Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Three hundred and nineteenth, long time no see

This moment.

In this dream.

Mutations have unfolded.

Du Wei sat on the sofa, stuffed his phone into his pocket, held a flintlock in one hand, and a clown card in the other.

He wears a mask.

The shadow possessed him, and it seemed that most of the whole person was hidden in the shadow.

The surroundings were pitch black, and in front of him, there was only a cracked wall with a painting covered in gauze hanging on it.

The nun's shadow appeared on the wall like this.

Its hands are up, just holding the oil painting, and its upper body is projected on the painting.

However, there is no reference.

Everything looks so weird.

The nightmare is being swallowed by it...

But seems to be stuck at a certain node, not finished yet...

Du Wei touched the sofa under him. In this nightmare, apart from the opposite wall, only the sofa has not disappeared yet.

So he asked the nun a question: "What is the nightmare?"

Then he replied: "It's fear. Fear is a nightmare. Good things don't make people afraid."

"And I have given up the emotion of fear, so this nightmare has been interrupted."

"So you want to try to devour me?"

With a calm voice, Du Wei held the flintlock gun in his right hand and pointed to the painting on the opposite wall.

As his voice fell to the ground.

The shadow of the nun reflected in the painting suddenly moved.

It was obviously pitch black around, but the wall was bright and dazzling.

As a result, the nun's shadow became heavier and became clearer.

Its shadow held the frame of the painting slightly with both hands.

next second.

The entire wall was cracked and broken, and merged into the darkness.

Strangely, the nun's shadow was not reflected on the ground, but parallel to the line of sight, and the painting was also held by it, suspended in the air.

It is approaching Du Wei...

Step by step, steady pace...

With every step down, the surroundings became darker, but the shadows and paintings seemed to be independent of the dream, becoming clearer and clearer.

From a psychological point of view.

When a person is in the dark, as long as there is an object that can be seen, the line of sight will involuntarily stare at this object.

Therefore, Du Wei's gaze has been fixed on the shadow of the nun holding the oil painting.

His tone was calm: "Are you trying to scare me?"

At this time, the shadow of the nun, holding an oil painting, had already arrived in front of Du Wei.

There are at most two meters away from him.

But Du Wei didn't care at all.

If the nun could kill him in her dream, she would have done it as early as the first contact.

To put it bluntly, it is the product of the curse, but it appears in the image of a nun.

If you want to kill Du Wei, you can only do it in reality.

What it can do is devour Du Wei's dream.

However, this prerequisite does not exist.

Du Wei did not dream, but entered a dream.

Suddenly...

The nun's shadow came in front of Du Wei, and the gauze on the painting it was holding was automatically lifted without wind.

The content of the painting happened to be a nun holding a cross in both hands and bowing her head.

It was wearing the clothes of a priest, its head was covered by a hood, the facial features of its entire face were out of proportion, and its skin was gray, like a corpse.

Moreover, its lips were black and purple, tightly pressed together, its nose was curved like an eagle's beak, but the bridge of its nose was extremely strong.

It is said to be a painting, but in fact there is only one frame.

Because it is in the painting, and what is outside is its shadow.

Its eyes were deeply sunken, and the eye sockets seemed to have been burned, and the surrounding skin showed signs of melting. The whites of the eyes were dark yellow, a bit like some kind of beast, and the pupil was a small black dot.

As soon as it appeared, it stared at Du Wei, its eyes were full of malice.

Evil, scary.

But Du Wei didn't respond.

He looked at the nun and said calmly, "To be precise, this is the second time we have met."

The nun at the Hill Psychiatric Hospital can only be said to be part of the curse, not the same as the original nun.

The nun poked her head out of the painting, opened her mouth full of fangs, and approached Du Wei.

From the mouth, a lot of black disgusting liquid dripped...

Like corpse water, and like some kind of strange thing.

And its shadow always holds the picture frame, condescending.

Du Wei frowned, held the flintlock gun, and pointed the muzzle at the nun's head.

"Does it make sense?"

"You can't scare me, and you can't kill me in a dream. All you can do is devour the dream, and then jump into reality to attack me. In the dream, you have nothing to do with me."

"Also, I have discovered your secret."

After speaking, Du Wei pulled the trigger without hesitation.

bang...

Flintlock, little smoke.

Behind Du Wei, there also appeared an evil spirit wearing a priest's uniform, but without a head, covered in blood, with a frighteningly cold breath.

The nun was unscathed, but took a step back involuntarily.

Seeing this, Du Wei said calmly: "Look, you are bluffing..."

He sat up directly from the sofa, did not use the clown card to leave, but walked towards the nun.

at the same time.

He took out the lighter, and the red flame was burning very vigorously.

The nun took another step back.

Du Wei followed closely: "I have wasted so much effort, I came to see you in my dream, not just to say hello to you, but to know your current specific state so that I can make a plan for the next step."

"But you don't seem to have devoured enough nightmares, or in other words, other people's dreams are not directly proportional to mine, so that you are not so scary that I can't resist now."

"If it is said that when you jump out of the dream, you will reach the level of a demon spirit, then now, you are at most an evil spirit."

"That's why during this period of time, you have been devouring dreams instead of coming into direct contact with me."

"You are deliberately avoiding me."

"But unfortunately, it's been too long since we met last time. The relationship between you and me has begun to reverse."

"I think the chances of me killing you are much higher than your chances of killing me..."

at this moment.

The nun started backing away, and it tried to disappear into the darkness in front of Du Wei, as if it had exposed all its hole cards.

Du Wei chased after it closely, wanting the nun to do something to him, so as to find out how long the nun would have to devour the dream before becoming a demon.

The basis of the temptation is how much threat the nun can give him.

The stronger it is in the dream, the faster it will jump to reality.

Therefore, Du Wei was unscrupulous.

The most important thing is that in this dream, he doesn't have to worry about anything.

The nun couldn't kill him in the dream, she could only devour his dreams and thus affect him, but he didn't dream at all...

In a sense, this is a BUG.

Also an opportunity.

But at this moment, the nun who was being chased by Du Wei suddenly stopped.

The frame is broken.

It walked out of the painting, turned its head to look at Du Wei, and opened its mouth ferociously: "v...a...l...a...k..."

hum...

Du Wei's whole body was shaken, and his ears were buzzing...

Immediately afterwards, a clicking sound was heard.

As far as the eye can see, everything is shattered.

The scene in front of Du Wei became more and more blurred, gradually turning into a whirlpool.

A message came to his mind: the nun kicked himself out of the dream world...

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