Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Still in the dream.

Freddy was now very happy, its eyes gleaming with excitement, hands tightly clutching the cellphone, and said with great enthusiasm, "You promised, you're going to send me to hell, you can't go back on your word."

Actually.

Freddy was well aware of Ryan's power of "Wishful Thinking," and it also knew about Ryan's past life, that Ryan Hamel was a very powerful hunter...

There was almost nothing he couldn't do.

Hmm...

Ryan Hamel was Freddy's stepfather.

"Ryan, don't you feel unsatisfied with me?"

"It's okay, I like it when you mock and ridicule me. Come on then, let me go to hell, or send me to heaven, anything is fine, just kill me however you want."

"I'm really tired of it all anyway, being sent to hell would actually be a release for me."

This time, Freddy was very civilized.

It didn't even want to curse at Ryan, instead it was all smiles and politeness.

And upon hearing this.

Ryan on the other end of the phone gasped, "Fuck, you're really a cheap bastard!"

Freddy chuckled and said, "Yes, I'm that cheap, come on... send me to hell, and make it quick."

A glob of spit flew out from the phone, landing smack on Freddy's face.

Only then did Ryan's voice ring out, "Go to hell, you really are a scumbag. You used to call me 'Daddy,' wanting me to be happy being a father, and now you're asking me to send you to hell, you truly are cheap..."

"Dream on, I, Baron Ryan, am not some low-class individual. I am civilized and reasonable. You want me to send you to hell, just because you say so?"

"Are you trying to teach me how to do my job?"

"What? Freddy, are you getting carried away?"

Constant jabs.

Freddy immediately, as if an explosive barrel had been lit, couldn't help but curse, "Ryan, you're a damn lunatic, I've tolerated you for a long time, and if I could beat you, I'd definitely fight you to the death."

Ryan said disdainfully, "Quit your fucking rambling, you think you can fight me? If you're so capable, why don't you come down the phone line, huh? You can't even do that, yet you act tough with me?"

"Please, just kill me, would you?"

At that moment, Freddy felt utterly outsmarted.

It sighed in desperation.

"When will these miserable days ever end!"

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"Please let me out, or else kill me!"

"If you let me out, I swear I'll genuinely enjoy life. I won't kill a single innocent person ever again, I could even be a good person."

"And if you kill me, that would be a release for me too. I would certainly be grateful to whoever killed me. If there is a next life, I'd gladly be their servant."

One could say, this monologue was completely heartfelt.

Compared with Freddy, the suffering James had been through didn't even count as suffering.

He was resurrected twenty years ago, only to become something neither human nor ghost.

Twenty years later, he was attempted to be woken by the Veda Sect, but then he encountered Du Wei.

He had been trapped in the dream for far too long.

Unable to get out, yet unable to die.

And to make matters worse, a Demon Nun was nailed down in the morgue of the dream.

Freddy knew it just had to break in, and it could definitely commit suicide successfully.

But when Du Wei came back last time, he completely sealed off the door.

Freddy was tormented endlessly.

And it was all from mental torture.

The more Freddy thought about it, the worse he felt, his eyes completely dimming, but a strange laugh came out of his mouth: "Heh heh, heh heh heh..."

It was as if he had lost his mind.

But just then,

On the other end of the phone, Ryan suddenly said, "Ah... Director, you're here."

Freddy kept laughing idiotically.

But gradually,

In his eyes reflected the silhouette of a man.

Du Wei walked in expressionlessly, looking down at him: "Do you really want to die?"

When Freddy heard this,

He shivered instinctively: "Du... Du the Devil... why are you here? I didn't say anything; don't torture me... I won't dare again, I'll make sure to live well."

Freddy was scared out of his wits.

Too scared to even think about death.

But Ryan on the phone took the opportunity to kick him while he was down: "Director, Director, don't be fooled by that idiot Freddy, he just said he wants to go to hell, and he was badmouthing you, I heard it all, you should hurry up and torment him."

Freddy's eyes widened: "Ryan, you maniac, I didn't say anything bad, don't frame me!"

Ryan said disdainfully: "Although you didn't say it, I can hear from your tone that you're dissatisfied with the Director. In front of Baron Ryan, you have no secrets. I even know what underwear you're wearing."

Freddy immediately covered his butt, then angrily said: "Go to hell, I'll fight you!"

Saying this, he grabbed the floating phone and smashed it hard.

Seeing this, Du Wei frowned slightly.

"Stop all of you. I've come this time because I have something to discuss with you."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Freddy immediately let go of the phone and knelt on the ground trembling.

Ryan on the phone also spoke up seriously: "Of course, Director, just give your order. With me, Ryan, here, you can rest assured."

Du Wei didn't bother with Freddy but looked at the floating phone with a complicated gaze, picturing Ryan's face on the other end of the line.

Even,

He could imagine the hardships Ryan must have endured at the Dusk Bell Church these days.

But Ryan was, after all, mentally ill, and even if he was mistreated, he might not realize it.

Sigh...

Du Wei sighed and said: "Ryan, the Director is very sorry for you. First of all, I want to apologize for letting you stay in that hellish place at Dusk Bell for so long. I know you must have suffered a lot."

Ryan said in surprise: "Ah? Haven't I just been here for a little over a month? I haven't suffered; the food here is actually quite good, and I even have a single room. Though I'd prefer to live with James..."

Du Wei raised an eyebrow and said: "Ryan, listen to me, what you think is Dusk Bell Psychiatric Hospital is only in your mind. What you see, what you believe, it's all different from everyone else's."

"The single room you're in could very well be a prison cell."

"As for James, he's probably there to monitor you."

"Rest assured, the suffering you're enduring now, I've taken it to heart. Once I've recovered from my injuries and dealt with some things, I will definitely come to Dusk Bell to save you and take revenge on your behalf."

Ryan was dumbfounded: "Have I really suffered that much? Damn, those idiots at Dusk Bell treated me like this?"

Du Wei said gravely: "Yes, but don't get too agitated. Just be patient a little longer. The Director will definitely free you from this torment!"

Ryan said with grievance: "But Director, you said you're injured. Don't come save me. If you get hurt again, our Hill Psychiatric Hospital's legacy could be completely lost."

Touched by this, Du Wei felt moved.

He didn't care about many people, but Ryan was definitely one of them.

Thus, he said firmly: "Wait for me a little longer, I promise you. Once I get a bit stronger, once I can take down Matthew, that will be the moment for you to escape your torment."

"By then, the Director will build you your own psychiatric hospital. You can play however you want."

But Ryan seemed somewhat disheartened: "A psychiatric hospital... But... But Director, I've realized that being a doctor isn't fun. I want to be a noble..."