Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 335: In Tom’s dream

Hoo...

A gust of wind blows.

The light is dim, as if the whole city is deep in smog.

The ground is covered with dust.

There is a desolate atmosphere everywhere.

Bada...

A man holding a black umbrella and wearing a windbreaker came out of the dim mist step by step. , cold and deep eyes.

…

Du Wei stepped on the can and made a creaking sound.

He moved his legs and bowed his head slightly.

I saw a canned soda can that had been guessed flat.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, it can be vaguely seen that this place seems to be Poland.

However, some buildings and streets gave him a sense of déjà vu in New York.

The most important thing is that there is also a cafe nearby, which is exactly the same as the one near his door.

The two cities merged together in some strange way.

In front of Du Wei, it happened to be the hotel where he and Tom stayed in Poland.

"So, am I in Tom's dream, or in my dream? Or neither?"

Du Wei's voice was indescribably indifferent.

He'd heard Freddy's voice a few minutes before, when he'd caught hold of that inexplicable thing wrapped around Tom.

The whole person is pulled in here.

It is different from the last contact with the nun. The last time he entered with many items in his sleep, this time he was pulled in by the whole person.

Confusion between real and unreal dreams.

Even Du Wei didn't have time to react.

"It shouldn't be my dream..."

If it was Du Wei's dream, then there should be a nun in this dream, but he didn't feel its existence.

He looked at the hotel door in front of him, and walked over calmly with his legs open.

The entire hotel is shrouded in smog, and it is impossible to see the scene inside. It is deep, quiet, and isolated from the world.

…

Come to the door of the hotel.

Still unable to see the scene clearly.

Du Wei took out a flintlock gun from his pocket and put his foot on the glass door.

A touch.

The door was kicked open.

In an instant, colorful lights shone on Du Wei.

Accompanied by explosive music.

Behind the door is not the layout of the hotel in Du Wei's memory, but the scene in the red light district of New York City.

This is a dance floor.

There were many dancers in hot clothes standing inside, and many men were drinking with wine glasses and laughing unscrupulously.

Deafening...

This...

Du Wei was stunned. He stood at the door, neither entering nor not entering.

The entire hotel is divided by the door, forming two completely different worlds.

The outside of the hotel is desolate.

In the hotel, the lights are feasting and the scene is extremely corrupt.

The painting style is inconsistent to the extreme...

Even if Du Wei has not lifted the evil spirit now and is in a state of pure rationality and calmness, seeing this "weird" scene, he can't help but feel uncomfortable.

He stayed in the hotel for a while, and none of the girls writhing on the dance floor and the men who were drinking heavily noticed him.

Those people seem to be living in a movie, acting according to the script.

Du Wei looked at them coldly and took a step back.

The door closes automatically.

The scene outside is still desolate and dead, and there is a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere everywhere.

This is normal...

Du Wei silently opened the door again.

This time, he walked in with his whole body.

The neon lights shone on Du Wei's body, and the tip of his nose could smell alcohol and hormones.

The interior of the hotel is much bigger than he remembered, the size of a football field.

Look up.

The interior of the ten-storey hotel building is actually round. A huge spiral staircase extends upwards non-stop. Everywhere the stairs pass, there are hotel-style doors on each floor.

There are at least a thousand doors.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help frowning: "So you're here, Freddy?"

At this time...

A muffled voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "Oh! Brother, why are you here too?"

It belongs to Tom.

Du Wei turned his head and looked at Tom who was walking over with his hands on the shoulders of the two women and his arms around them.

The two women were both dressed in Vidalist attire, clearly cultists.

But...

The clothes seem to have been corseted, which perfectly outlines the beautiful body curves...

"You really surprised me..."

Du Wei said something coldly, and in the state of spiritual vision, he looked directly at the two cultists.

Not an evil spirit...

This is supposed to be Tom's dream, but it seems to be limited to hotels.

The painting style outside the hotel is completely different from here, and there is danger everywhere.

When Tom heard this, he showed a wretched smile, and he said triumphantly: "My good brother, when I first arrived here, I was as surprised as you. The red light district in Poland is much more powerful than that in New York. It is heaven on earth.”

Du Wei said calmly: "It seems that you are still safe now."

He means that Tom is not aware that he is dreaming now.

Tom froze for a moment and said, "Safe?"

The next second, he suddenly realized and patted his head: "Oh, don't worry, my safety measures are very good, absolutely nothing will happen."

Speaking, Tom moved his hands away from the two cult girls, walked up to Du Wei, smiled and said: "Good brother~IndoMTL.com~ I usually tell you to go to the red light district, but you never go, I I thought you were a gentleman, but I never thought you would like to come here secretly."

"Man..."

"Don't worry, since you are here today, I will treat you well."

Speaking of this, Tom put his shoulders on Du Wei's shoulders and waved at the two cultists with one hand: "You two come here, this is my best brother Du Wei, you two should serve him well! Did you hear that?"

No one answered.

But Tom didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He took out a pack of safety measures suits from his pocket, and pointed to the doors above the hotel interior very lewdly.

"This place is perfect. Below is the red light district, above is a hotel, and you can open a room anytime."

"Today, you can play however you want!"

Tom was completely inflated, and he even shouted at the men and women on the dance floor: "I, Tom, will pay for all the consumption in the audience today, let's get high!"

Still no one answered him, everyone was drinking and dancing.

But Tom just didn't feel that something was wrong, this was his dream, no matter what happened, he felt it was real.

Even his best brother is holding a black umbrella, carrying a flintlock gun, and wearing a mask on his face at this time, he doesn't feel anything.

Dreamers, unless they are about to wake up, it is difficult to realize that they are dreaming.

However...

The next second, Tom frowned. He noticed that Du Wei hadn't paid attention to him, and stood still with an umbrella on his own.

Tom took a deep breath: "I almost forgot, you are from the East."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and shouted: "Here are ten oriental beauties! Let my good brother choose one!"

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