Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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Depressed, low...

When the antique clocks and watches mutated, Du Weidun had the illusion that he was on the verge of death.

It seemed like his life was completely out of control.

As long as the antique clock wants to, he will be directly obliterated.

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

Since Annabelle was locked in the framing 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 in use.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Annabelle to go out of control again.

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

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

Think about it.

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

He didn't seem to feel the increasingly terrifying sense of oppression.

On the contrary, the whole person is more calm and rational.

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

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

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

"I think that's a problem."

finished.

Du Wei entered the evil spirit transformation.

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

And is also turning.

It's like echoing the antique clock in front of you.

Du Wei thought for a while and said, "The reason why I shot you was because I wanted 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 are very mysterious. I have never been able to figure out your purpose, and you are not willing to reveal any information."

"But it doesn't mean I can't do anything about you, for example, now..."

"You didn't kill me, you just kept putting pressure on me. You made me feel that you were afraid of something, or in other words, once you killed me, your purpose would not be accomplished."

The voice fell to the ground.

The antique clock suddenly stopped moving.

The incomparably suppressed terrifying aura just now disappeared completely in an instant.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Moreover, it no longer gave Du Wei any response.

See this scenario.

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

"besides……"

"I think the chances of me killing you are much greater than you killing me..."

When the last sentence was finished, he ignored the antique clock and clock, turned around and took down the mounting cabinet, and walked to the second floor with it.

...

upstairs.

Among the bedrooms.

Du Wei sat on the bed and put the framing cabinet aside.

At this moment, Annabelle was no longer pretending, and it was always staring at Du Wei. Although it was not malicious, it revealed a strong sense of death.

This thing is no longer the same as before.

Du Wei really wanted to kill it.

But now, there is a new idea.

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

"It just keeps on affecting me."

"But it seems to feel that I am already out of its control, so it also started to lay out."

Although Du Wei did not personally see the shattering of the mounting cabinet.

But he can still infer the direction of the matter based on the details.

While speaking, Du Wei reached out and opened the framing cabinet.

The evil spirit's right hand held Annabelle's body.

Marked successfully...

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, took Annabel out, and said to it: "The Lamer's Clock knows everything I did to you, and I can regard you as its extension.

"

"So what I'm saying is, I'm going to Ethelgreen this evening and enter the gates of hell."

"And when I come out, I will arrange a perfect home for you and test the threat of Lamer's Bell again."

"When I am sure enough, the game will officially begin."

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

Sudden.

Du Wei said in a low voice: "Black Shadow..."

The shadow behind him suddenly changed.

The shadows kept spreading.

The whole shadow seemed to come alive, a black shadow appeared behind him, holding a sharp knife in both hands, staring at Annabelle with bloodshot eyes.

In this home, Sombra was the earliest tenant.

certainly……

The wrinkled woman's face doesn't count, because it can't even deal with Du Wei at the beginning.

Therefore, Sombra always remembered that it had a chance to kill Du Wei at first, but it was unable to do so because of the appearance of Annabelle.

Du Wei turned to look at the shadow.

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

There is a terrifying chill in the absurdity.

After thinking for a while, Du Wei grabbed Annabelle with this hand and stuffed it into Soi Ying's body.

yay...

The strange sound of opening the door came from the body of the black shadow, the sound was very light, almost inaudible.

Then, really stuffed in.

And, when Du Wei stretched out his hand, a backpack appeared in his hand.

Yes……

Now within the body of Sombra, there is the legacy left by Alvin Dauqua—the door.

In a sense.

Sombra is really not much different from tools.

After doing this.

Du Wei opened the backpack, took out a dismantled oil painting from it, and said in a low voice, "I don't know if the antique clock will pass through Annabelle and affect those evil spirits after I lock her in."

"If so, I have more targets to explore."

"There is also this oil painting. Its name is Another Gate. The person who painted it followed the Gate of Hell."

"Moreover, I can push open the door in the painting and enter the ghost dimension, which is the school of evil spirits ten years ago. And if I open the door again, I will enter the school of evil spirits in reality."

"This may help me escape from the gates of hell."

After Du Wei said so, he put the oil painting close to his body.

This pair of oil paintings has been obtained for a long time, but Du Wei has not found a suitable opportunity to use it, and now it comes in handy.

At this time, Du Wei frowned again and said, "No, that evil spirit school is now reflected in the city. It has been a long time since the bus and the horror house disappeared last time."

"Could it be that they have started a battle again..."

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

Thinking of this, Du Wei couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"According to my previous luck, this should happen 100% of the time."

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

"After all, it has something to do with Solomon's Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God."