Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 377 - : 374, Deja Vu (Third Update, Requesting Monthly Votes)

Chapter 377: 374, Deja Vu (Third Update, Requesting Monthly Votes)

“Mr. Josh, please tell me about your experiences in detail,” Du Wei said. “This might help us resolve your trouble more quickly.”

In the church.

Du Wei nodded at Josh and picked up two suitcases before adding, “Weiss, make the arrangements, I need to speak with Mr. Josh alone.”

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“Very well, Your Excellency, please follow me.”

…

The others remained inside the church, each of them clueless.

...

They watched the retreating figures of Du Wei and his companions, and couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.

“The Deputy Chief Judge seems a bit too decisive,” one remarked.

“After all, he’s a big shot from the church,” another said, “His ways of doing things are definitely unique.”

“The situation in West Gana is more troublesome; an Elite Exorcist has already died there,” someone noted. “Lord Duwei must be eager to wrap things up here quickly and then rush to West Gana.”

The people went back and forth with their words, quickly forming a narrative in their minds.

…

This was a reception room.

But it was much larger than Father Tony’s, quiet and solemn.

After bringing Du Wei and Josh inside, Father Weiss closed the door and stepped out, waiting outside.

Inside the room.

Du Wei set down the suitcases he had been carrying and took a seat in a chair.

He crossed his hands and laid them on the table, saying to the reserved Josh, “No need to be so formal, please take a seat.”

Josh hummed in agreement, sitting on the couch, “Mr. Du Wei, er… how shall we start?”

He was referring to the exorcism.

But Du Wei calmly said, “The exorcism began the moment you saw me; now let’s talk about your experiences, as well as that dream of yours.”

“Oh, alright.”

Josh took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

However, his face was very pale, as if he was thinking of something extremely terrifying, and he was too anxious to speak.

A few minutes later.

Josh showed a pained expression to Du Wei, “Sorry, I need to adjust my emotions.”

Every time he thought of those horrifying experiences, Josh felt a deep-seated fear.

Furthermore, each night he would have the same nightmare.

This was a form of torment.

Hearing this, Du Wei knocked on the table.

Knock, knock, knock…

The sound made Josh subconsciously look in that direction.

The two made eye contact.

Du Wei lifted his hand and turned on the antique phonograph on the table, and a long-drawn-out piece of music began to play: “Mr. Josh, if you feel nervous,” Du Wei said, “you might want to shift your focus, the sound can relieve your stress.”

In fact, it was just something he had said off the top of his head.

But in this situation, it would be very effective.

Josh immediately believed him, nodding gratefully at Du Wei while listening to the music, “Thank you.”

Then, he truly felt less nervous.

“Here’s the thing,” he began, “I am a teacher, and my wife is a teacher as well. Together, our income is quite decent in Jedecra State.”

“But after the birth of our third child, we wanted to move into a larger house,”

“Once we had made the arrangements with the owner, we moved into the new house,”

Upon hearing this, Du Wei couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows; this experience sounded somewhat like that of the first patient to die at the hands of the Evil Spirit, Ms. Aisha…

Noticing Du Wei’s expression, Josh hesitated.

He cautiously asked, “Do you have any questions?”

Du Wei shook his head, “No, please continue,”

With that, Josh uttered an “Oh” and went on, “Moving made us all very happy, but it was different for me. On the first day, I had a very strange dream. I dreamt that there was an extra shadow of a man in our house, always standing by the bed, silently watching over me and my wife.”

“The next day, I mentioned this to my wife, and she thought I might be just tired from the move,”

“I didn’t pay much attention at the time, but on the following night, I had another dream, this time about my oldest son,”

“I dreamt that the man’s shadow appeared in his room, and well, it behaved very oddly, first pushing open the door and then standing beside my son’s bed,”

“At this point in my dream, the clock in my son’s bedroom pointed to twelve o’clock,”

“Then, the shadow suddenly began to blur and twist, like a human figure on a TV with poor reception, leading to a distorted and frozen image,”

“Right after that, my son’s blanket was pulled under the bed by an unseen force, and he, too, began to float, a scene that persisted until the end of my dream,”

At this point, Josh’s breathing grew rapid and his hands clenched unconsciously,

Du Wei looked deeply at him and asked, “The first time could be dismissed as a dream, but the second time was quite evidently the work of the Evil Spirit, so what did you do then?”

Josh replied, “That’s what I wanted to tell you. I asked my son, and he told me he felt unwell, with a sore back and pain in the waist, and though I searched under his bed, I couldn’t find the blanket that had been pulled in.”

“The blanket had completely vanished,”

Du Wei said gravely, “You encountered this a week ago, but only reported it to the church two days back, which means there was a four-day period in between. Did you have any more dreams after that?”

Josh took a deep breath and said painfully, “Every night I would start dreaming, and the dreams would come true in reality, from my two sons to my wife and then to my newborn daughter. The shadow’s actions grew more and more outrageous,”

“All five of us in the family were being tormented,”

“We realized that there was an extra presence in the house; we tried to guard against it, but it was completely futile,”

“My eldest son still has bruises from being struck hard, my younger son was locked in the bathroom for a whole night, and no matter how loudly he screamed, no sound could be heard,”

“My wife and I almost lost our newborn daughter,”

“That damned thing…” sighed Josh, “It wants to kill our entire family,”

Each of Josh’s words carried a tone of despair, and by the last sentence, the emphasis had changed,

To dream of one’s family’s ordeal, yet be utterly helpless,

Is akin to watching one’s loved ones and kin die right before one’s eyes,

In this world, the most torturous pain is the interrogation of the soul, the torment of the spirit.

Hiss…

Du Wei turned off the old record player, stood up and loomed over Josh,

His gaze was calm, and his tone was slightly strange, “Mr. Josh, I have a clear understanding of the situation now. The dreams and reality are intertwined; the scenes you dreamt of could be what the Evil Spirit wants you to see or they might originate from your subconscious,”

“If it’s the latter, then you must possess some special ability,”

Josh, at a loss, asked, “What ability?”

Du Wei spoke coldly, “Spirit Vision… As I understand, you were targeted by the Evil Spirit when you were eight, but you were lucky, and the exorcism was a success,”

“I must also correct one thing; the Evil Spirit might not want to kill your whole family, but rather everyone except you,”

As soon as these words fell,

Josh’s face turned pale, his eyes filled with panic and an undeniable fear,

This was strange…