Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 127

"That's right! It's the antique book that damn Danny found somewhere!"

"It all started with that antique book and things got weird, damn it!"

Thinking of Danny who was only over a year older than herself, Bridget couldn't help but want to beat him into a pig's head, she subconsciously grabbed the cross in her pocket, as if the cross could give her some kind of strength,

Brigitte inexplicably felt stable, continued to stare at the church in front of her, and took a deep breath.

"Fortunately, Haili gave the cross and slept a lot more peacefully."

Thinking of all the changes caused when she got the cross, Brigitte let out a deep breath of stale air. From these changes alone, she knew that the priest who was so majestic and reassuring was just like what her boyfriend Haili said That, is a very powerful priest.

It’s not the fake priest who is so fake on the live broadcast software. He has nothing but only one sentence over and over again: he has exorcised demons several times on the live broadcast, but in the end he violated some regulations, and his live broadcast of exorcism was shut down.

As for why I think Father Yorks is amazing.

Because from the day she got the cross, she never had that frightening nightmare again, and never heard those horrible murmurs again.

But even so, Brigitte still felt that her home was becoming more and more frightening and depressing, to the point where the home was like an exploding barrel on the verge of limit, and it would suddenly explode at some point.

However, the people in the family didn't seem to feel anything. My mother was busy with moving, Danny was mysterious and didn't know what he was doing, and even the youngest Casey was laughing and joking all day long.

"Oh! Shit! What a fk, a very bad feeling." Bridget recalled all this, and was ready enough to step into the door.

"This time, we must let the priest go to the house to have a look!"

But before taking the second step, a strong man approaching beside her made her stop. Bridget knew that this strong man was an employee of this church.

"You still came to see Father Yorks today?"

Hearing this, Bridget had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Well, well, isn't the priest still here today?"

really…

Robert looked at the girl who was still cautious, but seemed to really need help, and shook his head regretfully.

"Well, sorry, Father Yorks hasn't come back today."

Bridget frowned subconsciously, and clenched her right hand that was holding the cross tightly in the pocket of her hoodie.

"Ok."

After speaking, Bridget ignored the strong man's expression of wanting to help, turned around and left.

She didn't think that anyone could help, because this kind of thing was too weird and treacherous. If it wasn't for the priest, she would be regarded as crazy if she said it.

This decisive attitude made Robert startled. He swallowed if he could help if something happened, and stared blankly at the girl who ran away in an instant.

"call!"

After running for a certain distance and returning to walking, Brigitte took out her mobile phone from her pocket, recalling the phone number Hayley gave her, with a slightly hesitant look on her face.

When Hai Li said that the priest asked her to do this specially and told her to call him when something happened, she always felt that the priest seemed to know everything.

"Do you want to fight?"

Bridget looked a little uncomfortable, and finally put away the phone and rushed home.

"Oh, forget it! After all, nothing happened, not to mention that the priest doesn't seem to be here, so he secretly threw that antique book away."

With this uncomfortable feeling, Brigitte quickened her pace and began to rush home.

If Danny doesn't give!You must have a fight with him and vent your anger!
Bridget felt her mood only get worse as she moved a few neighborhoods to her own street.

She hated this damn place, it was full of drunks at night, drunks running trains and spitting shit, and the only time of day was the safest time.

Fortunately, we are moving away

Bridget suppressed her emotions, put her hands in her pockets, looked cool like a boy, looked around vigilantly, and ran across the roadway into the apartment building where her family lived.

clap clap clap!
Bridget looked at the old elevator with an extremely slow reaction speed, and the irritability in her heart rose again, which made her look even more impatient.

Finally saw the elevator come down,
Click!

The double doors opened, and there was no one inside. Bridget stepped in and pressed to the tenth floor.

"Hey, wait! Bridget!"

Hearing this familiar voice, which was becoming more and more sissy, Bridget moved his index finger down and pressed the button to open the door to stop the elevator.

A dark-skinned man ran in, panting for breath while leaning on the wall.

Bridget couldn't help but rolled her eyes, let go of her hands, put her hands in her pockets, and looked coolly at the re-closed elevator doors.

"I said, Morse, how did you become another person, and that thing has such a great influence on you?"

Hearing this sentence, Morse, who had already changed his mind, subconsciously said after panting.

"is it?"

"Yeah." Bridget nodded.

It was nothing at first, but Bridget saw her neighbor suddenly smile shyly in the next second.

"It's okay, I don't think it has any effect."

Seeing Morse who seemed to have no self-knowledge, Bridget felt a chill, and sneaked away a few steps, pretending to be leaning against the elevator wall.

"Okay, you're fine."

Morse smiled shyly again. Since the day he was recognized through Father Yorks, he had already changed his mind. He looked at Bridget, who had a fairly good impression, and thought of what he had heard in recent nights.

"Talk about Bridget..." Morse said.

"what happened?"

Bridget, who had been watching the elevator slowly ascend to the sixth floor, responded casually.

"You guys don't sleep at eleven or twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, what are you doing? There is so much movement."

Morse didn't see Bridget's serious and terrified expression flashing past.

"This has seriously affected my work and rest."

As he spoke, Morse remembered hearing the occasional knocking on the wall, and continued.

"And tell Danny not to keep knocking on the wall, or I will sue you!"

Click!

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and the tenth floor arrived. Morse took a look and wanted to say something, but Bridget had already run out without saying a word, without giving him any explanation at all.

"Humph!"

Morse snorted, stepped out of the elevator, looked at Bridget who had already opened the door and walked in, and snorted.

"It seems that the whole family is a nuisance, don't force me to complain about you!"
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boom!
Once inside, Bridget slammed the door shut, staring at everything.

living room, kitchen.

The mother was not there, and the youngest little sister, Kathy, was sitting on the sofa and staring at her, seemingly frightened by her.

Brigitte glanced at the dismantled Barbie doll in Casey's hand, and strode over with a serious face.

"Where's Danny?"

Kathy felt that something was wrong with her second sister. She, who was most afraid of Bridget in her life, obediently pointed to the room at the end of the corridor ahead.

Seeing this, Bridget walked over slowly with a blank expression on her face. This time, she had to throw away that antique book at all costs!
(End of this chapter)