The next morning, June 12th.
In Alex's home.
Du Wei sat alone on the bed, holding a mirror in his hand, his gaze calm and profound.
In the mirror, his face was reflected.
There were slight bloodshot threads in his eyes, but he was in good spirits.
"I clearly hinted to myself that I wouldn't dream, so why did this happen again? Is it because you have already started to emerge?"
This "you" referred to the curse.
The source of the curse was The Nun, which Du Wei usually called the Nun.
Once touched by it, it would entangle him forever, until the day Du Wei died, the curse wouldn't let him go.
He might become another Nun, or The Nun, or he might directly become an Evil Spirit.
But either way,
The result was something Du Wei couldn't accept.
So now, he was considering an issue.
How to deal with this problem.
Involuntarily, Du Wei pondered to himself.
