Tolkien shouted loudly and chased after him, stopping Lu Li in front of the living room.
"400 shillings! Please help my son."
Lu Li stopped and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Tolkien, the ghost possessing Henry is very powerful and cannot be solved by me. I suggest you entrust a more powerful exorcist."
Tolkien begged: "But I don't have that much money...500 shillings! 500 shillings, Mr. Exorcist, please save Henry..."
Lu Li didn't want to take risks. He bypassed Tolkien and planned to leave. Suddenly, a feeling of being spied on emerged in his heart, and he subconsciously turned his head.
In the corridor, at the door of Henry's room, a shadow retracted behind the door, and the corner of its clothes disappeared.
"...?"
Lu Li's heart moved slightly.
"Mr. Exorcist?" Tolkien expressed surprise. He thought Lu Li had changed his mind.
This is indeed the case. Lu Li pondered for a moment and then said, "I can give it a try, but there's no guarantee it will work."
"Then it's up to you!"
Accompanied by Tolkien, Lu Li returned to the door of Henry's room.
The figure lying on the bed was motionless, as if Lu Li's sight of the figure just now was just an illusion. Henry's pale lips moved, as if silently reciting something, which overlapped with the whispers echoing in the air.
"Henry...Henry..."
Tolkien softly called his youngest son's name, but the latter showed no response, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.
Lu Li did not enter the room rashly. He stood at the door and scanned every corner of the room.
He found the source of the whispers, a prayer-like whisper coming from the cabinet at the foot of the bed.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling the turbid air, Lu Li walked into the room under Tolkien's worried gaze.
Lu Li walked towards the cabinet at the foot of the bed. Part of his attention fell on the figure on the bed, part of his attention fell on the cabinet where the whispers came from, and the last part of his attention fell on the curtained window.
Once any supernatural phenomenon occurs, Lu Li will not hesitate to jump out of the window to escape.
But until Lu Li stood in front of the cabinet, Henry didn't reveal anything unusual about the intruder, Lu Li.
The whispers became clearer, and as Lu Li squatted down, the voice suddenly amplified, almost echoing in his ears.
In the deepest part of the cabinet, a piece of white linen cloth was covering something, which was the source of the sound. After hesitating for a few seconds, Lu Li reached into the cabinet and lifted a corner of the white cloth.
Lu Li was able to peek into the true appearance of the item, and the whispers in his ears seemed to be coming from a dark forest, exuding a disturbing and bad aura.
The black threads on the top of the object looked like the tentacles of some unknown creature. The sharp-edged dark brown shape spread abominably, opening an abyss-like, frightening gap in the middle of the object.
It was a tube radio playing a radio broadcast.
The Caerthas Cathedral Channel broadcasts current events and prayers in the church at noon every day.
it is as expected……
Lu Li put down the white cloth, covered the radio again, stood up and opened the drawer.
Some envelopes lie quietly in the drawer.
"Mr. Exorcist?"
Tolkien asked in a low voice at the door. He didn't understand Lu Li's series of actions.
"I need to first understand the reason why Henry is possessed by a ghost. Is he possessed through some kind of medium or directly."
The door gradually closed, and Henry on the bed suddenly had a cold look on his lips——
The door that was about to close opened again, and Lu Li's figure appeared at the door, leaving and returning.
"What's the matter, Mr. Exorcist?" Henry looked up blankly.
