Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

The door in materialism is based on reality, open the door and walk in, open the door and walk out.

The door on idealism is quite different.

You can open the door and walk in, but the moment you walk in, the scene in front of you completely changes, and it is completely impossible to go out through the door you came in.

...

After Du Wei pushed open the door and walked in, he found that the place where he was was turned into an office.

The surrounding tone tends to be dark, just like the scene in an old-fashioned TV.

In this office, besides him, there are other people sitting...

Everyone is busy with their own business.

Um……

What they see in the spiritual vision state is completely different, they are not human.

This was the first time Du Wei encountered such a strange situation. If he hadn't seen a diary on the table in front of him written by "Du Wei", he would have thought he had traveled through time again.

Something is very wrong.

Du Wei remained calm, sitting at his desk all the time, quietly looking at his colleagues around him out of the corner of his eyes.

In the state of vision, he can see more.

These colleagues, both men and women, wore clothing styles that were popular more than a decade ago, and some wore old-fashioned glasses.

full of evil spirits...

But it was a little strange, Du Wei didn't feel any malice, and he was a person now, and he didn't put on the shadow of the shadow.

"Why don't you do it to me?"

Du Wei touched the flintlock gun in his pocket. There were nearly a hundred bullets in his backpack, which was heavy but reliable.

With clown cards and coins, he didn't have to worry about marksmanship at all. Even if he fired upwards, the bullets would fall to the ground and hit the evil spirits.

At this time, a man at the front desk on the left of Du Wei stood up, twisted his waist, and said in a complaining tone: "Hey, I have been sitting for too long, and my back hurts a lot recently. Maybe I have to take some time off." See a doctor."

hear this.

Du Wei narrowed his eyes and thought about it.

"They seem to still maintain the behavior they had before they were alive, or they were suppressed by some kind of existence, and they haven't realized their essence yet."

"It's a bit similar to the four ghosts I met in the horror house before. Before they realized that they were dead, they still retained human characteristics."

This made Du Wei slightly relieved.

Things were better than he had imagined, but not so good.

Because his purpose is to find the oil painting called another door, find a way to close the conceptual door, or completely destroy it, and then successfully escape from this ghost place.

In Du Wei's imagination, entering the world behind the door should be very dangerous, full of dangers and evil spirits.

However, none of the evil spirits laid a hand on him.

It's as safe as traveling to a certain point in time in reality.

"It's really interesting..."

Du Wei said something in his heart, as if he was talking to himself,

It seemed to be speaking to those evil spirits in human skin.

Next, he set his sights on the diary on the desk in the workstation.

The signature is his own.

After opening it, the first line reads the following:

[Writing to myself, on the night of June 9th, I opened the door and walked into the Scolin Museum, but it was different from what I imagined, everything was too safe. 】

[The reason why I wrote it to myself is because I discovered the secret here. 】

[This is indeed a school, but it is the same school as it was 10 years ago. In other words, all the evil spirits here are still in the same state as they were ten years ago. They are doing what they should do according to their behavior in life. 】

[But in fact, they are already dead, I don't intend to disturb them, my purpose is just to find the door]

...

[Written on the second day, I probably figured out the situation here, it is indeed safe, but it is also very dangerous, because I can't find that door, it is hidden too deep]

【Even that Huodi didn't show up, I'm in this ghost place, playing the role of a teacher, I don't plan to leave for the time being】

...

【Now is the fourth day, writing to myself】

[I am Du Wei, but to be precise, I am Du Wei from three days ago. Yes, the timeline of this ghost school is only three days. lost the memory of those three days, but I am still alive]

[I'm thinking about one thing now, whether to use that method to get out of here]

【I will stay here until the third day, and I will write everything I do in my diary. If I can't succeed after three days, please continue to read back】

...

Seeing this, Du Wei's eyes were a little cold, and even revealed a hint of sarcasm.

He turned to the next page.

[On the first day, I went to class A-012, all the students are evil spirits, um...they still maintain the logic of their behavior before they were alive]

【I got nothing, but I noticed one thing, this school doesn't have a principal】

[That night, I went to the teacher's dormitory building and found nothing]

[The next day, I walked all over the school, I decided to leave, but I met the principal, his name is Hodi]

[I did something about it, but it didn't work, it's too scary, it's unsolvable]

[I have exhausted all methods, but I can only temporarily save my life, and now, I hide in the office and write this text, it seems that it can't get in, but I can't get out either]

[It's the third day, everything will restart, I'm thinking about whether I should use that method to leave...]

After restarting for the second time, I only wrote this in my diary, and then it seemed that something happened, which prevented me from continuing to write.

After seeing this, the sarcasm in Du Wei's eyes became more obvious.

He flipped the diary back casually, the handwriting was dense, and every page was written.

While reading, he asked himself in his heart:

"So I stayed in this ghost place for a long time, and every three days my memory was cleared and restarted?"

"So I am now, after I don't know how many restarts?"

After asking two consecutive questions, Du Wei replied: "I have to say, this diary really looks like that, but unfortunately, it's too fake..."

He didn't believe it at all.

In an unfamiliar environment, seeing a diary of his own, and knowing that everything is very strange, there are evil spirits, how could he believe in a diary.

Most importantly, this diary was written by himself.

All the information seems too important, the three-day timeline of the infinite restart, plus the principal Huo Di, and his own identity, students...

The more important it is, the more fake it appears.

The most important thing is that I don't have the habit of writing a diary. Even if I am caught in some kind of crisis, my idea must be to leave safely, not to write a diary here, and plan to die.

Another point.

In the diary, all the key points are actually very vague, and the most repeated ones are the danger and the way to leave.

If I really wrote it myself, why didn't I write out the way to leave?

Too fake……