Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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Du Wei has a headache now.

The vanity sect can indeed act as the lucky one to become a **** in armor, but now he is trapped in a dream and can't get out at all, and he can't get in touch with the vanity sect.

Naturally, there is no way to shade them.

Moreover, the vanity sect seems to be trying to become the devil.

Thirteen people as a whole.

The background of this ancient organization is definitely more than I know.

As for Twilight...

The only connection between Du Wei and Twilight Zhong is Ryan.

To put it bluntly, nothing can be done in the dream.

Unless he can play with dreams.

Du Wei was thinking.

At this moment, he saw a mobile phone that appeared inexplicably in Puton's ear, which had been nailed to the ground.

"Hello, is Freddy here?"

Ryan's voice came from the phone.

It is still that familiar tone.

At this moment, Du Wei's men were all ready.

Next second.

Puton’s head was filled with black mist, and Freddie emerged from it, gritted his teeth at the phone and said, “It’s not night yet, what are you bothering me for?”

Ryan said on the phone: "Freddy, don't fart. I don't know what happened to the Twilight Psychiatric Hospital these past two days. It's spooky, damp and wet. I have nothing to do. Can't I come to scold you in my dreams? ?"

Just talking.

Ryan's voice raised, and he said in surprise: "Director, you are here too!"

The phone floated to Du Wei immediately.

"Director, are you finished? When will you come to pick me up? I'm almost waiting for the ghost place of Twilight Clock. The food is not good, the place is small, and I can't sleep well."

When Du Wei heard this, his eyes immediately went cold.

He always felt that Ryan was suffering at the Twilight Church. He wanted to come to the so-called bad food. Maybe he had no food at all. Even if he ate, he would definitely have leftovers.

The place is still small...

Do you still need to think about it? It must be locked up.

And don't let you sleep!

Du Wei smiled reluctantly and said, "Ryan, I'm almost busy now. In the last few days, I will go to the Twilight Psychiatric Hospital and pick you up."

Ryan immediately smiled and said, "Great, Director, I know you will never forget me."

Speaking, Ryan added triumphantly: "After all, I am the talent you sent to the Twilight Psychiatric Hospital for further study, no! I am the baron you canonized yourself."

"Oh, I almost forgot. Director, you said you wanted to make me emperor, I remember it clearly."

Du Wei said with some headaches: "Yes, that's what I said before, you are the emperor."

Ryan hesitated: "Oh, I didn't expect Ryan to have today. From an ordinary psychiatrist to the emperor, I guess I can't beat a worker faster than I get promoted."

"Or the director, would you give me a salary increase?"

"I still want to buy a house and a car."

As an "emperor."

How can it work without money?

Du Wei was dumbfounded by him directly.

wage?

He was fooled when he promised Ryan’s promotion and salary increase. Although Ryan has become his most guilty person, there is no salary.

Besides, there are prerequisites for promotion and salary increase. Du Wei doesn't know what Ryan thinks, and he has more to say about his current salary.

then.

Du Wei rushed to Ryan and said: "There can be a salary increase, but now you are in the Twilight Psychiatric Hospital after all. Your salary is given to you by the unit where you work. It will only happen when you return to me. I will give you a promotion and a salary increase, do you understand?"

Ryan said incredulously, "What? There is such a thing? But... But I didn't receive Twilight's salary!"

Du Wei said earnestly: "That's why I want to save you from it sooner."

Ryan said angrily: "Director! They owe my salary! You have to call the shots for me!"

As a hit worker.

Ryan is angry now.

It doesn't matter if you work at Twilight Clock, and you still don't pay him a **** salary.

Isn't this bullying?

Du Wei also had a headache, he didn't want to continue this topic with Ryan.

He said vaguely: "Hmm...good..."

When Du Wei and Ryan called on the envelope on the side, they said that their voice was obviously different from when they treated themselves.

Can't help.

It's a bit sour...

At the same time, Envelope was also thinking: [Now Brother Sombra has been scrapped, I thought it was time for my envelope to be in charge, but now it seems that Brother Lane is still above me...]

at this time.

Suddenly, Puton, who was nailed to the ground in chains, suddenly opened his eyes.

It screamed frantically.

"my child……"

"Ah no... I don't want children, I don't want to have children..."

"Kill me for God's sake, let me die, I don't want to live anymore..."

Puton completely broke down.

After it was brought into the dream, it fell into a terrifying hell.

In those dreams, it was a man, a woman, or not a human, but in every dream, it was pregnant.

Not only that, but even how to get pregnant and who caused the pregnancy can be clearly remembered in the dream.

That is simply a nightmare.

Moreover, the painful experience of giving birth is also very clear.

Twins, triplets are scary enough.

What's more terrifying is not when people live until death.

The ghost knows what it went through.

At this moment, Puton looked at the black figure stabbing his knife, Freddy standing next to him, Du Wei sitting on the stone tablet and talking on the phone, and the damn, most hateful envelope.

It crashed and shouted: "I was wrong! I was wrong! Kill me~www.NovelMTL.com~ I know I was wrong."

"You demons, don't torture me anymore."

"No matter what you want me to do, what you want me to say, I will listen to you, as long as I don't torture me, I will do everything."

Puton really couldn't hold it anymore.

Physical pain is nothing compared to mental torture.

To be honest, it is willing to sell its soul to Du Wei, as long as it doesn't have that terrible dream.

However, it desperately discovered that the man sitting on the stone tablet only gave himself an indifferent look and didn't mean to talk to himself at all.

Freddy is the same.

The most **** envelope, I didn't bother to come around and mock myself.

Puton couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

"I see, you guys never thought about using me, you just want to torture me."

Freddy gloated: "You are right."

Ryan on the phone asked suspiciously: "Fredy, who is this idiot, is your little friend?"

Before Freddy could start, Puton yelled excitedly when he heard this: "Ryan Hamel, is that you? I'm Puton. We've been in jail together, and we've been beaten together. Please help me."

Ryan said angrily: "The stupid guy from there also talked to me, Baron Ryan, no... Emperor Ryan has a relationship, are you provoking me?"

"Nonsence……"

A mouthful of sputum, across the phone, drew a parabola in the air, and accurately hit Puton's face.

It trembled all over.

Almost collapsed thinking: "Alphalia, I fought with you, and I will give you the pain and torture you gave me double."

"I curse you, Alphalia, the leader of the Vanity Sect. I curse you not to die, I curse you with bad luck, and I curse you with a bad disease."