Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 204: Explosion…

June 1 at 1:20 pm.

Psychiatric Counseling Clinic Clinic, Northbrook.

Du Wei opened the door and walked in.

Everything is as usual in the house.

Antique clocks are hung on the wall, and the overlapped hands rotate regularly, making a mechanical click.

Annabelle remained motionless in the framing cabinet.

It has settled down a lot recently...

Only the black shadow is still the same as before, hiding in the shadow of an invisible corner, staring at Du Wei.

It is very persistent.

But when Du Wei put the backpack on the sofa, unzipped it and took out something wrapped in white cloth, and opened it to reveal a red balloon, the malicious eyes stopped immediately.

There is another evil spirit in the family.

Du Wei held the red lead wire with his left hand, and took out the clown card he got first with his right hand.

He walked directly to the antique clock face and said lightly: "Actually, I really want to bet with you."

Hoo...

Inexplicably, a gust of cold wind blows...

The black shadow in the corner hesitated for a moment, then slowly disappeared into the shadows and disappeared.

In the framing cabinet, Annabelle turned her head slowly, and happened to meet Du Wei.

Only the antique clock, it is like a normal clock, without any response.

Du Wei glanced at the clown card.

The face of the tuxedo on the card is very gloomy.

The game does not stand.

But Du Wei was not surprised. He just wanted to test the antique clock. It was normal if there was no reaction. If there was a reaction, it could only mean that something happened.

But in this way, Du Wei felt much more at ease.

He stared strangely at the red balloon in his left hand.

In the state of spiritual vision, the whole balloon has an eerie feeling, red like blood, very dazzling, people can't help but feel fear when they see it.

Inside the balloon, a hideous face of a clown could be faintly seen, but it was very dim, and it was hard to spot if you didn't pay attention.

Du Wei looked at it and said softly: "In this case, let's gamble, whether you win or lose, you will get an antique clock. Besides, we will not increase any chips .”

"You have nothing to lose."

However.

Pennywise didn't respond at all, without the nourishment of fear, it didn't even have the qualifications to gamble.

Instantly.

Du Wei frowned. Although he had thought of this a long time ago, he was still very disappointed when the game couldn't proceed.

"What's the point of me bringing you home if you're nothing to me?"

If it was simply to solve the evil spirit incident in Derry Town, it would be easier for Du Wei to kill the Clown Pennywise on the spot.

Du Wei's eyes were slightly cold: "You are a bit tasteless to me..."

The red balloon trembled slightly.

Ordinary people are afraid of things like evil spirits.

The same is true for exorcists. No matter how determined their will is, they will still have emotions such as fear.

But Du Wei died of Pennywise.

It also makes things very troublesome.

He has to keep Pennywise.

What Du Wei hates the most is trouble...

So, he went back to the sofa, and after sitting down, he took out the mask without facial features.

There is a hint of coolness in the hand, and there is an evil spirit inside.

Du Wei put the mask on his face and held both clown cards in his hand at the same time.

Two clown cards, one representing the game.

One represents the idealistic wish, although the result will always be presented in a strange way, but in a sense, it is really very useful.

Of course, this ability definitely has an upper limit, and it's not free. Every time you use it, you're making a deal with it, or an evil spirit.

"When I make a wish, Pennywise will gamble with me on a voluntary basis."

He is now wearing a new mask.

It is the evil spirit in the mask who bears the price of the wish, not himself.

The next second.

Du Wei looked at the red balloon and said calmly: "Now, we can continue the game."

After speaking, he stroked another clown card with his thumb, and said the rules of the game.

"The chips are provided by me. Whether you win or lose, you will only get antique clocks."

"And the rule is to see who says the other person's name first."

When playing gambling with the evil spirits before, Du Wei would also play text traps, digging holes to deceive the evil spirits.

But in the face of Pennywise, he has been perfunctory to the extreme, and he doesn't even bother to lie.

Suddenly.

A very evil gaze passed over Du Wei's body, and finally settled on Pennywise in the red balloon.

On the card, Du Wei in a tuxedo showed a weird smile.

The game is established.

Pennywise was already attached to the balloon, and it was extremely difficult to tremble for a while, and it was impossible to say Du Wei's name.

But Du Wei was not polite, he called Pennywise directly.

"Congratulations, you have won!"

Follow the voice to the ground.

The hands of the antique clock on the wall stopped.

The clown card in his hand became extremely cold, as if it was an ice cube, and Du Wei subconsciously threw it away.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

The pointer was beating again and again, and the sound was regular but inexplicably creepy.

Du Wei suddenly turned his head and looked at the antique clock.

"This..."

His face immediately sank, and in the state of spiritual vision, the entire antique clock and watch exuded a terrifying malice, rushing over like a tide.

This kind of malice is pure and outrageous, even stronger than the pressure that the nun met in Hill Mental Hospital put on Du Wei.

Annabelle in the framing cabinet trembled and turned her head away, as if in fear...

Accompanied by this extremely oppressive atmosphere, it became stronger and stronger.

The pointer turns faster and faster.

The entire room was plunged into darkness.

Ka Ka Ka...

The sound is getting louder.

Boom...

The red balloon that Du Wei held in his left hand burst as if he couldn't bear the pressure!

The moment the red balloon burst.

The speed of the hands of the antique clock stopped immediately.

The lights are back on inside the house ~IndoMTL.com~ as if nothing happened.

Du Wei slowly took off the mask on his face, his voice was cold and emotionless: "It seems that I can't get rid of you except death."

"You imprisoned the ring, and I was cursed because of that ring, and I wore it once."

"Can I understand that you are imprisoning me?"

"So what the **** are you? Even if you are not as terrifying as the source of the curse, you are at least as terrifying as the bus."

No response...

But Du Wei knew that what he thought was right...

Stay aside.

The fragments of the red balloon that exploded into pieces floated up, as if they had life, and piece by piece, they were spliced ​​together, but the speed was very slow.