The butterfly flew past my eyes and arrived in front of the bedroom door, fluttering up and down, as if urging me to open the door.
I looked at the empty scroll in my hand, threw it aside, put on my pants and jacket, took my phone keys, and stepped forward to open the door.
The butterfly flew to the door again.
I followed and opened the door.
Next, the butterfly went all the way down, instead of walking around the stairs, it went directly through the gap in the stairs and reached the first floor.
It was impossible for me to pass the stairs like this, so I had to go downstairs step by step.
When I passed by the community guard room, I was worried that the guard would see this strange butterfly. But the guard just looked at me one more time, then turned back and continued playing on his phone.
Only I can see this butterfly.
I followed Butterfly and didn't go too far. After arriving at another community one kilometer away, I was led into a building in the community.
The security door downstairs automatically unlocked and slowly opened when the butterfly passed by.
The atmosphere became very strange.
After entering the door, I felt that the environment was even more weird.
Because there are candlesticks on the walls inside the building, with white candles inserted. The fire flickered.
This kind of scene is really not consistent with the identity of an "exorcist", but more in line with the witches, wizards and the like they are trying to eliminate.
The firelight led to a path, a straight corridor that was completely incompatible with the structure of the residential building.
The butterfly continued to fly forward, with golden scales falling and disappearing along the way.
This way of leading the way is far from creative. I guessed if this was some kind of fixed spell, that's how it was used, butterflies, candles, tunnels... couldn't be changed. It may be that elements from legends and stories were absorbed, or it may be that those legends and stories were based on this spell to create such scenes, and they were used in modern film and television dramas.
While thinking wildly, the corridor has reached the end.
No surprise at all.
At the end of the corridor is a simple wooden door that looks very heavy. The carved patterns on it seem to be flowers, vines, gems, unicorns...
I only took a quick glance and saw the butterfly flying to the door, turning into a ball of golden powder and exploding on the door.
The door creaked open.
The sound echoed in the corridor.
A circle of candlelight lit up in the darkness inside the door.
The flames lit up one after another, illuminating the circular space and leaving countless shadows in the space.
The dark space and the round table placed in the center reminded me of Ghost Whispers. I don't know if it's a coincidence or another unoriginal choice. The round table is covered with black velvet and a crystal ball is placed on it.
Suddenly, a figure wearing a black cloak appeared on the seat facing the door.
The curly long hair and a pair of red lips exposed from under the cloak made people recognize that she was a woman.
The rest of her body was covered by the cloak, leaving nothing exposed.
"Please sit down." The woman said nothing, but her voice rang directly in my brain.
My heart trembled, and my wandering brain finally focused.
The woman raised her red lips and said, "Please don't worry, I'm just meeting you in this way. We communicate here, across space, without obstacles, and don't worry about leaks. This is my ability, and my ability is limited to this , it’s not about invading your brain and reading your consciousness.”
I didn't completely believe this woman, I just controlled my emotions, focused my attention more, and stopped thinking about other things.
The woman said again: "Please sit down."
I walked to the seat opposite the woman.
The rest of the round table was empty, with no seats or people.
Am I the first one here? Or…
Just as I was thinking about it, the door behind me closed and the door panel disappeared.
At the same time, another identical door appeared beside me. The door opened and someone entered, a man I didn't recognize.
The man was wearing a suit and ties, wearing glasses, and his hair was combed with hairspray, and he was meticulous. He glanced at me and walked straight to the round table. New seats appeared at the round table. The man pulled out his chair and sat down without saying a word.
As soon as he sat down, a door appeared opposite him.
This time, a woman came in. She also wore glasses, but she was dressed like a very rigid schoolgirl. She also had two braids, and the thick glasses made it hard for people to understand that she was too old-fashioned. Still deliberately playing retro.
The woman also said nothing, just pulled out the chair that appeared and sat down. The sitting posture is the same as that man, very upright.
The third door opened and I finally heard the second sound since arriving here. This voice also sounded directly in my mind. It didn't start with a direct voice, but with a whistle.
"This is nothing new. The environment is too bad. If you have this kind of ability, just find a five-star leisure club to meet." A young man in a sweatshirt walked out from behind me, moved casually, and then complained. , looked around, "Hey, why are you all wearing cloaks? Are you some kind of evil organization? Sign up!"
This nonsense makes me confused.
I saw the man in the suit and pushed his glasses, "All we see are cloaks. This should be a limitation of ability."
I was secretly surprised, but I immediately suppressed this emotion and didn't even think about it.
I'm still wary that this person with abilities who appears out of nowhere can see my consciousness.
"Oh, that's it. It's so boring." The young man sat down, leaned back, raised his chair, and raised his legs. While shaking his feet, he said: "In this case, there is no need to introduce yourself. If you have anything to do, just tell me quickly, I have a girl waiting for you."
"Not everyone has arrived yet," the cloaked woman replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, three doors opened around him.
It was Wu Ling who came out of one of the doors!
I took another look at Wu Ling and immediately resisted the urge to speak.
People who came in from the other two doors were a middle-aged woman who looked like a housewife, and the other was an older man who walked hobblingly and wore a suit that didn't fit well.
After they sat down, they all turned their heads and glanced around.
Wu Ling's eyes did not stay on me. I'm not sure if she saw me. What she saw was probably also a cloak.
"Okay, everyone is here." The cloaked woman spoke, "You must already know the purpose of inviting everyone here. Our Exorcist Association has found..."
"Pfft!" The young man laughed suddenly and waved his hands with a smile, "I'm sorry, this name is so tacky. I thought you had a mysterious organization name that couldn't be revealed to the public. Is that what you call it? "
The cloaked woman was silent.
"Their original name was Rheinsteve Lickert." The only old man present spoke.
"What?" The young man turned his head and looked over.
"It's the pronunciation of 'one who kills demons' in Kazian language." The old man continued.
"Wow! This is cool! Why did you change the name to Exorcist Association?" the young man continued to complain.
"In order to integrate into the society of ordinary people, and also to avoid attracting people with your personality." It was the old man who answered him. He said and looked around, "However, it seems that this purpose has failed."
"Haha!" The young man slapped the table and laughed, "This scene is really too middle-of-the-road and too cliched!"