In the evening.

Across the street from the counseling clinic.

After Du Wei got out of the taxi, he walked to the door with a black umbrella and a printer.

But after putting down the printer, inserting the key and twisting it, his body paused.

"Something seems wrong......"

During the day, the clinic is indeed quiet, with the presence of antique clocks, and the dark shadows and Annabelle will dissipate a lot.

Even if there is an extra evil corpse, the sharp knife that can be used as a medium should not have any effect on himself.

It is only at night that they come alive.

And now, it's evening......

Du Wei was slightly vigilant in his heart, he held a black umbrella in one hand, and pushed the door open with the other.

As far as the eye can see, the antique clock hangs on the wall, and the hands overlap each other, still rotating as usual.

And the framed cabinet with Annabelle hanging next to it is also tightly fitted, and there seems to be no problem.

As for the Dark Shadow......

Except when it was going to do it, it mostly hid in the shadows, and when it didn't appear, Dewey didn't know where it was in the house.

"It seems that there is some trouble, we have to solve it first......"

Du Wei whispered, then picked up the printer and walked into the room.

After taking a few steps, the door behind him closed automatically.

The light gradually dimmed throughout the room, as if it had quickly entered the night.

Whether it's a window or a door, everything that can let in light is quickly occupied by shadows.

The feeling of depression that cannot be described in words slowly surfaced in Du Wei's heart.

And this is much more dignified than before, second only to the time when the nun jumped out of the dream.

It's just that Du Wei didn't react much.

To put it in an inappropriate phrase, that is – habit becomes nature.

So, he put the printer on the coffee table, didn't use it, just sat on the sofa, took out the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.

Call......

With a slight puff of smoke, Du Wei leaned back on the sofa and stared at the antique clocks and Annabelle hanging on the wall with a cold expression.

The atmosphere was dignified......

Du Wei didn't care, and said to himself: "After I got out of the car and came back this time, my evil spirit has become much worse, and even out of control. ”

"So I was going to make contact with Father Tony in two days, but what I didn't expect was that when I got home, the transformation of the evil spirit seemed to skip the process of getting out of control."

"It's like, something is helping me? Well...... It's not a good statement, maybe something should have sucked some power out of me? ”

"I knew from the beginning that I was different from other hunters, that my right hand was completely unconscious when it was demonized, as if its owner was not me."

"Then, at Goliath, I saw the picture of death again, and I have always been wary of this ability, and the more I believe, the easier it is to be misled."

"And the picture of death is because of the spiritual vision."

"So what do you two want to do?"

As soon as the words fell, Du Wei took out his pistol, and the dark and hollow barrel was aimed directly at the antique clock.

His voice was indifferent: "You should be the same thing as the mask, you should be alone with that ring, and the two masks together can hold the gold brooch." ”

"In every mask, there is an evil spirit, but you are very hidden."

"Either I'll force you out, or you'll come out on your own."

Click.

Du Wei directly opened the insurance, he planned to test the antique clock, this thing is too weird, every time there is a picture of death, it is indicating something, even with a little bit of guidance.

It seems to want to keep itself alive, and it doesn't want the evil spirit Du Wei to occupy its body, but in a sense, it is not with good intentions.

No matter what you do, the ultimate goal of evil spirits is to kill people.

In the face of unknown horrors, we should always be vigilant.

But to Du Wei's disappointment, the antique clock did not react at all, and still rotated mechanically.

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, but at this moment, the framed cabinet hanging next to the antique winning bid suddenly trembled.

Click...... The spring springs spring.

The lock opened and slammed into the wooden floor, but no sound came.

Babbling......

The door of the framed cabinet opened, and the evil spirit doll Annabelle turned her head, her plastic eyes staring directly at Du Wei.

It's obviously not a real eyeball, but you can feel that kind of cold and resentful gaze.

The malice in it is deeper than before.

Or rather, it has only now reverted to its original horror.

The temperature in the room plummeted, and Du Wei only felt chills all over his body, and goosebumps oozed from the surface of his skin.

At this moment.

The entire house was completely dark, except for the area illuminated by the lighter's flame.

...... in the dark

The sound of rustling came.

Du Wei didn't even need to enter the state of spiritual vision, and he saw that one figure after another appeared in the room.

Among them were men and women, with different skin colors.

But everyone's face was gray, and their eyes were dead and empty.

It's all ghosts......

They were first found in many places in the house, near walls, doorways, staircases, and in front of televisions.

Even, in the position of Du Wei's left and right hands sitting on the sofa, there were two ghosts.

A man and a woman are both white - Bob and Lisa who died in the house of horrors.

Immediately after, all the ghosts turned their heads expressionlessly and looked at Du Wei deadly.

And his right hand, uncontrollably, directly entered the state of evil spirit, and his complexion appeared even paler, with a completely unfamiliar feeling.

The flame of the lighter shrank instantly.

Behind Du Wei, a large shadow spread, a pair of bloodshot eyes, full of thick malice, I don't know when, the black shadow stood behind him.

Du Wei stared at his right hand, looked at it a few times, and suddenly smiled.

"I see...... When I first caught you, you had left something on me and nourished and strengthened it, or were you recovering? ”

He said it to Annabelle.

It seems that he underestimated it too much.

It should not be a simple evil spirit doll, it has the ability to gather ghosts.

Thinking of this, Du Wei directly put on the mask.

Then, he tried it, directly dissolved the evil spirit of his right hand, and stood up and looked at the black shadow.

The shadow seemed to be a little tangled, and it reached out and grabbed at the place under Du Wei's armpit.

Where, hidden, a sharp knife wrapped in a white cloth.

It seemed eager to get its hands on the knife......

The mask blocked Du Wei's face, and the whole person felt even more weird, and when the black shadow was about to touch his clothes, he took out the clown card.

The self in the tuxedo on the card suddenly turned his head and smiled maliciously at the black shadow.

In the next second, the black shadow paused, and continued to stretch out his hand a little unwillingly, but gave up.

Du Wei shook his head, and under the gaze of all the ghosts, he walked up to Annabelle, who was standing on the ground.

Said softly, "Do you want to make a bet?" ”