Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 220: I kill myself

The cat's eye is a very interesting thing.

It connects the inside and outside of the door, and acts as a link between spaces.

It was pitch black in the room.

Du Wei stood behind the door, staring at the cat's eyes expressionlessly. Even though his eyes were dark, he could clearly feel that there must be something standing outside the door.

At that moment, one eye was close to the cat's eye, looking into the room.

He can be sure that the owner of that eye definitely saw him.

But in the state of spirit vision, there is no abnormality outside the door.

A human or a ghost?

There are no other guests in the entire hotel except myself, but if you really want to talk about people, there is only Mrs. Mary Shaw.

Du Wei thought for a while, slowly opened the windbreaker, and slowly put the sharp knife in, the whole process was careful, without making any movement.

However, there was a sudden sound outside the door, "click..."

It seems that the person outside the door is trying to turn the doorknob to get in.

But the door is basically one-way. Without a key, it is impossible for outsiders to open the door and come in.

In the dark.

Du Wei suddenly grinned, showing a cold smile, but no one could see it without the light.

He rarely smiles...

The next second.

Du Wei put his hand on the doorknob, took out the pistol with the other hand, and took the safety off by the way.

Wow...

The door swung open.

It is just a moment.

Du Wei's pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing became short of breath.

Outside the door.

The other man was wearing a windbreaker, with an indifferent face, holding a sharp knife, and his eyes were full of indescribable strangeness and shock.

"Who are you?"

It was him standing outside the door who spoke.

Even in the dark, at such a close distance, you can vaguely see the opponent's appearance.

Inside and outside the door, like a mirror, two Du Wei appeared.

And the black umbrella and sharp knife in the opponent's hand are just like Du Wei's a few minutes ago.

"What do you think?"

Standing inside the door, Du Wei showed a cold smile, while speaking, he directly pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Boom...

A shot was fired.

The fire flashed, making the corridor bright for an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Du Wei smelled a faint smell of blood.

Standing outside the door, he was shot in the heart and fell directly into a pool of blood. The bullet sank into the opposite wall, causing a large amount of blood to splatter.

Subsequent.

Du Wei walked out of the room, stepped on his own head which was lying in a pool of blood, his gaze was very cold.

He feels very delicate now, shooting another self with his own hands is absurd and weird.

The whole thing is full of an absurd and treacherous atmosphere.

Combined with the death scene he just saw, the smile on the corner of Du Wei's mouth became more ironic.

His spiritual vision, because of the antique clock, can see his own death picture, but sometimes he can see other people's.

On the ground.

The body was completely motionless.

There is a dead silence all around, the quiet is scary.

Some terrifying changes seemed to have begun to take place in the darkness, and the inexplicable sense of depression gradually became stronger.

Sight is invisible, but when someone stares at you, there will be an instinctive warning.

At this moment.

Du Wei felt that there were many dead silent sights gathered on him in the darkness.

And followed the trajectory and looked over, but saw nothing.

It is the same even in the state of spiritual vision.

This ability, which is the best and most intuitive to face evil spirits, seems to have lost its proper ability when facing the evil spirit incident in Yade City.

Du Wei thought for a while, but he didn't care about those sights, but lowered his head and looked at the corpse on the ground quietly.

He is counting the time.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Time passed little by little.

The corpses on the ground began to rot rapidly, as if time was passing quickly on Du Wei's "corpse".

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help shaking his head, and he said in a cold tone: "I went to the door next to the left to look inside five minutes ago, but I didn't see anything. The room on the right came to my door and was shot by me, and it looked like a space-time disorder."

"But eyes and ears are deceiving."

It's over.

Du Wei stepped on the head of the corpse with a little force, and there was a bang, as if a watermelon had been trampled.

But the strange thing is that it is empty inside, and nothing turbid appears.

The skin gradually festered, and a lot of foul-smelling liquid was reflected on the ground, which soon turned into a skeleton wearing clothes.

"It's just a fake, but this thing seems to be imitating me?"

"Or maybe the evil spirit created another me?"

Du Wei said with a blank face, then turned his head and walked to the next door on the left.

He didn't go in before, but now he plans to go in and see what's going on.

If there is no accident, there should be another "self" in the next room.

There is a vague idea in his mind now.

That is, when the abnormality appeared for the first time, in the two rooms on the left and right, something began to imitate itself, and appeared in its own appearance.

Although Du Wei is temporarily unclear why the evil spirit treats him in such a near-prank way instead of killing him head-on, he does not intend to continue the prank.

Think about it.

Du Wei held his breath and looked indifferently at the door.

In the darkness, his figure was motionless, like a killer hiding in the dark, quietly waiting for the target to appear.

It took a while.

Eep... a sound.

There was the sound of turning the doorknob.

However, Du Wei pointed his pistol at the cat's eye and buckled it without hesitation.

Boom...

Gunshots rang out.

Du Wei kicked the door open~IndoMTL.com~ Immediately afterwards, inside the house, the lights turned on.

He immediately saw that another person dressed exactly like himself fell to the ground, with a bullet hole in his head, and muddy blood flowed all over the floor.

"It's ridiculous, my vigilance is not that low."

Du Wei's eyes became colder and colder, he turned his head back to his room without hesitation, and never looked at the corpse lying on the ground again.

And after he leaves.

In the room, the lights next door suddenly went out.

A wrinkled face flashed past, which looked exactly like the owner of the hotel, Mrs. Mary Shaw.

At the same time.

The roaring lightning outside the hotel kept appearing, extending densely like spider webs, making the gloomy sky much brighter.

The torrential rain is getting heavier.

Some rustling noises were covered by the sound of rain, and footsteps could be heard throughout the hotel and in every room.

Da da da...

After that, there was a babbling sound of opening the door.

A man in a windbreaker came out of the room holding a sharp knife.

But the frightening thing is that his or its facial features look very vague, and they haven't completely condensed into shape.

Looking at the figure and clothes, there is almost no difference between it and Du Wei.

Since it came out, the doors of other rooms have also opened one after another.

And at this time.

But Du Wei put his bag on his back unhurriedly, untied the big red balloon from the head of the bed, and tied it around his wrist.

Suddenly.

He froze, and turned his head to look at the door expressionlessly.

A man wearing a windbreaker, with blurred facial features like a painting, stood at the door with a sharp knife in his hand.

Like a one-to-one high imitation doll.