Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

[Master, this is information pollution, this is information pollution! 】

At this moment, the envelope is about to crumble.

[The information related to that pattern, as long as the envelope tells you now, it will be covered immediately. The envelope is already useless, what should I do now! 】

For the envelope, it now knows Du Wei's character very well.

If it is labeled as waste, the end is basically waste utilization, and the waste heat is used.

Equivalent to direct GG.

But Du Wei didn't panic at all, he looked at the envelope calmly, and said slowly: "It seems that you won't die for a while, if you just can't tell the information related to that pattern, it won't affect much."

[Master, stop joking, we are villains! 】

[The envelope knows, you must be wondering how to arrange the envelope now, right? 】

【Envelope has been with you for so long, there is hard work without credit, Envelope is your most loyal subordinate, ah no... lackey, Envelope is your lackey. 】

[Don't kill the envelope, give the envelope a little hope, okay? 】

Seeing this, Du Wei's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "Calm down, I still have a place for you for the time being, so I won't kill you directly."

【real or fake? 】

Du Wei said calmly, "I never lie."

As he spoke, he frowned again, thinking secretly.

It is right to be cautious, if it is not for the envelope to resist lightning, it is estimated that the one who is polluted by information is now himself.

The presentation form of the envelope is words, if it is me, it is very likely that both language and consciousness will be affected.

Maybe it can't be resisted at all.

"Fortunately, I have enough evil spirits under my command."

Du Wei said something silently in his heart, but regarding the pattern, he couldn't stop searching just like that.

He looked at the pointer pattern on his right hand, and with a slight movement in his heart, the pattern disappeared.

It seems that the farther away from the stele, the uncontrolled situation will disappear.

Think about it.

Du Wei asked in a deep voice: "Now you can't tell me what you know, but if you cooperate with me, you can still get some useful information."

The envelope was confused: [Master, what are you going to do? Envelopes are sure to match you! 】

Du Wei said lightly: "You said the word Lamer before, which means the clock of Lamer, which is the antique clock in my house, right?"

【right……】

Du Wei hummed: "The pattern points to the clock of Lamer, so does it also point to the antique clock at my house?"

[Yes...but not. 】

This is very wrong.

According to Freddy, the Lammer Clock is an antique clock at home. Since the pattern points to it, why does the envelope give a negative answer?

Could it be that the one at home is a pirated product?

Not the real Lamer's Bell?

Immediately, Du Wei asked again: "Is that antique clock in my house the Lamer Clock?"

Envelope replied: [Yes, what you mean is that the envelope is very clear, but the envelope cannot tell you that there is accurate information. The envelope can only say that it may be a medium. In the real sense, it should be the source of information pollution]

After thinking for a moment, Du Wei understood the meaning of the envelope.

The one at home is indeed Lamer's Clock, but the Lamer's Clock is not necessarily it.

Just like the evil spirit Du Wei is Du Wei, but Du Wei is not the evil spirit Du Wei.

"Locking you, is it the source?"

[Yes... To be precise, the envelope may not be locked, but after touching it, it will be affected naturally, and this effect will not be erased]

[And master, the pointer pattern on the back of your hand...may also be an influence. 】

【And the stele envelope is completely impossible to find, only the pattern has been touched. According to what you said, there may be many strange existences recorded in the stone stele. With your wisdom, you should be able to understand why the envelope said so? 】

Du Wei said coldly: "Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon god?"

【yes……】

The words just surfaced,

With a bang, the entire envelope burst into flames.

With an inexplicable chill, the black flame completely wrapped the envelope, and burned into ashes in the next second.

Moreover, Du Wei also felt a sense of terror that could not be described in words.

It was as if, at this moment, some existence in the dark was suddenly touched.

This made Du Wei feel very absurd.

He had mentioned Solomon's seventy-two pillars before, and he had checked some relevant information on the Internet. Although he found nothing, he never had such a weird feeling.

Vaguely.

Du Wei had a sense of déjà vu that he was walking on the cliff, stepping on the steel wire, unable to live or die.

Just don't know why.

This feeling comes and goes quickly.

Immediately disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Du Wei whispered, looked up and looked around, but found nothing.

And in the ashes on the ground, the envelope was revived again, bit by bit it got out.

This time, it revived extremely slowly.

And there are many things that are the same as the pattern on the back of Du Wei's hand, flashing on it from time to time.

[? ? ? Great master, what happened just now, how did the envelope GG once when it came out? 】

[Is it that the traitor Sombra hacked my envelope again? Otherwise, how could the envelope die again. 】

Du Wei held it in his hand and narrowed his eyes: "You seem to have forgotten what just happened."

...

This moment.

In the heart of New York City, Du Wei's home.

The hands of the antique clock hanging on the wall have stood still.

The atmosphere in the whole house became extremely oppressive.

Annabelle in the nearby framing cabinet shrank into a ball, as if she didn't see anything, or didn't dare to look at it at all.

Sudden.

Click...

There was a slight mechanical turning sound.

The hands of the antique clock reversed back one notch, then returned to normal again.

It's just that the rotation of the pointer didn't follow the same way as before. Instead, it passed a scale inexplicably, as if something that happened in a certain period of time was directly erased.

After the pointer turns around.

That oppressive feeling disappeared.

Everything seemed to quiet down.

Only Annabelle in the framing cabinet was trembling slightly, and she was even more frightened.

...

the other side.

Du Wei also discovered the strange experience of the lackey envelope.

It seems to have completely forgotten what happened before.

And, no matter how much I asked it about Lamer's Bell and Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods, it couldn't answer.

【Master, what nonsense seventy-two pillar demon gods, and the Lamer clock at home, are nothing but clowns in front of you. 】

[Just kill them directly, let them know who is the invincible man! 】

Now, the envelope can already express relevant information, and there will be no information pollution.

This phenomenon made Du Wei completely incomprehensible.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to let the envelope touch the stele again.

"It can't die anyway."

But just as Du Wei said something silently in his heart, his cell phone rang suddenly.

The call was from old hunter Kane.

The first sentence after getting connected was: "Alvin Dawque died...and turned into an evil spirit and fled San Bodia."