Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Four hundred and twenty-six, strange daily life...

Get out of the passage.

The gate of hell seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, blocking the passage.

Du Wei walked down the stairs expressionlessly and left the basement.

In the stairs leading down behind him, those sandbags completely blocked the road like living creatures, and condensed into one body, like a copper wall and an iron wall.

Come to the living room.

The door of the house opens automatically.

At this time, the sky outside was faintly bright, and a round of red sun appeared on the horizon, and the night fell with the rising and falling of the red sun.

Its daybreak.

Du Wei stood at the door, looking at the sky calmly.

The rising sun pierced through the clouds and shone on his body, sweeping away the haze of his temperament, and he actually had a different sense of holiness.

This should be an illusion.

He looked down at his right hand. The pattern on the back of his hand was a mask, and the original pointer pattern was hidden in it, so he couldn't see it at all.

"I don't like this world very much."

As Du Wei said, the pattern of the mask on the back of his right hand disappeared, and the pattern of the pointer emerged to replace it.

Afterwards, his demeanor became much calmer.

It doesn't feel that cold and ruthless, but a little indifferent, and it doesn't look easy to get along with.

A sense of weakness suddenly emerged in my heart.

Du Wei paused and took a long, deep breath.

His face was exhausted.

"I have to rest for a while."

The power obtained will not be free at any time.

Hunter so.

Du Wei is the same now.

The passing of humanity has no effect on him, and Du Wei, the evil spirit representing the past, is his deepest anchor.

But the more he uses this inhuman power, the more he becomes an evil spirit.

Although very cool.

But he didn't want to just GG and become a conscious and powerful evil spirit.

In other words.

If he really becomes an evil spirit, he will lose everything when he was alive.

Even Tom, Father Tony, and his girlfriend Alex couldn't get along well with him.

It's not that Du Wei might kill them, but because even if he doesn't do anything, as long as he stands by his side, the other party will gradually be eroded by him.

equivalent to a radiation source.

...

This moment.

Things are a little bit worse in New York City.

Last night, an inexplicable earthquake swept across New York. Although the magnitude of the earthquake was not large, it only caused a few unlucky people to be injured and sent to the hospital.

But officials are taking it seriously.

After all, New York in this world is not on the earthquake zone.

How strange is it to see an earthquake.

Red Light District in Northbrook.

Tom and Father Tony were already drunk, and they walked out of an underground bar drunk, where a group of "gorgeous" men were still having a high.

"vomit……"

Tom threw up against the trash can,

His face was flushed red, and his eyes were a little distracted.

Father Tony next to him was more uncomfortable than him. He couldn't even stand upright. He fell to the ground and kept closing his throat, trying to vomit out the alcohol he drank.

"Fuck! I heard there was an earthquake last night."

After Tom vomited, he felt much better. He held the trash can and asked Father Tony next to him.

"Did you feel the earthquake? I seemed to be bragging too much yesterday. I was drunk by more than a dozen people. Damn, I feel that I have lost a lot."

To be honest, Tom just sent some money to the families of those subordinates who died in the line of duty two days ago. He is basically already moonlighted, and he came to the red light district just to be chic.

But last night, he didn't play with any women, he just went to drink with people, and now he is dizzy, almost a short film.

Father Tony on the side hiccupped and said, "What... what kind of earthquake, I didn't feel it at all, I just remembered that I wanted to play bed vibration with those women, but before we could do it, we were dragged to other bars .”

"By the way, did we pay?"

Tom said dazedly, "I didn't do anything, why should I pay?"

Father Tony waved his hand, as if he was chasing away non-existent flies, and he smiled while chasing them back: "I didn't pay either. Those people asked me for money, and I said let them ask God for it."

is talking.

Father Tony's head drooped, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the door of the bar he left.

"Hey... why are there no women in this bar?"

"Impossible, there are no women in the bar, so what are you playing? Are you playing with men?"

"What you said seems to make sense."

"That's right, Tony, you still don't have enough experience. You know too little about this red-light district."

Tom had a smug face, and, like Father Tony, he leaned against the dustbin and lit himself a cigarette.

Father Tony didn't look around at all, reached out to take the cigarette from Tom's hand, and lit one for himself.

for a while.

The duo, known as the gods of war in the red light district, looked like brothers in distress, leaning together on the trash can, smoking a cigarette, and looked at the opposite bar blankly.

There was very little smoke.

Swallowing clouds...

"Wait...it seems that there are no women here..."

"No woman deserves to call a bar?"

Tom and Father Tony paused.

Then, as if they had thought of something, they stood up abruptly, reached out and touched their buttocks.

The faces of the two people turned from white to red, and then from red to white.

"Fortunately, Tom is ugly..."

"Fortunately, I'm a bad old man who is almost sixty..."

Panting tremblingly, the two hurriedly stood up and left here as if fleeing.

Before leaving.

Tom gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Fuck! My mother... I am going to lead someone to seal up the red light district, what devil bar, if I find out who opened it, I will definitely send him to jail. "

Father Tony also said angrily: "In the future, let's call for door-to-door service, or attend any party. This red-light district has changed."

...

beep...

There was a busy tone on the phone.

Du Wei was standing at the train platform of Esseglin, using his mobile phone to get in touch with the church.

After a while, the phone was connected.

Mrs. Senna's voice was exhausted: "Thank God, Mr. Du Wei, you finally called me. What happened to your side? Why did you leave Massas City on the 19th? You should be there to guard That's right, and my people found out that you went to Europe by plane."

"Are you going to trouble Vader's sect?"

It is now June 21st, and only two days have passed since the issue of Massas City and the confrontation with the evil spirit Duwei in Europe.

Du Wei calmly said to the mobile phone: "It is true that I went to trouble them, but some emergencies occurred. Where did the bus and the horror house appear? I took the bus and fled all the way. I am currently in Egypt. Segreen."

He has too many secrets of his own, and can only reveal some ambiguous information at his discretion.

Mrs. Senna didn't doubt it. After all, Du Wei's character has already formed a good reputation within the church.

Can be called a saint.

Mrs. Senna said helplessly: "You are right to choose to escape. The Vader Cult is completely finished. Their headquarters and leaders all died strangely, turned into evil spirits, and seemed to be combined with a red balloon. The situation in Europe right now is very troublesome."

"However, Mr. Alvin Dauqua and another hunter have already started to solve the problem in Europe, and it should not cause too many casualties for the time being."

Du Wei said calmly: "That red balloon is called Pennywise. I have come into contact with it before. If the church can't solve it, please let me know."

Mrs. Senna was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Du Wei replied coldly: "Get rid of it."

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