Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

As Du Wei left the attic, he wrapped the dagger suspected to be a medium for the Evil Spirit in white cloth and tucked it close to his body.

Carrying around such a "murder weapon" was not a good thing for him.

If it were discovered by someone, it was very likely that Du Wei would be listed as a suspect.

Fortunately, with the informed Officer Tom around, there was no need to worry about this problem for the time being.

And after going to the church and seeing Father Tony tomorrow morning, he believed he should be able to find out what this thing that seemed like the Evil Spirit made by the Veda Sect was all about.

"Sigh..."

Descending the stairs, Du Wei let out a sigh of relief.

The time was now a little past 9 in the evening, and he needed to call Officer Tom, having arranged in the afternoon for him to deal with the aftermath.

After all… there should still be a body lying outside his home.

The hollowed-out body in the attic, however, could not be disclosed to Officer Tom, not at least for now.

Because no matter how one looked at it, that body did not conform to the common knowledge about Evil Spirits, there must be a secret there.

Those photos, the hexagram pattern, and the dagger together seemed like some rituals, a curse specifically set up for Du Wei.

If he could uncover the secret of that thing, perhaps he could give the people of the Veda Sect a surprise.

The reason he wanted to go to the church to meet Father Tony tomorrow was because Du Wei found that his latest Evil Spirit Transformation seemed to be nearing completion.

He squinted his eyes and extended his Right Hand, as a spine-chilling aura slowly emerged, making his entire being appear even more eerie.

At the same time, the frequency of his heartbeat reduced, and his eyes were cold and clear.

But this was only on the surface and did not indicate a state of nearly absolute reason that comes after the loss of humanity.

Watching his Right Hand gradually return to normal, his demeanor also reverted to its previous state.

He was somewhat puzzled.

Before returning home, the Evil Spirit Transformation was still evolving.

But upon arriving home, it was as if something had stimulated him, and the uncontrollable feeling gradually disappeared, accelerating the pace of the transformation significantly.

...

As he walked downstairs, he dialed Officer Tom's number.

But strangely, this time the call wasn't connected quickly, as if Officer Tom was in some sort of trouble.

Du Wei frowned and dialed two more times.

After a good while, the call finally went through.
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Then, Officer Tom's somewhat hurried voice came through, "Mr. Du Wei, please forgive me for not answering sooner, I've had an emergency, I'm very sorry..."

Du Wei, puzzled, said, "Didn't you go to the Red Light District for enforcement? Why do you sound so breathless, you couldn't possibly be... "

"Ah... Please don't misunderstand."

Officer Tom quickly explained over the phone, "I didn't go to the Red Light District, I actually just finished up. I bet you can't imagine the horrific thing I've encountered."

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Du Wei's pupils slightly constricted and he immediately asked, "Does it have to do with the Evil Spirit?"

Tom sighed and said, "It's a terrifying suicide case, I'm on my way to your place now with my team, we'll discuss more when I arrive. By the way, have you dealt with that damned Evil Spirit?"

Upon hearing this, Du Wei felt slightly relieved and replied, "More or less dealt with, though not without troubles. How long before you arrive?"

"Ten minutes? Maybe sooner..."

"Okay, we'll leave it at that."

...

After hanging up the phone,

Du Wei had reached the front door on the ground floor.

He didn't open the door immediately, instead first peering through the peephole. Under the dim light, a pale, numb face appeared in the peephole.

"It's the body."

Having said that, he squinted, gripped the door handle lightly, and swung the door open.

In an instant,

The view outside was completely unveiled.

Due to Roy's death last week, few people passed by the psychological clinic, and in the evening, there was no sign of life at all.

But that was not important.

What mattered was that at that moment, in front of the clinic, stood a corpse that had been dead for some time, stiffened with rigidity.

It was an Asian, aside from not having double eyelids, he looked about seventy percent similar to Du Wei, and most importantly, he was very young...

Du Wei looked at the body and fell silent.

He stood there, calmly staring at the body, his black eyes becoming dark and profound, like a lake, hiding his emotions.

After a long while, he covered the peephole, walked around the body, and stepped out.

As he lit a cigarette for himself, he casually closed the door behind him.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, the white clouds of smoke gradually dispersed...

The smell of the burning tobacco was unpleasant, the longer one smoked, the more piercing it became.

...

A few minutes later.

Two police cars stopped in front of the psychological counseling clinic.

When Officer Tom got out of the car with several subordinates, he saw the stiff body standing upright, as well as Du Wei standing to one side, smoking, lost in thought.

He noticed that there were seven or eight cigarette butts burnt to the end at Du Wei's feet…

Tom's face held a complex expression as he greeted, "Hey, Mr. Du Wei…"

Du Wei tossed his cigarette on the ground, stamped it out, and calmly said, "You're here earlier than I expected…"

Tom gave a wry smile and said, "There were hardly any vehicles on the nearby roads, so the journey was smooth all the way."

