Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 87 087, Exorcism

In the restroom, the ropes binding Du Wei's hands and feet had been untied.

James looked at the masked man, able to see only a pair of eyes that were so calm and rational they were chilling, and he couldn't help feeling a shiver in his heart.

"Mr. Du Wei, are you sure you can deal with this Evil Spirit?"

He pointed to the mirror, at the hideous-looking Evil Spirit that looked exactly like Du Wei.

This thing was just too eerie; it almost killed all three of them, and Du Wei was someone who had just become an Exorcist two days ago—it was hard to believe what he had said before was true.

Harry and Homier's expressions were similar; both somewhat perplexed. This Evil Spirit was extremely terrifying, and many things that could be used against Evil Spirits were basically useless against it.

Even for an Elite Exorcist, without using those items from the Sealing Nun, they would be utterly helpless against it.

It was beyond common understanding.

Totally incomprehensible.

And more importantly, there was still an unknown dark shadow blocking the door in this psychological clinic...

Du Wei looked at them calmly, moved his limbs, and said, "Please trust me, this is between it and me."

Seeing his resolute attitude, James could only say, "In that case... we'll go deal with the dark shadow at the door first, and wait for you outside. If you can't handle it, come out immediately and we'll think of another solution."

Du Wei shook his head and said, "You don't need to worry about that dark shadow anymore, I understand it very well. You can leave with confidence."

"Alright..."

After James finished speaking, he gave Du Wei a deep look, then nodded to Harry and Homier, and the three of them directly opened the door and walked out.

...

Once the three had left, Du Wei casually closed the door, glanced at the Evil Spirit in the mirror, bent down to turn on the faucet, and let the thin stream of water continue to fill the sink.

At this moment, the Evil Spirit in the mirror had undergone a drastic change in demeanor and attitude, having completely lost its previous gentlemanly facade; it was snarling with anger, as if long-suppressed negative emotions had just been ignited.

Du Wei lifted his head and glanced at the "himself" in the mirror.

He had intended to repeat the previous process in the washbasin, to take back his body the moment he put on the mask, but now it seemed that, according to the mechanism of the Evil Spirit possessing a body, the process had already begun as soon as he put on the mask.

"Through psychological suggestion and some deliberate hypnosis, I learned the truth."

"It's laughable, just because he wanted to try controlling someone else's life..."

"I led him to believe that there are ghosts in this world, and even hypnotized him, suggesting that ghosts would come to take his life."

"For two years, he sought many masters to perform exorcism rituals, but to no avail."

"When someone's mind is trapped in a dead end, their perspective becomes completely limited, like an insect caught in a web, struggling in vain."

"In the end, he completely broke down and leaped from the 26th floor, smashing to pieces on the ground."

Having said that, Du Wei reached out his hand, picked up the crumpled woman's face from the washbasin, and slowly placed it over his own reflection in the mirror.

This game was nearing its end, with the original Du Wei in the mirror taking the role of the Evil Spirit, and the Evil Spirit inside the mask now wearing Du Wei's persona.

Role reversal.

And now, Du Wei had reclaimed his body and intended to complete the process.

He wanted to give his mirror "self" a new face.

...

On the first floor, there was no one.

The Antique Clock on the wall started to change its speed of ticking, with the hour, minute, and second hands gradually overlapping.

When the hands came to rest at the 12:03 mark on the dial, the time hands aligned, returning to their usual form.

In the restroom, Du Wei had already placed the crumpled woman's face over the face of his reflection in the mirror.

It looked very eerie.

In the mirror, Du Wei's face, replaced by the crumpled woman's face, twisted grotesquely, appearing utterly inhuman.

As if unable to withstand this force, the surface of the mirror immediately began to crack, and the slight sound of shattering glass started rising.

Bang...