Chinese Exorcism Novels & Stories

she utters, then makes the sign of the cross and ends it with a statement that sounded like— “Deliver us from evil, Lord.” “You know what? Of course you wouldn't be going anywhere. I cannot have you here, and just let you… slip up. It seems to me that the earlier rituals and exorcism didn't quite work. That's alright. We will perform another. You will be cleansed and free from all evil. Whatever has possessed you, we will pray it out. The Lord will deliver.” My heart starts beating loudly on hearing the word exorcism. I can't go back there. I can't go back to that basement. They'll kill me there, and no one would know. I won't survive it down there. I just wouldn't.

The cup of tea I was holding fell on my legs, fortunately, it was not that hot, and I did not suffer any burns. My dad was there in seconds, “You'll be fine, Moriah.” No, nothing is fine. Nevertheless, I nodded to let him know that it was okay, he passed me a cloth, and I tried to dry the tea stain as best I could. My dad returned to his seat and I waited for him to continue. “The people who used to treat these cases were not doctors from that time, but religious leaders.” I will keep my mind open, these are past events and I kept listening. “Their illnesses were treated with rituals called exorcisms, which were usually performed by a priest and a helper.”

to turn him away. The old woman pushed herself up. “Well what are you stupidly standing there for?!” Luntian grabbed her staff and hit Calleb in the head, making him flinch. “Let’s go!” ================= Villagers circled around the ritual hall. A place of healing. A place of prayers to be sent to the Spirit guides, to the ancestors. But tonight, it’s for a Ceremony. An Exorcism.

“The elders are demanding an exorcism.” My eyes widened. “W-what?”

It was an uncommon occurrence for a child to be exorcized; it was usually the old women that were found out as witches. The pages finished setting the oil lamps and other miscellanea according to the rules of Feng Shui. They all stepped back and let the herbalist take their place in front of the girl, forming an outer circle. The said man started to chant in a strange tongue and sprinkle a thick, black liquid inside the chalk-line — and on the girl, in the process.

“Who? I don’t ask a third time.” “Monks. Tibetan monks. They’re superstitious. Want to find out if the Chinatown Monster is a demon or some shit. It’s good for both of us. I don’t even want to know who you are. They pay me to chase shadows and . . . ”—wrong word—“Not Ghost Shadows, they don’t care about gangs, they don’t care!”

“As ineffective as the exorcism was, it managed to do one thing: it brought Mathias back to me. Much later after the exorcism, I would learn from the others how I went into a trance. Considering the intensity of punishment Aling Tikya was dishing out on me, I wasn’t surprised.

She then passed a few charms to Caroline and Keane before lighting the candles. "Please put on these charms, Mommy, Mr. Pierce." Caroline asked in puzzlement, "What are these for?" "These are exorcism charms. There is a possibility of drawing other spirits during the process, so it will be safer to carry these," Liora explained. Liora reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of translucent liquid.

Bennett said, furrowing his brows. “I know one…” Christine said. “Father Henry. He’s the one that performed the cleansing on me. He’s a family friend.” Christine added. “Okay, where is he?” Oliver asked. “That’s the problem, his parish is at Boston.” Christine panicked. “Gordon would be far gone by the time he gets down here.” Dr. Bennett said, examining him for the second time. “Can an exorcist perform the cleansing?” Seth asked. “I don’t know, maybe… Do you know of any?” Christine asked, clinging to the ray of hope that Seth shone before her.