Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 314: Daydreaming

The latest website: June 12, around 5 pm.

After Du Wei said goodbye to Tom and Father Tony, he returned to the psychological counseling clinic.

He didn't have many things to do these two days, and he left the selection of the appropriate evil spirit mark after his father-in-law Lawrence delivered the antique.

In the past two days, he wanted to take a vacation for himself, so as not to be exhausted and tense for a long time.

Well...

At least relax during the day, and then contact the evil spirits at night.

After all, according to his plan, after a while, he will basically start to solve the problem of the curse, so as not to intensify the curse and cause more trouble.

But before that, Du Wei was going to test the curse and explore what his own dream was all about.

Only in this way can we know exactly how long it will take for the nun to jump from dream to reality.

You have to give yourself a chance to breathe...

…

In the bedroom on the second floor of the clinic.

Du Wei was wearing a light yellow windbreaker, looking at the bright sun outside the window, his slightly gloomy temperament was swept away.

The body feels very comfortable.

Everyone has dreams. Currently known reasons for dream formation are divided into two aspects: physical and psychological. However, even in the known aspects, no one can explain the mechanism and principle of dream formation.

Everything in the dream is based on human memory and cognition, including information elements such as the five senses.

When a person has strong fantasies, in some cases it is possible to dream about desired objects in a dream.

Unreal, but real.

"But in the dream, I can't move except for my evil right hand..."

Looking at the sun outside the window, Du Wei began to think.

He has never forgotten the situation he experienced in the dream before.

Once he has a dream, he is likely to fall into a very troublesome situation. He can only persist until the dream is over before he can open his eyes and see the nun.

Dream and reality are basically opposite to Du Wei.

In reality, if he becomes an evil spirit, his right hand will be unconscious, like a corpse.

But in the dream, his right hand could regain consciousness, and the boundary between people and evil spirits was very blurred—except that the body could not move.

"I can't be as passive as I used to be. At least I have to be able to do something in my dream. Otherwise, simply contacting nuns directly is not very meaningful."

Du Wei said softly, turned his head to look at the backpack on the bedside and the oil painting hanging above, hesitated for a moment, drew the curtains and walked slowly over.

"I can use the clown card to make a wish. The current black shadow should be able to last for a while. It's not a big problem to make three or four wishes."

"Also, if only evil spirits can move freely in dreams, I can put on a mask and a shadow shell..."

As Du Wei spoke, he organized his thoughts.

He took out the mask from his backpack and put it on his face, the light in the room immediately dimmed.

The black shadow came out from the darkness in the corner, its outline was much clearer than before, like a colored line draft, the black is deep...

As soon as it appeared, it was the malicious gaze that Du Wei was familiar with, without any concealment.

Even though it has become a masked evil spirit and is classified as safe and harmless, it still has not given up the idea of ​​killing Du Wei.

Stubborn and rigid.

The next second, Sombra and Du Wei overlapped.

In the state of spiritual vision, he saw that his body was covered with a gray layer, and a raging malice also appeared in his mind.

It is much more terrifying and intense than before.

But Du Wei completely ignored it, he was used to it.

Drawing out the clown card from his pocket, Du Wei said softly: "When I enter the dream, I will be free, and my items in reality will also be brought to my dream."

It's over.

The masked him on the clown card, the other leg has also started to rot, and there is not even a bone left.

But the strange thing is that he didn't fall, but was suspended in the air in the form of losing his legs.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help saying: "Two legs, two hands, then the torso, and finally the head. When I completely disappear on the card, is it time for you to explode?"

This you refers to the evil spirit in the joker card.

Although Du Wei was asking, his tone was very firm.

It seems that it can only be used once to make the shadow stronger against the assimilation of evil spirits.

Next time, it will come out of the card and kill Du Wei.

But for Du Wei, this is meaningless, because at that time, there must be a lot of evil spirits marked by him, and he can kill this evil spirit no matter what.

What he needs has always been the ability to make wishes, not to solve the evil spirit itself.

"It's time to sleep."

Du Wei's tone was calm, and then he lay on the bed and covered himself with a quilt.

The current time is 5:10 pm.

The sun is high in the sky, with no sign of setting.

Du Wei slowly closed his eyes, he knew that this would be a daydream.

…

At the same time.

Some strange things have also happened in various neighborhoods and places in New York.

Someone was working in the company, but he suddenly closed his eyes and lay down on the desk at the workstation.

Some people were praying at home, but when they closed their eyes, they fell asleep directly.

The nightmare is beginning.

…

Dida...

Tick tock...

I heard the sound of water dripping to the ground. It seemed that the faucet in the bathroom was not closed tightly, or that the vegetable sink in the kitchen was leaking.

The nose penetrates the mask, and the air breathed is slightly moist.

What you can feel under your body is the soft bed sheet.

"Hoo..."

Du Wei suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

At this time, the scene in his eyes was very strange. The location was his home, but the colors seen in his eyes were much less.

It is a bit similar to the visual experience seen for the first time when a color TV was just developed in the last century.

Very dark...

It is still the bedroom, but everything around it is completely different.

The walls are cracked, large cracks spread like spider webs, dust is everywhere, and even the windows are in disrepair, hanging outside with only one screw fixed, and may fall down at any time.

There are even some dark brown blood clots clotted together on the ground.

Du Wei looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar bedroom expressionlessly, and sat up from the bed as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Beside the bed, there is his backpack.

But the oil painting ~IndoMTL.com~ did not appear in the dream.

Du Wei frowned, picked up the backpack casually, checked the contents, and carried it on his back.

Things are slightly different from what he thought. After entering the dream, logically speaking, he should see the nun.

But it doesn't.

"Let me see, where are you?"

Du Wei touched the mask on his face and walked out of the bedroom.

Let's go downstairs.

A strange color flashed in his eyes.

The framing cabinet was hanging on the wall of the living room. Annabelle trembled slightly in it, as if she was afraid of something.

Beside it, where the antique clock belongs, is empty.

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