I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 152 Frequent strange events and a broken family
After saying goodbye to Su Fan, Peter set out on his journey home.

He left in a daze and returned in a daze.

But the moods were very different the two times.

When he left the house, Peter thought he was the sinner of the family and the murderer of his sister.

But in less than two hours, Peter was told that his sister was a demon and there was another reason for her death.

And he must take the responsibility of protecting his family from cultists and demons.

Peter returned to his room and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, his mind still constantly thinking about the conversation with the exorcist.

[This is a curse passed down from your ancestors]

After a while, he stood up and walked towards the house where his grandmother lived.

I turned the doorknob and was about to go in, but suddenly remembered that my mother Linda had asked me to lock the room not long ago.

He should get the key first.

But the sound of the door lock snapped, interrupting Peter's thoughts and causing his body to freeze in place.

I slowly pushed the door open and found a triangle drawn on the floor of the room by someone.

Someone sneaked into his house without anyone noticing and carved this pattern!

Peter shuddered all over and his breathing slowed down a little.

He looked around and saw no one, so he came to the box where his grandmother's belongings were placed.

After searching for a while, I found a photo album and a book called "Soul-Calling Notes".

Suddenly, a strong chill came over him and he turned his head sharply.

In the shadow of the house, Grandma Ellen, who was supposed to be dead, was actually there, giving him a weird smile!
Peter was so frightened that he almost screamed out loud, and the light feeling he had before came back again!
[When a person is extremely sad or frightened, his will becomes very fragile. ]

The young exorcist's voice rang in his ears once again.

Peter tried to calm himself down quickly, but before he could feel better, his grandmother's shadow walked towards him step by step in the shadows!

His sanity collapsed at this moment. Peter's mouth tasted bitter, he felt dizzy, and his soul began to leave his body.

Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation in my chest, as if my heart that was about to jump out of my chest was soothed by a force.

At the same time, another force awakened his consciousness, as if a rope powerfully pulled him down from mid-air!

The soul that was about to leave the body returned to the body again. Peter was still in shock and looked into the dark corner.

There was nothing different there than usual, and Grandma Alan who had just appeared seemed like an illusion.

Peter didn't dare to stay. He immediately took the two books and ran back to his room, breathing heavily. At the same time, he subconsciously pressed the talisman on his chest.

He knew very well that he had almost walked between life and death.

If it weren't for the mysterious yellow paper given to him by the young exorcist, his soul would have been scared out of his body just now!
Peter tried to calm himself down and then opened the "The Conjuring Notes".

It records in detail how to summon demons and undead spirits.

The props needed for the ceremony, the time, and what the participants need to do are all clearly stated.

After turning a few pages, Peter found a card written by his grandmother to his mother Linda.

And under that page is the record of a certain demon god.

As Peter was flipping through the book, he suddenly felt his head in a mess and his thoughts seemed to slow down a lot.

Not only that, fear and panic began to spread uncontrollably in his heart!
That terrible feeling almost made it impossible for him to continue thinking normally!
This is……

Could it be that this book has the power to corrode people's hearts and minds? !
Peter couldn't believe it.

The yellow paper on his chest worked again, helping him to clear away negative emotions and calm his mind.

[Talismans such as the Heart-Clearing Talisman and the Spirit-Ancing Talisman are effective, but their power will also be exhausted. The stronger the evil invasion is, the more intense the consumption of the talisman will be.]

Peter did not hesitate and continued to turn the pages of the book.

Then he rummaged through the boxes and found the camera and took pictures of the key content.

After everything was done, he quickly closed the book in front of him.

As time went by, the strong negative emotions in my heart gradually subsided.

Peter adjusted his breathing, but suddenly noticed some strange movements.

"rustle……"

The sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper echoed in the room.

He turned around and saw a black picture album.

The album is right in the middle of the bed.

But Peter clearly remembered that there was nothing on it when he left the room.

The album was automatically opened, and pictures began to appear on the blank paper.

It seems that there is some invisible existence drawing on it.

Peter's heart began beating uncontrollably again.

He moved closer and closer, and finally saw the content of the picture clearly.

Those were twisted and painful human faces.

The long-haired woman opened her mouth wide, her face covered in blood, and she was holding a string in her hand. Her neck seemed to be strangled by the string and was bleeding. She was struggling hard.

On another page, there was a white-haired man, screaming and engulfed in flames.

Then came the young man, crying in pain, with his eyes crossed out.

Behind him, a black-haired figure was dismembered, with the scattered limbs pierced by tree branches.

