Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 300: Pink eye

"Hello, my friend is missing, have you seen my friend?"

At the door of Rowling's house, the man wearing a mask who couldn't see his face and facial features spoke anxiously.

He stood in the rain, holding a black umbrella, looking very decadent.

But this made Rowling's anger go out all of a sudden.

It wasn't that she had good intentions, but that Vader had just killed an innocent homeless man on the front foot, and someone came to the door on the back foot, and took a missing person notice.

The time Rowling joined Vader Cult was in the last few days, and her psychological quality has not yet reached the level of insensitivity.

So, she panicked a little.

"I haven't seen your friend, please ask someone else."

Rowling's tone was a bit harsh, and she waved her hand at the man impatiently.

The man did not give up, and said in a pleading tone: "Please read the missing person notice carefully. My friend has been missing for a long time, and I have been looking for him."

Rowling scolded and said, "I've already seen it. The black and white photo of your friend is very blurry. I can't tell who it is, and I'm not interested in helping you."

As she spoke, she glanced at the missing person notice.

The photo printed on the paper is very blurry, only a black shadow and a pair of dead eyes can be seen.

This made Rowling's expression very ugly. She thought of the homeless man who was sacrificed on the second floor, and his eyes seemed somewhat similar, giving people a very bad feeling.

The man seemed to give up asking, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sorry to bother you, I'm leaving now."

Watching the other party leave, Rowling looked around to make sure no one was disturbing her, and then closed the door heavily.

…

In the rain.

The turbid rainwater gathered on the ground and poured into the sewer, forming a small vortex.

Dah...

Du Wei lit the missing person notice with a lighter, and after seeing that only one corner of it was burning, he threw it into the water.

"Calculating the time, the police in New York should also be on duty."

His voice was a little strange. Before he dressed up like this, he called the New York City police to report someone illegally gathering, and said vaguely that he suspected that the other party might be a cult member.

According to the current form, it is impossible for the New York City Police to ignore it.

The next thing he has to do is to wait...

For one thing, it takes time from the beginning to the brewing and explosion.

But his report call will push the time of the outbreak.

…

On the other side, when Rowling returned to the second floor of the house.

All the cultists turned their heads to look at her, and Bishop Fiona asked in a cold tone, "Who is that outside?"

Rowling hurriedly replied: "It's a stranger. One of his friends disappeared, and he went door to door looking for someone with missing person notices."

Hearing this, Fiona's expression suddenly became cloudy.

She turned her head and glanced at the corpse on the ground. At this time, the whole corpse had undergone some strange changes, it was thinner than before, as if it was dehydrated.

"We just sacrificed a homeless man, and someone came to the door looking for someone. Although it is a missing person notice, it always feels very wrong."

Fiona turned and stared at Rowling: "You didn't say something you shouldn't say, did you?"

Rowling was startled, and tremblingly said: "My lord, I didn't say anything, I just sent him away."

As she spoke, the rest of the cultists quietly surrounded her.

In the line of sight, there is a sense of scrutiny and vigilance.

Rowling's complexion changed, and she felt a little regretful about joining the Vader Cult. She knew very well how terrifying this cult organization was.

Once aroused their dissatisfaction, it is very likely that they will be killed and sacrificed to the Vaders.

Therefore, she hurriedly explained: "Please believe me, I really didn't say anything, and I tricked that homeless man to come here. It is impossible for me to betray the Vader religion."

Fiona took a deep look at her and said: "You don't have to be afraid, the followers of Vida Cult are reliable, I have no doubts about you, it's just that this is an extraordinary time, you should know."

"Thank you for your trust."

Rowling breathed a sigh of relief, she knew she was fine.

At this time, Fiona showed a kind smile, and her tone softened: "Praise Vader, you are a devout believer, Vader's will is your will, all of us are A whole."

She felt that she should show some kindness to this newcomer to Vaderism.

So, Fiona said again with concern: "Your eyes are a little red, are you scared by me?"

Rowling wanted to nod, but quickly shook her head and said, "It should be because she hasn't rested recently."

There is no woman who does not care about how she looks and how she looks, even if she may not be that outstanding.

Rowling was naturally not immune, so she wanted to go to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

But not yet.

A cultist in the room suddenly said in a gloomy tone: "Look out the window, the police are coming."

Fiona's complexion suddenly darkened, she pulled away the person who was speaking, moved to the window, and looked out.

Through the window.

She saw four police cars stopped at the entrance of the community, and many policemen in uniforms and holding pistols came down from them.

"Damn! Rowling, are you sure that man is just looking for someone?"

Fiona turned her head, looked at Rowling angrily, and slapped her directly.

Rowling staggered back from being whipped, covered her face and said, "Master... my lord bishop, that person is really just looking for someone."

Fiona smiled angrily: "It's such a coincidence, he must be from the police, don't let me see him, or I will cut off his skin piece by piece!"

"Follow me, we have to leave here immediately, and notify others by the way, we are exposed."

Fiona was furious. This time they came to New York to kill a psychiatrist named Du Wei. It is said that this man has now become the deputy referee of the church.

But before he started to do it, the people he led were already exposed.

This will have a great impact on your status.

Fiona walked away quickly, her cold eyes flicked over Rowling, and said to the others: "Leave her..."

Rowling's complexion changed drastically, and she pleaded in horror: "No... you can't do this... woo..."

Before she finished speaking, a cult member covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Rowling could only feel that the mouth and nasal cavity ~IndoMTL.com~ inhaled a strange smell involuntarily, her head instantly became groggy, and her limbs were weak and limp on the ground.

She watched those cultists leave without looking back, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

The homeless man who died in the room was cheated by her herself, and it is absolutely impossible for the police to let her go when they arrive.

According to the criminal law, at least 20 years in prison.

Rowling's muscles were weak, her face was crooked, her mouth was spitting out, and she said vaguely: "Just wait... I will definitely make you pay the price."

But the next second, she heard a strange sound.

Crack...

In the room, the hand of the corpse of the homeless man suddenly lifted up and slapped the ground heavily.

Afterwards, it raised its head, and its blood-red and vicious eyes stared at Rowling, who was about to fall into a coma...

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