Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Latest URL: June 12th, around 5:00 pm.

After Du Wei said goodbye to Tom and Father Tony, he returned to the psychological counseling clinic.

He didn't have many things to do in the past two days, and he left the selection of a suitable evil spirit mark after his father-in-law Lawrence delivered the antique.

In the past two days, he wanted to take a vacation for himself, so as not to be exhausted and tense for a long time.

Um……

At least relax during the day and come into contact with the evil spirits at night.

After all, according to his plan, after a while, he will basically start to solve the problem of the curse, so as not to intensify the curse and cause more trouble.

But before that, Du Wei was going to test the curse and explore what his own dream was all about.

Only in this way can we know exactly how long it will take for the nun to jump from dream to reality.

Gotta give yourself a chance to breathe...

...

In the bedroom on the second floor of the clinic.

Du Wei was wearing a light yellow windbreaker, looking at the bright sun outside the window, his slightly gloomy temperament was swept away.

The body feels very comfortable.

Everyone has dreams, and the currently known reasons for dream formation are divided into two aspects: physical and psychological, but even in the known aspects, no one can explain the mechanism and principle of dream formation.

Everything in the dream is based on human memory and cognition, including information elements such as the five senses.

When a person has strong fantasies, in some cases it is possible to dream about desired objects in a dream.

Unreal, but real.

"But in the dream, I couldn't move except my evil right hand..."

Du Wei looked at the sun outside the window and began to think.

What he experienced in the dream before,

He hasn't forgotten it until now.

Once he had a dream, he was likely to fall into a very troublesome situation. He could only hold on until the dream ended before he could open his eyes and see the nun.

For Du Wei, dreams and reality are basically the opposite.

In reality, if he becomes an evil spirit, his right hand will be unconscious, like a corpse.

But in the dream, his right hand could regain consciousness, and the boundary between humans and evil spirits was very blurred—except that the body could not move.

"I can't be as passive as I used to be. At least I have to be able to do something in my dream. Otherwise, simply contacting nuns directly is not very meaningful."

Du Wei said something softly, and turned his head to look at the backpack on the bedside and the oil painting hanging above. He hesitated for a moment, drew the curtains and walked slowly over.

"I can use the clown card to make a wish. The current black shadow should be able to last for a while. It's not a big problem to make three or four wishes."

"Also, if only evil spirits can move freely in dreams, I can wear a mask and a shadow shell..."

As Du Wei said, he sorted out his thoughts.

He took out the mask from his backpack and put it on his face, the light in the room immediately dimmed.

The black shadow came out from the darkness in the corner, its outline was much clearer than before, like a colored line draft, the black was deep...

As soon as it appeared, it was the malicious gaze that Du Wei was familiar with, without any concealment.

Even though it had become a masked evil spirit and was classified as safe and harmless, it still did not give up the idea of ​​killing Du Wei.

Persistent and rigid.

In the next second, Sombra and Du Wei overlapped.

In the state of spiritual vision, he saw that his body was covered with a gray layer, and a raging malice also appeared in his mind.

Much more terrifying and intense than before.

But Du Wei completely ignored it, he was used to it.

Pulling out the clown card from his pocket, Du Wei said softly: "When I enter the dream, I will be free, and my items in reality will also be brought to my dream."

finished.

The masked version of him on the Joker card had his other leg begin to rot, leaving no bones left.

But the strange thing is that he didn't fall, but was suspended in the air in the form of losing his legs.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help saying: "Two legs, two hands, then the torso, and finally the head. When I completely disappear on the card, is it time for you to explode?"

This you refers to the evil spirit in the joker card.

Although Du Wei was asking, his tone was very firm.

It seems that it can only be used once to make the shadow stronger against the assimilation of evil spirits.

Next time, it will come out of the card and kill Du Wei.

But for Du Wei, this was meaningless, because at that time, he would definitely have marked a lot of evil spirits, and he could kill this evil spirit no matter what.

What he needs has always been the ability to make wishes, not to solve the evil spirit itself.

"It's time to sleep."

Du Wei's tone was calm, and then he lay on the bed and covered himself with a quilt.

The time now is 5:10 p.m.

The sun was high in the sky, with no sign of setting.

Du Wei slowly closed his eyes, he knew that this would be a daydream.

...

at the same time.

In various neighborhoods and places in New York, strange things have also happened.

Someone was working in the company, but he suddenly closed his eyes and lay down on the desk at the workstation.

Some people were praying at home, but when they closed their eyes, they fell asleep directly.

The nightmare is beginning.

...

Dida...

tick...

I heard the sound of water dripping to the ground. It seemed that the faucet in the bathroom was not closed tightly, or that the vegetable sink in the kitchen was leaking.

Through the mask through the nose, the air breathed is slightly moist.

What can be felt under the body is the soft bed sheet.

"call……"

Du Wei opened his eyes suddenly and took a deep breath.

The scene that appeared in his eyes at this time was very strange. The location was his home, but the colors seen in his eyes were much less.

It is a bit similar to the visual experience seen for the first time when a color TV was just developed in the last century.

very dim...

It was still the bedroom, but everything around it was completely different.

The walls are cracked, large cracks spread like spider webs, dust is everywhere, and even the windows are in disrepair, hanging outside, only fixed by a screw, and may fall down at any time.

There were even some dark brown blood clots clotted together on the ground.

Du Wei looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar bedroom expressionlessly, and sat up from the bed as soon as he stretched out his hand.

On the bedside was his backpack.

But that oil painting did not appear in the dream.

Du Wei frowned, picked up the backpack casually, checked the contents, and carried it on his back.

Things were slightly different from what he thought. After entering the dream, logically speaking, he should see the nun.

But actually it doesn't.

"Let me see, where are you?"

Du Wei touched the mask on his face and walked out of the bedroom.

Go downstairs.

A strange color flashed in his eyes.

The framing cabinet was hanging on the wall of the living room, and Annabelle trembled slightly in it, as if she was afraid of something.

Next to it, where the antique clocks belonged, was empty.

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