice.

　　 "Mom, why did you take me to see that psychologist again?"