Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 316: I need 1 point of bad luck
A few minutes later.
At the door of the vaguely outlined house.
Holding an umbrella, Du Wei glanced up, and the whole house looked very discordant, 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.
It's strange no matter how you look at it.
Du Wei stood at the door, looking at the black wooden door, hesitating for a while.
Now that he is lucky, he should not encounter any danger when he goes in, but what he wants to find is the nun.
It would make him feel very meaningless if the nun wasn't there.
But suddenly...
Behind the door, there was a sound of footsteps.
Da…
Da…
Da…
The footsteps were heavy and had 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.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of a woman praying.
She whispered behind the door, reciting words from the Bible.
Hear this.
Du Wei frowned. Besides him, there were only nuns in the dream.
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?
A nun?
Or something else?
If it is the former, the matter will come to an end.
If it's the latter...
After thinking for a while, Du Wei took out a flintlock gun from his trench coat with his right hand.
His right hand is now an evil spirit, but still sentient.
Bang...
kicked the door open.
But what surprised Du Wei was that as soon as he kicked open the door, the prayer sound disappeared.
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, the 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 had been dragged and spread to the fireplace before suddenly disappearing.
His gaze rests on the fireplace for a moment.
Several minutes passed.
try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} None of the exceptions occurred.
Du Wei just wrinkled and walked into the house.
"In my memory and cognition, there is no such ancient house 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 nailed together.
Looking 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, the whole house is in 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 picked 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.
Crunch...
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 even brown hair.
It belongs to that wolf pelt.
On the bedside, there is a thick book that has been opened.
Not a diary...
Du Wei walked to the head of the bed and looked down.
It is written in the book, Andersen's fairy tale-Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.
Combine what you saw before.
It all came to fruition.
Someone had a dream, which originated from the story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales.
But this dream does not seem to be a fairy tale.
Before Du Wei heard the sound of dragging outside the house, he could easily think that the big bad wolf ate Little Red Riding Hood and died on the second floor.
Someone cut open the big bad 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...
try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} Thus, the nightmare ends here.
"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, it just ended and it swallowed the dream, so I got nothing."
"But the thinking reverses, 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 devours 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."
As he spoke, Du Wei tossed the coin again.
"I want tails!"
It's embarrassing...
This time it is positive.
Without cheating, it is almost impossible to determine the heads and tails of a coin.
Du Wei directly took off the mask ~IndoMTL.com~ 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 could actually feel the strangeness of being entangled in bad luck.
But he felt it wasn't enough.
So Du Wei tossed the coin twice more in a row.
It's all negatives...
Boom...
Outside, a bolt of lightning streaked across the overcast sky.
The rain was pouring down.
The whole dream world has become different.
With calm eyes, Du Wei 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 were many men and women in suits and evening gowns, and everyone was singing and dancing.
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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