American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

The full version of the video is scarier and more terrifying than the edited version, so Emilia needs to edit it.

"Are you sure you want the full version of the video?" Trish looked up from her notebook and asked worriedly.

She is also quite brave, and despite her rich experience, she is still a bit creepy.

Saxon nodded: "I don't do it for myself, I do it for others."

"I see, as long as you don't see it yourself, it's fine."

Tracy said oh, then looked at the laptop screen and pressed the transfer button.

Saxon shrugged and glanced at Emilia, who was talking to the old monk, the man who had sobered up and looked relaxed.

In fact, he just wants to send it back to his mother, and the most important thing is not this. The most important thing is that this video will eventually be passed on to Father York by his mother.

He was convinced of this.

And it turned out that his guess was right.

Ms. Kamil had no time to complain about her son, but continued to pass the video to Yorks.

"Father, this is the video that Saxon just shot with the filming team."

Yorks glanced at Irene who was busy in the kitchen. She held her cell phone in one hand and her notebook in the other and frowned: "Saxon doesn't have a country yet?"

Ms. Camille rubbed her eyebrows: "He said he has booked a flight for tomorrow, but I have been a little restless and nervous these past two days. Father York, do you think Saxon will be fine?"

With a calm look on his face, Yorks swiped his tablet and quickly found the video sent by Ms. Camille.

"This kind of thing is impossible to guard against. As long as he is in Thailand, there is still danger."

In his opinion, a country like Tai with so many theories about ghosts and gods, and in this parallel world of gods, ghosts and ghosts, only if ghosts and gods are everywhere can be considered consistent with his impression of Tai.

Hearing this, Ms. Kamil immediately made up her mind and gritted her teeth: "I will definitely let him come back tomorrow."

"Well, if you want to feel at ease, this is the only way." Yorkshire couldn't deny it. Now that it was mentioned, he still couldn't help but be more careful.

"You said Saxon always wore the cross I gave him?"

Ms. Kamil said: "Yes, he has been wearing it since high school and has never taken it off."

This kid.

Hearing this, Yorkist couldn't help but think of the day when he first met Saxon, and said calmly: "If something really happens, tell him to take the cross I gave him and recite the Lord's scriptures, it will have miraculous effects."

That cross has his enchantment and blessing on it. Unlike other ordinary crosses, it is surrounded by divine attributes.

Reading the scriptures will definitely draw the power contained in the cross and stimulate the sacred energy above.

"Okay, Father York." When Camille heard this, a big stone finally fell in her heart.

"And where do you think Saxon came from?"

Hearing the sound coming from the mobile phone, she quickly replied: "Bangkok."

"Bangkok?" Yorks raised his eyebrows, "If something really happens, you ask him to go to Father Marty of Huangqiao Church and say that I asked him to come here and ask for help."

Ms. Camille carefully wrote down the name of the church and the priest, and said, "Okay, Father York."

York could hear Ms. Camille's relaxed tone, and remembered the young look on her face when he first came in to talk about his divorce worries when he had just taken over Pluto Church. He smiled and said:

"No matter what happens, I can go there and catch this kid myself. In this way, you can rest assured, right?"

Ms. Camille was a little embarrassed, disturbing the priest so late at night.

"I'm sorry, Father, to bother you so late."

"It's okay." Yorkshire said gently: "We are old acquaintances. Besides, you have donated so much money..."

Hearing these words, Camille couldn't help but touch her face, her eyes showing the feeling of the passage of time. There were already some wrinkles on her forehead and at the corners of her eyes, but the priest seemed to have remained the same, as if he looked back. In the past, she was old, but the other person was still as young as ever.

"But you are still the same as before, and I have..."

"cough."

As soon as he said this, he could no longer continue the conversation, so Yorks clicked on the screen of the tablet to start playing the video channel.

"Ms. Kamil, if there is a problem with the video, I will call you again."

Ms. Camille smiled sincerely: "Okay, Father York."

Hearing the sound of hanging up, Camille pursed her lips, then leaned on the boss's desk and continued to call Saxon...

And Yorks has already watched this so-called supernatural video.

This time he looked with great interest.

Different from the supernatural beings in the United States, the supernatural beings in Taiwan are more atmospheric, and he can see the shadow of the head-lowering technique in it.

The kind of performance that is directly reflected on the host must be the head-lowering technique.

Red eyes, fear, inability to recognize people, hallucinations, etc.

"As expected of the country of Tai, this head-lowering technique is really difficult to defend against without protection."

After watching the entire unedited video from beginning to end, Yorks felt completely unmoved. When he saw the old monk beginning to crack the head-lowering technique, he hung up the video.

For him, this video is actually equivalent to watching a movie. The overall process is somewhat similar to the movie about the head-lowering technique he watched in his previous life.

He once remembered the most classic one, called "Head Down"

"There is also the most violent drop from above..."

Yorks shook his head and turned it off. These are all dark forces. In this case, they must be restrained by the divine.

Just like the old monk above, he is actually using the power of Rahu and his gods to solve the problem. The characterization is equivalent to allowing the power of Rahu to appear in the man's body.

"Father, what are you looking at?"

Hearing the sound, Yorks put away his thoughts and looked up. Irene was pushing his portion of dinner over and was sitting next to him.

"A different kind of supernatural event, do you want to watch it?"

Yorkes pushed the tablet closer to her.

Erin thought for a while: "Can I watch it?"

Yorks pulled his piece of steak in front of him, picked up the knife and fork, and said calmly: "Of course, if you can still eat after watching it, then you can watch it."

Hearing this, Irene couldn't help but murmur in her heart as she looked at the priest who didn't show anything on his face. She sensed some of the priest's evil intentions.

"So you might as well wait until you finish eating. It won't be too late to watch."

Yorks smiled, cut open the steak, forked a piece and put it in his mouth, savoring it carefully without saying anything.

I have to say that Erin's skills are getting better and better. The steak is cooked to perfection, tender and fragrant, and the juice is locked in very well.

The entrance is an explosion of taste buds, very satisfying.

When Irene saw the priest squinting his eyes and eating comfortably, she put away her inner murmur and answered with a proud smile what the priest had just said:

"Okay, Father."