Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Father Tony rushed out of the room on the second floor almost in a hurry.

As he walked, he hurriedly dressed.

The so-called eye pattern was already deeply ingrained in his mind at this time, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Because that represents, another ancient religious organization.

Not a cult, but voodoo, also known as voodoo.

A city in Jedekla State that Du Wei went to before, and Sigana, whose reflection was towed away by a bus, is the territory of Voodoo, but because the bus was driving, Du Wei failed to reach the city.

On the other hand, the undeserved party that Father Tony attended was dominated by Voodoo.

The main thing is.

Father Tony didn't forget that the voodoo member named Emily said that they had held this kind of party eighty times.

That is to say, Voodoo has been infiltrating into the church's sphere of influence a long time ago.

"Got to tell Tom away quickly, and tell the Church everything."

Father Tony thought to himself as he walked downstairs quickly.

At this time, in the party hall on the first floor.

Men and women are already living together.

Fucking in public.

Father Tony has never seen such a battle, even in the red light district, everyone is still secretive.

He blushed and found Tom in the corner.

What puzzled him was that Tom was sitting alone in the corner, his face full of tangled and complicated, with a cigarette in his right hand, smoking slowly.

Seeing Father Tony coming down, Tom said in a low tone, "Are you done?"

Father Tony nodded subconsciously, and then shook his head frantically: "No, no, no, I didn't do anything, we're leaving now, this party..."

Speaking of which……

Father Tony turned his head to look at the others. Seeing that no one noticed, he lowered his voice and said, "This party seems to be initiated by Voodoo. Although I don't know what they want, we have to go, otherwise If not, I don't know what will happen."

Tom's expression sank when he heard this.

"Fuck! I knew something was wrong, damn it, I didn't get high just now, so I couldn't fucking die!"

Just now.

Tom and the two beautiful women worked hard, but it didn't take long for him to feel more and more powerless.

The psychological hint that Du Wei gave him before had failed.

It has to be recharged.

That's why Tom sat alone in the corner, smoking an afterthought.

He immediately turned his head to look at the others, his eyes became very dangerous.

Father Tony was the same as him. The two quietly leaned against the corner and sneaked out of the party.

In a room on the second floor.

The middle-aged woman named Emily who taught Voodoo was sitting on the bed in great confusion at this moment, gritting her teeth and making a secret decision.

"That old man is actually sick, but it seems that he wants to take good safety measures and continue with me..."

"Should I not be infected by him?"

"This person is over 60, how can he still get sick? Could it be that he has been messing around outside?"

Emily was very confused.

Five years ago, Voodoo and some sectarian organizations, for unknown reasons, adopted various forms of infiltration within the sphere of influence of the church.

And, the ultimate goal seems to be to absorb church members.

It looked like an undercover agent.

Although Emily doesn't know why Voodoo would do this,

But it does not prevent her from firmly carrying out the assigned tasks.

About a year ago or so.

Emily came to New York to start the layout. It was not until recently that the situation was opened up and a special party was organized to attract some people to join.

But the matter of attracting members of the church was at a loss.

Now it happened that Father Tony delivered it to her door by herself, and she was unwilling to let go of this opportunity.

"If you are sick, you will be sick..."

"I'm ready to dedicate myself. In the worst case, I'll go to the gynecology hospital for treatment after I'm done."

Thinking of this, Emily gritted her teeth, lay on the bed and waited silently.

...

the other side.

At the party, no one noticed the scene where Tom and Father Tony sneaked away.

This may sound a little strange.

But after all, it was just a regular party, and it didn't involve the core level of the Voodoo layout.

That is, the so-called members...

After the two came outside, they quickly got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and left the party directly.

The reversing mirror reflected the feasting lights, and it could be seen that behind them was a three-story single-family villa, which was very luxuriously decorated.

It is already the most prosperous affluent area in New York City.

on the car.

Tom was sitting in the driver's seat, driving fast. While driving, he said to Father Tony, the co-pilot, "fuck! I think the cult is my nemesis. Last time, that idiot Vader taught me so badly."

"Here comes another weird voodoo this time."

"Did they have nothing to do when they were full? Why did they do this to me?"

God knows, Tom hated cults. After Vader taught GG, the shadow in his heart dissipated a lot, but he didn't expect that there would be another one after another.

Father Tony on the side reacted at this moment.

He remembered what Tom had said at the party just now, before he got high, he couldn't do it.

In an instant, the way he looked at Tom changed: "Wait...you can't do it anymore?"

real or fake?

Old Tom's face darkened, and he quickly waved his hands and said, "Will it work? Don't talk nonsense. I am Tom, the God of War in the red light district. How could I not?"

Father Tony didn't believe it at all. He knew Tom too well.

"I think you must be dead, otherwise how could you end the battle so quickly!"

Tom's eyes were red: "That's because I'm tired of playing, you don't understand the happiness of young people!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and drove with one hand.

Um……

no response...

Inexplicably, Tom glanced at his nose, his eyes were sour, and a tear of humiliation ran across his cheek.

Seeing this, how could Father Tony not understand what happened.

He looked at Tom with a very sympathetic look and said: "I have received a young woman who was targeted by an evil spirit before. Her husband is as inhumane as you, but don't worry, I will not discriminate against you."

Tom scolded furiously: "fuck! How could my Tom not be able to do it, I just need to find my good brother to recharge it!!! You know what a fart!"

An indescribable anger.

Father Tony smiled obsequiously, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and said, "Okay, okay...I'll call Mr. Du Wei now and ask him what to do, just in time for him to charge you."

Now, the highest leader of the church in New York is Du Wei.

Apart from Du Wei, it is impossible to find other people to solve this kind of matter.

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