Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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11 o'clock in the morning.

New York.

Du Wei's home.

Under the forceful request of Tom and Father Tony, Du Wei was taken to the hospital for an examination.

Fortunately, there was no problem with the body.

Just too weak.

The sequelae brought about by the evil spirit Du Wei's power were not visible when it was fused, but the more times it appeared, the more obvious the hidden danger of this body's evil spirit transformation.

certainly……

Du Wei didn't care.

He was sitting on the sofa at home, holding a pencil in one hand and rubbing his sore forehead with the other.

"I will never die until the two projects are over."

"But I don't know why, but I suddenly look forward to it. If I die, what will I become?"

After the hunter dies, if there is no such thing as the holy nail to deal with, he will definitely become an evil spirit.

Moreover, the newly born evil spirits will perfectly inherit the former's abilities.

will become even scarier.

For example, Alvin Dawque's door ability.

Think about it.

Du Wei couldn't help but look forward to it: "The last time I die, I should also be a demon. It might even be weird, but it's not right..."

As he spoke, he glanced at his right hand.

On the ring finger, the ring related to Valaka is clearly branded.

On the back of the hand, the pattern of the gold brooch and the pattern of the pointer alternate back and forth.

Only the mask pattern representing the evil spirit Du Wei is missing.

"The power of the three demon gods."

"Maybe after I die, I will directly become a demon god, or become their descending body."

Du Wei shook his head.

He just couldn't see that happening.

Holding a pencil in the right hand to write on the paper.

[The gates of hell: There are seventy-two gates in total, one of which has been completely destroyed by me, and there is still one buried under the ruins of Massas city, and another false gate. 】

[The hand that brought me in at the beginning is suspected to be a counterfeit in the coffin, to be finalized. 】

[Mask Maker: It seems to be another me who went back to the past. 】

After writing.

Holding a pencil, Du Wei tapped on the suspected words in the two lines of text.

At the beginning, when the fake door was pushed open, the hand that fought against Du Wei, the evil spirit, behaved very strangely, broke through the door, and came to the island in the phantom lake after entering.

But that hand disappeared without a trace.

Before, Du Wei thought it was a counterfeit in the coffin, but now that he thought about it carefully, it was not the case.

Because besides the pattern of the mask, the back of that hand has many densely packed and indistinct patterns.

It's suspicious.

What the other party did was just to draw Du Wei in.

Other than that there is nothing else to do.

"It shouldn't be Du Wei, the evil spirit. It has now jumped to another timeline, but it can't return to the ultimate source at once, so it is impossible for so many patterns to appear."

"Each pattern corresponds to a demon god, so that hand should have been entangled with the seventy-two pillar demon gods."

There is not enough information to make an accurate judgment.

Du Wei looked at the line that said Mask Maker again.

He frowned and said, "If you are me in the past, then at least the last time you appeared was after Minette's death. Otherwise, the severed hand that was placed on the altar and those words cannot be explained."

"The person who made the altar is also you."

"You hid a gate to hell in the statue and created another false one."

Speaking of which.

Du Wei squinted his eyes. He crumpled the piece of paper, took out the lighter and lit it.

Because he thought of a very interesting thing.

Solomon's Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God calculated him, as long as he entered the gate of hell, his power would be transported to the past, unless he could cut off his beard like before.

But actually.

These doors can also be used for themselves.

The Maskmaker left two doors,

It is inexplicable to arrange the altar under the ground of Massas City like this...

Du Wei smelled the breath of conspiracy.

That hand may be the original self.

It is equivalent to cheating yourself.

Moreover, he is very familiar with this kind of deceiving method. If it were him, he would do the same, firstly to warn his future self, and secondly to use that fake door to dig out the door for Solomon's seventy-two pillars demon god. pit.

"There's definitely something wrong with that fake door."

Although what happened in the real gate of hell is false, it can also become real, so that the past will change.

So what is the significance of the existence of the false door?

It was a false illusion.

Du Wei gave the answer in his heart: "False instead of false, I can not only transmit power to my past self, but also transmit some good things to those demon gods."

"For example, it shouldn't be there to cram their concepts at all."

"The demon gods and I are both doing things to turn the false into real and replace the past history, so we might as well play a little bigger."

"I'm looking forward to what happens after entering the next gate of hell."

At this time.

Du Wei calculated most of what happened in Massas City and his party, and he turned his head to look at the antique clock hanging on the wall.

His eyes were cold.

But with a touch of complexity.

Ka Ka Ka...

Antique clocks are still the same as always.

The hands overlapped and rotated mechanically and regularly.

It's like an old relic with a faulty approved component, and it looks unremarkable.

But Du Wei knew.

Lamer's Bell is definitely related to Minette.

At first, when I got this clock, I got a severed hand along with it.

That hand should belong to Minette.

Um……

Very embarrassing.

Du Wei burned that hand to ashes and threw it away...

He opened his mouth and said to the antique clock, "What should I call you? Lamer's Clock, or Minette?"

"Um...I'm sorry."

"I always thought you were malicious to me, and I was wary of you from the beginning, but in fact you never hurt me. When I think about the things that happened before, it seems that there is your shadow."

"You helped me a lot."

When he said these words, Du Wei's tone was very sincere.

But his heart was extremely peaceful.

Everything is a temptation.

But the antique clock did not give Du Wei any response.

It's business as usual.

Du Wei sighed, recalled the tone of his conversation with Alex, and said softly: "I already know what happened in the past, but I haven't figured out how to deal with the relationship between you and my girlfriend. .”

"No...you all hold a lot of weight in my heart."

"You have paid so much for me, it is impossible to say that you are not moved."

"Actually, I like you very much, too."

"Don't you want to meet me?"

The antique clock still didn't give him any response.

Du Wei insisted on saying a lot of words in a gentle tone. After more than an hour, he sighed helplessly, lowered his head and said, "It seems that you don't want to meet me. If that's the case, forget it." Bar."

at the same time.

What he thought in his mind was: "It is temporarily impossible to judge whether Minette's consciousness exists in modern times, but there is a high probability that it does not exist, and we can start to save Alex."