Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Three hundred and eighty-five, falling into reality

Wow...

The crackling sound from my heart became louder and louder.

The light in front of my eyes went from dim to pitch black.

When everything is clear again.

The bus has passed through Sigana's reflection and entered the range of the house of horrors.

Above the sky, cloudy, torrential rain and thunder intertwined.

Water was everywhere on the ground.

The two headlights turned on, the outline of the bus gradually became clear, and it appeared at the gate of the school.

And those evil spirits standing in the rain with black umbrellas all raised their heads, their eyes filled with dead silence and emptiness.

Hundreds of lines of sight gathered in one place.

This kind of psychological and physical pressure is enough to make people collapse.

Du Wei stood at the front of the car and raised his bent waist. His eyes were cold, without any emotion, and he looked coldly at the evil spirits holding umbrellas outside.

During the period when the horror house disappeared, the transformation was really terrifying.

Du Wei couldn't understand at all, why the bus insisted on confronting the house of horrors, no matter how you look at it, it is not as strong as the house of horrors.

There is absolutely no chance of winning.

Du Wei took out the joker card from his pocket.

The figure on the card has gone from intact to decayed with only one head left.

You can only wish once.

And after making a wish this time, the evil spirits inside will also emerge.

The so-called fulfillment of wishes is actually the ability of this evil spirit. Once it comes out of it, it will definitely make the situation more dangerous.

Because it has the same hatred as Du Wei and Sombra.

Originally, the last time, the evil spirits were on the verge of erupting.

But Du Wei put it together, using the black shadow to make a wish every time, and gave the black shadow "a lot" of room for growth.

One ebbs and another erupts, and the eruption of the evil spirits is suppressed.

Moreover, he bought and sold by force in exchange for the ability to make six wishes.

This last wish was originally intended to be used by Du Wei to fight against the evil spirit Du Wei, but now the situation has completely gotten out of control, and if he doesn't want to leave, he may not be able to leave.

have to run.

"I make a wish that I get out of this fight right now and come back to New York."

Du Wei gritted his teeth and made another wish as a black shadow.

This time, however, it failed.

There was an extremely cold chill coming from the face of the joker card, and the chill was boiling, but no matter what, it couldn't proceed to the link of realizing the wish.

Du Wei was ready to pay a huge price, but the clown card couldn't do it at all.

finally.

The chill slowly dissipated, and the Joker chose to strike.

Damn...

Du Wei's eyes were slightly cold, and he stuffed the clown card into his pocket helplessly. His mind was running non-stop, trying to find a way to get out, but he couldn't think of it.

"Am I going to die here?" he asked himself.

It seems that this is the only possibility.

All his methods failed to play a key role, and he fell into the most dangerous situation.

It's not even as good as when he was first targeted by the evil spirit.

At least he could still resist at that time, and he could rely on his wisdom to reverse the situation step by step.

But now I can't even think of a way to resist.

The feeling of powerlessness is getting stronger and stronger.

Even the devil nun didn't push Du Wei to this extent, but a house of horrors and a bus put him in a situation where he must die.

Thinking of this, Du Wei suddenly smiled, shook his head, took off his mask, his pale face was full of coldness.

clatter……

The flame of the lighter came out.

Du Wei lit a cigarette for himself, and after taking a puff, he repeated his previous words: "Am I going to die here?"

Then he replied: "Absolutely not."

Until the last moment of life passing away, until the blood dries up and turns into a cold corpse, and until the consciousness falls into nothingness, Du Wei will never admit the so-called death.

"There must be a way."

"At least I'm still alive, all I need to do is wait until the right time."

Du Wei watched this scene calmly, waiting for the situation to change.

Now the bus is confronting the house of horrors, and the situation will break out in the future, and there may be a glimmer of hope at that time.

The evil spirits in the carriage have fallen into madness.

Except for Du Wei's position, the entire carriage turned into pitch black.

He couldn't even see through the state of spiritual vision.

But Du Wei knew that those evil spirits must be trying to escape.

The bus is like a cage, imprisoning these evil spirits and Du Wei.

In other words, it is more appropriate to use a coffin to describe it.

They were just trapped in the coffin, desperately trying to push away the mortal people who were stared at the coffin lid.

at this time.

There was an indescribable solemnity in the air.

Breathing becomes difficult.

It's not an illusion, but a real sense of pressure and suffocation.

The bus stopped at the gate of the school, and the evil spirits of the students seemed to have mutated and turned to the House of Horror. None of them walked out of the school gate and got on the bus as before.

The weather is getting manic.

The gloomy torrential rain crackled down and slapped on the car windows, making dense noises.

Du Wei knew that he could shoot and break the car window, then jump out of the car and leave.

But he didn't dare at all.

Intuition told him that it was useless, and would attract the attention of the bus instead. Most importantly, as long as he left the bus, it was equivalent to being included in the scope of the horror house.

To go out is to die.

Instead, it is safer to stay on the bus.

Outside the bus, in the middle of the school.

The blurry figure at the door of the house of horrors twisted and swayed, seeming to exist.

Then it disappears.

for a moment.

The interior of the bus was filled with cold dampness.

That vague figure quietly appeared in front of Du Wei.

Shadows spread like water splashed on the ground.

Du Wei drew his gun and shot without hesitation, and directly gave it a shot.

At the same time, he was also rapidly retreating backwards.

The flintlock bullet hit the vague figure, but it went straight through, smashing the car window and splashing glass stubble.

The vague figure seemed to be irritated, turned around to look at Du Wei, stretched out the outline like an arm, and grabbed it slightly.

extremely dangerous...

Du Wei's pupils shrank, and a black shadow emerged from him, and he swiped the sharp knife sharply.

Sombra chooses toughness.

It stood still, trembling constantly.

The sharp knife was the same, dense cracks appeared from the tip.

Du Wei was still retreating at this time, and the black mist covering his body suddenly dimmed.

Snapped……

The sharp knife was broken, and only half of the blade was still intact with the handle.

The black image was discouraged, and retreated directly into the mask, overlapping with Du Wei again.

But this time.

Du Wei felt that it had an instinctive fear.

The only role it played was to resist a fatal ending.

But that's enough.

Because Du Wei retreated directly into the darkness of the rear compartment.

In the dark, five evil spirits waited for an opportunity to move.

This feeling is like dancing on the tip of a knife, crazy to the extreme.

At this time, the will of the bus itself emerged again, and the inside of the bus became completely dark.

An extremely terrifying gaze fixed on the vague figure.

The uninvited guest was spotted by the bus.

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