A group of people held these broken limbs and arms, and held a grand ceremony beside the bonfire, as if they were celebrating the death of some existence, or as if they were celebrating the rebirth of some existence.

Peter felt a chill all over his body and kept backing away, holding the photo album in his arms.

The style of this painting is exactly the same as Charlie's casual doodles when he was alive... and he also knows who the person depicted in it is.

Mom Linda, Dad Steve, Peter himself, and the young exorcist they just met!

He is always there, always watching over my every move!
Peter stumbled out of his room, but somehow he tripped and fell unconscious.

When he woke up again, it was already dusk.

What woke him up was nothing else but the sound of his parents quarreling below.

"I can't believe that you would go to a mutual aid group at such an important time!"

My usually gentle father suddenly lost his temper.

"You didn't ask about the police and Charlie's burial, and left me to face it all alone! Are you the only one suffering?"

"No, no, no, Steve, listen to me. I learned psychic skills at the mutual aid group."

Facing her father's rage, her mother's voice was no longer as irritable as before. Instead, it was eerily gentle and faintly excited.

"We can talk to Charlie again through this spiritual ceremony!"

"…You're crazy, Linda."

"I'm not crazy. I saw it with my own eyes. The master made the chalk write on the blackboard automatically. That was the dead trying to communicate with us, Steve!"

Linda was no longer as neurotic as before, and her patience was so great that she seemed like a different person.

"Come and try it with me, together."

"All right……"

"No, no."

Peter struggled to get up, his bloodless mouth moving, trying to shout to stop it.

"That's not Charlie, Mom, that's not Charlie..."

He wanted to speak, but his mind was so damaged and he had spent so much time fighting evil that Peter couldn't even make a decent sound.

In this short period of time, Peter staggered and reached the stairs using the wall to support his body.

But the spiritual ceremony seemed to be over.

He saw his mother.

There was a strange look on that familiar face that he saw day and night.

The latter opened his mouth, but made a familiar tongue-twitching sound...

It's Charlie's tongue-tickling sound.

"Peter?"

Linda's eyes revealed the dullness that Peter was very familiar with, and her mouth made a childish voice that only a girl of eleven or twelve years old could make.

"Do not!!"

Peter didn't know where he got the strength from, but he let out a roar!
He rolled and crawled all the way down the stairs, not minding at all the bumps he got.

Then he forced himself to stand up and overturned the table with candles and other things on it!
At this moment, Linda's expression suddenly returned to normal.

The thing that was attached to her was suddenly stripped away, and she felt dazed.

When he turned around, he saw Steve who was so scared that he couldn't speak, and Peter who was gasping for breath.

Peter was so emotional that he stepped forward and grabbed Linda's shoulders.

"Mom! That's not Charlie! That's not Charlie!! He is a demon! It's Baimon!"

Peter was so excited that he was incoherent and his chest was heaving like a bellows.

He was unable to explain the huge conspiracy and terrible evil to his mother in detail. He could only take out the talisman from his arms and wanted to stick it on his mother Linda.

However, Linda suddenly let out a shrill scream, snatched the talisman from Peter's hand and tore it to pieces!
"Why are you trying to stop me and Charlie from meeting? Why!"

Linda screamed and grabbed Peter's neck!
Veins bulged on her arms, her teeth were clenched tightly as if she was trying to break them, and her bloodshot eyes were wide open, looking terrifying.

Crazy! This family is crazy!!
She was so strong that Peter couldn't even struggle and was pinned to the ground!
Steve next to him finally woke up.

He rushed forward and grabbed Linda's arm, trying to stop her, but he was thrown away, smashing the dining table and unable to move!
He vomited blood, and his lifeless eyes caught a glimpse of human figures approaching the house.

Steve was no stranger to these people.

They are all recent residents.

But at this moment, everyone had a weird smile on their face and some even clapped.

It was as if they were applauding the mother killing her son.

On the other side, Peter, who was already severely deprived of oxygen, had white eyes and foam at the mouth.

“No…Mom…”

He squeezed out two syllables with difficulty from his tightly strangled throat...

He saw his mother's ferocious face and red eyes, and then he saw a completely strange man looking at him with an evil smile.

I see……

In a trance, he seemed to see the young exorcist again.

I could hear the last conversation with the latter.

[Don't worry, with these, I can definitely save their lives and prevent the devil from succeeding. ]

【Not always. 】

【Why?!】

[Your obstacles are never just the devil, but the people who are bewitched by the devil.

Even including your mother and father, can you bear it? 】

(End of this chapter)