Reborn Exorcist

The vomiting was followed by screaming—an endless scream of rage.The girl on the bed struggled hard, but the length of the iron chain was only enough for her to slightly lift her body to the side, but it did not allow her to sit up.The demon's anger turned into the childish cry of the girl.

"Please bear all my sins on the cross, please wash away all my sins with the blood shed on the cross, and make me a flawless and holy person. May the power of the Lord prevail! May the holy name of the Lord prevail! Haha Lelujah, thank the Lord, may the Lord prevail at this time!" 1

As if he didn't hear, Louis held up a silver cross and prayed loudly with a Bible.Nancy watched, terrified.The hideous figure on the bed with the skin bursting out almost frightened her, but she knew very well that it was her daughter, which made her worry.She was worried that such hysterical shouting would hurt her daughter's throat, so she also began to whisper the words of praying to God.

By chance, Nancy found that Roland was just standing aside and watching, not helping to pray.Moreover, the other party was still wearing leather gloves in the room, as if he wanted to avoid suspicion and not touch those sacred things when he handed the tools to Louis.

In Nancy's perception, even if the exorcist's partner is not a priest, they should be pious and holy people like priests.She silently complained about the other party, but she kindly chose a euphemistic way of saying: "You are also a believer, please help me."

"I'm so sorry, dear madam." Roland replied slowly with regret in his eyes, "I'm not a believer."

Nancy's eyes widened in horror.At this point, however, the screaming stopped, as did the sound of Louis chanting the exorcism spell.She saw Louis standing at the end of the bed, her daughter was motionless as if unconscious, but her body was slowly floating up from her feet.

"Oh my God!" Nancy screamed in dismay, with no blood left on her face.But the bigger scare is yet to come.The girl spoke, her voice was low, like the roar of a male beast: "You God's lackey..."

"And you are Satan's running dog. There is no difference between us in essence, we just go to different places." Louis stood where he was, confronting the devil. "The exorcist will go to heaven after death, and you... even if it is hell, I am afraid there will be no place for you."

The iron chain began to vibrate violently, the metal collided, and the sound of "clang" came in an endless stream.Nancy's heart was in her throat.Her poor daughter was unconscious, her eyes closed, but she was still struggling vigorously, using her soft and delicate skin to fight against the cold and hard metal.

"God, help us!" she said feebly, turning her eyes to Louis.The young exorcist was actually sneering, with a coldness mixed with confidence and concentration on his face.

"In the holy name of the Lord Jesus. Amen!" Louis said only such a sentence, and then jumped into the air.

His tone was emotionless, but it also reassured Nancy.However, what the other party did frightened Nancy again.Louis put his knees on the girl's stomach and pushed her hard back onto the bed.Afterwards, he maintained a half-kneeling posture on the other side, and stabbed the bottom of the cross hard at the girl's forehead.

The moment before the cross made contact with the skin, Nancy clearly saw the pointed cone protruding from the bottom—this cross turned out to be a sharp weapon!It would have pierced that child's head!

"Stop! Stop!" She shouted and rushed to the bed, but Roland grabbed her shoulders from behind and pulled her away.Contrary to the strong and unresistable force, Roland explained in a gentle voice: "It's not hurt! Look, the child didn't bleed!"

After hearing this, Nancy gradually calmed down.Roland was right. Although the sharp silver instrument pierced the skull, what gushed out of the wound was not blood or brains, but thick black smoke.The black smoke disappeared in the air as it rose upward, as if purified by the cross.A shrill howl came from her poor child's mouth, and her limbs convulsed like a seizure.

Nancy felt that she might pass out, or just go crazy.This series of things had tortured her to the point of collapse.The only thing that gave her hope at this moment was the change in the child's body: the rolled up skin returned to its original position obediently, covering the flesh and blood, and the frightening paleness was slowly stained with blood. "Did it work?" she asked Roland excitedly.

no answer.Nancy looked at the other party and found that the other party's eyes were serious.Following the direction of the other party's line of sight, she found that Louis' condition was not very good.The thin young man was muttering something silently, his face was pale, and sweat had already wet the broken hair on his forehead.

"It's not easy to suppress people controlled by demons," Roland said lightly, "but Louis will stick to his post. As long as he doesn't lose consciousness, he will."

Nancy silently agreed.

The screaming stopped abruptly.Louis pulls the cross up.The sharp knife protruding from the bottom was not stained with a single drop of blood.He wiped his sweat and jumped out of bed. "It's all right for now. She'll wake up soon. You'd better get her some warm water."

Nancy said gratefully, "Thank you for saving her!"

"This is what I should do." Louis nodded and walked to Roland.He whispered, "We can't go. It's not dead yet."

Roland raised his eyebrows. "The black smoke just now..."

"It's the demon's body. I'm about to succeed, but I don't know what pulled away the last part of it. It just lost most of its power, but it hasn't been completely wiped out." Louis was a little impatient.

"Don't worry, you can take care of it; we can take care of it." Roland reassured the other party: "Look, the kid opened his eyes."

They looked at the child intently, but not with Nancy's concern.The poor woman flung herself on the edge of the bed, taking care not to spill water from the cup in her hand. "Honey, how are you feeling? Do you remember what happened?"

