Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Inside the Evening Bell Church in Switzerland.

It's late at night now.

But there were very few people who were sleeping soundly. The members of the entire Twilight Bell Church were very sensitive these two days.

Everyone knows that Mu Zhong is in crisis of curse again.

At night, the wind blows.

The temperature also plummeted inexplicably.

Can't find any reason at all.

Even, some inexplicable graffiti often appear in some people's rooms, as if they were pranks left by brainless brats.

Matthew tossed and turned, having trouble falling asleep.

He was sitting on a chair, looking at a strange-looking hat painted with green paint on the ceiling, and a trace of anger flashed in those cloudy eyes in the deep sunken eye sockets.

"fuck!"

It wasn't that Matthew was swearing, but the word written on that hat was fuck...

"Don't let me know who did it, or I'll kill him."

As the strongest hunter known in this era.

Matthew has enough confidence.

But no one can find out who cast the curse, no matter how strong Matthew is, it won't help.

At this moment.

There was a knock on the door of the room.

Tequel walked in with a pale face.

"Your Excellency, something has happened..."

hear this.

Matthew frowned and looked at Tequel, with a very gloomy voice: "Is there anything worse than Twilight Bell's current situation?"

Tequel said in a panic: "It's even worse than that. An unknown and strange event happened to the Voodoo in Sigana, and the entire headquarters of the Voodoo has fallen."

"According to people outside, Voodoo seems to have touched the power of the demon god, and now it has become a restricted area, and no one can come out of it alive."

"Those voodoo hunters are suspected to have all died in battle."

As he said that, Tequel's face was a bit ugly: "The situation outside is very complicated now. Many organizations are mobilizing people to go there. They want to explore the secrets of Voodoo. Of course, you know, those people just want to get the legacy of Voodoo. H."

Matthew said coldly: "Vodoo, I have always disliked their behavior. It's just a group of stinky rats nesting in the sewer. They should all be extinct."

Actually.

Matthew hates voodoo.

Because more than ten years ago, the last time Matthew disappeared and appeared in another identity, the Voodoo people thought it was an opportunity, so they had friction with Mu Zhong.

then.

Matthew also went to voodoo once, and fought with the hunters of Marcus for nearly a month. In the end, the Vanity Sect came forward to reconcile, so he didn't make a big deal out of it.

Since then, however, Voodoo has also been hit hard, half of the hunters are dead, and its sphere of influence has been permanently avoided from Switzerland.

Tequel saw the attitude of his boss.

He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "But the people of the Vanity Sect seem to have an end."

Matthew looked up, his gray hair poking out of the hood.

The breath of the whole person also became strange.

Match the strange graffiti in the room.

don't say...

There really is a fan of a mental patient.

Matthew smiled strangely and said: "Tequel, you are wrong. The Vanity Sect doesn't mean to end, but it will end. Voodoo has something they have always wanted, but because of the existence of that flower, they have been I dare not go in."

"Now that they have intentions, it means that the current situation of Voodoo is very subtle, so subtle that they think they can do it."

Tequel couldn't help asking curiously: "You mean that flower disappeared?"

Matthew shook his head: "Not necessarily,

But what is certain is that the lunatics of the Vanity Sect will definitely pass, but they don't know when. "

Tequel asked again, "Are we going to send someone there?"

Matthew was silent.

He said in a complicated tone: "I really want to go there, because I also want to know why the Vanity Sect is eager to get that stone tablet."

"However, Mu Zhong's situation is complicated now, and I have more important things to do. Let me disclose this news to the church, so that they will have a headache."

Tequel nodded and said respectfully, "As you wish."

finished.

He was about to turn around and leave, but he paused and said: "By the way, sir, there is one more thing about Mu Zhong. There was an inexplicable transfer in our account today, and we couldn't find the source of the transfer."

Matthew narrowed his eyes: "Transfer money?"

Tequel said in a deep voice: "Yes, the amount is not large, only a few thousand dollars, but I can't find out who did it."

Matthew tapped on the table.

Boom boom boom...

Matthew couldn't help talking to himself: "It's unlikely that people inside will value thousands of dollars, maybe it was done by people from other forces, but what force would make their minds on Twilight Clock?"

Tequel reminded from the side: "Your Excellency, could it be related to the curse? You mentioned a long time ago that the curse belongs to a certain force, maybe this is also one of their methods."

snap...

Matthew slapped the table and said angrily: "Tequel, why didn't I realize that you are so stupid before, the other party can cast curses on us and steal thousands of dollars from us?"

"What force is so boring?"

"Don't you think that the strong in this world value money? And it's still a few thousand dollars?"

Although the fact is what Matthew said.

But they never thought that it was Ryan who did it.

Tequel was stunned by Matthew's few words.

"I'm sorry Your Excellency, I was thinking too much. You are right. It must not be done by other forces."

Just finished.

Matthew laughed angrily: "I mean, this may be a provocation from the other party. They are declaring war. Do you understand the declaration of war?"

"Money is not the point, the point is the other party's attitude towards Mu Zhong."

"Hey... go down, I have a headache now, and I want to be alone."

obviously.

Matthew was also troubled by these messy things, Tequel watched his words and retreated immediately.

In situ.

The more Matthew thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Things are a little out of my control. Except for Tequel, there is no one in Twilight who agrees with me. If I suddenly disappear, I'm afraid Twilight will immediately fall into civil strife."

The entire evening clock was maintained because of Matthew's strength and philosophy.

otherwise.

Thinking about the complicated factions inside Twilight Bell, the conservative faction and the radical faction, plus the undercover agents of various forces, including the character Ryan, it would be a miracle if he could continue to play.

Matthew also knew the problem.

He stood up and walked towards the dark room, but when he came to the wall, he paused again.

"I can still last for a while. If it really doesn't work, I can still start the church's undercover plan. I can't fuse with my evil spirit unless it is absolutely necessary."

dark room.

The middle-aged man who was chained to the cross opened his eyes, and his eyes were cold.

On the opposite side of him was the Demon God's Brush - Mapa.

The Exorcist's Self-Cultivation