Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"The self-cultivation of the exorcist (

Father Tony almost rushed out of the second floor room in a hurry.

As he walked, he quickly put on his clothes.

The so-called eye pattern was already deeply ingrained in his mind at this time, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Because that represents another ancient religious organization.

It is not a cult, but voodoo, also called voodoo.

A city in the state of Jedkla that Duvi had visited before, West Ghana, whose reflection was dragged away by a bus, was the site of voodoo, but then Duvi was unable to reach the city because the bus was running.

On the other hand, this unscrupulous party attended by Father Tony was led by voodoo.

The most important thing is.

Father Tony has not forgotten that the voodoo member named Emily said that they have held this kind of party 80 times.

In other words, voodoo had already penetrated into the church's sphere of influence a long time ago.

"You have to ask Tom to leave and tell the church everything."

Father Tony murmured in his heart, and walked quickly downstairs.

At this time, in the party hall on the first floor.

The men and women are already together.

Fuck in public.

Father Tony has never seen such a battle, even in the red light district, everyone is still hiding it.

He blushed and found Tom in the corner.

What made him puzzled was that Tom was sitting alone in the corner at this time, his face full of entanglement and complexity, with a cigarette in his right hand, smoking slowly.

When Tom saw Father Tony come down, he said quietly, "Are you done?"

Father Tony nodded subconsciously, then shook his head frantically: "No, no, I didn't do anything, let's leave now, this party..."

Speaking of which……

Father Tony turned his head and looked at the others. Seeing that no one noticed this, he lowered his voice and said: "This party seems to be initiated by voodoo. Although I don't know what they want to do, we must go, otherwise If you do, I don’t know what will happen."

When Tom heard this, his face suddenly sank.

"Fuck! I knew something was wrong, **** it, I just didn't get up, I just couldn't do it!"

Just now.

Tom and the two beauties worked hard, but it didn't take long for him to feel more and more powerless.

The psychological suggestion Du Wei had previously added to him failed.

Must be recharged.

Therefore, Tom would sit alone in the corner, smoking the unfinished afterthought.

He immediately turned his head to look at other people, his eyes became very dangerous.

Father Tony was the same as him. The two quietly leaned in the corner and sneaked out of the party.

In the room on the second floor.

The voodoo middle-aged woman named Emily was sitting on the bed very tangled at this time, gritted her teeth and decided in secret.

"That bad old man is actually sick, but according to what he meant, he has to take safety measures and continue with me..."

"Should I not be infected by him?"

"This person is over sixty, how can he still get sick? Is it because he has been messing around outside?"

Emily was very tangled.

Five years ago, voodoo and some sects organizations, for some unknown reason, adopted various forms of infiltration within the sphere of influence of the church.

Moreover, the ultimate goal seems to be to absorb church members.

It looked like he was putting an undercover.

Although Emily did not know why voodoo would do this, it did not prevent her from fulfilling the assigned task firmly.

It was about a year ago.

Emily came to New York to start the layout. It was only recently that she opened up the situation and organized a special party to attract some people to join.

But it was impossible to absorb church members.

Now that she happened to bump into Father Tony and send it to the door herself, she didn't want to let this opportunity go.

"If you are sick, you will be sick..."

"I'm ready to dedicate myself. After the big deal is over, I will go to the women's hospital for treatment."

Thinking of this, Emily gritted her teeth and waited silently while lying on the bed.

...

the other side.

During the party, no one noticed the scene of Tom and Father Tony sneaking away.

This matter may sound strange.

But after all, it was just a regular party, and it did not involve the core level of the voodoo layout.

That is, the so-called membership...

After the two came outside, they quickly got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and left the party directly.

The lights feasting and green were reflected in the reversing mirror, and you could see that behind them was a three-storey single-family villa, which was very luxuriously decorated.

It is already the most prosperous and wealthy district in New York City.

on the car.

Tom was sitting in the driving seat, sprinting, and while driving, he said to Father Tony, the co-pilot: "Fuck! I think the cult is my nemesis. The last time the stupid Vinda taught me so badly."

"This time there is another weird voodoo."

"What are they doing if they are full? Why do they treat me this way?"

God knows that Tom hates cults. After Vinda taught GG~www.readwn.com~, the shadow in his heart dissipated a lot, but he didn't expect to go forward and succeed in another one.

Father Tony on the side reacted at this moment.

He remembered that at the party just now, Tom said something that would not work before he got excited.

In an instant, his eyes changed when he saw Tom: "Wait...you can't do it?"

real or fake?

Tom's old face turned dark, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "What can't be done, don't talk nonsense, Tom is the God of War in the red light district, how could I not be able to."

Father Tony didn't believe it at all, he knew Tom too well.

"I think you must be out of luck, otherwise how could you end the battle so soon!"

Tom's eyes were red: "That's because I'm tired of playing, you don't understand the happiness of young people!"

While talking, he turned his head and drove with one hand.

Ok……

No response...

Inexplicably, Tom glanced at his nose, his eyes were sour, and a trace of humiliating tears ran across his cheeks.

Father Tony saw this, how could he not understand what happened.

He looked at Tom with a very sympathetic gaze and said: "I have received a young woman who was targeted by evil spirits before. Her husband is as inhumane as you, but you can rest assured that I will not discriminate against you."

Tom scolded furiously: "Fuck! How could my Tom not work? I just need to find my good brother to charge it!!! You know what a fart!"

Unspeakable anger.

Father Tony gave a flattering smile, and hurriedly took out his cell phone and said, "Okay, okay... I will call Mr. Du Wei now and ask him what to do so that he can charge you."

Now, the highest leader of the church in New York is Du Wei.

Except for Du Wei, it is impossible to find other people to solve this kind of matter.