One thousand two hundred and thirty-six: The first exorcism.
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"Then what?" Yan Wan opened the parchment and stared at the painting, his pupils shrinking slightly.
Carter continued: "Afterwards, my mother's spirit was not very good. And the servants at home also said that they seemed to see a demon with a burning body floating in the house at night."
Yan Wan closed the parchment and muttered in denial: "It's not a demon. If it were a demon, you would have died long ago. It should be... resentment."
"???" Carter looked confused.
After all, there is no description of this thing in English. Their lack of imagination means there are things like demons and gods.
Ninety percent of Westerners can't understand the most basic Eastern concepts of the Five Elements and the Eight Diagrams, Wind and Thunder.
Yan Wan twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly and explained aloud: "You can think that it is the aura that remains after the death of the devil."
Carter looked at him in confusion, with a puzzled look on his face: "If he dies, then he's dead? How can he still have breath left?"
But mid-sentence, his face suddenly changed: "Isn't he dead?"
"We won't tell you until we see something. He probably won't die." Yan Huan shook his head and said nothing more. After all, I haven’t seen the actual thing, so I can’t say for sure.
"Why don't you find someone from the Exorcist Guild?" he asked.
Carter was a little angry: "Looking for it, but their manpower is very tight during this period, and there are no lives here, so they have been delaying..."
It's hard for Yan Wan to express any opinion on this kind of thing. After all, he will have to join the Exorcist Guild sooner or later, and he can be considered a reserve.
Carter was not an idiot. Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, he tactfully changed the subject. The two of them talked all the way, recounting their experiences over the years.
With the sound of horse hooves, we finally arrived at Carter's house.
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Looking at the manor in front of him, Yan Wan secretly cursed the rich man in his heart.
He straightened his clothes and refused the servant to take the sword for him. Just like he did at home, he looked around and then followed Carter into the courtyard.
There was already a middle-aged man standing at the door, waiting for them. After seeing Yan Wan, he quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and hugged him gently: "Yan Wan, you are finally here."
"Uncle Rego, long time no see." Yan Wan was a little uncomfortable with foreigners' emotional expressions, but as the saying goes, do as the Romans do, and he chose to obey.
After a while of greetings, Yanwan declined the invitation to sit down for dinner and asked Rego to take him to see the painting. After all, the other party brought him here specifically for the purpose of settling this matter.
"Aunt Zoll."
After going up to the second floor, Yan Wang nodded to a haggard-looking woman. Yin and Yang At the moment, there was a faint layer of yin surrounding her body.
"interesting."
Yan Wan frowned slightly, raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and gently tapped Zhuoer's eyebrows. His inner energy exploded instantly, and the surging blood evil force rushed out, dispersing the vague layer of Yin Qi on her body.
The woman opened her eyes and looked at him in surprise: "What did you do? I feel a lot more relaxed, as if something has been taken off my shoulders."
Yan Huan shrugged, walked over and said, "Carter told me about you on the road before, and now it seems that I guessed it well.
During this time, you have been exposed to something bad, and the things above have contaminated you, making you mentally weak and physically exhausted. "
Having said this, he suddenly looked at Rego: "Uncle, since you have already guessed that it was the painting, why don't you throw it away?"
Hearing this, Rego was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "We have tried, but every time we throw it away, the painting will return to its original position the next day."
Carter also jumped in and said: "We tried burning, cutting with knives, etc., but it had no effect. Later I went to the church and asked for a bottle of holy water, but it still had no effect. So..."
"I see."
Yan Huan nodded thoughtfully: "Every time you do these things, something bad will happen to your family, right? For example, servants get sick, flowers and plants die, etc."
"Yes, how do you know?" Rego nodded excitedly and slapped his forehead: "I forgot, you are considered an exorcist, and you are taking the assessment this time."
Yan smiled and made no excuse.
In fact, this has nothing to do with The Exorcist.
He just speculated that the devil's thoughts on this painting were the souls of the painting. Every time the painting was destroyed, the devil's thoughts could consume the yin energy to restore it.
But if it is always consumed, it must be replenished. The essence of living people and the vitality of flowers, plants and trees are all sources of replenishing yin energy.
Based on this, he came to the conclusion just now.
In fact, it does not matter whether it is a demon or a devil. When they are alive, they can be said to be another kind of creature, but after death, they are similar to the ghosts and ghosts in the East.
In the final analysis, it is all a mass of residual thoughts and Yin Qi condensed into something, and it is almost impossible to go anywhere.
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Once the essence of it is understood, a race like human beings with persecution paranoia will definitely work hard to find a solution.
"This is it." Rego pointed to the locked door at the end and ordered the servant to get the key.
"unnecessary."
Yan Wang took a few steps forward, tugged on the lock, pulled it off, and pushed the door open.
A strong coldness hit his face, instantly hitting his whole body and seeping into his bones. But with the operation of his internal power, Yan Wan effortlessly expelled this evil spirit from his body.
The source is the painting on the wall.
The demon was pierced by a spear and nailed to the stone wall, its whole body burning with dark green flames. Opposite the demon, a scarred knight, holding a big sword, desperately chopped off the demon's head.
Yan Huan half-squinted his eyes with a look of astonishment. There were actually two wills in this painting, the knight and the devil.
However, the knight's will dissipated, leaving only the demon with some lingering thoughts that refused to dissipate.
If you look closely, you will see that the surface of this painting, especially the knight's body, has a trace of undetectable tearing. Although it was repaired by later generations, it is only on the surface and cannot be easily seen.
It can be guessed that this painting was originally used as an alchemy tool, and it should be a seal. The original demon was sealed inside.
That knight can be regarded as a weapon spirit, or a formation eye or something like that. But then this thing broke, and the knight naturally ceased to exist.
Without restraint, the lingering thoughts of the demon that have not completely dissipated can of course run out and wander around unscrupulously. This led to a series of events that followed.
"come out."
Yan Wan waved his hand, motioning for Rege and the others to step back first, and said softly.
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