Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 285: Extras

"So, the existence of this diary is to induce me, so I deliberately created an illusion that I wrote it to myself, trying to warn myself."

Du Wei made a judgment, but it also gave him a vague idea in his mind.

Something that wants to make itself do something, or exposes a way to leave, because it might want to leave too.

It is also possible that it has no way to kill itself directly, so it needs to make hints to itself, induce itself to die step by step, or achieve its certain purpose.

It looks safe, but it actually hides extremely deep malice.

"But it's okay, since you want to play, then I'll play with you and see who will show his flaws first."

Du Wei turned to the last page of the diary, took out the pen on the desk, and wrote a paragraph.

[I'm Du Wei, I already know all the secrets of this school, everything is safe now. 】

[The reason why I failed before is that I don't know enough about this school. I don't know its real secrets, and I don't know where the door is. 】

[So I plan to stay for two days for the last game. 】

[If I can't find that door within two days, destroy it or close it, then I will use that method to leave immediately. 】

As for the method, Du Wei deliberately did not write.

After doing this.

Du Wei stood up, cleared his throat, picked up the lesson plans on the table, and walked out of the office.

From the beginning to the end, he never had any contact with those "colleagues".

It fits the mentality of a person who is eager to explore the secrets of the school and plans to leave at any time...

And after he leaves.

At the same place, those colleagues suddenly froze.

The entire office was silent, eerily quiet.

Ka Ka Ka Ka...

Next second.

Everyone stiffened their necks and turned their heads to look at where Du Wei left.

At the workstation, the diary has been closed, only the signature - Du Wei can be seen.

……

Classroom A-012.

As the class bell rang, Du Wei pushed open the door and walked in.

In the classroom, there are a total of twenty-four students, most of whom are women.

Du Wei glanced at those people, and stopped for a while at the second row of windows on the left.

The teacher is located on the fifth floor of the teaching building. It is drizzling outside the window. Looking outside, the general outline of the entire school is silent in the rain.

The one sitting by the window is a girl.

Hmm...

Du Wei had seen her picture, it was Joanna, Tom's beautiful neighbor who died, to be precise, she was still studying ten years ago.

At Joanna's home in Ethel Green, Du Wei saw a photo of her and the female student ten years ago, when neither of them died.

But I was in the church in New York, and I clearly killed the evil spirit she became after death, so she shouldn't appear here again.

Or, is this really the school from ten years ago?

Du Wei suppressed his thoughts at the bottom of his heart, passing over all the students one by one.

He memorized them all.

Then, Du Wei stood on the desk, holding the lesson plan in one hand, and knocked on the blackboard with the other.

When he came, he had already read the content of the lesson plan.

It's a bit different from what he thought, the content is all about psychology.

This is absurd, because all signs indicate that this is a private high school.

These students are still in the first year of high school, studying psychology in the first year of high school...

However, it doesn't matter.

Du Wei looked at his students and said calmly: "I am Du Wei, your psychology teacher. I will teach you this class. Do you still remember which lesson I taught you last time?" Already?"

Someone replied: "Teacher, in the last class, you talked about the micro-expressions in Chapter 4 and Section 5 of Basic Psychology."

Du Wei nodded: "Very good."

He asked about the last time, not the last section.

And the content in the lesson plan just happened to be connected with the previous class.

In other words, his teacher was forcibly embedded in this school, and all the previous records were compiled by some kind of existence.

As if playing a role-playing game, Du Wei temporarily played the role of a psychological teacher.

However, he did intend to teach these students a good lesson.

Think about it.

Du Wei threw the teaching plan directly on the podium: "Students, micro-expression is an introductory course in psychology. It is a branch. Everyone will have micro-expression, which is subconscious."

"It is difficult for people who have not received relevant training or relevant experience to hide micro-expressions."

"When lying, some people habitually droop their eyelids."

"When hiding a secret, some people will behave as if nothing had happened, calmer than ever."

"So how to discover the other party's secret through micro-expressions?"

Du Wei stepped off the podium and asked a question to his students.

Someone replied proudly: "Teacher, I know, we can discover each other's secrets by summarizing each other's facial expressions and guiding them through language."

Du Wei nodded approvingly: "You're right. In fact, it's just written language. Everyone knows it can be done, but few people can do it."

"So I won't tell you any theoretical knowledge in this class, but let you experience the charm of psychology."

When he said this, his tone was a little strange.

The role-playing game sounds very interesting, but he doesn't want to follow the set script at all.

The contact with these students is the first trial.

Remind students of their ghost status.

To test the bottom line of a certain existence, whether it will endorse a lie for itself.

If he can endorse, he is ready to continue to sabotage.

Those students didn't know what their teacher was going to do, and they all looked excited. For students of this age, they like new and exciting things.

"This is so cool~IndoMTL.com~Teacher, are you going to let us practice and use micro-expressions to find other people's secrets?"

Hearing this, Du Wei smiled and said, "No, I used micro-expressions to find out your secrets."

With that said, Du Wei walked up to that student, Joanna, and started to attack her first.

Joanna was a little nervous: "Teacher, I don't have any secrets."

Du Wei looked into her eyes and said very calmly: "Everyone has a secret in their heart, but everyone wants to bury it deeper, and some people have suffered a serious trauma, subconscious Forget those secrets, but we can wake them up through psychological means.”

"The softer way is to ease the relationship between the other party and let the other party relax their vigilance."

"But I don't like this method. I like to point out the other party's contradictions more directly and simply, and stimulate the other party to respond."

"So Joanna, why didn't your girlfriend come to class today?"

"Is it because of a conflict between you?"

"You hate her so much, so you did a lot to her!"

"Then let's make a bold guess again, did you kill her?"

After the voice fell to the ground, the entire classroom fell silent.

Joanna's face was terrified, everyone stared at her, her face was gloomy...