Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 422: Stay true to yourself

"The Exorcist's self-cultivation ()"

Not-self is a philosophical false proposition.

Just like the ship of Theseus mentioned in the dialogue between the evil spirit Du Wei and Du Wei.

A wooden boat sails on the sea, constantly changing parts.

After several years, the entire ship has been replaced, from the deck to the mast.

So, take this as a premise.

Using the replaced parts to reassemble a ship, is this ship still the original one?

If yes, what is the current ship?

Thinking from a philosophical point of view, there is no way to give an accurate answer.

Du Wei will not deny the existence of the evil spirit Du Wei.

Because he knew that Du Wei, the evil spirit, was indeed his past self in a sense.

But he will not deny himself either.

So.

In this dissecting room.

Looking at the evil spirit himself, Du Wei said slowly: "A person's life is like a rushing river, from birth to death, from beginning to end."

"In this process, emotion, life, decision, price."

"All kinds of things are like waves in the river, appearing constantly, or it may be a stone, a grain of sand, sinking to the bottom of the river."

"I can't deny my past, but I won't deny my present, or even my future."

"I admit that I am becoming not me, so I take it, so I accept it."

"Change is normal, but the constant is the self."

"If one day I become another existence, then that existence must not be me."

The voice fell to the ground.

Du Wei pointed to his head, the coldness and firmness in his eyes never wavered.

"In order to kill you, I made a lot of plans. Overtly and secretly, we have fought countless times."

"So I often think, if I were you, what are my chances of winning."

"Eventually I came to the conclusion that infinity approaches zero."

"But I don't like that result, because I have a lover, a friend, and even a mentally ill subordinate. I have concerns, even though my loss of humanity is getting worse."

"I'm almost unable to experience the so-called love, the so-called friendship..."

"I can only tell myself rationally that I am concerned, and I cannot die in your hands."

Hear this.

The evil spirit Du Wei clenched his right hand tightly, and the entire clown card was inserted into the flesh and blood.

Behind it.

There are three wounds, two of which are knife wounds, and one is like a **** hole pulled out by sharp claws-done by evil spirits.

The black windbreaker has been infected with blood.

The body controlled by the evil spirit Du Wei is almost dying, and the trauma to his lungs makes him cough up blood non-stop.

Looking at the other self, it insisted on walking over.

"So... your plan is... to die with me?"

The evil spirit Du Wei couldn't understand.

"This is not what you should be doing."

"The so-called human nature will only make you weak!"

"Suicide is the greatest cowardice, have you forgotten everything you did to kill that **** beast?"

The evil spirit Du Wei refers to the past revenge.

"You make me so angry! How can you be me!!"

It spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed at its other self, the blood from the corner of its eye streaked across its cheek.

It hates itself.

It sticks to everything it used to be, and sticks to the name Du Wei.

But Du Wei said slowly: "I haven't forgotten, my plan is to let those evil spirits, buses, horror houses, and even the school all face you, and I enter here myself, if I When I can last until you die in the hands of those ghosts, I will leave and take back my body."

"But the plan always fails to keep up with the changes."

"I've imagined you scary enough, but I didn't expect to underestimate you."

"It should be said that it is worthy of being another me?"

"So, I have no choice but to change the way and prepare to die with you."

"I hate this world, but I can always do something for those people, only reason tells me."

"Even if I hand over my body to you, your essence will make you choose to kill Alex, Tom and others."

It doesn't sound like what Du Wei would say.

The evil spirit made him gradually lose his humanity, coupled with his indifferent personality, otherwise he wouldn't be here now, there are only three friends, Tom, Father Tony, and Ryan.

It can actually be.

Du Wei is a person...

Everyone has weaknesses.

He used to be dismissive, but other than that, he was nothing.

The evil spirit Du Wei is even more pathetic.

As long as it doesn't really regain its body, as long as it is still the evil spirit Du Wei, it can only live in the past forever.

At this time.

Du Wei suddenly took out his mobile phone and looked at the first name in the address book - Alex, and then down, it was Tom, Father Tony, Srivika, Jon, Mrs. Senna, and those Look for patients who have done psychological counseling.

Even the string of phone numbers that did not exist in reality was noted by him as Ryan.

But that's all there is to it.

Because what is here is his consciousness, the phone only exists in his dream...

Du Wei silently stuffed his phone into his pocket and touched his face.

He tried to make some expressions.

I tried it, but gave up in vain.

"I can't find a way to kill you, so I can only die with you."

"It's time to end..."

Du Wei's voice was still indifferent. He looked at the evil spirit himself and his dying body, and slowly closed his eyes.

Hoo...

The light in the dissection room disappeared instantly.

Everything is plunged into darkness.

The devil nun who was stuck outside the door walked in.

…

This moment.

Late at night, in the red light district of New York.

Tom and Father Tony hooked up shoulder to shoulder. The two drank whiskey and stared wretchedly at the graceful girl writhing on the dance floor.

"Hey, this is the life a man should live! It's a pity that Mr. Du Wei doesn't want to come, otherwise, it would be really cool for the three of us to form a team!"

"No way, my good brother is so decent, I thought he was faking at first, but I didn't expect him to be real, fuck! I will bring him in sooner or later, let him experience the bliss of the world."

…

The other side.

Furman Community.

Alex was wearing a large sweater, browsing the pictures on the web with great interest. Her hair had been dyed back to silver, making her look sharper.

Look carefully, those webpage pictures are all interior decoration concept drawings~IndoMTL.com~ She has already bought the villa, and is waiting for her boyfriend to come back from the church school to design a new home decoration plan for the two of them.

This is a convention.

…

Switzerland.

Inside the Evening Bell Church.

Ryan was wearing a white coat and a stethoscope he didn't know where to get, listening carefully to James who was lying on the bed and had already lost his breath.

Standing beside them are members of the Twilight Bell Church.

They all bowed their heads in silence to James' body.

But Ryan tilted his head and said, "I think he can still be saved."

…

At a counseling clinic.

Antique clocks are hung on the wall, and the hands keep turning, getting faster and faster.

In the framed cabinet next to it is Annabelle, who has returned and is banging on the glass cabinet door frantically.

Suddenly...

There is a click.

The pointer freezes.

Then, the hour hand, minute hand, and second hand separated from the overlapping state, pointing to 12 o'clock, 3 o'clock, and 9 o'clock respectively.

A strange fluctuation appeared in the living room.

In the blink of an eye, the entire psychological counseling clinic seemed to come alive, possessing a certain will.

The black mist instantly filled every corner, and the framing cabinet was submerged in it.

A pale arm stretched out from the antique clock, and on the back of the hand was a pointer-shaped black pattern exactly like Du Wei's.

But it seems that certain conditions have not been met, and this arm can only retract helplessly.

Then, all the visions disappeared.

The hands of the antique clock turned crazily.

Ka Ka Ka...

The entire antique clock is shaking, including the walls, houses, and the ground...

New York City, which is not in the earthquake zone, has an earthquake...