Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

This string of phone numbers.

Although it was unfamiliar, after Du Wei glanced at it, he remembered what was going on.

When he first used the clown card to enter the dream and faced the demon nun, Ryan called him.

Also since then.

The connection between Du Wei and Ryan was restored.

Although, the two can only communicate on the phone in their dreams.

And this string of numbers has remained in Du Wei's mobile phone call records.

only.

He tried calling in reality.

But the one who got through the phone seemed to be an evil spirit.

That was a long time ago.

At that time, Du Wei was extremely short of evil spirits, or tool people.

He even told the other party the address of his home on the phone, but until the psychological counseling clinic was destroyed and he moved, the existence of the suspected evil spirit did not come to the door.

Later, as more and more reliable evil spirits surrounded Du Wei, he gradually forgot about that existence.

But now the phone rang again.

Moreover, the other party took the initiative to call him.

Brand, who was walking among the ruins, also heard the ringing of his mobile phone. He turned around and asked, "Your Excellency, your mobile phone seems to be ringing..."

See Du Wei holding the phone indifferently.

Brand couldn't help being very puzzled, and he said again: "Don't worry, I won't eavesdrop on the conversation between you and your friend, I can do it."

As he spoke, he pointed to his ear.

Immediately, the voices around him fell silent.

All sounds seemed to be avoided.

Du Wei thought for a while and pressed the answer button.

over the phone.

Immediately there was a strange sound.

It seems that someone is gasping for breath: "Hoo hoo... hoo hoo..."

This scene seems familiar.

Du Wei said indifferently, "What do you want to do?"

On the other end of the phone: "Hey hey...hey..."

The other party was sneering sullenly, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

Moreover, there is an indescribable depression, which makes people sound instinctively uncomfortable.

Du Wei said coldly: "This is the first time you have called me on your own initiative. Do you want to kill me?"

The other party was still panting.

Du Wei frowned and said, "I'm in the ruins of the Hill Psychiatric Hospital. If you want to come and kill me, you'd better come now, because I will leave soon."

Seriously.

As long as the evil spirit locks on the target, it can appear regardless of space and distance.

In other words, it is really possible to run along the signal of the mobile phone.

Just like Sombra killed the cultists of Vaderism.

only.

The voice on the other end of the phone was very strange, it seemed to be suppressing something, the voice was messy, and there was a sharp and piercing hum, as if the signal was being interfered.

Seeing this, Du Wei had no choice but to hang up.

If the opponent comes over, just deal with it, or close the door in Sombra's body, whether it's a sacrifice to the golden balance, and activate the ability.

Or as a disposable item, it can find a home for the other party.

But since there is no intention of coming over.

Du Wei didn't want to waste any more time.

But at this moment.

On the other end of the phone, there was a voice that moved even Du Wei.

It was a man's voice.

Low, but exactly the same texture as Ryan's voice.

It's just that the tone of voice is not so arrogant and absurd.

The other party said: "What a coincidence, I'm also at the Hill Mental Hospital. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Director Du Wei, the person next to you is Brand of the Vanity Sect. If you want to kill me, then come..."噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八⑴zщ.còм/

beep……

The blind tone that was hung up.

Du Wei gripped the phone tightly.

His demeanor became even colder.

The shadow behind him was restless, as if he could feel its master's mood.

The envelope in his pocket was shaking too.

"Oh it's you……"

Du Wei's voice was very cold. He stuffed the phone into his pocket, and when he stretched it out again, he stroked the mask on his face.

Yes.

He's in a bad mood right now.

He always believed that Ryan Hamel was dead, and only the loyal subordinate Ryan who had full trust in himself and suffered in Twilight Bell Church was alive.

in this world.

Strictly speaking, the only person Du Wei owes is Ryan.

His attitude towards Ryan is different from others.

But now, Du Wei heard Ryan Hamel's voice.

It made him feel bad.

Because that means, Lane may just be a tool, and once Lane Hamel is resurrected, Lane's consciousness will be completely erased.

There will never be that person calling himself in a dream again.

Baron Ryan, who clamored for promotion and salary increase every day.

Du Wei couldn't accept it.

Moreover, this scene is very similar to what happened to Alex...

he told himself so.

"I want to calm down, the matter hasn't reached that level yet, it's just a phone call."

"I want to determine whether it is Ryan Hamel, and whether its relationship with Ryan is what I think it is."

"If it's not, then think about it elsewhere, if it is, then kill it."

"I can't bear that Ryan suffered so much for me in the Twilight Bell Church, but turned out to be just making wedding dresses for others."

Make a decision in your heart.

Du Wei walked towards Brand with firm steps.

The sense of silence around the latter disappeared immediately.

"Your Excellency, are you finished?"

Du Wei said indifferently: "Yes, now let's go to the cemetery and find it out." First post www.(x81zw) m./x81zw/

Brand said respectfully, "As you wish, Your Excellency."

He didn't know what happened though.

But he could feel the sudden change in the attitude of the man in front of him.

This made him feel stressed.

On the back of Du Wei's hand, the pattern of the pointer flickers, turning into a pointer for a while, and a balance for a while, but no matter how it changes, the pattern of the mask is so blurred.

Up to now, the evil spirit Du Wei still hasn't finished assimilating that demon god.

But he could feel that day was coming soon.

...

Outside the ruins of the Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

It's been a long time.

A figure of a man wearing a robe and a mask slowly walked over.

It was Gascoigne.

He raised his head and looked inside: "Is this right? Brand, you really did your best for him. You wasted more than 20 years of your life just to help him determine the position of the mask."

"It's really humble enough."

"But it's okay, since I'm here, I'll wake you up completely. I want you to know that this is no longer his era."

"He's just a poor guy who has been eliminated by the times."

"We are the ones who will control this era."

While speaking, Gascoigne walked over.

But just as he stepped into the ruins of the Hill Psychiatric Hospital, his body suddenly shook.

The eerie piano sound tinkled.

"Piano piece……"

"Lian Hamel?"

"No...you are dead, definitely not you, who is it? Who is playing the piece he composed, and which piece..."