Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

As the bathroom mirror completely shattered, the Evil Spirit and the wrinkled face of the woman vanished within it.

Du Wei removed the white mask, now with an added crack, and said to himself, "It's over."

He would never speak of this past to anyone again.

He pushed open the door to the bathroom.

Du Wei lit a cigarette for himself and, puffing on it, he walked down the stairs.

His pace was neither hurried nor slow, his eyes calm to the extreme.

When he reached the Antique Clock, Du Wei paused for a moment.

After thinking, he reached to the top of the Antique Clock and felt around, his fingertips touching something cold.

It was the ring engraved with the letters "val"…

If he had never touched the ring, Du Wei felt that he would never have been afflicted by the nun's curse, which made things more complicated.

The Antique Clock and the mask were of the same kind, and the ring and the Golden Brooch belonged to the same category as well.

The former imprisons the latter.

Thinking of this, Du Wei couldn't help but exhale a puff of smoke.

The nun's terror had exceeded his expectations, as he had never truly encountered it up until now.

What he had faced before were just products of the influence of dreams, which could be understood as memories of a dream that suddenly leapt into reality, completely beyond cognition.

"I should talk to these Exorcists and put an end to this matter," he thought.

As he spoke, Du Wei was about to put the ring back in its place, but after another thought, he gave up and instead stuffed it into his wallet.

If this object was related to the nun's curse, perhaps he might find some clues.

As for the mask…

After successfully regaining his body, Du Wei found that he seemed to have an "identity" of sorts?

With the mask on, he felt as though he became the Evil Spirit, but on the flip side, he did not gain any bizarre powers beyond reality…

Fortunately, this was a good thing for him.

Using the mechanism of the Masked Evil Spirit, he killed two Evil Spirits in one go, and the balance in his home should temporarily not have any more problems.

Of course, this assumed he could resolve the nun's curse.

Otherwise, who knows when it might jump from dreams to reality again.

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11:08 AM.

"Mr. Du Wei, hello… I'm James, and beside me are Harry and Homier."

On the first floor, James sat on the sofa and introduced himself again to Du Wei.

His expression was very strange at that moment, looking at the completely calm Du Wei across from him, he felt an indescribable oddness inside.

Harry and Homier felt the same, both let out a bitter laugh.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Clearly, the psychological shadow brought by Evil Spirit Du Wei had not yet faded, everyone's mood was complicated, even with a hint of fear.

Du Wei, expressionless, simply nodded and said, "Hello, I didn't expect we would meet under these circumstances."

Uh…

Looking at Harry's dislocated arm, he thought for a moment and then said, "If you don't mind, I can help put your arm back in place."

Harry was stunned for a moment and said, "Put it back in place? Don't I need to go to the hospital?"

Du Wei replied indifferently, "It's not necessary; actually, if there's no fracture, then just putting it back in place and keeping it immobilized for a while will allow it to heal on its own."

Harry quickly moved closer to Du Wei and said, "Trouble."

Without further ado, Du Wei placed his hands on Harry's arm, adjusted the angle slightly, and then suddenly said, "There's something behind you."

"What?... Ah... I..."

Harry instinctively turned his head but felt a sharp pain in his arm and then heard the sound of his joint popping.

Crack...

Afterward, his dislocated arm felt much more comfortable as the joint was back in place.

Harry was a little confused. He looked at Du Wei, who had let go of his arm and was keeping a placid expression, and said with mixed emotions, "You Easterners seem to know a lot, so do I just need to stabilize this hand with something now?"

"Of course, my friend. However, I recommend you not move that hand for a while because the soft tissues around the joint might have been injured due to the dislocation. Hmm... They need a two-week rest."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Du Wei... You are very professional."

Harry was not one to talk much. After thanking Du Wei, he regained his composure.

And Du Wei did not continue the topic. After sitting back down, his gaze rested on James.

"Now, we can talk about how to deal with it."

At his words, the expressions of the three people seated tensed up.

They knew that what Du Wei referred to as 'it' was— the Nun.

James organized his thoughts before speaking, "Here's the thing. The Church is taking this very seriously because, as you know, six exorcists have died due to this matter. If it weren't for some method the last exorcist used to limit it, I fear the situation would have gotten out of our control."

Du Wei hummed in acknowledgment, "Father Tony told me the general situation. I'm aware of it, so what's your solution? To seal its medium?"

James spoke gravely, "Exactly. The last exorcist sent a message to the Church before he died, revealing the location of its medium. We have brought a box. If we find its medium and imprison it inside, we can complete the seal."

"A box? Do you mean the medium isn't very large?"

"Yes, it should be a nun's head... um, part of a corpse."

At this, Du Wei frowned, recalling the woman's arm he had blasted to shreds with his gun.

Back in Alex's house, the antique clock had shown anomalies, and the decaying arm of a woman with a ring had appeared.

Eventually, he destroyed the arm with a gunshot, taking it and the ring back to his house.

Later on, he had burned the decaying arm to ashes and dumped it in the trash can.

An arm... a head, was there a necessary connection between them?

Or could it be that the original nun was a complete corpse that had been divided for some reason?

But why hadn't they found a part of the corpse at Mrs. Mina's house?

...Perhaps I'm mistaken. There might not be a necessary connection between the nun and the antique clock; otherwise, so many exorcists would not have died.

Hearing Du Wei fall into thought, Avery asked curiously, "Dr. Du Wei, what are you thinking about?"

Glancing at her, Du Wei shook his head and said, "Just some personal matters. By the way, where is the medium located?"

Avery quickly said, "It used to be a church, but after a big fire that killed many people, it was demolished. A mental hospital was built on its foundation."

At that, Du Wei fell silent.

After a long moment, he finally asked, "Which mental hospital, is it in the suburbs of New York?"

Avery said in surprise, "How did you know that?"

Du Wei calmly replied, "A very good friend of mine told me. So, we're going there?"

"Yes, get ready. We plan to head there this afternoon. The head of the hospital was a clergy member of the former church. We've informed her of our arrival, and she has prepared rooms for us."

"So, we are going to stay in the mental hospital?"

"Yes, Dr. Du Wei."