Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

A few minutes later.

At the door of that vaguely outlined house.

Du Wei held an umbrella and looked up. The whole house looked very disharmonious, a bit like a medieval stone-brick house with a chimney on it.

It's just that the surface of the house is a deep black.

No matter how you look at it, it's strange.

Du Wei stood at the door, looking at the black wooden door, hesitating for a while.

He is lucky now, so he shouldn't be in danger if he goes in, but what he wants to find is the nun.

If the nun wasn't there, it would make him feel very meaningless.

But suddenly...

Behind the door, there was a sound of footsteps.

clatter……

clatter……

clatter……

The footsteps were heavy and had a strange sound, as if a person was dragging something heavy.

Du Wei used to study forensic medicine, and he could accurately assess that the owner of the footsteps was a man.

Because in general, men weigh more than women.

Only in this way, the footsteps will appear very heavy and can be heard outside the door.

But the next second, the footsteps suddenly disappeared.

It was followed by the sound of a woman praying.

She whispered behind the door, reciting words from the Bible.

hear this.

Du Wei frowned. Besides him, there were only nuns in the dream.

But this dream is a hodgepodge, a collective consciousness of dreams coming together.

Anything can happen in a dream.

What happens when the door is opened?

nun?

or something else?

If it's the former, things will come to an end.

if the latter one……

Du Wei thought for a while, and took out a flintlock gun from his trench coat with his right hand.

His right hand is now an evil spirit, but still has consciousness.

boom……

Kicked the door open.

But what surprised Du Wei was that as soon as he kicked open the door, the prayer sound disappeared.

There is no "people" in this room at all.

There is no light in the house, the floor is a real stone floor, and there is a fireplace on the wall of the house, and the burning firewood is burning red.

But physically, there is no difference.

This is in a dream, the temperature does not exist.

"Strange...why did it disappear?"

Du Wei said something in his heart, he stood vigilantly outside the door, watching the scene inside the house.

he noticed.

On the stone floor of the house, there were two lines of coagulated blood that had been dragged and spread to the fireplace before suddenly disappearing.

His gaze stayed on the fireplace for a moment.

Several minutes passed.

Nothing abnormal happened.

Du Wei just wrinkled and walked into the house.

"In my memory and cognition, there is no such ancient house building, which means that this place is someone else's dream. When I enter this room, I actually entered someone else's dream."

"But now this dream seems to be over..."

inside the house.

Du Wei looked around. This house has two floors. The stairs are made of felled trees nailed together. They say they are stairs, but in fact there is nothing wrong with them as climbing ladders.

Looking up, the ceiling is made entirely of solid wood.

Let's call it the first floor.

Du Wei didn't find any useful information on the first floor, so he put away the umbrella, inserted it into the cassette of the backpack, and climbed up.

That's two meters away.

Du Wei climbed up to the second floor effortlessly.

On the wall of the second floor, he saw some tanned animal heads, lions, cheetahs, and wolves.

There was still a piece of dried wolf skin on the ground, but what was strange was that there was a lot of coagulated dark brown blood around the wolf skin.

Coupled with the whole house, it is a darker tone.

This scene is very depressing to watch.

"It looks like the house where Orion lives, but before that, strange things seemed to have happened in this house."

Du Wei walked up to the wolf skin and picked it away. Under the wolf skin, there was a wrinkled and rotten hat.

Looking at the remaining traces of the hat, he whispered, "Red?"

Inexplicable……

An absurd idea appeared in Du Wei's mind.

He took a deep breath and walked forward along the blood on the ground.

crunch...

The wooden floor is overwhelmed.

After a few steps, Du Wei came to a room on the second floor.

This is a very simple room with a big bed, but the sheets are covered with clotted blood, and there are even brown hairs.

It belongs to that wolf skin.

On the bedside, there is a thick book that has been opened.

not diary...

Du Wei walked to the head of the bed and looked down.

The book says, Andersen's fairy tale - Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.

Combined with what you saw before.

Everything came to fruition.

Someone had a dream, and the dream originated from Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale.

But this dream does not seem to be a fairy tale.

Before Du Wei heard the sound of dragging outside the house, he could easily think that the big bad wolf ate Little Red Riding Hood and died on the second floor.

Someone cut open the wolf's stomach, dragged the corpse of Little Red Riding Hood inside to the fireplace, and threw it in.

And that person is most likely from the fairy tale, Grandma Little Red Riding Hood...

Thus, the nightmare is over.

"Sounds like dreaming of a dark fairy tale..."

Du Wei couldn't help sneering, and took out the coin again.

"When I entered this nightmare, it happened that the dream ended, and it swallowed the dream, so I got nothing."

"But thinking back, it is indeed devouring other people's dreams now, but it can't swallow my dreams, because I am not dreaming at all now, and the one in the dream is myself."

"My dream has no beginning, and there is no end."

"But this dream is a collective dream of many people. As long as I enter other people's dreams, before it swallows the dream, I can find it."

"Good luck will only save me from danger, or even avoid danger at all, so what I need is bad luck instead."

"It's better to be unlucky, the next second I will enter other people's nightmare."

With that said, Du Wei tossed the coin again.

"I want the other side!"

so awkward……

This time it is positive.

It is virtually impossible to decide which coin is heads or tails without cheating.

Du Wei took off his mask directly, stared at the coin expressionlessly, and tossed it again.

His luck has always been very bad.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to deal with evil spirits every day.

really.

As Du Wei wished, this time the coin was tails.

Suddenly, he had an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart, a little terrified, but it was like the kind of stepping on the air, because he didn't step on the ground and lost his sense of security.

In the absence of the black shadow of the shell, Du Wei could actually feel the strangeness of being entangled in bad luck.

But he felt it wasn't enough.

So Du Wei tossed the coin twice more in a row.

It's all the opposite...

boom……

Outside, a bolt of lightning streaked across the overcast sky.

The rain poured down.

The entire dream world has become different.

Du Wei's eyes were calm, and he turned his head to look behind him...

Behind him, that is, the door of this house, suddenly turned into a narrow stone passage...

Just enough for one person to pass through.

On the opposite side of the passage is an extremely luxuriously decorated place that looks like a gathering place for high society.

There were many men and women in suits and evening gowns, and everyone sang and danced.

But not a single sound came from the passage.

Du Wei looked at this scene and said indifferently: "It seems that I have been so unlucky that the nightmare came to me on its own initiative. It's really absurd."

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