Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 424: Goodwill in return
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"The devil?"
Listening to Freddy's words, he shook his head, stroked the scalpel, and whispered, "My name is Du Wei."
It's over.
Flick the scalpel casually.
Being trampled under her feet, the devil nun was about to turn over, her head was directly pierced, and she was firmly nailed to the ground.
Then.
He walked out of the dissection room expressionlessly and disappeared.
In situ.
Freddie trembled and collapsed on the ground. He turned his head to look at the demon nun, and then at Du Wei who had disappeared, with a dazed and bewildered expression on his face.
There is an evil spirit inside that scalpel.
Freddie felt that the thing was scarier than himself.
But with such a thing, how can it stop the demon nun?
"You can't really be the reincarnation of a devil..."
"No, I can't stay here, I have to run..."
"Anyway, this dream has returned to him now, I should be able to run out, I... I want to stay away from him, I want to go to the East..."
Freddie secretly made up his mind, but he found that he was too scared to stand up.
The psychological shadow is too great.
Although it is not a human, it is not an evil spirit...
In the end, Freddy could only grit his teeth and escape from the dissecting room in a crawling posture.
But just go out.
It crashes.
Because it is dark outside, there is no end in sight, as if there is no end.
Desperation welled up in my heart.
Freddie crawled into the darkness in despair.
"Satan, please bring him back to hell..."
…
The other side.
Suburbs of New York City.
It was about five o'clock in the morning.
It is raining heavily.
Looking around, everything is so hazy, and the line of sight is greatly affected.
The asphalt road on the ground cracked a gap, extending forward for a distance of more than fifty meters.
Here are the ruins of the Hill Psychiatric Hospital after the earthquake.
The original bus and the horror house all disappeared, and they seemed to be caught in a struggle again, and they didn't know where they went.
Suddenly, in front of the ruins of the Hill Psychiatric Hospital, a ripple of rainwater distorted, as if it did not exist in reality.
A man in a windbreaker with an indifferent face came out.
It's just that at this moment, the man's state seems to be a little bit wrong.
He took a step forward, but stopped again, and looked up at the sky.
With a radius of ten meters around, the dripping rain stopped, as if the pause button had been pressed.
A backpack appeared on him.
This seemed to make him feel uncomfortable, so he said, "I'm Du Wei?"
After finishing speaking, he frowned again: "I am the evil spirit Du Wei?"
He's in a weird state right now.
I don't know who I am.
Du Wei's consciousness is basically the same as that of the evil spirit Du Wei. The difference is the difference in memory and the way of dealing with things because of the difference in power.
But when they were swallowed by the demon nun and the sound of the antique clock appeared in the dissection room, an incomprehensible change occurred between the two.
It became an existence named "Du Wei" with its own memory.
Entangled, chaotic.
He stretched out his right hand and took a look. The pattern on the back of his hand was a mask, and there was a pointer on the mask.
The mask is owned by the evil spirit Du Wei, and the pointer is owned by Du Wei.
For a moment, his eyes were a little dazed.
"I shouldn't be like this."
And.
In his mind, two thoughts also appeared.
One is rational and calm, the other is elegant and ruthless.
Hiss...
He sucked in a breath of cold air, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes, and a weak growl came out of his throat.
The rainwater that was fixed around fell down with a splash.
The windbreaker is wet.
He felt a cold chill, but he didn't care, because he fell into a strong pain.
I have a splitting headache.
It looks like it's about to explode.
He knew that the two thoughts in his mind originated from himself, not that Du Wei or the evil spirit Du Wei was trying to do something.
Because the current him is Du Wei who is a fusion of the two.
It is not appropriate to say that it is fusion.
To be precise, this is how it should be.
He himself is denying himself in this state, because he feels that this is not normal.
At this time.
A truck drove over, the headlights were bright and dazzling, and when it was approaching in front of him, it stopped directly.
Then, the car door opened, and a middle-aged caucasian driver with a strong figure and a beard poked his head out, and said in surprise, "Mr. Du Wei, is that you? Why are you here alone?"
The middle-aged driver remembered very clearly that it seemed to be the 25th of last month. When he was pulling goods through Yard City and Ethel Green City, he met the man in front of him.
At that time, this man was also carrying a bag.
And asked myself to send him to New York, and was willing to pay me a reward, but later, because of unfavorable reasons, I only sent him to the Ororan District, so I didn't have the nerve to ask for much money.
Hear this.
Standing in the rain, "Du Wei" who was soaked by the rain suddenly stretched out his hand to the middle-aged driver.
The distance between the two is about three meters.
The middle-aged driver didn't know what it meant, and thought the man was asking for help, so he smiled and shouted: "Mr. Du Wei, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out on a rainy day next time, you look like a wet boy!" Drenched chicken."
"Fortunately, you met me, get in the car, I happen to be delivering supplies to New York."
"But this time I won't charge you, after all, the suburbs are not far from the city."
Suddenly...
When the hand was about to hold it, it suddenly stopped.
Can't...
It can't be like this...
Du Wei let go of his hand, covered his head, let out a low growl in pain, then turned his head and ran away.
Strangely, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The middle-aged driver was stunned on the spot, and then his face became extremely pale. In addition, it was raining around, and the sky was not bright.
A cold wind blows.
The middle-aged driver couldn't help shivering, wiped his eyes abruptly, and said in a trembling tone: "What's the matter? Am I dazzled?"
"Is it a ghost..."
Thinking of that possibility, the middle-aged driver immediately closed the car door in fright, stepped on the accelerator to start the car ~IndoMTL.com~ and drove away in a hurry.
Not everyone knows that there are evil spirits in this world.
Not every city has such weird things.
But when something beyond cognition happens, and it happens to be similar to the performance in some film and television dramas, it is difficult for people not to associate with ghosts or evil spirits.
…
The other side.
Europe, the headquarters of Vaderism, in that valley.
A group of people wearing red clergy uniforms, who are different from the church, walked in.
They are all black and of the same color.
"In front is the headquarters of Vader Cult. Those crazy women have been trying to study evil spirits and create evil spirits. If we can get those materials, His Excellency the Pope will be very satisfied."
They are voodoo people.
A leading old man said in a deep voice: "Be careful, there should be no one else here except us, maybe there are people from the Vader Cult who have not evacuated."
"That cult leader named Acaret is not easy to provoke, you must be cautious."
Others should claim to be.
But at this moment, someone raised his head and exclaimed: "Look, what is that?"
The leading old man looked up and saw a red balloon floating up strangely and gradually rising.
At the end of the balloon, the silk thread that was originally connected has been broken.
The old man's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.
He is also a hunter.
But an inexplicable fear emerged in my heart, and I couldn't control it.
"Go away, something is wrong with this thing."
Everyone turned their heads and was about to leave immediately, but the way they came was already blocked.
Behind them, there is a group of Vaders with gray faces and dry skin, who look like corpses...
Maliciousness emerges like a tide...