HBWnovel Chapter 314: 312, Everyone has dreams.
Chapter 314: 312, Everyone has dreams.
Chapter 314: 312, Everyone has dreams.
The next morning, June 12th.
In Alex’s home.
Du Wei sat alone on the bed, holding a mirror in his hand, his gaze calm and profound.
In the mirror, his face was reflected.
There were slight bloodshot threads in his eyes, but he was in good spirits.
“I clearly hinted to myself that I wouldn’t dream, so why did this happen again? Is it because you have already started to emerge?”
This “you” referred to the curse.
The source of the curse was The Nun, which Du Wei usually called the Nun.
Once touched by it, it would entangle him forever, until the day Du Wei died, the curse wouldn’t let him go.
He might become another Nun, or The Nun, or he might directly become an Evil Spirit.
But either way,
The result was something Du Wei couldn’t accept.@@@@
So now, he was considering an issue.
How to deal with this problem.
Involuntarily, Du Wei pondered to himself.
“According to what my future father-in-law, Lawrence, said, the source of the curse is likely a demon. To solve it once and for all, I need to know its true name and chant it out to drive it away from the human world.”
“Whether it’s the ring or the Golden Brooch, there are some symbols, put together, they spell ‘vala,’ and there’s a letter that looks like a ‘k.’
“The oil painting was supposed to be imprisoning something, but that thing has already disappeared, and I can’t find out the exact symbols for now.”
“If these symbols are The Nun’s true name, then what I should do is find the other items, the media of the curse, and piece together the complete true name of the demon.”
With this thought, Du Wei took a deep breath, the calm in his eyes now mixed with resolution and ruthlessness.
To him, he had only been able to survive in the cracks in the past.
Even when dealing with the Nun in his dreams, he had to be extremely careful, maintaining the balance at home, using other Evil Spirits to fight the Nun.
It was like walking a tightrope; a slight misstep would mean plummeting into the abyss, with no place for his body to rest in death.
Afternoon.
Du Wei drove his car toward the church in North Brook District.
On the way,
he took out his phone and made a call to his future father-in-law, Lawrence.
There was a confused tone on the other end of the line, “Du Wei?”
Du Wei said calmly, “It’s me, Uncle Lawrence. I need your help.”
Lawrence paused for a second, “About the curse?”
Du Wei said blandly, “Yes. Previously, Alex helped me find out that a collection of antiques was auctioned off in Berson Auction House in New York City. I suspect that among those items, there is information related to the curse.”
Lawrence suddenly understood and said, “I know what you want to do, but didn’t my daughter already help you with this?”
Du Wei said gravely, “But that information wasn’t very detailed. I need to know who ended up with those antiques and where they are now. If possible, I have millions at hand that could be used to buy them back.”
Without the slightest concern, Lawrence said, “That’s simple. I’ll just contact the collectors of those antiques for you and buy them directly from them to deliver to your house. You can just wait for them.”
Speaking in a profound tone, he added, “The son-in-law of the Wittebach family shouldn’t waste energy on such matters. I’ll handle it for you.”
Du Wei was very grateful, “Thank you, Uncle.”
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, they hung up the call.
By then, Du Wei had arrived at the entrance of the church.
Inside the church, many people were praying.
So, Du Wei found a seat at random and sat down quietly, waiting for the prayers to end.
About half an hour later, the praying crowd began to disperse gradually.
Father Tony, wiping the sweat from his forehead, walked up to Du Wei looking a bit tired, and said, “I don’t know what happened today, suddenly many people came to church to pray, saying they all had nightmares but couldn’t remember what the nightmares were about.”
“I’ve been a priest for many years, and this is the first time I’ve encountered such a situation.”
“Mr. Du Wei, do you think it could be some sort of trouble with Evil Spirits?”
“Mr. Du Wei? Why aren’t you speaking?”
COMMENT
0 comment
Vote
3 left
SEND GIFT