Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

On the outskirts of Sikelin City.

In this season, flowers are blooming everywhere, colorful.

The city itself is dominated by tourism. Every year when the sea of ​​flowers is in full bloom, people come to watch and vacation.

certainly.

It is not forbidden to pick flowers in the suburbs.

The prerequisite is money.

This is also a means of profit.

After Du Wei paid the staff, he got busy in the sea of ​​flowers.

Picking one of the same flowers, no woman would probably refuse.

After about an hour or so, Du Wei looked around and basically picked off all the flowers he saw.

"It's time to go back."

Du Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead, then turned to leave.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, he saw a masked man standing silently in the sea of ​​flowers in the distance.

Du Wei felt vigilant in his heart, raised his eyebrows, pretended not to see it, and walked into the nearby tourist crowd.

In the state of spiritual vision, he didn't feel anything unusual.

The other party should be a living person.

But wearing such weird clothes, and wearing a mask, always feels a little wrong.

Du Wei didn't want to cause trouble, no matter who the other party was, he didn't want to contact him.

The previous Hannibal had already racked his brains.

"Hope it wasn't for me."

Heaven fails to fulfill one's wishes.

When Du Wei was blending into the crowd and was about to walk to the exit, he suddenly frowned, instinctively feeling like he was being spied on.

Turn your head away again.

The masked person followed behind him, as if he wanted to get closer to him.

"Something's wrong..."

Du Wei said something silently in his heart, his eyes were calm and sharp.

One hand even reached into the windbreaker, holding the pistol, and there were three bullets in it.

Seeing this, the other party suddenly stopped: "Mr. Du Wei, I have no malicious intentions, please don't misunderstand me."

The voice was very strange, with a vague feeling, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women.

Strange and treacherous.

for a moment.

A thought flashed in Du Wei's mind, the Vanity Sect...

He found a satan pattern on the roof of the house of horrors before, but after Father Tony and the church passed it on, he got an order prohibiting further investigation.

Because that has something to do with the Vanity Sect.

The people of this sect are very mysterious. They were only active in the last century, but they have been disappearing in this century.

There are always only thirteen members of the Vanity Sect, with a strong sense of ritual, and their members always wear masks, and no one knows whether they are male or female.

The person I saw in front of me coincided with the information of the Vanity Sect.

Immediately, Du Wei said coldly: "Are you from the Vanity Sect?"

He replied, "Yes,

As you can see, I am indeed a member of the Cult of Vanity, Crocker Mercer, you may call me Mercer. "

It sounds like a man's name.

As he said that, Moser said again: "I've been following you for a while, and you're very calm, calmer than anyone I've ever met. Are you interested in joining the Vanity Sect?"

Du Wei frowned and said, "I'm not interested."

He didn't forget that the horror house was made by the people of the Vanity Sect.

At least dozens of people died in the horror house at that time. The style of this organization is not comparable to the church, at least the church is relatively positive.

Moser nodded and said, "Although I knew you would refuse, I didn't expect it to be so direct, but seriously, don't you think that the church is not suitable for you?"

Du Wei said lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't think so."

The church may have problems of one kind or another, but for itself, it has fulfilled its due obligations.

Moreover, my girlfriend's family has a special relationship with the church.

In contrast, the church is the most suitable for me.

The most important thing is that I almost died in the horror house.

Du Wei also noticed that when he was talking to Moser, the pedestrians around him seemed to be distracted, and they would subconsciously go around, neither seeing nor hearing.

It should be the ability of some special item, or the opponent is a hunter, this is his evil spirit ability.

But no matter what, it was enough for Du Wei to raise a strong vigilance against the masked man in front of him.

Moser smiled at Du Wei and said, "Don't rush to refuse. I have studied your character and know that you don't like the style of the Vanity Sect. But after I finish speaking, you may change your mind."

Before Du Wei could speak, he said to himself, "I'm actually the owner who bought the house of horrors. You should have seen the horror of the house of horrors."

"But what I want to tell you is that I didn't intend to kill people by doing this."

Du Wei said calmly: "It sounds interesting, you continue to talk."

Moser touched the mask on his face, and then pointed to Du Wei: "At the bottom of the house of horrors, there is actually a mask, but after I found it, there was a problem with it, I can only put Anna Bell put it in and performed a blood sacrifice."

"I tried to appease it but failed and it escaped from inside wearing a mask."

Du Wei was a little puzzled: "It escaped? You mean the evil spirit?"

Moser replied: "It's actually a demon spirit. The blood sacrifice can't appease it. It disappeared. I haven't found any trace of it until now."

"But I found you."

"You also have two masks, but please don't worry, they have little to do with the Vanity Sect. To be precise, we hate the person who made it."

"Because the maker of the mask used an extremely ironic technique to subvert the confidence of the Vanity Sect, and the imitation produced was very good."

Hearing this, Du Wei began to think silently in his heart.

Crocker Mercer's previous words are not credible. There is no way to wash away such things as blood sacrifices.

Moreover, whether the purpose of the blood sacrifice is to appease or awaken the demon spirits is another matter.

The second half of the sentence needs to be considered.

If what the other party said is true, the confidence of the Vanity Sect is the mask, and it seems to be related to the devil.

But someone has imitated the ghost version of the mask.

Disruption literally means making the impossible possible.

In other words, for the Vanity Church, it is impossible for someone to create a mask, or they themselves cannot do it.

So, Du Wei said: "So what do you want to do? If I don't join the Vanity Sect, will you choose to attack me and take back the mask on me?"

Mercer shook his head and said, "No, because we recognize the two masks on your body and your existence, so we hope you can join us and fill the vacancy."

"vacancy?"

Du Wei's tone was a bit strange: "Among the 13 people, one of them is already dead?"

Mercer praised: "Yes, the deceased is the owner of the mask under the House of Horror, but I don't know who he is, and we will only contact at a certain time."

"If someone dies, someone needs to be supplemented."

"If you join us, you will find that the so-called hidden danger of evil spirit transformation is not a problem for you at all."

Hearing this, Du Wei asked an important question: "So what do I need to do?"

Mercer immediately said, "Get that mask back."