Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"Mr. Du Wei, I really don't recommend you to do this, because you have made too many contributions to the church recently, and we don't want such an excellent person like you to be exhausted."

"Someone will solve Pennywise's problem. You'd better take a break for the time being. Don't go to Massas City either. I'll discuss it with Archbishop Skadi and get some people to go there."

"I'm really worried that you'll die from exhaustion one day."

...

"Then as you wish."

After Du Wei finished speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and added: "By the way, my McLaren GT is still parked at the airport near the city of Massas."

"Okay, I'll get someone to check the car back to New York."

"Happy holiday."

"Thanks……"

After hanging up the phone.

Du Wei took the train to New York City.

In the window position.

He closed his eyes and meditated.

The backpack was placed on his lap, and his overall expression was slightly indifferent.

After merging with the evil spirit Du Wei, the memory consciousness of the two is no different from each other, but the way of doing things has changed a little compared to before.

He is very strong now.

Although a little weak.

"I didn't expect Pennywise to be combined with the evil spirit turned into by the Vader Cult. Maybe it might transform into an evil spirit the next time we meet."

Du Wei hates betrayal.

Pennywise, the traitor, was simply his greatest challenge.

A transfer station connected to the batteries actually cut off contact with him and took those batteries as his own.

This is not the first time Pennywise has committed suicide.

Inexplicably, Du Wei thought of Pennywise's characteristics, and he liked to give out a deep grin.

"I hope you can still laugh when you see me next time."

He also sneered.

At that time, except for Pennywise, the evil spirits were the ones who stabbed him in the back, and there was also the black shadow who stabbed him twice.

Although it was the evil spirit Du Wei who was backstabbed.

But now there is no distinction between each other.

And in the backpack.

On the mask, the two red glows fell silent.

Soi Ying didn't dare to reveal the slightest breath, and kept pretending to be dead.

When Du Wei removed those impurities, it had no thought of doing it.

Because Du Wei personally made it into a mask of evil spirits.

It couldn't do anything to Du Wei.

He can only be the most loyal tool shadow "willingly".

But now, Du Wei didn't deal with it immediately, as if giving it the illusion of being forgotten.

The black shadow's breath could not help but converge to the point where it was almost imperceptible.

...

One o'clock in the afternoon on the 21st.

The train arrived in New York on time.

out of the station.

Du Wei called a car and drove home.

No one knows about his return, and he doesn't plan to tell his girlfriend Alex,

At least he had to wait for his car to be sent back, otherwise it would be hard to explain.

Because, the current "he" is supposed to be studying architectural design in church schools for advanced studies.

At this time, New York had just recovered from the earthquake last night.

Along the way, many volunteers were clearing broken trees and collapsed trash cans.

This made Du Wei very puzzled.

New York is not on an earthquake zone, and there has never been an earthquake in the history of this third-tier city.

All of a sudden.

No matter how you think about it, it feels strange.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

The contact person is Alex.

Du Wei frowned, took out his phone and pressed the answer button.

Then, I heard the familiar voice of my girlfriend.

She said, "Baby, did you get the newsfeed, there's an earthquake on the New York side, and it seems to be serious on Queen Street, it's just weird."

Queen Street is also the street where Du Wei's house is located.

Du Wei rubbed his forehead and replied, "I heard people talking about the earthquake in New York, but I don't know the specifics. What about you? Are you injured?"

Alex hurriedly said: "Of course I'm not injured, but I guess your house may be uninhabitable. When you return to New York, you will live in my house first."

"By the way, where are you now? It's past one o'clock, have you eaten yet?"

Du Wei said calmly, "I'm in the restaurant of the church and I'm preparing to eat, how about you dear?"

"I just woke up, and I'm going to wash up later. By the way, I may have to go home in a few days. Do you have time to accompany me?"

"should have……"

After hanging up the phone.

The driver looked at Du Wei with a strange face, coughed and said, "Hey, although it's a bit nosy to say that, this is New York, so you're coming back to meet your lover privately, right?"

From the driver's point of view, the conversation between Du Wei and his girlfriend was simply a scumbag.

Obviously in New York, I insist on eating in the restaurant of the church.

He looks sneaky and doesn't look like a nice guy.

Du Wei looked at the driver coldly: "You talk a lot."

There was no emotion in his eyes, so frightened that the driver quickly shut up and drove honestly.

...

At this time, at the entrance of the psychological counseling clinic.

The original two-and-a-half-story house had its walls cracked, and the ground at the door also collapsed to varying degrees.

Several policemen pulled the isolation belt outside.

The leader was Tom.

Moreover, Tom looked at the psychological counseling clinic with a strange expression and muttered: "When my good brother's neighbor died, I complained about it, and I almost went to his house to pull the isolation zone."

"I didn't expect it to come true one day."

"I don't know if he knows, if his face will be very exciting."

suddenly.

A cold voice came from behind Tom: "You seem to be a little gloating?"

hear this.

Tom turned his head quickly.

Du Wei was standing behind him with his bag on his back. Tom didn't see if his face was bright, but he was embarrassed. "Brother, don't get me wrong, how can I, Tom, gloat over others' misfortune!"

As he spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and pushed them over.

Du Wei shook his head and refused: "I've already quit."

Tom was dumbfounded: "What? You quit? Really? Why don't I believe it?"

Du Wei didn't bother to explain, so he said: "If you quit, you quit. By the way, no one has entered my house, right?"

There is an evil spirit in the house, which was told to Tom before, in order to prevent him from committing suicide.

Tom quickly waved his hand and said, "Absolutely not. I've adjusted the monitoring. From last night to now, no one has entered your house, and nothing has escaped."

This word refers to evil spirits.

Du Wei nodded slightly, and then looked at his home with a tangled expression.

Basically uninhabitable.

The most important thing is that there was an earthquake for no reason, and my home happened to be at the epicenter.

This is not a little bit of bad luck.

Moreover, everything in the entire psychological consultation clinic seemed to be dead, without any strange smell.

It is no different from ordinary houses.

"Something's wrong..."

Du Wei frowned, and said to Tom: "You wait outside, I want to go in and have a look. As for your men, let them remove the isolation belt."

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