Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

call……

A gust of wind blows.

The light was dim, as if the whole city was engulfed in smog.

The ground was covered with dust.

There is a desolate atmosphere everywhere.

click...

A man wearing a windbreaker with a black umbrella came out step by step from the dim mist. He lifted the umbrella up slightly, his entire face was covered by a mask, and only a pair of bloodshot, cold and deep eyes could be seen. eyes.

...

Du Wei stepped on the can and made a creaking sound.

He moved his legs and bowed his head slightly.

Then I saw a canned soda can that had been guessed flat.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, it can be vaguely seen that this place seems to be Poland.

But some buildings and streets gave him a sense of déjà vu in New York.

The most important thing is that there is another coffee shop nearby, which is exactly the same as the one near his door.

The two cities merged together in some strange way.

In front of Du Wei, it happened to be the hotel where he and Tom stayed in Poland.

"So, am I in Tom's dream now, or in my dream? Or neither?"

Du Wei's voice was indescribably indifferent.

He had heard Freddy's voice a few minutes before, when he had grasped the inexplicable thing wrapped around Tom.

The whole person is pulled in here.

It was different from the last contact with the nun. The last time he entered with many items in his sleep, this time he was pulled in with his whole body.

Reality and illusory dreams, resulting in confusion.

Even Du Wei didn't have time to react.

"It shouldn't be my dream..."

If it was Du Wei's dream, then there should be a nun in this dream, but he didn't feel its existence.

He looked at the hotel door in front of him, and walked over calmly with his legs open.

The entire hotel was shrouded in smog, and it was impossible to see the scene inside. It was deep, quiet, and isolated from the world.

...

Come to the door of the hotel.

Still can't see what's inside.

Du Wei took out a flintlock gun from his pocket and put his foot on the glass door.

There was a touch.

The door was kicked open.

In an instant, colorful light shone on Du Wei.

Accompanied by explosive music.

Behind the door is not the layout of the hotel in Du Wei's memory, but the scene in the red light district of New York City.

It's a dance floor.

There were many dancers in hot clothes standing inside, and many men were drinking to their heart's content with glasses of wine, laughing unscrupulously.

deafening...

this……

Du Wei was stunned. He stood at the door, neither entering nor not entering.

The entire hotel is divided by the door, forming two completely different worlds.

The hotel is deserted.

Inside the hotel, the lights are feasting and the feasting is extremely corrupt.

The painting style is contrary to the extreme...

Even though Du Wei has not lifted the evil spirit now, and his whole person is in a state of pure rationality and calmness, seeing this "weird" scene, he can't help but feel uncomfortable.

He stayed in the hotel for a while, and none of the girls writhing on the dance floor and the men who were drinking heavily noticed him.

Those people seem to be living in the movie, acting according to the script.

Du Wei looked at them coldly and took a step back.

The door closes automatically.

The scene outside was still desolate and dead, and there was a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere everywhere.

That's normal...

Du Wei silently opened the door again.

This time, he walked in with his whole body.

The neon lights shone on Du Wei's body, and the tip of his nose could smell alcohol and hormones.

The entire interior of the hotel was much larger than he remembered, the size of a football field.

Look up.

The interior of the ten-storey high-rise hotel is actually round, with a huge spiral staircase extending upwards,

Wherever the stairs pass, there are hotel-style doors layer by layer.

There are so many, at least thousands of doors.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help frowning: "So are you here? Freddy?"

At this time...

A muffled voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "Oh! Brother, why are you here?"

It's Tom's.

Du Wei turned his head and looked at Tom who was walking over with his hands on the shoulders of the two women and his arms around them.

The two women were both dressed in Vidalian attire, clearly cultists.

but……

The clothes seem to have been corseted, which perfectly outlines the beautiful body curves...

"You really surprised me..."

Du Wei said something coldly, and in the state of spiritual vision, he looked directly at the two cultists.

Not evil spirits...

This is supposed to be Tom's Dream, but it seems to be limited to hotels.

The painting style outside the hotel is completely different from here, and there is danger everywhere.

When Tom heard this, he showed a wretched smile, and he said triumphantly: "My good brother, when I first arrived here, I was as surprised as you are. The red light district in Poland is much more powerful than that in New York. This place is simply a paradise on earth. .”

Du Wei said calmly: "It seems that you are still safe now."

What he meant was that Tom didn't realize that he was dreaming right now.

Tom froze for a moment and said, "Safe?"

The next second, he suddenly realized and patted his head: "Oh, don't worry, I have taken good safety measures, and absolutely nothing will happen."

As he said that, Tom moved his hands away from the two cult girls, walked up to Du Wei, and said with a smile: "My good brother, I usually tell you to go to the red light district, but you never go. I thought you were a gentleman. You like to sneak in."

"Men..."

"Don't worry, since you are here today, I will treat you well."

Speaking of this, Tom put his arm around Du Wei's shoulder and waved at the two cultists with one hand: "Come here, you two, this is my best brother Du Wei, you two should serve him well! Do you hear me?" .”

No one answered.

But Tom didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He took out a pack of safety measures suits from his pocket, and pointed to the doors above the hotel interior very lewdly.

"This place is so perfect. Below is the red light district, above is the hotel, and you can open rooms anytime."

"Today, you can play however you want!"

Tom was completely inflated, and he even shouted at the men and women on the dance floor: "I, Tom, will pay for all the consumption in the audience today, let's get high!"

Still no one answered him, everyone was drinking and dancing.

But Tom just didn't feel that something was wrong, this was his dream, and no matter what happened, he felt it was real.

Even his best brother was holding a black umbrella, carrying a flintlock gun, and wearing a mask on his face at this time, he didn't feel anything.

Dreamers, unless they are about to wake up, it is difficult to realize that they are dreaming.

However……

The next second, Tom frowned. He noticed that Du Wei hadn't paid attention to him, and stood still with an umbrella on his own.

Tom gasped: "I almost forgot, you are from the East."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and shouted: "Ten oriental beauties here! Let my good brother choose one!"

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