The dim lights in the room flickered.

Most of it was hidden in the shadows, and the darkness in the corner was gloomy.

in the bathroom.

The picture in the mirror freezes the moment when Du Wei lowered his head and looked at the sink.

He maintained this position as well as for almost a minute.

at the bottom of the pool.

A crumpled woman's face, white as if it had been painted, and her eyes were wide open, as if she was exerting extreme force, so that it was covered with bloodshots.

But at this time, the blood streaks took on a dark brown color and coagulated for a long time.

When Du Wei was looking at this face, it was also looking at Du Wei.

And in the mirror, there is only himself.

Then.

Du Wei reached out and pressed down on the face.

The touch of your fingertips.

Nothing.

Fingers run directly across the surface of the water and press against the plug at the bottom of the pool.

Push it gently!

A pool of water flowed down in an instant, and the strange thing was that this face was obviously indissolidated, but at this time, it seemed to merge with the water, twisted into a whirlpool, and was carried into the sewer pipe by the current.

……

"No entity? Or is the manifestation of the evil spirit, different from what I imagined, and simply hallucination......"

Du Wei said this to himself in his heart, then walked to the bedroom on the second floor, pushed the door open and walked in.

Click......

Strap the door with a backhand.

And yet at this moment.

There was a knock at the door......

Knock knock knock......

Knock knock knock......

Knock knock knock......

Du Wei's body instantly stiffened, turned his head, and faced the bedroom door, his dark pupils dilated slightly, and his breathing was a little rapid.

He could barely keep his peace!

"How so?"

Du Wei tried to calm himself down.

In front of him.

Behind the bedroom door, as if there was a person, it was really knocking hard, very regular, and the wooden bedroom door trembled slightly.

Something is coming in......

There was only a knock on the door before, and there were no unusual changes other than that, but this time it was completely different.

It's like jumping from lv1 to lv5 in an instant.

Obviously, everything was safe yesterday, although something strange happened, it didn't affect me too much.

But today it was completely different, as if it had been stimulated in some way.

Moreover, Du Wei racked his brains and couldn't figure out why this evil spirit suddenly entered his house.

Du Wei took a deep breath.

According to his guess, Elsa and Conan Doyle were both killed and missing in the attack of evil spirits last night, but he did not have an accident, probably because of the confrontation and balance between the two evil spirits.

The first evil spirit, brought by Elsa, was also the first to target itself.

The second evil spirit was attracted by the post photo I accidentally saw.

The two unseen hunters are eyeing their prey, so there is some kind of checks and balances, so that they can survive safely.

Can ...... now

The idea of checks and balances should be fine, after all, Father Tony, a relative professional, gave a similar explanation when he sold himself a silver cross dagger.

Dewey's head was thinking and running wildly.

"What's the problem?"

Wait a minute......

There was a problem with Conan Doyle's distress post......

Du Wei felt a slight chill in his heart, but the more this was the case, the calmer he became.

Even, he took out the medical record report he made for himself and wrote notes in the bottom column.

[The goal of the evil spirits is multi-lined, but the purpose is single-lined, and in order to achieve the goal, they will use means that ordinary people cannot imagine. 】

There was no reply from the poster from beginning to end, only the person who read the post was scolding, but because of this, Conan Doyle and himself were targeted by evil spirits, and even everyone who had seen the photo could now be its target.

Who can guarantee that the first post was really made by a human and not by an evil spirit?

When I was at home in the afternoon, I searched for Conan Doyle's distress post, was it really sent by him?

Same posts, same photos!

Why didn't you think about it, it was all caused by this evil spirit?

Du Wei's mind was very clear, there must be some kind of checks and balances between the evil spirits, otherwise he couldn't explain how he survived the first day.

The current situation is different, but after careful analysis, one can get an answer.

I triggered some kind of condition and personally put this evil spirit into the house.

"It's that picture, the eye behind the cat's eye ......"

[When I see it, it also sees me]

Du Wei wrote this passage on a piece of paper.

It's a bit ridiculous that some of the mechanisms of evil spirits are somewhat similar to the logical calculations of computers.

Thinking of this, Du Wei took a deep breath.

If we can restore this checks and balances, maybe all problems will be solved.

But now I don't have that ability at all.

Unless he is targeted by another evil spirit and joins another hunter, but in this situation, it is simply impossible.

Du Wei told himself to calm down in his heart, and he even used hypnosis and suggestion to temporarily let himself forget the emotion of fear.

Because fear and fear are the nourishment that nourishes the growth of evil spirits.

[I'm trying to use a silver cross dagger to try to fight evil spirits]

Then, he reached into his clothes and pulled out the silver cross dagger he had bought from Father Tony.

If this thing really works, I must go to Father Tony's place to pray every week, but if it doesn't work, I hope that I will become an evil spirit when I die, and talk to him!

Du Wei held the silver cross dagger in one hand and pressed it directly against the door.

At this point, the door was still being slammed.

And as Du Wei pressed the cross dagger against the door, it seemed to arouse the displeasure of the evil spirits outside the door, which made the knocking more intense.

It even becomes irregular.

It used to be a knock, but now it's like a smash.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The door was almost smashed open, and Du Wei even saw that the screws of the door lock were falling off, and the doorknob was also turning.

[Function: Ineffective]

This article was said by Du Wei in his heart, not on paper.

Because the bedroom door itself was not a very strong material, a crack appeared at this time, and he had to press against the door hard.

Through the cracks, Du Wei saw that the lights outside had become extremely dim and gloomy, as if there were a lot of gray particles, such as haze, which made everything blurry and unclear.

While the lights flickered wildly, one eye, through the gap, stared at Du Wei deadly.

Then......

With a snap, all the lights went out in an instant as if they couldn't bear it......

The whole room was plunged into darkness.

The voice was dead, and a shuddering breath outside the door could be felt as it entered the bedroom.