"Mom." The girl smiled weakly, and her chapped lips were drawn to the sides because of the smile, revealing the red flesh under the pale skin.Nancy quickly lifted her head up and carefully fed the other party water.In fact, Nancy was still worried about the return of the possessed evil spirit - she heard the conversation between Louis and Roland.The demon's angry screams kept echoing in Nancy's mind, worrying her vaguely, but she had to comfort her daughter first. "It's all right, honey. It's all over."

Louis watched the mother and daughter interact.He was a little envious at first, but he soon regained his composure.Douglas is like a parent to me, he thought. "Roland, I'm going out for a walk. I'm suffocated to death in this room."

"Don't go out. You're wearing too little clothes, sweating, and it's cold outside." Roland said with concern: "It's not suitable to go out now."

Louis ignored him and walked out of the room on his own.Roland followed the other party into the living room and watched Louis put on his coat. "You're so bad at taking care of yourself. That worries me."

Louis's hand was already on the doorknob, and now he turned his head again. "It's easy, you don't have to follow me. You don't have to worry if you can't see me."

"Of course I will go with you. If you are not in front of me, I will be more worried." Roland said dumbfounded, and put on his coat. "Is it okay to leave them here alone?"

"It doesn't matter. Even the devil needs some time to recover its strength. It is indeed a bit tricky, but in my opinion, it will return for revenge at least tomorrow night."

They walked along the gravel road, looking at the low and dilapidated houses on both sides of the road.They arrived here at night and did not take a close look at their surroundings.Now, they realize that this place is not only remote and dilapidated, but also slowly "die".

Perhaps because workers moved to the city, or perhaps because of the devil, about half the residents here have moved out, leaving gray houses behind.

As he walked past an abandoned house, Louis glanced through the fence.Weeds were overgrown in front of the house, mixed with black stones, probably thrown in by urchins.The paint on the exterior of the house had peeled off, exposing rotting wood.A plank of the roof had been torn off and the skylight was smashed.

"Is it the tornado?" Louis murmured.He knew how the spring tornadoes raged in this place. "This place has been deserted for at least half a year. If the devil forced them to move away..."

"Don't be so pessimistic, maybe a better job made them move away." Roland interrupted him, and said in a brisk tone: "You want to go out for a walk, isn't it just to let yourself rest? Why do you always think about these heavy things? Woolen cloth?"

Louis looked at Roland, his eyes softened. "Exactly. So, what light talk do you have?"

"I'm interested in the relationship issues of exorcists."

"Oh!" Louis yelled shortly, put his hand on his forehead, and said, "This is not an easy topic!"

"Why not?" Roland asked back, with a curious light in his eyes, which made him look younger. "You can't be alone all the time. I've seen male exorcists in Texas, mostly with young girls. Is this some kind of consolation from the church?"

Knowing that the other party must talk about this, Louis resigned to his fate and began to explain: "Yes, they are conservative ladies. But this privilege is not for everyone. Only exorcists with strong self-control can choose cute but inexperienced girls. female believers. I don’t have bad self-control, but in the past, most of the old men around me were preachers.”

"Dadu?" Roland repeated softly. "Then you have a female partner too. Why don't you get along with her?"

"Because I don't need to." Louis shrugged. "Hot girls like that are reserved for guys who want to date at work. I'm going to focus on work."

"Is that priest named 'Douglas' making you so |abstinate? You seem to respect him and he's not married - honestly it's amazing! God sings the beauty of marriage and he doesn't respond to God's words Advocate."

Louis laughed twice, his expression subconsciously pious. "That's different. Douglas has dedicated his life to God, totally."

"Oh! So God is gay too." Roland looked at Louis and said softly.

Louis glared at him. "How dare you say that! Douglas is a pious and holy man, and God is worthy of him!" He was silent for a moment, and then muttered: "You can't make fun of that. Although sometimes, I think so too."

Roland laughed silently.They went on.At the end of the road is a large forest, which looks dark.

"Let's go back later. Hey, wait, who is so wicked to peel off the bark? If I see..."

Louis' words stopped short when he saw something.As soon as it jumped into view, Louis' feet went limp, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"It's cold on the ground, get up quickly! You must be too tired." Roland quickly stepped forward to help Louis up, and found that his face was frighteningly pale.The slender fingers were not only cold, but also trembling unceasingly.Now Louis looks very weak, as if vulnerable.

"Look at that." Louis pointed weakly at the tree trunk.Most of the bark of the tree in front of them had been peeled off, and the thing was printed on the light yellow trunk.Inside the double ring is an inverted pentagram, and inside the pentagram there is an image painted, which looks a lot like the symbol of Satanism.The difference is that the image is not a Satanic goat, but a grinning skeleton.

"It looks a bit like a symbol of Satanism, but it's not. It's probably just a prank, nothing scary." Roland tried to lift Louis up, but the other party clamped his arm tightly, so much that it made his bones creak rattle.

"Don't you know it?" Louis asked urgently, "You don't know it?"

"It's the first time I've seen this graphic." Roland put his other hand on the back of the opponent's hand, comforting Louis who was emotionally unstable.

Roland's tenderness softened Louis.He let go of his hand and let the other person help him up. "I'm so sorry, I'm just... I'm just freaked out."