When Du Wei pressed the lighter, a strange flame instantly appeared.

The color is reddish, which is completely different from the normal lighter flame that is orange at the tip and blue at the end.

Kelly's hair was instantly ignited, and the stench of burning hair that overflowed filled the air.

The inverted flames spread straight down the hair.

Du Wei looked at Kelly's corpse with a blank face, looked at it, and watched the flames roll upward.

He had tried it a few times when he got his hands on it.

Indeed, according to Father Tony, you can only fight when you encounter evil spirits, and the rest of the time is simply a waste.

"But where is the evil spirit?"

Du Wei asked himself in his heart, staring coldly at Kelly's corpse wrapped in flames, and in the process, the feeling of depression became more and more intense.

But the evil spirit that you can imagine does not appear, it seems to be hiding in the shadows.

In his psychic state, he didn't feel anything unusual.

The body is not a medium......

Du Wei silently retracted his gaze, buckled the windproof cover of the lighter, and the flame was directly extinguished.

At the same time, the flames burning on Kelly's corpse also became smaller and smaller as if they had lost their combustibles, and then disappeared completely.

He needed to leave the villa, but what he couldn't figure out was that until now he had been under the influence of evil spirits, with no relative direct contact or any mechanism discovered.

It can be said that among the evil spirit incidents encountered by Du Wei, this one is the most tricky.

Wait a minute......

Du Wei frowned, he suddenly felt a cold, like the wind was blowing into the bedroom.

This kind of chill came inexplicably, and because of the rainy day, he wore relatively thick clothes, and carried a backpack, and his own exercise was not small, and his body was very warm.

But the chill for no reason, but it seems to ignore the clothes and penetrate directly along the skin into the body.

As far as the eye can see, the windows are still closed, as if they are isolated from the world, and the outside world is always dark.

So......

Is the door open?

The next second.

Du Wei turned his head, his eyes calm and almost no mood swings.

As he expected, before he knew it, the bedroom door was indeed pushed open.

Outside the door, it was dark and scary.

It's like a giant mouth with open fangs, capable of devouring everything in the darkness.

Du Wei thought for a while, retreated from the state of spiritual vision, and then walked directly over, the firelight behind him reflected his shadow, which appeared extremely narrow and long, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

He was speculating on the evil spirit's thoughts.

Obviously, it seems reluctant to engage with itself head-on, but rather has a cat-and-mouse mentality, wanting to get itself into fear before eventually giving itself a nirvana.

Moreover, unlike other evil spirits, it has not found any mechanism until now, and it is not even clear that the medium of triggering is not clear.

It's like a game.

However, Dewey doesn't plan to continue now, and the game with the evil spirits, while it sounds interesting, is actually pointless, low-end, and boring.

It's like walking a maze, you may need to take countless detours from start to finish, but if you know where the end is, you can directly choose the fastest and most convenient path.

Of course, this is ideal.

It's just that Du Wei can turn this ideal state into reality.

He had seen images of his own death.

As long as you find that place, or create the same environment, you can get infinitely closer to the result.

He's dying......

But he felt that it was impossible for him in the death picture to do something that did not conform to the logic of his actions.

In other words, death must be based on the premise that you are trying to break the game.

But it was clear that he had failed.

Compared with other people or things, Du Wei trusts his own judgment more, so he decided to use this as a premise to face the evil spirits in the villa in a different way and from a different angle, which have not appeared until now.

Walk in the dark.

The lighter was pulled, and the bean-sized flame burned.

The dim light of the fire reflected on Du Wei's face, which looked extremely absurd.

He even took out a cigarette and lit it slowly.

……

Dark villa on the second floor.

Only the sound of footsteps sounded, and everything else seemed to fall into silence, as if soundproof glass was installed, and the sound of rain and noise from the outside world could not be heard.

Suddenly......

Bang.

A flash of fire erupted from the darkness, followed by the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Du Wei stepped forward with a blank face, and looked at the lock that had fallen on the ground by the light of the lighter.

"Looks like my marksmanship is pretty good."

He stopped boosing, pushed open the door, and walked straight inside.

In this villa, the biggest suspicion is this locked room, so after leaving Kelly's bedroom, Du Wei came directly here.

As he said, his marksmanship was indeed okay, and after calculating the angle and confirming that he would not be accidentally injured by the bullet, he did not hesitate to shoot at the lock.

Although Du Wei also knew that doing so might cause an attack by evil spirits, in a way, it was also what he wanted.

Two lighters, one can only be used to light a cigarette, and the other can be used to deal with evil spirits.

He never does anything he is not sure of.

Walk into the room.

The tip of the nose can smell a slight decaying smell.

Groping in the dark, Du Wei's fingertips touched a switch.

"It's supposed to be the light."

Press gently.

The imaginary lights came on but didn't appear.

Du Wei sighed, and could only light the lighter again, and this time, he saw a table, a chair, and a cylindrical candle on the table.

"Looks like this is where I died?"

With a mocking tone, Du Wei walked over slowly, took off his backpack, pulled out a chair and sat on it.

And, he lit the candle with a lighter.

At this moment, he was facing the chair, almost the same as the death picture he had seen in his previous psionic state.

And now, he had withdrawn from his psionic state, almost completely undefended.

Du Wei began to look at the table, he was very curious, why did he in the death picture stared at the table with his head down, what was he looking at at that time?

With his own character, it is absolutely impossible to do meaningless things.

The table is the one with drawers, which is also locked.

Du Wei thought for a moment, and pulled out the silver cross dagger from Andrew Dawqua.

Most of the time it doesn't work in his hands, and it's used to smash things more often than it does against evil spirits.

After knocking on the lock, to Du Wei's surprise, he saw two things, one was a diary and the other was a mask.

The diary is the kind that is very common, and it doesn't look special.

The mask is different, its style is not much different from what I saw on the bus before, with a cane and a gold brooch on his chest, which is suspected to be the evil spirit of Mrs. Mina's husband, and the white mask with no facial features is not much different.

The only difference is that there are holes left in the eyes.