Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 247: If Sombra Could Talk

13 is a very taboo number in the West, whether it is a date or a simple number, it is criticized by people.

The Vanity Sect mentioned by Father Tony is based on 13 people, and everyone is wearing a mask, which is weird no matter how you look at it.

This sect seems to be in opposition to the church.

It seems to be hiding in the dark, observing the world as a bystander.

But it is clear that the Vanity Cults have their own goals.

Du Wei couldn't help thinking in his heart: vanity is a kind of desire, knowledge, identity, status, money, to maintain psychological self-esteem in a false way, so as to be satisfied.

A mask is a rigid, false self.

The longer you wear the mask of vanity, the more you will become dependent on it, and once you take it off, it will hurt your muscles and bones.

The people of the Vanity Cult are characterized by masks...

As for myself, I have exactly two masks, one with only eyes, and one without facial features.

"Will there be a connection?"

Du Wei asked himself silently in his heart.

And Tom on the side showed a very strange smile at this time.

Even, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing this, Du Wei and Father Tony couldn't help but ask, "What are you laughing at?"

Tom hehe said: "When I was on duty in the Orolan District last time, the girls in the red light district over there liked to wear masks to perform."

"People from this vanity sect also like to wear masks, tsk tsk, it sounds very confusing..."

Hearing this, Du Wei looked at Tom blankly.

But Father Tony was dumbfounded: "Officer Tom, you know a lot."

Tom said proudly: "Don't worry, I will definitely take you to see and see if I have a chance in the future."

Du Wei was speechless: "You'd better go by yourself."

He didn't want to continue the subject of the Vanity Sect.

After all, since the church is unwilling to investigate, it means that the Vanity Sect will cause a lot of trouble.

I don't have the motivation to contact them, so it's better to meddle less.

……

8 o'clock in the evening.

Du Wei drove back to the psychological counseling clinic.

Under the night.

The entire clinic was shrouded in darkness, revealing a faintly gloomy atmosphere, which made people want to avoid it involuntarily.

Seeing this, Du Wei frowned. He was carrying a bag and a black umbrella in his left hand.

"It seems that none of you are running around."

To be precise, it was the black shadow and the antique clock that didn't run around. As for Annabelle, since she lost the last bet, she couldn't voluntarily leave the mounting cabinet.

Think about it.

Du Wei reached out from his pocket and took out the original mask. As long as he puts on this mask, he can temporarily use some of the abilities of the evil spirit Du Wei.

Of course it is a weakened version...

However, it should be enough to deal with Sombra.

Yah...

The door is pushed open.

It was pitch black in the room.

Because it has been raining in New York for the past few days, the indoor air is relatively turbid, and the temperature has dropped a lot relatively.

So instead of closing the door, he intended to breathe.

Hoo...

A gust of wind blew by, and it was a little cold.

In the state of spiritual vision, Du Wei glanced around blankly, and finally stopped at the stairs.

There, a pair of bloodshot eyes were silently staring at him in the darkness.

Malicious...

On the wall, the antique clock is still the same as before, without any changes, but inexplicably, it feels a lot more depressed.

Hanging in the framing cabinet next to it, the Annabelle doll slowly turned her head and fixed her head still.

Du Wei didn't seem to have heard of it. After he pressed the light switch, he walked to the sofa as if nothing had happened, and put his backpack on the coffee table.

Unzip the zipper.

A red balloon came into view, red dazzling, as if covered with a layer of blood.

Inside the balloon, there is a faint silhouette of a clown.

But it's like a leak, the whole balloon is one size smaller than before.

"I don't know when you will be able to return to the original state."

After Du Wei said a few words, he stretched out his right hand and took it out.

The moment the balloon is exposed to the air...

Bang!

The door of the psychological counseling clinic was shut heavily, and the extremely depressive cold atmosphere spread directly, and the shadows in those corners also spread wildly like living creatures.

A dark figure appeared behind the sofa.

The bloodshot eyes stared at Du Wei. It seemed that it thought this was an opportunity, so it stretched out its hand and grabbed Du Wei's head.

According to Sombra's killing habits, as long as it grabs the head, it will screw it off.

It can be sudden.

A hand grabbed Sombra violently.

Du Wei turned his head and slowly put on his mask, a creepy aura emerged quietly.

There are many cracks on the surface of the mask, but it feels very solid, and it is not as likely to break at any time as before.

In the eyes of the mask, the dark pupils are cold and sharp, without any emotional fluctuations.

He stood up gracefully, looked down at the black shadow, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Do you know? The masked evil spirit I made was killed by another me."

"The clown card representing the game has also been assimilated by another me."

"I lost two hole cards."

"So I'm going to make another masked evil spirit now."

"I think, you are very suitable."

His voice was indifferent. He didn't feel like a human at all, but more like Du Wei, the evil spirit.

The memory synchronization and wearing a mask borrowed the ability of the evil spirit Du Wei, and he was more or less affected.

Of course, the influence is mutual, and the evil spirit Du Wei cannot avoid it.

And the black shadow seemed to be frightened by Du Wei's words, its eyes were bloodshot, and it trembled to break free.

But it doesn't work at all.

The evil spirit's right hand firmly grasped it, even though the resistance was very strong ~IndoMTL.com~ but it still held tightly.

Next second.

With a wave of Du Wei's left hand, another mask without facial features floated in the air strangely, and he grabbed it.

Beside, a sharp knife also quietly emerged.

"Let me change your face."

The voice just fell.

The black shadow seemed to feel the approach of death. Its body made of only shadows immediately fell like dissolved water.

Du Wei squinted his eyes, and an inexplicable fluctuation flickered.

The black shadow was directly frozen.

At this moment, its entire body had already dissolved, most of it slipped to the ground and merged into the shadows, and some of it was held tightly by Du Wei, unable to escape.

This is one of the abilities of Du Wei, the evil spirit. Both people and ghosts will be immobilized.

The shadow trembled.

Du Wei held another mask and slowly covered its face.

As long as he successfully puts a mask on the black shadow, Du Wei can cut off its face and put it back into a blank mask.

And the newly created masked evil spirit will definitely be stronger.

The most important thing is that it will not be obliterated by the evil spirit Du Wei with a look.

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