Exorcism in Los Angeles? Just talk it out!

Li Ang sat in the car, secretly following behind the policewoman. Once she entered the apartment, he immediately got out of the car and followed her.

Simply because if they both enter the elevator at the same time, their invisibility effect will disappear in the eyes of the policewoman...

"Oh right, I almost forgot about Little White..."

Li Ang, who had just gotten out of the car, went back inside, opened the lid, and took the pot of lilies with him...

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Exorcist?

Thinking of Wang Tiantian's case from last night, Christina's muscles immediately tensed. "An exorcist? What are you doing here?"

The abstinence master coughed lightly. "Ahem, this old lady is being harassed by an evil spirit. This humble monk has been entrusted to come here to... exorcise it for her."

Exorcism?

Another exorcism?

Does evil spirit really exist in this world?

Christina frowned. "There are no evil spirits... You're not lying, are you?"

Lanster agreed, "Yes, there are no evil spirits, old lady—"

The saying goes, "The common people cannot fight against the officials." The master of abstinence was somewhat afraid of the police officers in uniform, and he shrank back when he saw Christina.

"Ahem, no, nothing else. This humble monk will head back now."

Seeing the monk about to leave, the old woman quickly tried to call out to him, "Master, Master, the problem isn't solved yet, the evil spirit is still there, why are you leaving..."

"This humble monk's magical powers are meager; I am powerless to help. I shall take my leave now."

Christina pressed down on the monk, her face serious, and said, "Wait, please wait a moment. Neither of us speaks Chinese, and this old lady doesn't speak English. Could you please stay and act as a translator until things are resolved?"

"This..." The monk who abstained from sex was forced to stay, but he couldn't stop sweating and kept wiping it with his sleeve. His face was ashen, like a wall painted with lime water.

Moreover, Lanster noticed that his eyes were not looking at Christina or the old lady, but were fixed on a corner of the room, his eyes unblinking, his knuckles white as he gripped the wooden fish in his hand.

He glanced in that direction.

There was nothing in the corner.

……

"Which floor is it on...?" Li Ang moved Xiaobai closer and glanced down at the pot of leaves—

Not moving.

"Not this floor, try another one..."

Li Ang discovered a troublesome situation: because he entered the apartment a little late, he didn't know which floor Christina had gone to, so now he could only search floor by floor.

"You absolutely have to make it..."

……

Christina glanced at the monk who had abstained from sex, then turned to the old lady and asked, "Grandma, what happened? Your neighbor, this young man from Lantes, called the police for you, saying you need help."

"Officer, this is terrible! My wife didn't sleep well all night..."

"That's right, the sound of dripping water, knocking on the door, and the television really scared this old lady. I was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep."

"Speak slowly, madam," Christina comforted her, then looked at the abstinence master, who wiped the sweat from his brow and began to translate haltingly.

The old lady held Christina's hand affectionately and started chattering, "Every night, at 12 o'clock, the lights flicker and the room seems to become very dark. You can't even see with your phone's flashlight on."

"In addition, the faucet in the bathroom often turns on inexplicably and drips continuously."

"The TV would randomly change channels, and even my favorite paternity test program was taken down."

"And in the last two days, it's gotten even worse."

The old woman said tremblingly, "Sometimes when I turn off the TV, it turns back on automatically. When I turn it off again, it turns back on automatically."

"It's like... there's an unseen evil spirit."

Before the words were finished—

The lights in the room began to flicker.

It wasn't the occasional slight tremor of an aging light bulb, but rather all the light sources in the entire room simultaneously and rhythmically, slowly flickering on and off, like a giant heart beating with light.

Bright, dark.

That darkness wasn't just ordinary darkness; it was a blackness that completely suppressed light, thick and heavy, where every outline in the room disappeared the moment the lights went out.

The darkness cast long, distorted shadows of the corners and furniture, creating indescribable shapes. Then the lights came on again, and everything returned to normal.

In addition, the room had an extremely uncomfortable feeling about it.

drop!

drop--

A dripping sound, as clear as if something were drooling in the room.

Even the young white man, Lantes, who had called the police, couldn't help but hug his hands, swallow hard, and quietly retreat to the doorway with the monk who had abstained from sex.

"Look, here we go again, here we go again."

The television suddenly turned on automatically, and then it played a video of an 18th-century street. At the same time, a strange man appeared on the screen, his body covered in what looked like burns, his face disfigured, wearing an iron hook on his hand, and looking at them with a grotesque laugh.

After saying this, the old lady suddenly grabbed Christina's hand, squeezing her wrist so hard it hurt. Her body trembled uncontrollably as she repeatedly murmured in Mandarin, "May Buddha protect us, may Buddha protect us."

Christina instinctively placed her hand on the holster, pulled it out halfway, and looked around warily.

An unease that she couldn't dispel with training and experience was slowly spreading through the room, but she still comforted the old lady, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'll take a look for you."

"Perhaps it's a neighbor who uses the same model of TV as you, and their remote control might have accidentally turned on your TV."

Christina comforted the old lady, saying, "I'll go in and take a look. You all keep an eye on her and don't be nervous."

She cautiously entered the house to check the television, the holster on her waist giving her a sense of security.

Only the abstinence master behind him was constantly wiping away sweat.

The stalker

It is a kind of evil spirit that causes destruction, smashes things, makes trouble everywhere, and frightens others.

But in essence, they are very weak. If people ignore them or their owners don't believe in their existence, they will disappear or leave after a while.

For example, some people firmly believe that dripping faucets, flashing lights, or televisions turning on by themselves are accidents. The poltergeists can't do anything to them and will simply disappear when they get bored.

The abstinence master only accepted the exorcism task after understanding the situation, because this kind of evil spirit was extremely weak and easy to deal with.

The older an electrician gets, the more timid he becomes.

But when he actually started the exorcism, he discovered that this evil spirit was not so simple; it was somewhat like a succubus that caused trouble and scared people.

It's somewhat like a spirit bound to an object, and at the same time, it's somewhat like a cursed spirit born from a curse.

This evil spirit of unknown composition made him want to back down. At the crucial moment, however, the policewoman ordered him not to leave and to stay and act as a translator. The master was in a dilemma, but he was afraid of the truth and dared not run away.

If Amei suddenly ran away in front of a police officer, she would easily get a beating; she had no choice but to stay put.

Even worse, this beautiful policewoman, through her chaotic actions, seemed to have violated the evil spirit's rules, causing it to reveal its true form...

Hehehehehehe...