Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

【Master, I'm so flustered, why do I have memories of that idiot Carlos, this is not normal! 】

[Oh my god, this idiot actually has hundreds of lovers, and he can take both men and women. 】

【I'm throwing up, master save me, I don't want Carlos's memory, it's too perverted, too disgusting, how can that idiot's memory enter my brain in the envelope, if my wisdom becomes low, master, you will lose Big! 】

The envelope was about to crumble.

If it was a person, it would probably have screamed at this time, yelling in horror around Du Wei.

but……

Not too much, actually.

The envelope was trembling in front of Du Wei, as if he was disgusted.

"Calm down."

Du Wei frowned and scolded: "Envelope, haven't you discovered the relationship between you and Carlos yet? It's impossible for his memory to come into your mind for no reason."

The envelope was astounding.

【You mean, he did it on purpose? 】

[No way, is this idiot's sexual fetish already that perverted? I'm just a letter! 】

[Didn't I just scold him in the Victorian era, he couldn't have gone too far, could he? 】

[Master, I am your most loyal lackey. Although Carlos may have been your subordinate in the past, he is definitely not as good as me as a lackey. For the sake of my loyalty, please help me remember these memories. Get rid of it, Envelope feels weird at the thought of his memory entering Envelope's brain. 】

Du Wei glanced at it and asked, "What's so strange?"

[Of course it's strange, the envelope is so pure, the envelope is only alive for you, the owner, now that there are more memories of Carlos, the envelope is not pure, and that idiot Carlos is really perverted, messing with the relationship between men and women, the envelope just needs to look at those memories , I feel that my spirit is also distorted. 】

Du Wei shook his head speechlessly. There is no need to doubt the loyalty of his subordinate.

There is nothing to say about the awareness of being a running dog.

Even the IQ is only a little bit stronger than Sombra.

And Sombra is often dubbed an idiot by Envelope.

Simply.

Du Wei said straight to the point: "Don't feel it, although I don't know what happened to your birth, but Carlos is undoubtedly your predecessor, and you may be the evil spirit he turned into after death, and then for some reason , it became what it is now.”

"If you don't believe it, think about it. In the Victorian era, the Carlos you and I saw spoke almost the same way as you."

"If you change your skin, no one will be able to tell the difference between you and Carlos."

sometimes.

Du Wei also couldn't understand the brain circuit of the envelope.

But he knew very well that if he didn't talk to death, with the personality of the envelope, he would definitely chatter endlessly, and even give birth to various conspiracy theories.

The so-called food and fun, is the envelope.

And the envelope listened to Du Wei's words.

It was stunned.

【Master, what you said seems to be the same thing. 】

[I used to think that idiot's kneeling and licking skills were not inferior to mine. I always regarded him as a competitor, but I never thought that he was my predecessor. 】

【No wonder I can't find a way to defeat him. 】

[It turns out that I am my biggest opponent. 】

Envelopes are accepted naturally.

It does not disbelieve, or disapprove of.

After all, its owner said so.

As a licking dog, the awareness of the envelope is that it will believe what Du Wei says.

Even if Du Wei said that there are eight suns in the sky, it would agree that he was right.

this moment.

The envelope suddenly realized: [It turns out that I am the big fool Carlos, I can't think of it... Hundreds of years ago, I was the most loyal lackey of the master, and I will still be the lackey hundreds of years later. 】

[Now let's see how arrogant Brother Heiying is. 】

【What does it compare to my envelope? 】

Du Wei shook his head helplessly, and said lightly: "Okay, when I just saved you from waking up, a paragraph of text was exposed on the paper, but part of it was covered by symbols, and only a paragraph can be seen clearly, you still have the image ?"

【Master, what are you talking about? 】

"It's here... the Victorian era, and there are some symbols in the middle, as if you wanted to tell me something at that time, but because of the power of the demon god, the important information was covered up."

As Du Wei said, he took out the paper and pen from under the coffee table, and then reproduced what he saw on the paper from his memory.

From symbols and information, everything is copied.

The envelope is very strange: [Master, I should be the same as before, but I forgot the information I want to convey to you. Although my backtracking ability is no longer limited to ten minutes, I don't know what happened before. 】

[Once I go back to the meaning of that passage, I feel hindered, as if that passage has been erased. 】

[But there seems to be a strange piece of information in the memory of that idiot Carlos, which seems to be related to this passage. 】

Du Wei's eyes lit up.

"you say."

【This is the master, Carlos lived until the end of the Victorian era. At that time, he seemed to be inside a snow mountain, building a tower with many slaves...】

...

In the memory of the envelope.

The rolling hills of the Victorian era, with heavy snow all year round.

Carlos stood in the snowstorm, waving his whip, berating a large number of slaves, and building a strange tower.

That tall tower is only a small part of the ground.

More subjects are underground.

And when the tower is built.

A blood ritual is inevitable.

All the slaves died on the spot.

In the end, Carlos walked into the interior of the tower with a yellowed oil lamp, and walked down the dark-covered steps to the depths of the ground step by step.

I don't know how long it has been.

Carlos came to a stone door, and he opened it. It was a large space surrounded by seventy-two stone doors, which looked exactly like the gates of hell.

And, in the very center, there is a sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus has not yet been closed, and the coffin lid is suspended above, and it seems that it may fall at any time.

Around the sarcophagus, the closest ones are the four gates of hell.

That represents the four pillars.

It's just that these four gates of hell don't have any traces of carving, and it seems that they haven't been completed yet.

Carlos ignored the four gates of hell, walked to the side of the sarcophagus, and knelt down directly.

He said in a tone of grief: "I have already thrown that book away, and someone will pick it up, but I have not completed the task you entrusted to me."

"There was an accident in the plan, and I am just your humble servant. My wisdom is nothing compared to yours. I can't let everything develop according to your plan."

"Great master, please give me some guidance. As long as I can complete your plan, I am willing to die."

And at this moment.

Carlos was shocked, and he turned his head to look behind him.

At the entrance, there stood a Du Wei with dark eyes and an indifferent face.

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