Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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Walk alone in the dark.

Du Wei's figure became more and more lonely.

There is confusion and pain in his heart that ordinary people cannot understand.

It was about himself.

No one could give him an answer.

He should have been a passer-by, but he never thought that when he looked back at himself on this day, everything seemed to be far away from him.

Unreal to unreal.

But Du Wei is also very clear.

No matter how much he analyzed and thought about it, he couldn't come up with an accurate answer without enough information to support it.

No……

That's not right.

To be precise, even if he got the information he wanted, he was unwilling to believe it.

Unless he can see it with his own eyes and experience it himself, he may accept it.

Nothing else.

He just felt that everything was strange.

The world has been too mean to him.

This moment.

Du Wei's heart was very complicated, and his whole body seemed very sluggish.

Physical exhaustion cannot compare to spiritual exhaustion.

So much so that the envelope in his pocket didn't dare to show his head, for fear of causing Du Wei's emotional outburst, because his intuition told him that Du Wei is extremely dangerous now.

Anything is possible.

It's like people have been suppressed for too long and need to explode.

The atmosphere looked very strange.

This kind of abnormality didn't disappear until Du Wei stopped walking in the dark for an unknown period of time.

"I should leave."

The voice remained calm.

This man has always looked indifferent, he seems to be sure of everything, no matter what difficulties he faces, he can face them with the most rational attitude.

He took out the disassembled oil painting from his close-fitting clothes.

There was a babbling knock on the door.

After Du Wei entered the door, he disappeared into the darkness.

...

the other side.

In reality, the villa district of New York.

The house was still dark.

The hands of the antique clock returned to normal, from rapid rotation to slower and slower.

In the end, the hands overlapped, turning one scale at a time.

And on the dial.

The pale arm stretched out again, and the index finger pointed in front of the pointer, blocking the turning track.

at this time.

The time was exactly 8 o'clock in the evening.

...

On the road five hundred kilometers away from New York City.

To be precise, it is conceptually the backside of the highway.

The urban reflection of Sigana City appears on the back of the road.

look down.

The reflection of the entire city is embedded in this world in an upside-down form.

It doesn't exist in reality.

Just a conceptual existence.

And in the reflection of the city.

In the school that Du Wei had cheated countless times, there were hundreds of evil spirits hiding in it.

It's raining in the city.

But those evil spirit students were all trapped in the school.

Because there is a bus parked outside the school gate.

Um……

This is Du Wei's number one enemy.

The weirdness that he used to use as a means of transportation later became a deadly enemy in the confrontation with the evil spirit Du Wei.

It once wanted to turn the evil spirit Du Wei into a driver.

But in the end, the evil spirit Du Wei overturned the car.

It's just that the evil spirit Du Wei at that time was not as scary as it is now, and it failed to destroy the bus.

As a result, this thing has survived to the present.

Now, the bus stopped at the gate of the school. It seemed to want to take those students away, but above the school, a house of horrors was suspended, but it refused to let them go.

These two weirdos have been confronting each other.

From scrambling for schools to scrambling for city reflections.

It can be said that the bus is very innocent. If you don't fight against its rules, it will basically not kill people.

On the other hand, the horror house has an indescribable malice towards strangers.

And it's nothing short of a robber,

Not to mention stealthily abducting the school, and the bus has just arrived now.

No one can do anything about the two weirdnesses.

They've been that way for a long time.

...

The ghost dimension in oil painting.

Du Wei looked back, his face was complicated.

Yes, he hid in the door inside the oil painting and observed the outside world for a long time.

Estimated to be more than two hours.

"Although I knew from the beginning that when I went out, I would definitely encounter buses and horror houses, but my state is much worse than before."

"The hole cards are almost used up, and the identity of the evil spirit Du Wei can no longer be used for the time being, and he can't do it."

"Why did I provoke so many ghosts?"

Du Wei is very embarrassed now.

In the world behind the gate of hell, the evil spirit Du Wei used the ability of the golden balance to sacrifice all the evil spirits behind the gate except Annabelle, and forcibly recreated a body as a container for the demon god.

The evil spirit army that had accumulated for so long was taken away by a wave.

Apart from those special items, what he had on him now was the black shadow at the demon level, the envelope whose combat power was comparable to trash, and Annabelle hiding in the shadow.

Even with himself, he couldn't manage to escape from the gap between the two weird ones.

"In the final analysis, I still don't have enough cards."

Du Wei remained calm, trying to analyze a way out.

Then, he took out a shriveled red balloon from his pocket, thought about it but put it back.

"It's useless. Even in the peak period of Pennywise, it is impossible for it to match two weirdos."

"Sombra doesn't work either, and my marking ability doesn't work either."

Nothing was analyzed.

The more Du Wei analyzed, the more he felt that his state was very bad.

But Fan didn't make enemies with the bus and the house of horrors.

Du Wei dared to get out of the oil painting, got into the car and left.

As long as the evil spirit Du Wei is still there, he can change his identity and fight directly.

But the reality is like this.

Du Wei was too uncomfortable.

"Based on the enmity that the bus made with me last time, as long as I dare to take the lead, it will kill me regardless."

"The horror house is right above the school."

"If only I could sneak out."

Speaking of which.

Du Wei's eyes lit up.

A bold idea flashed through his mind.

"It seems that I still have a hidden hole card that I haven't used."

"Apart from the black shadow, the envelope, and Annabelle, who I don't want to touch, there is also a nightmare evil spirit that I locked in my dream."

while talking.

Du Wei closed his eyes.

...

in a dream.

Freddy is kowtowing.

It used its sharp claws to draw a person's name vividly on the wall of the dissecting room.

That is - Du Wei.

"I, Freddie, have seen through it. God and Satan are all fucking fake."

"In this world, there is only one devil, and that is Du Wei."

"I, Freddy, am your most devout believer. If you can hear me, give me a good time. I don't want to live again."

The reason why it is used to describe.

It's because since being locked in the dream, Freddy is like a schizophrenic, dying or living.

no way.

Who asked Ryan to call it on time at 12 o'clock in the evening, scold it, mock it, insult it, and call it a slave.

On such a day, even the evil spirits can't bear it...