Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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Depressed, low...

When antique clocks changed, Du Wei suddenly had the illusion that he was dying.

It seems that his life is completely out of control.

As long as antique clocks think about it, he will be directly obliterated.

But Du Wei remained calm and kept thinking in his mind.

Since Annabel was locked in the mounting cabinet by herself, it has fallen into an endless loop and can only be reduced to her own tool, thrown at home when not in use, and pulled out to die when used.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Annabel to be out of control again.

But the premise is that there is no external force involved.

The only external force at home is the mysterious antique clock.

Thought of this.

Du Wei calmly looked at the antique clock and said: "During my absence, you did something to Annabel. Although I don't know what you want to do, it must have something to do with me."

He can't seem to feel the increasingly terrifying sense of depression.

Instead, the whole person is more calm and rational.

He said: "I have been thinking about one thing recently, why didn't you kill me? If you were in the recovery period at the earliest, then your strength has already exceeded my tolerance."

"It's not too easy for you to kill me."

"After you kill me, you can still turn me into a puppet and let me act according to your will."

"I think this is a problem."

Finished.

Du Wei entered the evil spirit.

On the back of the right hand, the pattern of the pointer slowly emerged.

And it's also turning.

It seemed to echo the antique clock in front of me.

Du Wei thought for a while and said, "The reason I shot you is because I want to test your bottom line. You should know that I have always wanted to kill you."

"So it is always impossible for us to live in harmony."

"Well... you acted very mysteriously, I have been unable to figure out your purpose, and you are not willing to reveal any information."

"But it doesn't mean that I can't help you, for example, now..."

"You didn't kill me, you just kept putting pressure on me. You made me feel like you were afraid of something. Or, once you kill me, your purpose cannot be accomplished."

The voice fell to the ground.

The antique clock suddenly stopped moving.

The extremely suppressed and terrifying aura just disappeared instantly.

It's as if nothing happened.

And, it no longer gives Du Wei any response.

See this scenario.

Du Wei smiled suddenly: "Now your reaction tells me that my idea is right."

"and also……"

"I think I have a much greater chance of killing you than you killing me..."

When the last sentence was finished, he stopped paying attention to the antique clocks, turned around and took down the mounting cabinet, and walked to the second floor with his hands.

...

upstairs.

In the bedroom.

Du Wei sat on the bed, putting the framed cabinet aside.

At this time, Annabel no longer pretended to be, she always stared at Du Wei, although not malicious, but revealed a deep sense of death.

This thing is different from before.

Du Wei wanted to kill it.

But now, he has a new idea.

"Antique clocks...well, Lamer's clock, the one-way connection between it and me is too deep."

"It has been affecting me."

"But it seems to feel that I have been out of its control, so it has also begun to layout."

Although Du Wei did not see the framed cabinet broken with his own eyes.

But he can still deduce the direction of things based on the details.

While talking, Du Wei stretched out his hand and opened the mounting cabinet.

The evil spirited right hand held Annabel's body.

Mark successful...

Du Wei squinted his eyes, took out Annabel, and said to it: "What I do to you, Lamer's Clock is clear, and I can see you as an extension of it."

"So what I want to say is that I will rush to Essegrin tonight and enter the gates of hell."

"And when I get out of it, I will arrange a perfect destination for you and test the threatening nature of Lamer's Bell again."

"When I am confident enough, this game will officially begin."

"But now, I need to change your home."

suddenly.

Du Wei whispered: "The shadow..."

The shadow behind him immediately changed.

The shadow kept spreading.

The whole shadow seemed to come alive. The black shadow appeared behind him, holding sharp knives in both hands, and staring at Annabel with bloodshot eyes.

In this home, Sombra was the earliest tenant.

of course……

The evil spirit on that wrinkled woman's face is not counted, because it can't even deal with Du Wei in the beginning.

Therefore, Sombra always remembered that it had a chance to kill Du Wei at first, but because of Annabelle's appearance, it couldn't do anything.

Du Wei turned and looked at the shadow.

The red balloon floating around its neck is particularly eye-catching.

The horrible chill is revealed in the absurdity.

Du Wei thought for a while, grabbed Annabel with this hand and stuffed it into the body of the shadow.

Oh...

The strange sound of opening the door came from the body of Sombra, the sound was very slight, almost inaudible.

Then, it was really stuffed in.

And, when Du Wei stretched out his hand ~www.NovelMTL.com~ a backpack appeared in his hand.

Yes it is……

In the current Sombra, there is a legacy left by Alvin Dawquet-the door.

In a sense.

Sombra is really not much different from tools.

After doing this.

As Du Wei opened his backpack and took out a dismantled oil painting, he said in a low voice, "I don't know if Annabel will pass through it and affect those evil spirits."

"If I will, I have more targets to test."

"There is also this oil painting. Its name is another door. The person who painted it followed the gate of hell."

"Moreover, I can open the door in the painting and enter the ghost dimension, which is the evil spirit school ten years ago. If I open the door again, I will enter the evil spirit school in reality."

"This might help me get out of the gates of hell."

When Du Wei said so, he put the oil painting next to him.

The time it took to get this oil painting is not short, but Du Wei has never found a suitable opportunity to use it, and now it comes in handy.

At this time, Du Wei frowned again and said, "No, the evil spirit school is now in the reflection of the city. It has been a long time since the bus and the House of Horror disappeared last time.

"Could it be that they started the battle again..."

"If that's the case, I use oil painting to leave the gates of hell, wouldn't I run into them?"

Thinking of this, Du Wei couldn't help having a headache.

"According to my previous luck, this situation should happen 100%."

"However, behind the gates of hell, there should be no evil spirits or other things that have hatred with me."

"After all, it has something to do with Solomon's 72 Pillar Demon God."