Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"Self-cultivation for an exorcist ()"

June 23rd.

Furman Community in the morning.

A McLaren GT slowly drove in.

Du Wei was sitting in the driver's seat, and there was a large bouquet of roses on the co-pilot, with a total of 99 roses.

Yes.

He is coming to meet his girlfriend, and he has prepared a familiar gift.

Besides flowers, I really can't think of anything else to give.

The reason why he chose this time to meet his girlfriend was because Du Wei's troubles were almost resolved, and the next step was the antique clock.

That means very troublesome.

It may take a long time.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with taking time to spend time with your girlfriend.

In addition, I made an appointment with Alex before, and I want to accompany her back to the Wittbach family, and take a look at the mysterious stone tablet with my father-in-law Lawrence.

Maybe, some useful information can be obtained from it.

After that, it was almost time to go to San Portia.

...

This moment.

On the other side, the Wittbach family is located in the central area of ​​nearly a thousand kilometers south of New York, on the south bank of Lake Erie, at the mouth of the Kaigahoe River.

This family is an old big chaebol.

There used to be a very glorious history in Europe, but later left Europe for some reasons.

Today this ancient family has been hidden behind the scenes, affecting many industries.

It is an exaggeration to say that if they want to develop a new industry, they can immediately create tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of jobs.

But the fact is that the Wittbach family has been silent since Alex was born at the end of the last century, and they have earned enough money that many people can't even imagine.

Influence is spread all over all walks of life.

The influence is also so strong that it has no boundaries. The most prosperous city in the central region was established by the Wittbach family.

But this family did not appear to outsiders, but built ancient castles in the nearby mountains.

Looking around, those ancient castles are mottled and dripping, with an old-fashioned atmosphere.

But if you walk in and watch, you will find that these castles are actually very modern.

All kinds of electrical facilities are available.

The history in the eyes of outsiders, the so-called precipitation, in the eyes of the Wittbach family, is just their life.

At this time, inside the largest castle, family members are dining.

The one sitting in the first place was not Lawrence Wittbach, Du Wei's father-in-law, but an old man over seventy years old.

The old man was wearing a wig, his skin was wrinkled, and there were some age spots on his face.

But even so, the old man's eyes were not cloudy, with an inexplicable majesty.

Everyone was silent.

After eating, the old man said slowly, "Lawrence, my beloved granddaughter, when will I return to the family? I haven't seen her for a long time."

Lawrence, who was sitting next to the old man, said softly, "Father, Alex will be back in two days, and her future husband will follow."

The old man said thoughtfully, "Du Wei? Is that the hunter?"

Lawrence nodded and said, "Yes, and as far as I know, Du Wei is about to become the head of the church's tribunal, and will also become the youngest bishop in the history of the church."

The old man snorted and said, "The Wittbach family spends a lot of money on the church every year, but the only hunter is my granddaughter who hunted it down by herself."

Then, the old man frowned and asked again: "The Wittbach family needs a hunter, but that Du Wei, can he integrate into us?"

A family with an ancient heritage, not only history and money, temperament, experience, vision, etc. have been deposited...

Ordinary people really can't get into it.

Lawrence said with a smile: "My son-in-law, you will be pleasantly surprised. He is different from others. The evaluation of him within the church is a saint."

"saint?"

The old man shook his head: "There is no saint in this world,

If there is, it must be my granddaughter Alex, and the son-in-law of the Wittbach family should not be a saint. "

"I wish he was more sinister."

...

And the other side.

In Du Wei's dream, Freddy ended a night of torture.

Yes……

Ryan had been on the phone with him all night last night.

Chattering, mocking, dismissive, insulting.

It's annoying.

Freddy leaned against the wall of the dissecting room, staring blankly at the darkness ahead.

"Devil! Devil Du Wei! Why do you torture me like this? What did I do wrong?"

"Can't I be wrong? Come back, give me a good time..."

Now, it regrets its previous actions.

Obviously there is a chance of relief.

But he didn't grasp it, the devil not only blocked his way to find the devil nun to commit suicide, but also got the information he wanted from himself.

"God, Satan!"

"I beg you to let that devil use me again."

"Otherwise, I may never see him forever."

"If he doesn't show up, I can't do it even if I want to die!"

Freddy murmured a prayer.

Moreover, he still drew the cross on his chest and prayed silently.

On the ground, there is a pattern of a pentagram.

The cross represents God and the pentagram represents Satan.

But when the prayers were over, Freddy wept.

"Damn it, what shit is God, what shit is Satan, I've prayed for so long, it's useless at all, why don't you fucking believe in Ryan, if you really can't believe that devil Du Wei."

...

"Huh? I think I heard someone calling my name?"

Ryan, who was feeding James, tilted his head: "James, did you hear that?"

"I didn't hear anything, you must be hallucinating."

Sitting on the bed, James, whose hands were bandaged, was very pale.

He has had a bad day these two days.

I don't know why, I have been vomiting and diarrhea, and I am dehydrated.

But I can't eat without food.

James has not forgotten his purpose of joining the church. He is an undercover agent and must take good care of himself. Otherwise, he will be GG before he can help the church.

So, he said impatiently to Ryan: "Feed me some more, I'm not full yet."

Ryan snorted, and fed him another spoonful of soup: "Then you drink more, your right hand is recovering well now, and after another two or three days of nourishing your body, you basically don't need me to feed it."

James was a little moved: "Well... I know, although I hate you very much, I will not forget the days when you took care of me. From now on... well, I will find a way to cure you in the future."

What he meant was that after Mu Zhong returned to the church, he sent Ryan to a psychiatric hospital.

But Ryan frowned, and thought to himself: "This idiot has started fantasizing about treating me again. Damn it, Dr. Ryan is so awesome, do you need him to treat me?"

"It seems that the dose is still not large enough!"