Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 7: Trigger
The dim lights in the room flickered.
Most of them are hidden in the shadows, and the dark places in the corners are particularly gloomy.
In the bathroom.
The picture in the mirror was frozen at the moment when Du Wei lowered his head and looked at the sink.
He maintained this position for nearly a minute.
At the bottom of the pool.
A wrinkled woman's face, as white as if it had been painted with a layer of paint, her eyes were wide open, as if she was using extreme force, so that she was covered with bloodshot eyes.
But at this time, these blood threads showed a dark brown color and had been solidified for a long time.
When Du Wei was looking at this face, it was also looking at Du Wei.
But in the mirror, there is only himself.
Next.
Du Wei reached out and pressed down on the face.
The touch from the fingertips.
Nothing.
His fingers went straight through the water and pressed against the water plug at the bottom of the pool.
A little push!
A pool of water flowed down in an instant, and the strange thing was that this face, which had no physical body, seemed to be integrated with the water flow, distorted into a whirlpool, and brought into the sewer pipe by the water flow.
……
"There is no entity? Or is it that the appearance of the evil spirit is different from what I imagined, it is simply an illusion..."
Du Wei said to himself in his heart, then walked to the bedroom on the second floor, opened the door and walked in.
Click...
Close the door with a backhand.
But at this moment.
Outside the door, there was a knock on the door...
Boom, boom...
Boom, boom...
Boom, boom...
Du Wei's body stiffened in an instant. He turned his head and faced the bedroom door. His dark pupils were slightly dilated, and his breathing was a little short.
He can hardly keep his composure!
"How could this be?"
Du Wei tried his best to calm himself down.
In front of him.
Behind the bedroom door, there seemed to be someone knocking hard, very regularly, and the wooden bedroom door trembled slightly.
Something is coming in...
Before, there was only a knock on the door, other than that there was no abnormal change, but this time it was completely different.
It's like jumping from lv1 to lv5 in an instant.
Obviously everything was safe yesterday, although something weird happened, it didn't affect me too much.
But today was completely different, as if he had been stimulated by some kind.
Moreover, Du Wei racked his brains and couldn't figure out why this evil spirit would suddenly enter his house.
Du Wei took a deep breath.
According to his guess, Elsa and Conan Doyle both died and disappeared in the attack of the evil spirit last night, but nothing happened to him. The reason should be the confrontation and balance between the two evil spirits.
The first evil spirit was brought by Aisha, and it was also the first one to stare at him.
The second evil spirit was attracted by the photos of the posts that I accidentally saw.
The two invisible hunters are all staring at themselves as prey, so some kind of checks and balances have occurred, so that they can survive safely.
But now...
The assumption of checks and balances should be no problem, after all, Father Tony, a relative professional, made a similar explanation when he sold himself a silver cross dagger.
Du Wei's head was thinking and running crazily.
"What's the problem?"
Wait...
There is a problem with Conan Doyle's distress message...
Du Wei's heart was slightly cold, but the more this happened, the calmer he became.
Even, he took out the medical record report that he made for himself, and wrote a note in the bottom column.
[Evil spirits have multi-line goals, but single-line goals. To achieve their goals, they will use methods that ordinary people can't imagine. 】
From the beginning to the end of that post, there was no reply from the person who posted it, only the people who read the post were scolding, but because of this, Conan Doyle and himself were targeted by evil spirits, and even everyone who saw the photo may now is its goal.
Who can guarantee that the first post was really posted by a human, not an evil spirit?
When I was at home in the afternoon, I searched for Conan Doyle's distress post, did he really post it?
Same post, same photo!
Why didn't I think about it, it was all created by this evil spirit?
The thinking in Du Wei's mind was very clear. There must be some kind of check and balance between the evil spirits, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how he survived on the first day.
The current situation is different, but after careful analysis, one can get an answer.
I triggered a certain condition and personally put this evil spirit into the house.
"It's that picture, the eyes behind the cat's eyes..."
[When I saw it, it also saw me]
Du Wei wrote such a passage on the paper.
It's a bit ridiculous, some mechanisms of the evil spirits are somewhat similar to the logical calculations of computers.
Thinking of this, Du Wei took a deep breath.
If I can restore this check and balance, maybe all problems will be solved.
But now I don't have this ability at all.
Unless he is being targeted by another evil spirit and joins another hunter, but in this situation, it is simply impossible.
Du Wei told himself to calm down in his heart. He even used hypnosis and suggestion to temporarily make himself forget the emotion of fear.
Because fear and fear are the nutrients that nourish the growth of evil spirits.
【I am trying to use the silver cross dagger~IndoMTL.com~ to try to fight the evil spirits】
Then, he reached into his clothes and took out the silver cross dagger he bought from Father Tony.
If this thing is really useful, I must go to Father Tony to pray every week, but if it doesn't work, I hope I can become an evil spirit after death, and talk to him!
Du Wei held the silver cross dagger in one hand and pressed it directly against the door.
At this time, the door was still being slammed.
And as Du Wei pressed the cross dagger on the door, it seemed to arouse the dissatisfaction of the evil spirits outside the door, which made the knocking on the door more intense.
It even becomes irregular.
It was knocking before, but now it's like smashing.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
The door was about to be smashed open, and Du Wei even saw that the screws of the door lock showed signs of falling off, and the door handle was also turning.
【Effect: invalid】
This article was said by Du Wei in his heart, but not written on paper.
Because the bedroom door itself was not made of strong material, a crack appeared at this time, and he had to push against the door forcefully.
Through the crack, Du Wei saw that the light outside became extremely dim and gloomy, as if there were a lot of gray particles, such as haze, making everything blurry.
While those lights were flickering frantically, one eye, through the gap, was staring at Du Wei.
Next...
With a bang, all the lights seemed to be unbearable, and they went out instantly...
The whole room was plunged into darkness.
The sound was dead silent, and a trembling breath outside the door could be felt and entered the bedroom.