Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 379 - : 376, before nightfall

Chapter 379: 376, before nightfall

Click…

A faint sound echoed within the reception room.

Du Wei opened the password box sent by the Vanity Sect.

Inside it lay a Human Skin Map.

It’s worth mentioning that the inner compartment of the box was made of Silver Plate, engraved with many strange and mystical symbols, unlike the style of the church.

“These must be the religious symbols of the Vanity Sect.”

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Many religions, including the church, had strange methods related to Evil Spirits which could seal away the aura of evil and conceal it.

But they were essentially impossible to use against Evil Spirits.

To put it simply, they served to reinforce.

Holding the map in his hands, the front side portrayed the contours of mountains, rivers, forests, and a variety of complex routes.

In the upper-middle part of the map was a forest, within which a circle was painted in red.

Du Wei compared it with the map on his phone.

He found that the region on the map was in the Ustengrav Mountains, south of Switzerland, but it was impossible to pin down anything more specific compared to the map.

Because this map was clearly drawn a long time ago, and over time, many details had changed.

On the back of the map.

The following text was written:

[During the Crusades, Count Carlos from the fringes of Europe was promiscuous, having over eighty wives throughout his life. These wives bore him hundreds of children, and he was also bisexual.]

[The wars of the Holy Church plunged Count Carlos into misery. His children, his lovers, as well as the men he loved, were all skinned and torn to pieces, sent to the scaffold.]

[Heresy must be terminated.]

[But when the night of the full moon came, Carlos emerged from hell, holding a set of scales.]

[We discovered that these scales could not be destroyed and that they possessed extreme and terrible power, perhaps they could be used to combat devils?]

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After reading this, Du Wei couldn’t help but be taken aback.

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This is a bit too lecherous…

Bisexual, hundreds of children.

“If it weren’t for the fact that Count Carlos liked men, I would have suspected he was Tom’s past life.”

Thinking of Tom.

Du Wei felt a headache coming on, wondering how his best friend was doing in New York.

“I hope he listens to me, to stay away from the Red Light District for a while.”

“Otherwise, he may never be able to return to decency in this lifetime.”

Suddenly.

Du Wei’s thoughts turned to Madame Mina and her husband Mike Stowe.

It seemed… that Mike Stowe, too, was beyond redemption…

…

At this very moment.

In West Gana, about two hundred kilometers away from Cross City.

The sky was overcast.

West Gana, which had not seen rain for months, suddenly faced a day of gloomy weather.

But strangely, the rain had yet to fall, and for two consecutive days, the skies had been dark and heavy.

According to the meteorological bureau, the rain might fall around the afternoon tomorrow.

When that happens, West Gana City will welcome a much-celebrated rainy day.

West Gana is a backward city with a strong religious atmosphere.

The Voodoo Cult is very popular here.

It’s worth mentioning that the city’s population is diverse, with followers of the Voodoo Cult mainly being black people who migrated from Haiti and the local natives.

The result of faith is exclusionism.

Apart from the Voodoo Cult, only the church exists locally.

However, relative to the Voodoo Cult’s stronger influence, the church is much weaker, like a rootless duckweed.

Pedestrians bustled along the streets.

Many black people in local attire carried jars on their heads, chanting with a desolate emphasis.

Inside the jars were Sacrifices.

After the rain fell, they wrapped themselves in mud and cast the sacrifice into the mire, offering it to their primitive beliefs.

Suddenly…

A gust of wind blew by.

The sky turned even more overcast.

“It’s raining…”

Someone shouted first, and immediately everyone cheered.

This rain came earlier than the weather bureau had forecasted.

But what everyone failed to notice was that after the rain had fallen, in the opaque, darkened sky, the silhouette of a massive building faintly appeared.

The Horror House had arrived…

And it seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation, with the entire structure now much larger than before.

Behind its outline, something else was hidden, as if it had been snagged by it, forcefully dragged together.

However, the appearance of the Horror House was but a fleeting moment.

It came quickly and vanished just as fast.

All of a sudden.

Someone shivered, “Have you noticed that this rain feels unnaturally cold, brr…”

The others also shivered and said, “Maybe a cold front came early, and who knows if it will affect the sacrifice.”

…

Time passed…

Nightfall quickly descended upon Cross City.

Within the Cross Cathedral, it was now pitch black.

Tap, tap, tap…

The sound of footsteps grew louder as a dim light approached.

Josh, holding a candle, emotionlessly walked down the aisle, entering Josh’s room.

He had previously instructed Father Weiss.

To separate Josh from his family.

Today, in this cathedral, aside from Josh, only Du Wei was present.

Of course…

The Evil Spirit was another matter.

The door creaked open.

Josh, sitting in the room, was visibly on edge; startled by the noise, he cried out in alarm.

Upon seeing it was Du Wei, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“You scared me to death, Mr. Du Wei, you should knock.”

“I will certainly do so next time.”

With a casual reply, Du Wei walked in, set the candle on the floor, and glanced at Josh with an impassive face.

Under the state of Spirit Vision,

nothing was amiss with Josh’s body.

He didn’t pay it any mind, instead calmly stating, “Regarding this exorcism, first, there are some questions I need to ask you.”

Josh answered, “Please go ahead.”

Du Wei asked, “I suspect that the Evil Spirit has been targeting you since you were eight years old, so I need to know what exactly happened when you were eight.”

Josh frowned and said, “But I’ve already told you, I truly can’t remember.”

Du Wei pulled out a pocket watch from his pocket, “No matter, I will help you to remember.”

Upon hearing this,

Josh looked uncomfortable and asked, “But what does this have to do with exorcism? The Evil Spirit has already set its sights on our family; you should be confronting it, not continuously interrogating me for this information.”

“And a pocket watch? Are you trying to hypnotize me? Just like how it is portrayed in movies and TV shows.”

Du Wei nodded and said, “If you dislike the pocket watch, I can change it for a twig. As for your earlier question, I can only tell you it’s my unique method of exorcism, which you might understand as talk therapy…”

Talk therapy…

This term was very unfamiliar to Josh, who gave a somewhat petulant smile.

“Alright, then shall we start now? How should I cooperate with you?”

Du Wei spoke slowly, “Relax, focus on this pocket watch, you’ll soon feel drowsy, and then you’ll begin to fall asleep.”