Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

close the door.

Du Wei walked out of the psychological consultation clinic.

In his hand, he was still carrying an antique clock and Annabelle covered by a white cloth.

Seeing this outside the clinic, Tom asked curiously, "What is that in your hand?"

Du Wei said lightly, "What do you think?"

"Of course it's evil... well, of course it's a valuable thing."

Tom was a little speechless. After spending so long with Father Tony, he still knew a little bit about exorcism, so he thought that what his good brother was holding in his hand must be some kind of evil medium.

It's just that it's scarier than that.

Du Wei took a deep look at him and said, "My house is uninhabitable now. I have to find a place to live and put some things in place by the way."

Tom asked puzzled, "Are you going to move to your girlfriend's house?"

Du Wei thought for a while and said, "No, I'm going to find a remote place, or open an exorcism clinic, anything is fine, but there must be a private space."

It's never a good idea to bring an antique clock and Annabelle to Alex.

After all, it's my girlfriend, so if I scare her, I can't explain it.

The most important thing is that many of the items I carry with me have evil spirits hiding in them.

Personal space is essential.

Hearing this, Tom suddenly realized, and then gave Du Wei a thumbs up: "A man should indeed have his own private space. I used to want to buy a small room in the red light district so that I can live alone."

As he said that, his face changed, and he said cursingly: "But this idea has killed me now, and I will never go to such disgusting places as the red light district in the future."

This made Du Wei curious.

A few days ago, I just cured Tom's inhumane problem. It stands to reason that with his character, he should wish to be chic in the red light district every day. How could he be disgusted?

"What happened to you?"

Du Wei asked in a strange tone.

"Isn't it possible that you have encountered something strange again?"

Tom's face turned green: "Don't mention it, I feel sick just thinking about it. Damn, I drank too much with Father Tony yesterday, and the women didn't sleep. Instead, I spent the night in a bar full of men."

"Fuck! I'm so disgusted, you should understand what I mean by the bar?"

Du Wei's eyelids twitched wildly.

He hurriedly asked: "Are... are you okay? Did you go to the hospital, but don't get sick..."

Tom said with a look of displeasure: "Fortunately, I'm ugly, those people didn't attack me, otherwise, I would probably be in the anorectal hospital by now."

"What about Father Tony?"

"He's fine. Although he was handsome when he was young, he's almost sixty now. Who would be so perverted to fuck him?"

Du Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Tom with complicated eyes, and wanted to say something, but he could only sigh helplessly.

"How can you two always encounter such strange things?"

Tom said helplessly: "I also want to know why, oh...it's too difficult for me.

"

After finishing speaking, Tom slapped his head, and said again: "By the way, since you are fine here, then I will take people away, and I have to organize people to attack the red-light district."

"Damn it, let me know who ran that bar, and I'll give him a reprieve."

This hatred is second only to Vader's teaching.

Tom, who has always slept with others, was almost slept by someone. This kind of anger and fear made him feel aggrieved and angry.

Du Wei had no choice but to nod his head and said, "In this case, let's leave first. I have to find a new home and go through the formalities by the way."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, Du Wei frowned, and a strangeness flashed in his eyes.

He looked up into the distance, and a broken link in his mind seemed to show signs of recovery.

...

This moment.

Evening Bell Church on the other side.

James is alive again.

He felt like he had a very long dream, painful and oppressive, and kept falling into the darkness.

As if there is no end.

He sank for a long time, and there was always a strange voice whispering in his ear.

Like a god, but also like a devil whispering, indescribably uncomfortable.

"call……"

James let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Then, he saw a face that he never wanted to see in his life, appearing in front of him.

With blond and messy hair, he said to himself with a smile, "You woke up again, and I saved you again. Now you owe me 20 billion in medical expenses."

20 billion! ! ! !

James was shocked when he heard this, and sat up directly.

"Lane! Get the fuck out of me!"

His voice was very angry.

Ryan frowned, sensing something was wrong.

He snorted coldly and said, "Patient James, do you think I, Ryan, are easy to bully?"

"You fucking owe me 20 billion!"

"Two billion, do you understand?"

"If you don't pay me back, I will defecate in your room every day from now on!"

James didn't bother to talk about Ryan's mental illness, turned his head and looked around, and found that many members of Twilight Bell were in his room.

The closest one is Tequel.

He didn't know that this person was spying on himself and Ryan, so he asked, "Tequel, how long have I been in a coma?"

Tequel said with a strange face: "Two or three days, to be precise, you have been dead for two or three days, um... Mr. James, I have to say, you should really thank Ryan, he saved you again .”

James was dumbfounded.

What's the meaning?

He died for two or three days?

Or did Ryan save himself?

I didn't seem to do anything, I just hung some water, so I died?

The others looked at James with a confused face, but in fact they were also very confused, so they could only briefly explain the matter.

"Two days ago, you suddenly lost your breath and lay dead in your room."

"We preliminarily deduce that it may be caused by the unresolved food poisoning incident. In short, you have been lying dead for two days."

"We were going to nail you to the cremation, but Ryan insisted that you could still be saved, so he used his electrotherapy method and gave you some hot water."

"Oh, he insisted on saying what kind of potion the hot water is, it's weird, but anyway, you're alive again!"

hear this.

James looked at Ryan with a complicated expression.

Ryan raised his head proudly, and said disdainfully: "Don't look at me with adoring eyes, saving you again, although it's just a small step for me, Ryan, but it's a big step for the entire medical world. It won't be long before we The Muzhong Psychiatric Hospital will become famous all over the world."

"At that time, the director will look at me differently, and my job evaluation will be stable!"

"James, don't worry, as long as I am with Ryan, you will never die in this life!"

Listen to Ryan, a mentally ill, nonsensical words.

There was a touch of emotion in James' heart.

He reached out to pat Ryan on the shoulder to show his gratitude.

But he found that his only remaining hand was unconscious.

Looking down, the entire right hand was wrapped in a bandage.

Vaguely, you can still smell the burnt smell...

James said in horror: "My hand? What happened to my hand!"

Ryan scratched his head and said, "This... electrotherapy, our psychiatric hospital doesn't have all the equipment, so I had to put your hand into the socket, and it just... lasted a little longer."

"But don't worry, your hand will definitely recover."

"Besides, as your attending physician, I have arranged everything for you. During the recovery period, I will feed you and drink water every day. Don't be embarrassed. I will definitely be responsible for you to the end."

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