Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"You... who are you?"

Carlos was shocked.

The dark-eyed Du Wei said indifferently, "I am your master."

"Impossible, the master can't appear at this time, you are definitely not him!"

...

Inside the villa.

The envelope finished telling the picture in its memory.

Du Wei was puzzled.

"Carlos saw another man exactly like me in a tall Victorian tower?"

【Yes, master, but it wasn't you, and Carlos' memory is not complete, it seems to have been erased, but he should not have died at the hands of that person, after all, if you shot, Carlos would never have The memory stays. 】

Du Wei lit a cigarette and began to guess while smoking.

"Will that passage mean that the person exactly like me was in the Victorian era?"

"And using it to describe it shows that it is not a human being."

"What is that? The eyes are pitch black, could it be the evil spirit Du Wei?"

"It shouldn't be..."

"The evil spirit Duwei is my other side, and Carlos can't fail to recognize it."

Du Wei naturally didn't know.

Antique clocks and clocks once created another him, that is, Hei Duwei. After meeting Duwei, he began to record all of Duwei's experiences and behaviors.

Now, in that strange space in the psychological counseling clinic, Hei Duwei is repeating what Duwei has done before.

And it's different from Du Wei.

It starts off strong.

It is heterogeneous and inhuman.

For the time being, Du Wei thinks that passage refers to another existence that looks exactly like him.

And it seems like an enemy but not a friend.

But if that's the case, why did the envelope remind me earlier?

What has happened, since it cannot be changed, why waste so much effort to convey it to yourself?

Even Carlos can't forget this passage in his memory.

Inexplicable.

Du Wei's intuition told him that the other party probably did not exist in the past, but happened in the future.

In the future, there might be someone like him who somehow went back to the Victorian era and was trying to do something about it.

"It's very similar to what Du Wei would do, but Du Wei and I are one, it will go to the Victorian era, that is, I will go back to that past."

"Before, I have denied the cycle, and I don't want to enter the gate of hell again."

"According to common sense, I will not have that past again."

"But that person looks exactly like me, could it be another fake me?"

When Du Wei imagined this, his thinking became clear.

It is not difficult to create yourself.

He also used Pennywise to get Du Wei, the evil spirit.

The golden balance can also make a copy of itself.

It is not so difficult to explain this method.

The birth of the evil spirit Du Wei is not the same.

"If it's a fake me, then my purpose of returning to the Victorian era may be similar to the idea of ​​the evil spirit Du Wei."

"Instead."

"Replacing the real me, so that reminds me that it's here... the Victorian era."

"However, this passage is incomplete. Some important information has been glossed over. It is a qualitative description here. It should actually be what it is doing here."

Du Wei let out a mouthful of smoke.

He was a little irritable.

The envelope next to it was uneasy: [Master, according to your statement, there is a counterfeit who will go to the Victorian era in the future and try to replace your existence in that era, but in fact the time is fixed, maybe it has already affected the past , so you want to go back? 】

Du Wei shook his head: "Although time is established, what exists in the past will definitely affect the present, but I will not easily go to the Victorian era."

【Why? 】

The envelope is very curious, the owner's style of behavior is to kill some uncontrollable factors in the cradle.

Now that you know there will be problems in the future, you should take immediate action.

Du Wei said lightly: "Because Lamer was exiled by me."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at the ceiling with cold eyes.

The appearance of Lamer seems to be accidental.

But in fact, there are so many accidents.

in this era.

Du Wei has basically never faced the demon gods.

Because Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods are all in the gate of hell.

They cannot come to reality.

Du Wei's entry into the gate of hell is completely different from other people's entry into it.

Once he enters, it is equivalent to crossing.

Then Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon god will give him a surprise.

The appearance of Lamer shows that Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon gods can already leave the gate, or come from the past to the present.

Du Wei is very clear.

He must be on the must-kill list of Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon gods.

It's okay for me to stay in the modern age, at least I can trick Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods into killing him, but if I die, I will enter the gate of hell again, even if I reach the Victorian era safely.

But until then.

Who knows how many demon gods are waiting for him.

Besides, in Carlos' memory, the plan mentioned also exposed a lot of information.

My past self made a plan.

However, Carlos failed to execute successfully because the plan deviated.

He even built a tower, which seems to be in the plans.

"There is also the stone gate of Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods. I have seen similar things in Carlos' tomb when I got the golden balance before."

"Also, there is a statue of the mask maker."

"If I want an answer, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the Victorian era."

Du Wei sighed.

Now is not the time to go, at least, I have to kill a few demon gods, and wait for the evil spirit Du Wei to wake up, otherwise I will die.

It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't.

The feeling of restraint is always so uncomfortable.

"There is also the mask maker. There is a statue of him in Carlos' tomb, and there is also a statue of him under the ground of Massas City. I am afraid that the only person Carlos respects so much is me."

"So I'm actually, probably the mask maker?"

Du Wei asked himself in his heart.

Then, he felt more and more weird.

You know, the evil spirit Du Wei was born because of the mask.

If you are a mask maker, then don't you create yourself?

at this time.

suddenly……

Du Wei frowned.

He suddenly felt a strange fluctuation, as if an uninvited guest had broken into his dream.

"Merser..."

"Sigana, voodoo, he entered voodoo?"

Du Wei's tone was very surprised.

Then, it suddenly occurred to him that people from the church had informed him that people from the Vanity Sect were looking for a stone tablet, and it just so happened that there was a stone tablet inside Voodoo.

Think about it.

Du Wei took out Mapa's brush, he narrowed his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Envelope, come with me to Voodoo, I want to prepare a special stone tablet for Mercer."

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