Exorcist’s Self-Cultivation

It was midnight, 12 o’clock.

Bernard felt his wife had fallen asleep. He took a deep breath and wanted to turn over.

Difficulty sleeping in a new place is a common problem.

It’s hard to fall asleep in a new environment.

But just then.

Bernard suddenly felt he heard a set of light footsteps, getting closer and closer.

It was as if they were coming from the next room over.

His heart tightened, and his body stiffened.

Was it Dr. Du Wei, or his daughter Reagan?

He held his breath, closed his eyes, and stared at his sleeping wife, his hands gripping the blanket tightly. Even though he tried to stay calm, he was extremely nervous.

He felt his mouth dry and his tongue parched.

It was because of the intense fear.

If the person walking outside was Du Wei, the footsteps wouldn’t be so light, so there was only one possibility—it was his daughter Reagan.

The more Bernard thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Because this thing had been terrifying from the start. It was only a week ago that he discovered his daughter would come into the room in the middle of the night and stare at him and his wife, possibly staying until dawn.

And before that, it might have been going on for a month already.

During this time, he had been under tremendous mental and emotional stress.

The main thing was that he didn’t dare tell his wife, so he had to endure this fear alone.

However.

Even though Bernard held his breath due to fear, after all, he was a living person; he couldn’t hold it in for long.

His face turned red.

The feeling of suffocation made him carefully try to breathe.

Huff…

The next second.

With a creak.

The door opened…

Thump…

Footsteps sounded as if they had stopped right at the doorway.

Bernard’s heart suddenly raced, and his forehead was covered in a fine, cold sweat.

The chilling breath, like a draft from an air conditioner, slowly crept over his body.

Wave after wave of chills penetrated to his marrow.

Bernard had never encountered such a bizarre situation. He only felt his scalp tingle, and the uncontrollable fear made him want to scream.

However, before he could even open his mouth.

He discovered something terrifying.

He…couldn’t move at all.

What’s going on…

Bernard’s eyes widened as he struggled desperately, but no matter what he did, his body wouldn’t respond.

A standoff…

In the darkness, the footsteps had completely vanished.

But Bernard felt an icy chill in his heart because he saw his wife’s hair moving strangely.

All of a sudden, he saw a pair of eyes, lifeless and empty.

Bernard’s scalp tingled. He wanted to scream but couldn’t make a sound, he wanted to look away but was completely unable to do so.

He didn’t know how much time had passed.

Maybe it was a moment; maybe it was an hour.

With a snap.

Bernard heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground, and the pair of eyes he had seen disappeared.

Huff… huff…

…

Behind Bernard.

At the entrance of the room, Du Wei shook his Right Hand, his expression showing a hint of disgust.

Lying on the floor was Bernard’s daughter, Reagan.

Under the state of Spirit Vision.

Du Wei glanced at the strange black mist that was slowly dissipating around his right hand, a flicker of confusion crossing his eyes.

He had just followed behind Reagan, who seemed unable to see him at all, walking resolutely toward the room of Bernard and his wife.

If it weren’t for the door opening inexplicably, and seeing under the Spirit Vision that the girl was enveloped in black mist, Du Wei might not have taken action so quickly.

“You should be grateful that my guest isn’t home,”

Du Wei said coldly, referring to the shadow.

If the shadow hadn’t been almost destroyed, based on its usual behavior, Reagan’s head would probably have been twisted off by now.

Regardless, he felt somewhat disappointed.

The entity possessing Reagan was excessively weak.

He walked past the little girl, Reagan.

Du Wei approached the bedside and patted Bernard on the shoulder, “It’s over now…”

Only then did Bernard jolt, regaining the ability to move.

“I… I couldn’t move just now.”

“That’s because when faced with extreme danger, the body produces a stress response. If I hadn’t tapped you, you might have fallen into a state known as suspended animation,” Du Wei explained. Just then, Bernard’s wife, who had been fast asleep, was also woken up by the noise.

She clutched the covers and exclaimed, “Oh… what’s happening, Mr. Du Wei, how come you are here?”

Seeing this, Bernard’s face turned white, and he immediately climbed out of bed.

Pointing at his wife, he said to Du Wei, “I saw a pair of eyes behind my wife’s head.”

Du Wei hummed in response, “What you saw was an illusion, or rather, something that Hoddy wanted you to see. Fear makes it stronger.”

Though not by much…

Bernard was unable to calm down for a long time, and his wife was even more confused, “What are you talking about? And why is Reagan lying on the floor?”

As she spoke, she gave Bernard a glare, “Go check on her.”

It wasn’t very convenient for her to get out of bed in these circumstances as a woman.

Meanwhile, Du Wei cleared his throat and walked out.

“Bring Reagan out. I have some questions for her.”

With his Spirit Vision, he could be sure the black mist on Reagan had been easily dealt with, but there were still some issues that needed to be clarified.

For instance, just what was Hoddy all about?

These details had to be reported to the church during the weekly updates; otherwise, it’d be difficult to count it as an achievement.

…

Ten minutes later.

Bernard, with a sleepy Reagan in his arms, came downstairs from the second floor.

He was alone because he didn’t want his wife to be exposed to these terrifying things.

Inside the house, lights were brightly lit.

Du Wei sat on the sofa, looking at the little girl Reagan and said lightly, “You know, lying isn’t something a good child should do. Tell me about Hoddy or else uncle will have to send you to school where they will give you a lifetime’s worth of homework.”

He spoke in a joking tone, not wanting to scare the child.

Reagan bowed her head, murmuring, “I’m sorry, Uncle, I… Hoddy told me not to tell you, it said it’s afraid of you.”

“Oh?”

Du Wei frowned, “It knows me? Can you communicate with it?”

Reagan spoke through tears, “Yes, it told me that if I revealed its existence, it would kill my mom and dad.”

Bernard’s complexion changed, and he comforted her with trembling lips, “Don’t worry Reagan, your Uncle Du Wei is an Exorcist. He has already eliminated Hoddy.”

Reagan sobbed, “But Hoddy told me that it knew you were an Exorcist before, and that it would come back.”

In an instant,

Du Wei’s eyes turned cold, “Did it tell you anything else?”

How did this ghostly thing Hoddy know he was an Exorcist?

Before this, he had only met Reagan’s family once, and at that time, he hadn’t dealt with the Evil Spirit, nor was he an Exorcist, or even a hunter.

So when had it encountered him?

At that moment, Reagan, still tearful, said, “Hoddy… Hoddy said it saw you behind the door, and it also said the door had been opened, and they would all return.”

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