Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 316: Black fairy tale
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At the door of the vaguely outlined house.
Du Wei was holding an umbrella and looked up. The whole house looked very disharmonious, a bit like a stone brick house in the middle ages, with a chimney on it.
It's just that the surface of the house is a deep black.
How strange it looks.
Du Wei stood at the door, looking at the black wooden door, hesitating for a while.
He is lucky now, so he shouldn't be in danger when he goes in, but what he wants to find is the nun.
If the nun is not inside, it will make him feel very meaningless.
Suddenly...
Behind the door, there was a sound of footsteps.
Dah...
Dah...
Dah...
The footsteps were heavy, and there was a strange sound, as if a person was dragging some heavy object.
Du Wei studied forensic medicine before, and he was able to accurately assess that the owner of the footsteps was a man.
Because in general, men weigh more than women.
Only in this way, the footsteps will appear very heavy and can be heard outside the door.
But the next second, the footsteps suddenly disappeared.
What followed was the sound of a woman praying.
She whispered behind the door, reciting words from the Bible.
Hear this.
Du Wei frowned, besides him in the dream, there were only nuns.
But this dream is a hodgepodge, a collective consciousness of dreams coming together.
Anything can happen in a dream.
What happens when you open the door?
Nun?
Or something else?
If it is the former, the matter will come to an end.
If it's the latter...
Du Wei thought for a while, and took out a flintlock gun from his trench coat with his right hand.
His right hand is now an evil spirit, but is still sentient.
Boom...
Kick the door open.
To Du Wei's surprise, as soon as he kicked open the door, the prayer sound disappeared immediately.
There is no "people" in this room at all.
There is no light in the house, the floor is a real stone floor, and there is a fireplace on the wall of the house, and the burning firewood is burning red.
But in terms of body feeling, there is no difference.
This is in a dream, temperature does not exist.
"Strange... why did it disappear?"
Du Wei said something in his heart, he stood vigilantly outside the door, watching the scene inside the house.
He noticed.
On the stone floor of the house, there were two lines of coagulated blood that were dragged and spread to the fireplace before they suddenly disappeared.
Looking at the fireplace for a moment.
A few minutes passed.
No exceptions occurred.
Du Wei just wrinkled and walked into the house.
"In my memory and cognition, there is no such ancient building, which means that this is other people's dreams. When I enter this room, I actually entered other people's dreams. .”
"But now this dream seems to be over..."
Inside the house.
Du Wei looked around. This house has two floors. The stairs are made of felled trees and nailed together.
Heads up, the ceiling is made entirely of solid wood.
Let's call this the first floor.
Du Wei didn't find any useful information on the first floor, so he put away the umbrella, inserted it into the cassette of the backpack, and climbed up.
It's only two meters away.
Du Wei climbed up to the second floor effortlessly.
He saw some tanned animal heads on the wall of the second floor, including lions, cheetahs, and wolves.
There was also a piece of dried wolf skin on the ground, but the strange thing was that there were many coagulated dark brown blood around the wolf skin.
In addition to the whole house, it is a darker tone.
This scene is very depressing to watch.
"It looks like the house where Orion lives, but before that, something strange happened in this house."
Du Wei walked up to the wolf skin and lifted it away. Under the wolf skin, there was a wrinkled and rotten hat.
Looking at the remaining traces of the hat, he whispered, "Red?"
Inexplicable...
A ridiculous idea appeared in Du Wei's mind.
He took a deep breath and walked forward along the blood on the ground.
Crackling...
The wooden floor is overwhelmed.
After a few steps, Du Wei came to a room on the second floor.
This is a very simple room, the bed is huge, but the sheets are covered with clotted blood, and there are even brown hairs.
It belongs to that wolf skin.
Beside the bed, there is a thick book that has been opened.
Not a diary...
Du Wei walked to the head of the bed and looked down.
The book says, Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale - Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.
Recombine what you saw before.
It all came to fruition.
Someone had a dream, and the dream originated from Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale.
But this dream does not seem to be a fairy tale.
Du Wei heard the dragging sound outside the house before, and he could easily think that the big bad wolf ate Little Red Riding Hood and died on the second floor.
Someone cut open the wolf's stomach, dragged the corpse of Little Red Riding Hood inside to the fireplace, and threw it in.
And that person is very likely to be from the fairy tale, Grandma Little Red Riding Hood...
With this, the nightmare is over.
"Sounds like dreaming of a black fairy tale..."
Du Wei couldn't help but sneered, and took out the coin again.
"When I entered this nightmare, the dream ended, it swallowed the dream, so I got nothing."
"But thinking in reverse, it is indeed devouring other people's dreams now, but it can't swallow my dreams, because I am not dreaming at all now, and the one in the dream is myself."
"My dream has no beginning, and there is no end."
"But this dream is a collective dream of many people. As long as I enter other people's dreams, before it swallows the dream, I can find it."
"Good luck will only save me from danger, or even avoid danger at all, so what I need is bad luck instead."
"It's better to be unlucky, the next second I will enter other people's nightmare."
Speaking, Du Wei tossed the coin again.
"I want tails!"
It's embarrassing...
This time it is positive.
Determining heads and tails of a coin is nearly impossible without cheating.
Du Wei took off his mask directly, stared at the coin expressionlessly, and tossed it again.
His luck has always been very bad.
Otherwise, it would not be possible to deal with evil spirits every day.
Sure enough.
As Du Wei wished, this time the coin was tails.
Suddenly, he had an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart, a little terrified, but it was like the kind of stepping on the air, because he didn't step on the ground and lost his sense of security.
In the absence of the black shadow of the shell, Du Wei can actually feel the strangeness of being entangled in bad luck.
But he felt it was not enough.
Thus, Du Wei tossed the coin twice more in a row.
It's all negatives...
Boom...
Outside the house, a bolt of lightning streaked across the overcast sky.
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Du Wei's eyes were calm, and he turned his head to look behind him...
Behind him, that is, the door of this house, suddenly turned into a narrow stone passage...
Just big enough for one person to pass through.
On the opposite side of the passage is an extremely luxuriously decorated place that looks like a gathering place for high society.
There are many men and women in suits and evening gowns, and everyone sings and dances.
But not a single sound came from the passage.
Looking at this scene, Du Wei said indifferently: "It seems that I have been so unlucky that the nightmare came to me on its own initiative. It is really absurd."
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