Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Cat's eye is a very interesting thing.

It connects the inside and outside of the door, serving as a link between spaces.

In the room, it was pitch black.

Du Wei stood behind the door, staring at the cat's eyes expressionlessly. Even though it was dark in front of him, he could clearly feel that there must be something standing outside the door.

Just at that moment, one eye was close to the cat's eye, looking into the room.

He can be sure that the owner of that eye definitely saw him.

But in the state of spirit vision, there was nothing abnormal outside the door.

Is it a human or a ghost?

There were no other guests in the entire hotel except myself, but if there was anyone to talk about, there was only Mrs. Mary Shaw.

Du Wei thought for a while, slowly opened the windbreaker, and slowly put the sharp knife in. The whole process was careful and did not make any movement.

However, there was a sudden sound outside the door, "click..." sound.

It seemed that the person outside the door was trying to turn the doorknob to get in.

But the door is basically one-way. Without a key, it is impossible for outsiders to open the door and come in.

in the darkness.

Du Wei suddenly grinned, showing a cruel smile, but no one could see it without the light.

he rarely smiles...

next second.

Du Wei put his hand on the doorknob, took out the pistol with the other hand, and took the safety off by the way.

Wow...

The door swung open.

That is, for an instant.

Du Wei's pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing became short of breath.

outside the door.

The other one was wearing a windbreaker, with a cold face, holding a sharp knife, and his eyes were full of indescribable strangeness and shock.

"Who are you?"

The one who spoke was him standing outside the door.

Even in the dark, at such a close distance, you can still vaguely see each other's appearance.

Inside and outside the door, like a mirror, two Du Wei appeared.

And the black umbrella and sharp knife in the opponent's hand are just like Du Wei's a few minutes ago.

"What do you think?"

Du Wei, who was standing inside the door, showed a cold smile, and while speaking, he directly pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Boom...

There was a shot.

The fire flashed, making the corridor bright for an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Du Wei smelled a faint smell of blood.

Standing outside the door, he was shot in the heart and fell directly into a pool of blood. The bullet sank into the opposite wall, causing a large amount of blood to splatter.

subsequently.

Du Wei walked out of the room, stepped on his own head which was lying in a pool of blood, his gaze was very cold.

His current feeling is very delicate, shooting another self with his own hands is absurd and weird.

The whole thing had an air of absurdity and treachery.

Combined with the death scene he just saw, the smile on the corner of Du Wei's mouth became more ironic.

His spiritual vision, because of the antique clock, can see his own death picture, but sometimes he can see other people's.

on the ground.

The body was completely motionless.

There was a dead silence all around, eerily quiet.

It seemed that some terrifying changes had begun to take place in the darkness, and the inexplicable sense of depression gradually became stronger.

Sight is invisible, but when someone stares at you, there will be an instinctive warning.

at this moment.

Du Wei felt that there were many dead silent eyes gathered on him in the darkness.

But looking at the past along the trajectory, but saw nothing.

Even the state of spiritual vision is the same.

This kind of ability, which is the best and most intuitive to face evil spirits, seems to have lost its proper ability when facing the evil spirit incident in Yade City.

Du Wei thought for a while, but didn't care about those sights, but lowered his head and quietly looked at the corpse on the ground.

He is counting time.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Time passed bit by bit.

The corpses on the ground began to rot rapidly,

It was as if time was passing quickly on Du Wei's "corpse".

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help shaking his head. He said indifferently: "I went to the door next to the left to look inside five minutes ago, but I didn't see anything. The room came to my door and I shot it, and it looked like a time warp occurred."

"But eyes and ears are deceiving."

finished.

Du Wei stepped on the head of the corpse with a little force, and there was a bang, as if a watermelon had been crushed.

But the strange thing is that the inside is empty, and nothing turbid appears.

The skin gradually festered, and a lot of foul-smelling liquid was reflected on the ground, which soon turned into a skeleton wearing clothes.

"It's just a fake, but this thing seems to be imitating me?"

"Or maybe the evil spirit created another me?"

Du Wei said with a blank face, turned his head and walked to the next door on the left.

He didn't go in before, but now he plans to go in and see what's going on.

If nothing else happened, there should be another "self" in the next room.

There is a vague idea in his mind now.

That is, when the abnormality first appeared, in the two rooms on the left and right, something began to imitate itself, and appeared in its own appearance.

Although Du Wei didn't know why the evil spirit treated him in such a near-prank way instead of killing him head-on, he didn't plan to continue the prank.

Think about it.

Du Wei held his breath and looked indifferently at the door.

In the darkness, his figure remained motionless, like a killer hiding in the dark, quietly waiting for the target to appear.

It took a while.

Yiya... One sound.

There was the sound of turning the doorknob.

But Du Wei pointed the pistol at the cat's eye and buckled it without hesitation.

Boom...

Gunshots rang out.

Du Wei kicked the door open, and immediately inside the house, the lights came on.

He immediately saw that another person dressed exactly like himself fell to the ground, with a bullet hole in his head, and muddy blood flowed all over the floor.

"Ridiculous, my vigilance is not that low."

Du Wei's eyes became more and more cold, and he turned his head back to his room without hesitation, never looking at the corpse lying on the ground again.

And after he left.

In the room, the lights next door were suddenly extinguished.

A wrinkled face flashed past, it looked exactly like the owner of the hotel, Mrs. Mary Shaw.

at the same time.

Roaring lightning outside the hotel kept appearing, extending densely like spider webs, making the gloomy sky much brighter.

The torrential rain is getting heavier.

Some rustling noises were covered by the sound of rain, and footsteps could be heard throughout the hotel and in every room.

Da da da……

Then, there was a babbling door opening.

A man in a windbreaker came out of the room holding a sharp knife.

But what's scary is that his or its facial features look very blurry, and they haven't completely condensed into shape.

It can be seen that there is almost no difference between it and Du Wei in terms of figure and clothing.

Since it came out, the doors of other rooms have also opened one after another.

And at this time.

Du Wei put on his bag unhurriedly, untied the big red balloon from the head of the bed, and tied it around his wrist.

Sudden.

His body froze, and he turned his head expressionlessly to look at the door.

A man wearing a windbreaker, with blurred facial features like a painting, stood at the door with a sharp knife in his hand.

It's like a one-to-one high imitation doll.