Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　 Sunday, May 17, 7:10 am, rainy day.

"I'm alive…"

　　 Du Wei opened the door, looked at the gloomy sky outside the house, the dripping drizzle, and exhaled heavily.

　　 What happened last night has almost rewritten his three views and cognition.

　　 In the darkness, the evil spirit that stared at him first still had the upper hand in power, and the second evil spirit triggered by the photo did not succeed in breaking in.

　　 I'm still alive.

　　 He touched the stack of interrogation cases in his pocket, and inexplicably thought of Aisha who had died.

　　 The first evil spirit was brought by Aisha. The medium is suspected to be cognitive communication, and its characteristics are: information.

　　 At present, the danger to it is relatively small, but if there is no second evil spirit, I am afraid it should have done it long ago.

　　 And, it is not yet certain whether it has a strong communicability...

　　 The second evil spirit, attracted by the photos in the post, the medium can confirm that it is a photo, and its characteristic: line of sight.

　　 The second evil spirit is more dangerous, and according to Conan Doyle, it can be known that it has a very strong spread and a very strong maliciousness.

　　 In other words, as it kills more people, its power becomes stronger, and the balance is not tilting.

　　...

　　 Judging from what happened at night, the two evil spirits may be stuck for a while.

　　 This may be good news.

　　 Du Wei lit a cigarette and stood at the door slowly smoking.

　　At this time, the door of the neighbor's house was pushed open, making a babbling...sorrowful sound.

　　 "Du...Mr. Du Wei, good morning."

　　Neighbor Roy stood at the door with an umbrella and greeted him.

　　 "Um...good morning."

　　 Du Wei turned his head to look at her, but his eyes were surprised.

　　 Today's Roy put on a long black one-piece dress. His fair and beautiful facial features are more refined, and the skin parts that are not covered by the clothes blink a little white.

　　 "Didn't you go out? Why are you back."

　　 "Because of the heavy rain, the road to Cisco Forest was destroyed by floods, so... you know, it's bad."

　　 Du Wei nodded, looked at her calmly, and said, "That's really bad. When did you come back?"

　　 Roy smiled and said, "It's more than 12 o'clock in the night, no way, the traffic jam in the city is too serious, I knew that after so long, I might as well stay at home."

　　 Du Wei nodded slightly, expressing understanding.

　　 At this time, Roy opened the umbrella and shrugged to Du Wei: "Now I'm going to the supermarket, Mr. Du Wei, if you have anything you need to buy, I can help you buy it by the way."

　　 The umbrella that Du Wei looked at in her hand stopped for a second, it was wet...

　　 Looking at Roy's blue crystal eyes, he suddenly smiled: "Okay, buy me a pack of cigarettes."

　　 Roy didn't seem to expect that this neighbor had no oriental hints at all, and seemed a little surprised, but it flashed past and laughed.

　　 "Okay, then wait for the meeting, Mr. Du Wei."

"See you later."

　　 Watching Roy leave, Du Wei's face returned to calm, and he threw the cigarette **** in the trash can, pulling the brim of his hat and walking into the rain.

　　 came across the road, opened the door, got into the driving seat, and started the car.

　　 Soon, the car heater took away the chill.

　　 Then, with the accelerator pedal, he hurried towards Northbrook Church.

　　...

　　 Morning, 7:25.

　　 Northbrook Church reception room.

　　 Du Wei slapped the silver cross dagger on the mahogany table in front of Father Tony.

　　 The silver rusty cross dagger collided with the wooden wooden table, making a crisp sound.

Snapped…

　　 "Father Tony, I need an explanation, why the dagger I bought for a thousand dollars did not bring me any help."

　　 Du Wei's face was a bit cold, and he stared closely at Father Tony's eyes. It also seemed to be covered with a layer of chill and became very frightening.

　　 He doesn't care about money, but he cares about his own life.

　　 took out the pistol from his pocket, clicked, and opened the insurance.

　　 "My friend, please calm down!"

Father Tony was taken aback by Du Wei and quickly stood up: "This dagger cannot be useless. It is an exorcist weapon, my friend, I am willing to use my life to assure you that you can tell me about you. Whatever happens, you have to believe me, I am a faithful priest."

　　 Du Wei stared into his eyes and slowly said: "Last night, I was attacked by an evil spirit..."

　　 After he finishes talking about all the things he experienced at night.

　　 Father Tony looked a little embarrassed: "Two evil spirits?

　　 Du Wei nodded and said calmly: "Yes, you don't seem to be surprised. Has this happened before?"

　　 Father Tony was silent for a while, and said, "As you think, there have indeed been similar things, but..."

　　 "But what?"

"In 1962, a similar incident happened in Fsloda. A little girl was possessed by seven evil spirits. Each evil spirit used her body as a container and competed with each other for her life, everything about her, this The state lasted until 1974, when the girl committed suicide by jumping off the building."

　　 "But she is in a different state from you, and you are only in the stage of evil spirits."

　　 "If I leave home and go elsewhere, what will happen to the two evil spirits?"

　　 "This is useless, they will still haunt you."

　　 "Also during the day?"

　　 "It is relatively safe during the day, because it consumes a lot of evil spirits, UU reading www.uukanshu.com so..."

"Okay, I know."

　　 Du Wei nodded and looked at Father Tony calmly: "If I want to control the evil spirits, what do I need to do?"

　　 Father Tony frowned and said, "This is dangerous, Dr. Du Wei, I don't recommend you to do this."

　　 I don’t know why, Father Tony always feels a little hairy in his heart every time he is stared at by this Asian young man with calm eyes.

　　 "This... well, if you insist."

　　 Father Tony opened the drawer and took out two things from it.

　　 "Holy water is very harmful to evil spirits. The shroud can be used to restrict its medium, but it is useless to the evil spirits in you. They are too evil."

"I know."

　　 Du Wei looked in front of him, the holy water in a glass bottle, and a shroud that was stacked together, about a cubic.

　　 Is this what the exorcist uses?

　　 "Price?"

　　 "Two thousand knives, these two items are exclusively for exorcists. The price is already very affordable."

　　 "Twenty dollars."

　　 "No, the price you gave is too low, 1,500 dollars."

　　 "Twenty-five dollars."

　　 "One thousand dollars, this is the lowest price."

　　 "One hundred knives."

　　 "Well, for the sake of the last transaction, five hundred dollars. This is really the lowest price I can give."

　　 "Deal..."

At the end, Father Tony seemed to think of something, and his face was a bit strange and said: "Yes, I have to remind you, Mr. Du Wei, your current state is very wrong. If I read it correctly, you may be being smashed by evil spirits. Power erosion."

　　 Du Wei paused: "I have found it."