Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

boom……

Du Wei closed the door and walked out expressionlessly.

He had already learned the location of the principal's office, and at the same time found some problems.

If he guessed right.

The teacher in this office and all the evil spirits outside are two completely different ways of existence.

These evil spirits in the office are almost warning and implying themselves.

In other words, the office is controlled by a being hidden in the shadows.

But now, both Du Wei and it are adhering to a certain bottom line, allowing the script to continue to push forward.

On the one hand, it is creating suspense and atmosphere of horror.

On the other hand, when Du Wei followed the script, he made unexpected moves from time to time.

Still in its bottom line.

But Du Wei knew that what he was going to do next would definitely make it break the bottom line.

At that time, it depends on who is better.

He wants to completely destroy the evil spirits of the students in the whole school...

...

The principal's office is in another teaching building.

This proves its superior status.

Du Wei checked his things while walking.

The clown card plus coins, masks, flintlock guns, lighters, holy nails, and sharp knives are all designed to deal with evil spirits.

Hmm... have to add a pair of white gloves.

While walking, Du Wei took out the mask from his backpack.

In the state of spiritual vision, two blood-red spots can be seen faintly on the mask, which are black shadows.

It recovers very slowly.

"Don't worry, I will use you soon, and I will charge you at that time, of course, you may need to pay a little price."

Du Wei smiled inexplicably, and hid the mask in the windbreaker.

The black shadow has been made into a new masked evil spirit by himself. Putting on the mask is equivalent to putting on its shell.

All spirits that lock onto him lose their target until the mask is removed.

What Du Wei did will not be counted on Sombra's head.

At this moment.

He also came to the principal's office.

There was no one in the corridor on the entire floor, and the light was very dim.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

The passage of time, a little too fast.

Du Wei stared outside the window for a few seconds, then turned his head and stretched out his hand to twist the door of the principal's office.

Click...

The door was locked.

A cold breath slowly climbed up Du Wei's arm along the doorknob and extended upward.

Boom...

A strange knock on the door sounded from behind the door.

"Has it finally started?\

,"Du Wei showed a sarcastic smile,

So far, nothing terrible has happened.

But now, the existence that wrote the script seemed to create danger and make him fear.

Boom...

The knock on the door continued.

Regular and mechanical.

Inexplicably, this reminded Du Wei of Sombra, which also likes to knock on the door, but its sense of oppression is much stronger than this.

But suddenly, Du Wei's ankle felt a sudden drop in temperature.

He looked down.

A livid and rotting hand protruded from the gap under the door, trying to grab itself.

"So should I be afraid?"

After Du Wei said this, he fired a shot.

boom……

The gunfire dissipated along with the chattering smoke, and the hand was blasted into pieces and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards.

Du Wei took a few steps back and took out another pistol from his pocket.

The flintlock can only fire one shot at a time.

But his pistol would not.

Boom...

This shot was aimed at the door lock.

Du Wei kicked the door open.

He didn't care at all whether such a move would have any impact.

If there would be an accident because of the shooting, when he pointed the gun at the evil spirits of the students and the colleagues in the office, it should have been an accident.

There is a black hand behind the scenes to endorse, this situation is simply too strange.

In the principal's office.

Looking around, it is a luxurious decoration, and the whole tone is dark, but those leather sofas and solid wood desks give people an unrealistic feeling.

What's even more strange is that on the desk, there is also a small old-fashioned projector, the kind specially designed for inserting video tapes.

On the wall directly opposite, a white curtain is hung for projection.

Du Wei squinted his eyes and realized something. It seemed that the principal often watched these videotapes in his office.

This is already weird...

In addition to showing students, why should the principal also read it?

In the house, the owner of the hand just now disappeared,

Everything is normal.

But in the state of spiritual vision, Du Wei felt a sense of depression from the bottom of his heart.

Something is wrong...

Du Wei's face remained unchanged, and his eyes stopped on a cabinet on the right hand side of the office.

A wooden cabinet with a hexagram engraved on the surface.

The entire cabinet exudes a strong cold atmosphere, as if something terrible is hidden inside.

But it wasn't locked, like someone was using the cabinet a lot.

Du Wei frowned: "Vida teaches..."

He disliked this cult very much.

I especially don't like those cultists who are like lunatics.

Go to the cabinet.

Du Wei took a deep breath, and his whole body entered the evil spirit transformation.

At the same time, he filled the flintlock with another bullet.

Click...

Pull open the cabinet door.

There are many video tapes inside, piled up in a mess, which looks very disorderly.

"Am I thinking too much? Could it be that the video tape itself is dangerous? There are no evil spirits in the cabinet?"

Du Wei said something pretending to be puzzled, and stretched out his right hand to grab a video tape.

He is probing.

But nothing happened.

So Du Wei stopped hesitating and took out a video tape. During the process, nothing abnormal happened.

So he took another plate.

There is still no abnormality, but the oppressive atmosphere is even stronger.

Go down in turn.

Soon, there was only the last videotape left in the entire cabinet.

There are thirteen discs in total.

At this time, under the state of spiritual vision, the inside of the cabinet has become gray, and there is some invisible mist visible to the naked eye.

The voice that can be heard in the ear has also become dead silent.

Du Wei held the flintlock gun in his left hand, and slowly stretched his right hand towards the position of the last video tape.

next second.

There was a trace of coldness in Du Wei's eyes.

He grabbed the video tape, but his right hand was also grabbed by a hand that appeared strangely.

That hand was already showing signs of decay.

And it was still trying to pull Du Wei into the cabinet.

Feeling the force of the body being pulled, Du Wei remained expressionless, and his left hand holding the flintlock also reached into the cabinet.

Boom...

The cabinet shook violently, opening many cracks.

The pulling force also loosened.

Du Wei slowly pulled out his right hand and took out the last video tape.

blood dripping...

Shooting in such a small space will inevitably be injured by scattered wood chips.

But fortunately there is no big problem.

"You better not keep me waiting too long..."

Du Wei wiped the part of his right hand that was scratched by sawdust, and his tone was cold and emotionless.

He took thirteen video tapes, walked to the principal's desk, pulled out the leather chair and sat on it.

"Let me see, what secrets are in these video tapes you care about..."