Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Thursday, May 27, at 1:20 am.

Inside the psychological counseling clinic.

After Du Wei finished cleaning the house and came down from the attic, more than half an hour had passed.

When he walked to the bathroom, he glanced at the bedroom door that hadn't been replaced, and sighed silently.

This door was destroyed by Sombra at that time. Although I wanted to buy another door to replace it, I never had the time.

Think about it.

Du Wei took out his mobile phone and wanted to place an order online.

But as soon as he turned on the phone, he saw that Alex had sent himself a text message more than half an hour ago.

[Dear Mr. Du Wei, it is 12:11, I guess you should have gone to sleep, and I just came out of the garage, um... I picked a car for you, it should be very suitable for your temperament, so tomorrow I hope you get up earlier so that I won't have to wait outside for a long time. 】

At the end... I also added a heart symbol that looks very dramatic...

Du Wei shook his head secretly: "I hope this car should not be very expensive, after all, I have to return the gift..."

At that time, he was driving home in Officer Tom's car, and when he got home, he was even more busy dealing with the heads of the Vader cultists.

Therefore, Du Wei has been able to take care of his mobile phone.

But he felt that since he received the text message, he should reply, otherwise it would be very rude...

So, he quickly edited a text message and sent it to Alex.

After doing this, he stuffed his phone into his pocket, walked into the bathroom and started to wash.

These two days, he was a bit too busy. Although he was not in contact with evil spirits all day long like before, he was not relaxed.

Fortunately, the Vader cultists in New York have been completely resolved, and they should be stable for a while.

And during this period of time, he would not have been tense all the time, he could take a good rest, get ready, and then go to the uninhabited city of Massas.

...

the other side.

Alex's house.

She also takes a shower in the bathroom.

Lying in the high-end bathtub, Alex's expression was very comfortable, and a woman in love gave off a much more lively feeling.

hum...

Mobile phone vibration.

Alex glanced at the mobile phone that was placed in the hand guard of the bathtub, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

It's so late, no one should send me a message.

Her parents don't live in New York, but the distance is not too far away, and they usually don't send her text messages at such a late hour, they basically call her.

And some of my former friends are basically in other cities, and there are not many contacts.

Thinking of this, her eyes lit up, and she quickly took the phone.

But then, Alex was a little upset.

"Damn it, why is he up so late? Don't you know that staying up late is bad for your health?"

But after clicking into the text message, Alex couldn't help but bit his lip and snorted coldly.

There is only one text message, concise and to the point.

[OK, I will start at six o'clock tomorrow. 】

Alex smiled helplessly, and said to himself: "Six o'clock, which means I have to get up at five o'clock to get dressed, and then drive to his door to show him the surprise."

"It's really a headache. It seems that I have to dry my hair and go to bed immediately, otherwise I may not be able to get up tomorrow."

There was a crash.

Water splashes.

Alex stood up from the bathtub, picked up the towel and wiped his body, then put on a bathrobe and went back to the bedroom.

...

Morning, 2:08.

call……

In the bedroom on the second floor of the psychological consultation clinic.

Du Wei was lying on the bed in black pajamas, his eyes were closed, his face was very pale, with a hint of struggle.

Next to him, put the clown card, mask, lighter, and the black umbrella.

But what was strange was that the clown card showed him in a tuxedo, but he turned his head and stared quietly at Du Wei on the bed.

...

drop……

drop……

It was dark all around.

Underfoot is a chilly pool of water.

The top of his head was pitch black, he couldn't see anything, he could only feel drops of spring water splashing on his forehead.

Du Wei knew very well that he was once again in a nightmare.

But this is completely different from the previous experience.

He was not affected at all in the dream except his sight.

Of course, he knew that line of sight was just a concept.

The so-called seeing is actually just a way for consciousness to obtain information about dreams.

But it's weird...

Du Wei looked around for a while, and couldn't help frowning.

He remembered that he was in the bedroom before, and because he was too tired, he fell asleep quickly after lying down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he fell asleep, he would appear in this strange and weird dream.

"I'm standing on the lake?"

He stepped on it hard, but found that his body could not sink in at all.

He looked at himself again, he was wearing pajamas, but it was a little blurry.

"The curse has just been weakened. This dream should have nothing to do with nuns, so it's the clown card?"

According to what Father Tony said, and the connection between himself and the Joker Card.

There is a part of the evil spirit in that card.

And this ghost thing will gradually assimilate and erode itself, and eventually make itself a part of it.

"Affect my consciousness in the form of a dream, and then start to do it at a certain time?"

Du Wei shook his head. This clown card was a spoils of war in his gambling game. It belonged to him, but unlike black umbrellas and lighters, there were not many hidden dangers.

Because these two things belong to a kind of medium, the evil spirits that should have existed in them have been wiped out, and they will no longer cause trouble.

But this lake...

Inexplicably, Du Wei frowned, and suddenly glanced down.

for a moment...

His expression became very ugly.

At the bottom of the lake, an indistinct figure, from the opposite angle, also stood below.

The sight was eerie.

It's like standing on a mirror, separated by the mirror, one side is yourself, and the other side is the opposite reflection.

Du Wei bent down and took a closer look.

During this process, the blurred figure at the bottom of the lake did not move.

When Du Wei got closer and closer to the lake, it seemed to feel something, and it also leaned up in a bent posture, and its figure and appearance gradually became clear.

When Du Wei's face was about to touch the lake, the figure at the bottom of the lake was completely exposed in front of him.

A man in a black windbreaker, with slightly messy hair and a wrinkled woman's face.

To be precise, it was another evil spirit Du Wei who had the same memory, the same personality, and the same logic of behavior as him.

Immediately afterwards, the evil spirit Du Wei slowly stretched out his hand, tore off the wrinkled woman's face, and crushed it, revealing a pale and indifferent face.

During this process, its movements are very elegant, much like a gentleman of high society. Even if the things it does are rough, it gives the impression that there is nothing wrong with it.