Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

The relationship between the bus and the horror house is intricate.

They targeted the school and staged an extremely absurd, weird battle, or backstabbing each other?

The term backstab seems to be more accurate.

The house of horrors backstabs a wave of buses and drags away the school.

The bus stabbed another wave of horror houses, and dragged away the school and city reflections.

It's deadly.

If you replace the weirdness with being human.

Then the hatred between them is estimated to be endless.

And Du Wei...

He is very embarrassed now.

Things got out of control when he started to activate his marking ability and put Josh on the bus.

He could only bite the bullet and help the bus face the horror house.

The end of this battle naturally has his credit.

But now the horror house is chasing the bus crazily, and the bus is dragging the city reflection and the school to escape.

It refuses to give up.

The bus is even less likely to give up the lost and recovered school.

Two weird tandem moves.

No sign of stopping.

Du Wei sat in the driver's seat, pressing the door switch again and again with a blank expression.

But it didn't work at all.

When the will of the bus was not recovered before, he could fish in troubled waters and act as the driver.

But now this permission is no longer valid.

Easy to get on, hard to get off.

Helpless.

Du Wei sighed, and he asked himself: "Will I be trapped here to death?"

Very likely.

Then he took out the joker card.

"I make a wish to get me out of the situation I'm in right now."

Same as before.

The Joker brand didn't even change a bit this time, and went on strike directly.

It dared not intervene in the confrontation between the bus and the horror house.

The realization of idealistic wishes depends on what level it is.

Now it's very tasteless.

Du Wei checked all the items on his body, the flintlock gun, a pair of white gloves, coins, mask, lighter, clown card, and the map.

There is nothing else that would be useful in this situation.

He gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the carriage, staring at the thirteen evil spirit drivers for a long time.

"I have to find a way..."

in the outside world.

Continuous torrential rain.

The silhouette of the house of horrors appeared above the cities under heavy rain, flashing past.

On the other side of those cities.

The bus dragged the reflection of the city of Sigana, along with the school, through the rainstorm world at a strange speed.

It only appears on rainy days.

In other words, as long as it is raining anywhere in the world, it will become its moving route.

...

This moment.

It is also raining in Switzerland.

Just as uncomfortable as Du Wei were the people from Twilight Bell Church.

Since the night of June 15th, all members of the Church of the Evening Bell have been vomiting and diarrhea as if they had food poisoning.

The leader, Lord Matthew, gave them orders.

The truth of the matter must be found out within three days.

Um……

Now is the third day.

But they got nothing.

Inside the council hall on the second floor of the Evening Bell Church.

Everyone is sitting upright.

The leader Matthew coughed as his face was covered by a hood, and only his old hair hanging down could be seen.

The old man has lived for hundreds of years.

But now he also suffers from diarrhea.

I tried all kinds of medicines, but they didn't work at all.

Should I pull or have to pull...

"Everyone... It's the third day now, tell me, you won't let me down, right?"

Matthew's voice revealed weakness, and it no longer had the majesty and solemnity before.

Those people all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

Someone said in shame: "I'm sorry Your Excellency, I...we got nothing."

Some people also said: "I suspect that there is something wrong with our food,

But we have changed the source of food supply, but there is still no change. "

"And we have checked the entire Swiss food supply market. The entire supply chain is very clean, and the original ingredients have not been found to be drugged."

hear this.

Matthew patted the table weakly and asked, "What about the water source? Will it appear on the water source?"

Immediately someone replied: "We sent it to be tested, and there is no problem with the water source. This may be an event beyond our knowledge, such as evil spirits? Demon spirits? Or the church is beating us. Cold hands."

Matthew said angrily: "Evil spirits and demon spirits will only wring your head off, and won't make you vomit and diarrhea at all. Is your brain filled with water?"

As he spoke, he stood up abruptly, but felt his legs go weak again, so he had to support the table with both hands.

This made Matthew even angrier. He pointed at those people and cursed: "Church, don't think I don't know what you are thinking. If the church really did it, it would have already done it to us by now. Look at you now! so."

"You...you...you have let me down so much!"

If he hadn't known that these people were core members of the Twilight Bell Church, Matthew would have thought that the people sitting in front of him were a group of patients.

Sudden.

Ryan, who was dozing off by the side, was woken up, and he looked around blankly: "Is the consultation session over?"

Matthew shook his head and said, "Not yet."

After finishing speaking, his face darkened: "Shut up, this is not some kind of consultation meeting, but our parliament."

Ryan snorted and stared blankly at the ceiling.

He thought to himself: "Damn, these mental illnesses are quite good at correcting nouns, and they are still in the parliament. I really think that I, Ryan, have been a doctor for so many years and haven't seen it?"

"hehe."

But at this moment, a reflection of a city appeared in Ryan's eyes. He widened his eyes and looked at a bus in the reflection in disbelief.

To be precise, it was Du Wei who was standing in the carriage with a flintlock gun and was about to do something.

Then Ryan got excited.

"Director, is that you, Director? Have you finally come to pick me up?"

"Damn it, there seems to be something wrong with the food at Mu Zhong's place. Fortunately, I'm in good health, and I'm fine. You take me away quickly, I don't want to stay here anymore."

"Director? Why don't you stop the car, Director?"

Ryan watched in confusion as the city's reflection quickly disappeared.

He scratched his head, and then suddenly realized: "I understand, the director is on a business trip, no wonder he is taking a bus, what is this called...it's called public...public expenses..."

This scene fell in the eyes of others, but it became a mental patient going crazy.

Matthew looked at Ryan tangled, and said bitterly: "Can you not go crazy, we are having a regular meeting, do you understand the regular meeting? There is no director, only the bishop here."

Ryan was interrupted, and said angrily: "You don't fart, I obviously saw the director."

Matthew is now a patient, and his voice is not as loud as Ryan's, so he was suppressed directly.

He waved his hand helplessly: "Whatever you want, don't talk now, the council is not over yet..."

Ryan's complexion changed, and he pointed at Matthew and said, "Okay, you are very sick, and you won't let me speak. You should know that I have the right to remain silent."

Matthew suppressed his anger, forced a smile and said, "Yes, yes, you have the right."

Ryan nodded in satisfaction and stared at everyone without saying a word.

He didn't speak, but he was thinking in his heart: "I, Ryan, are so awesome. I prescribed medicine to so many people at once, but their drug reaction seems to be wrong, but it doesn't matter. As long as I stick to it, I will definitely be able to cure it." good them."

"When the time comes, the director will take me on a business trip by bus. It feels so good to think about it!"

Ryan's line of sight made Matthew and the others puzzled.

But no one took it seriously, after all, in their view, Ryan was just a mentally ill hunter.

Mental patients, it's abnormal not to behave strangely.