Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

For Matthew, he had never thought such an outrageous thing would happen to him.

Even more unexpectedly, Twilight's bankruptcy has something to do with Ryan.

He only knew that Ryan was not that simple, and he had never even suspected that the previous curses that vomited and fell were all caused by Ryan.

After all, the preconceived concept is too deep.

Even if someone tells Matthew that Ryan's ability is what he wants, he probably thinks the other person is a lunatic.

Therefore, he couldn't guess that it was the little thief who stole the money from Twilight Bell's church and madly borrowed money outside. The bank alone owed 700 or 800 million.

Oh my god...

He has lived for two hundred years and has never been so miserable.

"Is it my problem?"

Matthew walked in rags on the deserted street. He is now in Europe. It was midnight, and there was no one everywhere on the street, and he looked cold.

With his strength plummeting, his body felt the long-lost hunger.

"The people who made Twilight's idea must be my enemies, maybe it was a decision made by many people together, and the transfer of assets is also indispensable for internal people."

"There must be an inner ghost."

Matthew felt that if it weren't for the ghost, he couldn't be the way he is.

But he can do nothing.

When he walked to an unmanned vending machine, Matthew looked at the bulk food in the vending machine, with a trace of desire flashing in his eyes.

"I need to eat."

Hunger is not easy.

But the next second, he shook his head again, turned and walked away, murmured: "I have lived for two hundred years anyhow, even if I starve to death, I will not be shameless enough to steal something."

"I can still fight, my strength is still there, even in the entire West, I am still a top hunter."

"Maybe I should contact some chaebol families, maybe they are willing to help me repay the loan, if my face is big enough."

Matthew's hesitant gaze was gradually replaced by firmness. He walked into the darkness, and his figure soon disappeared.

...

the other side.

New York, downtown villa district.

It's already late at night, and the temperature has continued to drop recently, so the night seems extraordinarily cold.

Du Wei stood at the door of the villa, his eyes calm and indifferent.

of course……

He had already taken off his sunglasses, and those bloodshot eyes gave him a black shadow's perspective.

Under the quiet moonlight, his shadow was drawn very long, and part of it melted into the darkness.

He saw.

The whole villa reveals a deep sense of emptiness.

The reason why it is described as empty is because it is compared with the previous villa.

The original villa, including the earliest psychological consultation clinic, gave him a touch of peace of mind.

Yes...just peace of mind.

Because there are always many evil spirits in his home, and those evil spirits can't kill him, but will become his shelter.

"I feel strange to myself."

Du Wei said this in his heart, and he reached out his hand and touched his own eyes, it was Sombra's instead of his.

After becoming a hunter, you will become more and more like evil spirits.

Such as Alvin Dawquet, Kane, and His Excellency Pope Phelan, they are all like this.

Du Wei had previously used various methods to solve the hidden danger of evil spirits, and he had not experienced this for a long time.

It is not the passing of human nature, but the change of the body.

Using the eyes of evil spirits as his own eyes, I have never heard of such a thing happening to a hunter.

In addition, the evil spirit Du Wei is actually the other side of Du Wei. The longer it sleeps, the greater the impact it will have on Du Wei.

It is impossible for a person to maintain a state, a mood, and that will only cause irreversible changes in the spirit.

Commonly known as perversion.

"When the other me wakes up, my eyes may be restored."

Du Wei thought about it a little, and felt that the eye problem was not too big, but he didn't know when the other self would wake up.

At least it now appears that it is unlikely to recover in a short period of time.

Standing at the door of the villa for a long time.

Du Wei frowned, took a deep breath, took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

Once in the house.

Then he smelled the damp smell in the hall.

It has been unoccupied for a long time, and smell is normal.

But Du Wei didn't care. As soon as he entered the room, he looked at the antique clocks hanging on the wall.

That is Lamer's Bell.

But I didn't hear the familiar clicking sound of the pointer turning.

Before, he felt that the villa had become hollow, because Lamer had been exiled, and the demon **** had always affected Du Wei's home.

The earliest psychological counseling clinics are the most affected, and they are no different from a hotbed for nourishing evil spirits.

Da da da……

Du Wei walked to the antique clock, stopped and looked carefully for a while.

The hour, minute, and second hands of an antique clock are all overlapped, but they have already stopped turning. It points to the Roman numeral VI (6).

Western clocks and watches, especially those with years, are basically marked by Roman numerals instead of Arabic numerals.

In the state of spiritual vision...

No, there is no spiritual vision.

Du Wei is now in the state of spiritual vision. He feels that the antique clock in front of him is no different from the ordinary clock, and it is completely dead.

Before it, it was more like a terrifying existence.

It is showing its horror all the time.

Even if it does not move, it cannot be ignored.

"I have a lot of doubts."

Du Wei chong antique clocks said: "I used to think that you are the carrier of Lamer, or you are itself, but then I was in the Victorian vanity sect, let the envelope steal the memory of those people in Alphalia for me."

"It sees that in the Victorian vanity sect, there are many existences exactly like you."

"And now, the devil **** Lamo has been exiled by me, but you are still left in the world. In what way do you exist?"

"Are you its coat? Or the shell?"

"Or, just a container made by someone?"

Of course, antique clocks can no longer respond to Du Wei.

He was just expounding the question in his heart.

More questions, but did not say anything.

That's about Minette.

Du Wei has always believed that Minette has an inexplicable connection with antique clocks, because one of Minette's severed hands appeared together with antique clocks.

It's just that that hand was burned to ashes by him later.

In an antique clock, there is not only the demon **** Lamer, but also a severed hand from Minette.

What happened to ~www.NovelMTL.com~ in the past years?

Du Wei sighed, took it off the wall, and prepared to install it.

suddenly.

He shook his body, grasping the hands of the antique clock, and felt an indescribable coldness.

what's the situation?

Only a dangerous thought flashed in Du Wei's mind, and he immediately threw away the antique clock.

With a snap...

The antique clock fell heavily to the ground, but after that, the familiar clicking sound rang.

The sound was very faint at first, and then it was very noisy.

In addition, there are fine black threads, which are like flowing water, slowly drilling out of it.

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