Du Wei hummed in response, then pointed to the corpse and calmly said, "This is the victim. I'll leave them to you."

"Alright."

Tom nodded and instructed his subordinates, "Prepare the body bag, investigate the victim's identity, and notify their family."

After speaking, he looked back at Du Wei, "And, as per standard procedure, you need to make a statement with me."

Du Wei thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait until after the body has been taken away. I need to watch."

His words were cryptic, but Officer Tom was an "initiate."

So, he coughed and replied, "Alright Mr. Du Wei, I'm not in a hurry."

It didn't take long for Officer Tom's subordinates to wrap the body in the bag, take photographs, and so on, before transporting it into their vehicle.

After they left.

Officer Tom's face changed, and he said in a low voice, "Mr. Du Wei, is there that kind of thing in your house?"

Although he knew little about Evil Spirits, he wasn't clueless as a police officer. Combining Du Wei's recent words, he keenly felt something was amiss.

Du Wei wasn't surprised and simply admitted, "You're quite right, there is an Evil Spirit in my house."

Unlike others, Officer Tom knew about the existence of Evil Spirits and had always had a fairly harmonious relationship with them, so there was no harm in telling him.

Moreover, this way he might also discourage him from visiting his home.

For one thing, it would protect his safety, and for another, it could prevent the secrets of the attic from being exposed.

Seeing Du Wei's admission, Officer Tom couldn't help but curse, "Fuck!"

He immediately stepped back, his face conflicted as he said, "How come there's that kind of ghastly thing in your house? Aren't you afraid?"

Du Wei gave him a curious look, "I'm an Exorcist, my job is to deal with Evil Spirits, and why should I be afraid? They are all very quiet."

Tom said in disbelief, "Them? You have several Evil Spirits in your house?"

Du Wei calmly responded, "Yes, some are from the Horror House that I brought back and put into a display cabinet. They can't get out, and there are also those I caught from my patients. But once they get into my house, they're all safe."

Tom looked at Du Wei with a complex expression, "I think I understand now why you didn't want me to visit your house before… Perhaps that's just part of being an Exorcist."

After speaking, he sighed and said, "Anyway, as long as these Evil Spirits don't escape and kill people, causing me trouble, I don't really want to get involved."

"You should know, I've been so busy recently I haven't even had time to go to the Red Light District, I'm practically dead on my feet!"

Du Wei asked with surprise, "Didn't you fall for your beautiful neighbor? Why would you still think about going to the Red Light District?"

On hearing this, Tom's breath hitched and his expression became quite odd.

He took a deep breath and said, "I told you over the phone before; I came across a very chilling suicide case."

Du Wei nodded, "I remember clearly, so, the person who committed suicide, she was your beautiful neighbor?"

Tom gave a bitter smile, "Yes, recently, every day after work I could see her on the third floor looking down at me. I thought she was interested in me, and I even fantasized about something happening between us, but this afternoon when I got back, I encountered something I never want to go through again in my life."

Hearing this, Du Wei spoke evenly, "You don't seem in a good state. If you don't mind, why don't you tell me about it and it may help to ease your tension."

He had been through so much lately; he had almost forgotten his own role as a psychologist.

After speaking, he passed a cigarette to Tom.

Tom didn't refuse, he lit the cigarette, took a drag, then began to recount his experience slowly.

"I was in my car, stopping by my house, because I saw my neighbor standing on the third floor. Even though I couldn't see her face clearly, I could still imagine her beautiful features."

"Then, I watched helplessly as her head hit the window, and she fell heavily backwards."

"I didn't think, I just broke down the door and rushed in."

"I quickly ran up to the third floor, but when I entered the room, what I saw was a broken rope, the other end tied around my neighbor's neck."

"Huh…"

At this point, Tom's expression turned pale as he exhaled a plume of smoke, trembling.

"My neighbor had been dead for four days."

Du Wei frowned and immediately entered into Spirit Vision mode, gave Tom a quick once-over.

He didn't notice anything abnormal.

Maybe he was just overthinking it…

So, he consoled, "That does sound very disturbing. Maybe you should relax a bit, perhaps you should take a break?"

Tom nodded in agreement, "That's what I was thinking, so I plan to hit the Red Light District tomorrow, but I'm going to take it easy tonight."

Du Wei didn't quite know what to say, so he just nodded, "Have a good time."

Tom shrugged his shoulders, continued to smoke, and walked back to his car. Soon enough, the car started and slowly drove away.

Du Wei watched him leave and then walked back to his house.

"I need a good sleep, tomorrow I hope Father Tony can clear up my doubts, also about the Hunter information…"