June 1 at 1:20 p.m.

North Brooke, Psychic Counseling Clinic Clinic.

Du Wei pushed the door open and walked in.

Everything is as usual in the house.

Antique clocks hang on the walls, overlapping hands that rotate regularly and make a mechanical click.

Annabelle remained motionless in the framed cabinet.

It's been a lot of good lately......

Only the black shadow was still the same as before, hidden in the shadows of the invisible corner, staring at Du Wei.

It's very persistent.

But when Du Wei put his backpack on the sofa, unzipped it and took out something wrapped in a white cloth from inside, and opened it to reveal a red balloon, the malicious gaze directly stopped.

There is another evil spirit in the house.

Du Wei held the red lead in his left hand, and took out the clown card he had first obtained with his right hand.

He walked directly to the surface of the antique clock and said lightly: "Actually, I really want to gamble with you." ”

Call......

Inexplicably, a cold wind blew......

The dark shadow in the corner hesitated, then slowly disappeared into the shadows.

Annabelle, who was in the framed cabinet, turned her head slowly, and happened to face Du Wei.

The only exception is the antique clock, which is just like a normal clock, and there is no reaction.

Du Wei glanced at the clown card.

The face of the tuxedo on the card was very gloomy.

The gamble doesn't hold.

But Du Wei was not surprised, he just wanted to test the antique clock, and it was normal if there was no reaction, and if there was a reaction, it could only mean that something was going to happen.

But in this way, Du Wei is much more relieved.

He stared strangely at the red balloon he was carrying in his left hand.

In the state of spiritual vision, the whole balloon has an eerie and terrifying feeling, red as if it is blood, which is very dazzling, and people can't help but feel fear when they see it.

Inside the balloon, a clown's hideous face can be faintly seen, but it is very dim and difficult to spot if you don't pay attention.

Du Wei looked at it and said softly: "In that case, let's make a bet, whether you win or lose, you will get an antique clock, and other than that, neither of us will increase any chips." ”

"There's nothing to lose for you."

However.

Pennywise didn't respond, didn't have the nourishment of fear, and he wasn't even qualified to gamble.

Immediately.

Du Wei frowned, although he had thought of this for a long time, but when the gamble could not be carried out, he was still very disappointed.

"If you don't do anything to me, then what's the point of me bringing you home?"

If it was just to solve the evil spirit incident in Dre Town, it would be easier for Du Wei to directly kill Pennywise Joker on the spot.

Du Wei's eyes were slightly cold: "You are a bit of a chicken rib for me......"

The red balloon trembled imperceptibly.

Ordinary people are afraid of evil spirits.

It's the same with exorcists, even if they are strong-willed, they will produce emotions such as fear.

But Dewey was dead.

It also makes things cumbersome.

He had to keep Pennywise.

But what Du Wei hates most is trouble......

So, he went back to the couch, sat down, and took out the mask with no facial features.

There is a hint of shade in the hand, and there is an evil spirit inside.

Du Wei put the mask on his face and held both clown cards in his hands.

Two joker cards, one representing the game.

One represents an idealistic wish, and although the result is always presented in strange ways, it is really useful in a sense.

Of course, this ability must have a limit, and it is not gratuitous, and every time you use it, you are trading with it, or the evil spirit.

"When I make a wish, Pennywise will make a bet with me on a voluntary basis."

He was now wearing a new mask.

It was the evil spirit in the mask who bore the price of the wish, not himself.

The next second.

Du Wei looked at the red balloon and said in a calm tone: "Now, we can continue the game." ”

After saying that, he rubbed another joker card with his thumb and said the rules of the game.

"I'll provide you with the chips, and whether you win or lose, you'll only get antique clocks."

"And the rule is, see who says the other person's name first."

When he used to play a gambling game with evil spirits, Du Wei would also play text traps to dig a pit to deceive evil spirits.

But in the face of Pennywise, he has been perfunctory to the extreme, and he doesn't even bother to deceive.

Suddenly.

An extremely evil gaze swept over Du Wei's body, and finally rested on Pennywise in the red balloon.

On the card, Du Wei, who was wearing a tuxedo, showed a strange smile.

The gamble is set.

Pennywise was already attached to the balloon, and he could barely tremble for a moment, and it was impossible to say Dewey's name.

But Du Wei was not polite, he called Pennywise directly.

"Congratulations, you've won!"

As the voice landed.

The antique clock on the wall[51 The hands stopped.

The clown card in his hand became extremely cold, as if it was an ice cube, which made Du Wei subconsciously throw it away.

"Click......

"Click......

"Click......

The hands beat again and again, and the sound was regular but inexplicably creepy.

Du Wei jerked his head back and looked at the antique clock.

"This ......"

His face sank directly, and in the state of spiritual vision, the entire antique clock exuded an extremely terrifying malice, which surged over like a tide.

This malice was purely outrageous, even stronger than the pressure that the nun she met at Hill Psychiatric Hospital put on Du Wei.

Annabelle, who was in the framed cabinet, shuddered and twisted her head as if in fear......

With this extremely oppressive atmosphere, it is getting stronger and stronger.

The hands are also turning faster and faster.

The entire house was plunged into darkness.

Click......

The sound is getting louder.

Bang......

The red balloon that Du Wei was carrying in his left hand exploded directly as if he couldn't withstand this kind of pressure!

At the moment when the red balloon burst.

The speed at which the hands of an antique clock turn immediately stopped.

The house was lit up again.

It's as if nothing happened.

Du Wei slowly took off the mask on his face, and his voice was cold without the slightest emotion: "It seems that I can't get rid of you at all except death." ”

"You held the ring, and I was cursed because of it, and I wore it once."

"Can I understand that you are holding me in?"

"So what the hell are you, if not as terrifying as the source of the curse, at least as terrifying as the bus."

No response......

But Du Wei knew that he was right......

On the side.

The fragments of the red balloon, which had exploded, floated as if they were alive, piece by piece, but very slowly.