Regarding the life of his son, the old man dared not talk nonsense: "Yes, a few months ago, a supernatural investigator couple came to my house to investigate. My son was in a very unstable situation at the time, and strange things often happened at home. After the couple left, the situation improved a little, but it began to deteriorate recently."

While speaking, the old man asked Xiao Zhi and Jiang Chuan Heko to go to his home near the farm.

The house is quite large, much larger than Roger's house haunted by the witch Bassiba, and its decoration and furniture are much more luxurious.

The old man brewed coffee for the two of them, sat down and said with a sad face: "My son Morris was rebellious when he was young, and always wanted to go out to work hard for his own career. He took a sum of money and ran out to mess around when he was just eighteen years old. Twenty years ago, he finally came back. Only then did I realize that this guy had actually ran to a ruined mountain village in Romania to deliver daily necessities to a monastery...

Unexpectedly, he said something shocking. The monastery was invaded by the devil. He and a nun and a priest almost fought for their lives to seal the gate of hell that ran out of the devil. I originally thought it was just a bad excuse for myself to go home, but a terrible and weird thing happened to him not long ago, and I realized that all this was true."

Xiao Zhi took a sip of coffee, it was so bitter, so he put some sugar in a spoon.

He looked around and said, "What about Mr. Morris, is it convenient to meet him?"

The old man looked a little depressed: "He was in the room upstairs, and the situation seemed unhappy. After the Warren and his wife left, the situation recurred. I immediately entrusted the priest of the church to apply for help to the church. However, two months later, except for the priest of the church who visited several times, there was still no one coming to the church. It is said that there was not enough staff..."

Xiao Zhi asked, "Isn't there a church priest? He can't solve it?"

The old man sighed: "The priest comes to pray for blessings every once in a while. He said that he is not capable enough and can only barely stop the evil spirits boarding Morris from causing trouble. But I found that Morris is getting worse and worse recently, and he always makes strange screams in the middle of the night. Once, he even floats up... The effect of praying is getting worse and worse."

He followed the old man to the second floor and pushed open the last door of the corridor.

A faint stench came towards me. The smell of shit, urine and butts mixed together for a long time. Xiao Zhi hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, and was almost pushed out by this invisible smell...

The old man was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, not long after my wife passed away, I was the only one left at home watching the farm and watching Morris. The room rarely has time to tidy up, and Morris always makes trouble, so it will inevitably leave a smell." He said in a hurry to pull open the big curtains in the room, and the sunlight came in through the glass, and the whole room suddenly became much brighter.

Many things in the room were emptied, leaving only a bed where there was a greasy middle-aged uncle lying on it. His hands and feet were tied to the corners of the bed by professional medical restraint belts, and he lay in a large shape. Xiao Zhi knew that this greasy uncle was the young man who sealed the gate of hell with the priest and nun in Romania 20 years ago.

Time is really a slaughter knife, and it cuts the guy who was already a little decent into an uncle.

Heko Jiangchuan brought a chair from somewhere. Xiao Zhi took it and walked to the bed to sit down. He looked at Morris carefully. It might have been too long since he washed up. Morris was wearing yellow and smelly clothes, and his hair was greasy and stuck in pieces. His eyes were sunken, his dark circles were heavy, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot...

He was not moving, as if he was a vegetable.

Xiao Zhi called softly: "Morris, wake up."

Morris looked at the ceiling blankly without any reaction. Xiao Zhi lowered his head and thought for a while, and whispered: "Fronchi! What are you stupid?" Morris's pupils contracted violently and made a terrified voice, "It's obvious that he has succeeded, why do you want me to be unlucky, why..."

Franci was a temporary name used by Morris in Romania. When he returned to the United States, he used his original name to Morris.

Xiao Zhi spoke the three words Franchi and immediately awakened the fear hidden deep in Morris' memory.

Morris turned his head stiffly: "Who are you and why do you know that name?"

A trace of light appeared in his pupils, as if he had caught a life-saving straw and said, "Did Father Burke send you here? I knew he would not give up on me, after all, I saved his life..."

Xiao Zhi was silent for a moment, looking at Morris' longing eyes, he sighed softly, "Yes, Father Burke asked me to come. He injured one eye in the monastery twenty years ago. You know this, so it is not convenient to move. But please don't be stressed, my ability is still OK."

Morris made a gurgling sound from his throat. He seemed to be suppressing his consciousness by something, and he struggled and said, "The demon ran out of the monastery. I know it was her. When the gate of hell was sealed, she left some evil forces in my body lurking. Please, help me get rid of her. You can do whatever you want..."

Xiao Zhi's eyes were glowing: "Can you want anything?"

Black tendons appeared at the corners of Morris' eyes and spread to his cheeks, like a biochemical zombie in an American movie. His voice began to blur: "Yes, yes, you can do anything, please."

Xiao Zhi took out a colorful bottle from his pocket. Yes, this is also a prop made of colored glass from Father John's church on Rhode Island, and it is an enhanced version. After making a gourd last time, there was still a lot of glass left, and he had always left it to Akiko Jiangchuan to carry it with him...

This colorful gourd is double-layered, with holy salt water poured between the two layers, which has the effect of holy water and salt. Moreover, the rows of exorcism scriptures on the glass were carved with a knife, which is much more practical than the last gourd.

Xiao Zhi looked at the old man: "Sir, I am about to start the exorcist ceremony. Please go downstairs to avoid it. No matter what sound you hear, you can't come up. Morris's life not only requires my efforts but also requires your cooperation..."

The old man hurriedly left after hearing this. He had only one son like Morris, and his wife died again. He really didn't want to lose his son again. Morris's affairs were tortured and he finally waited for someone like Xiao Zhi who could exorcism, so he must seize the opportunity.

Morris' eyes were very dark, his pupils were rolling up, and the whites of his eyes were exposed, and a breath of black air spread out from his mouth: "Exorcist, don't meddle in other people's business, otherwise I will tear you into pieces..."

Listening to this sound, it was indeed the ghost nun Valak.

The ghost nun Varak is a relatively special demon.
Chapter completed!