Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

June 19th.

It's a sunny morning in Switzerland.

But the people of Twilight Bell Church don't think so.

From Matthew to the core members, all the status has declined.

I can't even get up for the regular meeting every morning.

Yes.

Last night, they started vomiting and diarrhea again.

In a luxury room.

Matthew was lying on the bed, his eyes were dull, and he looked at the sunshine outside the window with a vain expression.

The brighter the sun, the more dazzling he felt.

"I didn't eat anything yesterday, why do I still have diarrhea."

"Lord, is this your punishment for me?"

Matthew was already a little desperate.

Ever since Mu Zhong began to vomit and diarrhea collectively, he hadn't eaten any more, and at most drank some water.

But even so, he was not spared.

Matthew had doubts about the food, but found nothing wrong.

The water source was suspected, but no problem was found.

The water he drinks now is specially purchased pure water, which not only undergoes modern industrial disinfection procedures, but also has to be boiled before he dares to drink it.

However, the spit is still spit, the pull is still pull.

"Fortunately, the church seems to have shifted the conflict to the Vader Cult. Otherwise, with the current situation of Twilight Bell, there would be no fighting power at all."

Matthew even felt that if Mu Zhong's troubles could not be solved any longer.

Chances are it will be a while later.

All the members of Mu Zhong suffered from vomiting and diarrhea until they became severely dehydrated, and could only be admitted to the ICU intensive care unit of the hospital.

"No... definitely not like that."

Matthew couldn't accept that the dignified Twilight Bell Church, an organization specializing in hunting evil spirits, would end up in such a ridiculous and miserable end.

"I have to find someone reliable to solve this matter."

"But now, it seems that the only person who has not been affected by Twilight Bell Church is Ryan..."

"etc……"

Matthew sat up suddenly from the bed, he squinted his eyes, and said doubtfully, "Why is Ryan okay? It shouldn't be..."

"Even though his ability to transform evil spirits is quite special, he is still made of flesh and blood, and it is impossible for him not to eat or drink."

"I was recruited, but he was not affected in any way."

"Something's wrong..."

"Did I think too complicated at the beginning, but he did it?"

"It's not right either,

Why did he do this? "

"And as long as he dares to do it, he will definitely be discovered."

"Unless the real mastermind deliberately avoided him."

Vaguely, Matthew felt that he had discovered the truth of the matter.

He turned his head directly and looked towards a certain corner.

"Tequel..."

Matthew yelled.

next second.

Some mist emerged from the corner, and a man with a pale face and dull eyes came out.

"Your Excellency, what are your orders..."

Tequel's voice was weak, and he held a roll of toilet paper in his hand. .

Obviously, he was getting ready to go to the bathroom.

Seeing this, Matthew felt his stomach churning again, but he suppressed it.

"Is James awake?"

Tequel said weakly, "Not yet, but Ryan is taking care of him. I heard from Ryan that James will wake up naturally at 9 o'clock in the morning."

James regained consciousness yesterday after being electrotherapyed by Ryan.

But when he saw Ryan, he didn't know whether he was frightened or what happened, he rolled his eyes and passed out again.

Matthew sneered, "Wake up naturally at 9 o'clock? This is a mental illness, and you actually believe it?"

"I'm sorry, sir."

Tequel looked embarrassed.

Matthew waved his hand, "Go and keep an eye on Ryan, I want to know what Ryan is doing every day and who he has been in contact with. You have to feed me all the details, and there must be no omissions."

Tequel nodded and said, "Yes, I'm going now."

As soon as he finished speaking, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

want……

going to pull...

...

This moment.

James was lying unconscious on the bed in his room with his eyes closed.

Beside.

Ryan was wearing his white coat that was never washed, looking at James with a very serious expression.

He opened the sleeve of his right hand.

What was exposed was a watch drawn with a pen.

The lines are crooked and look very ugly.

"Something's wrong..."

"I seem to have forgotten something."

Ryan narrowed his eyes, reached out and took out a pen from his pocket, and filled in two strokes on the watch pattern.

"Hey... it's exactly nine o'clock."

next second.

James lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and took a long breath.

"Hey..."

James opened his mouth, his face very dazed.

He feels bad now.

I was so weak that I couldn't remember what happened before.

The head is as dull as paste.

As long as he thinks about it, he can't help but want to vomit.

It seemed that something terrible had happened to him before he passed out.

Seeing this, Ryan on the side said seriously, "Patient James, this is the second time you have woken up. How do you feel?"

James subconsciously said, "I feel bad, am I dying?"

He hadn't recovered yet, and his consciousness was muddled.

The scene in front of him reminded him even more of the time in the church hospital.

He can't tell the difference between reality and fiction.

Ryan said seriously, "Please rest assured, I am an excellent doctor, as long as you are still my patient, death does not exist."

James breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

Ryan waved his hand, "You're welcome, just pay the medical expenses."

James snorted, "How much is it, please?"

Ryan said with a smile, "Not much, just give me 10 billion."

"Ten billion?"

"I'll give you 10 billion?"

James' face changed, and he suddenly woke up.

"Wait? Ryan, why are you in my room?"

"Yeah, why am I in your room?"

Ryan scratched his head and muttered, "Am I here to go to the toilet?"

As soon as I heard go to the toilet.

James' face turned black, "Get out, I don't want to see you now."

He found that his memory seemed to have a little problem.

I can't remember anything before I fell into a coma.

Klein was furious.

He looked at James in disbelief, and said angrily, "I'm your attending physician, is this how you treat me?"

James said with impatience, "I have forgotten a lot of things, and I need to be quiet now."

Ryan spat on the ground in disdain, "Don't change the subject of the fuck, you pay the medical bill quickly."

"You can't even get ten billion, can you?"

"James, don't tell me you are poor like Matthew."

James was stunned, "Who is Matthew?"

Ryan said impatiently, "It's Muzhong's psychiatric dean, Matthew. The director told me yesterday that he has lived for hundreds of years and is immortal. He also said that he is very dangerous."

"Damn it, I still wanted to kill him, but now I'm a little cowardly."

hear this.

James frowned. He remembered the leader of the church hunter organization, and his name seemed to be Matthew.

The Exorcist's Self-Cultivation