The strange scene that happened in the hospital room Du Wei didn't know.

Otherwise, he would have felt extremely familiar when he saw those eyes.

Because the eyes that James couldn't control were basically the same as his own, or the eyes of the evil spirit Dewey.

And that cold feeling is more inclined to the evil spirit Du Wei......

……

Park your car in front of the counseling clinic.

Du Wei took out his phone and glanced at the time, it was now more than 7 o'clock in the morning, and he had a whole day to take care of his own business.

And tomorrow, the bishop sent by the church will come to the North Brook district.

When the time comes, he will have to cooperate with the two bishops' investigations.

Before that, he'll have to try to deal with Annabelle and meet the evil spirit Dewey.

Take out the key and open the door.

The house is still as usual.

Antique clocks still hang on the wall, overlapping hands rotating regularly.

Annabelle, who lost the bet, stayed honestly in the framing cabinet, and could not voluntarily leave the framing cabinet unless there was an external force.

As for the Dark Shadow......

Du Wei glanced at the shadowed area at the staircase on the first floor.

There, a pair of bloodshot eyes silently disappeared into the shadows.

It's daylight......

The evil spirits, on the other hand, don't like to do it in the daytime.

Under normal circumstances, the three evil spirits in the house are only active at night, and they are quieter during the day.

Of course, if Du Wei hadn't been carrying a bag and a black umbrella now, it is estimated that the black shadow would still be persistently attacking and trying to kill him.

This evil spirit is more paranoid than any evil spirit Du Wei has encountered.

There was a snap......

Du Wei closed the door, and the light on the first floor dimmed a little.

And the eyes of the black shadow quietly emerged from the staircase, staring at Du Wei deadly.

That kind of malicious gaze has no hidden thoughts.

Du Wei didn't bother to take care of it, so he walked to the sofa by himself, put the black umbrella on the coffee table, and then took out two masks from his backpack, as well as two clown cards that were placed separately.

He doesn't have a lot of special items on him now.

Most of them are a bit problematic though.

Staring at the cracked mask, his gaze lingering on his eyes for a moment.

Du Wei's expression was a little cold.

This original mask existed as a medium for the evil spirit Dewey.

Although he later became the owner of the mask, when he was in Massas, he suspected that after wearing the mask, the evil spirit Du Wei would also be able to share his vision with him through this mask.

"This shouldn't be all you can do, otherwise it's a bit disappointing......"

Du Wei said lightly, in many cases, this mask has brought him a lot of help, as long as he wears it, he can have the identity of an evil spirit.

This identity is very useful, but now it seems that when you wear a mask in the future, you must pay attention to the occasion, and some information must not be known to the evil spirit Du Wei.

If this can be used well, then killing the evil spirit Du Wei will be a very simple and deadly effective method.

Even, it can selectively let the evil spirit Du Wei know some information and mislead it to make wrong judgments.

Then, Du Wei set his eyes on another mask.

It's also white, but this mask doesn't have facial features.

And faintly, Du Wei could feel the cold aura that was emanating from it all the time.

This thing should be called a mask evil spirit.

Because in the mask, there is an evil spirit that cannot come out, but it is not easy to destroy.

Then.

Du Wei's eyes were drawn to the clown card on the side.

It's the clown card that makes a wish.

On the cards, I don't know when, the person in the tuxedo has changed again.

This person's figure is basically the same as Du Wei's, but I don't know when, a white mask with no facial features appeared in his hand, and he slowly put it on his face.

At the same time, behind it, on the door with countless rotting arms, three of which suddenly let go of the moment it put on the mask.

In the next second, under Du Wei's puzzled gaze, he watched the three arms slowly grasp the masked man.

Three rotting arms gripped its shoulders and waist, as if it were going to pull it through the golden door.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help but shake his head, leaning on the sofa and gently tapping his fingers on the glass of the coffee table.

As he tapped it, he pondered: "Although the two clown cards have different functions, their external manifestations are basically the same, the person wearing the tuxedo on the card represents the state of its owner, and the wolf and these arms represent the number of times they are used and the degree of assimilation by evil spirits." ”

"Once killed by a wolf, or pulled through the door by these arms, the evil spirit will shoot directly."

"But I haven't used a Joker card that can make a wish, so the person on it doesn't just represent me, but also the masked spirit I created."

"Mask Spirit...... It can't come out of it, and in a sense, it's second only to the black umbrella and lighter for my safety. ”

"And to deal with Annabelle, I'll have to use its power."

At this point, Du Wei raised an eyebrow, took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit a cigarette for himself.

He's been under a lot of stress lately and he's smoking a little more often than before.

"Hoo ......"

Gently exhale a puff of smoke.

Dewey didn't let go of the lighter button, but turned his head to look behind him.

As far as the eye could see, there was a pair of bloodshot eyes.

It's a dark shadow......

But Du Wei didn't even change his expression in the slightest, he held a lighter in his right hand and his eyes were calm.

"I can give you a chance to kill me, but unfortunately you can't."

His voice was cold, and his words were directed at the evil spirit Dewey.

The Black Shadow was an evil spirit, and it certainly couldn't give Du Wei an answer.

A man and an evil spirit looked at each other like this.

The red flame of the lighter burned even more vigorously.

The black shadow stood behind the sofa, staring at Du Wei who was twisting and looking, it seemed to hesitate, but it was afraid of something.

The whole house fell into peace.

All you can hear is the hands of the clock, which are clicking and turning.

As for Annabelle, it was like a doll, staying motionless in a framed cabinet.

Long.

The black shadow still slowly stretched out his hand to Du Wei.

Malicious outbreaks directly......

Du Wei noticed that the direction of the black shadow's hand was his head, and he couldn't help but stare at it.

He knew that the was going to screw his head off.

It's like in Massas, trying to screw off the head of the evil spirit Mike Stowe.

Couldn't help but sneer, Du Wei sneered: "It seems that before I solve Annabelle, I have to do an experiment with you." ”

In the next second, he directly picked up the mask with no facial features and put it on his face.