The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 56 Drugs
"Generally speaking, when people die with emotions such as resentment, grievance, hatred or even deep love, their souls will stay in the world for a period of time, but the plane they are in is not the world, more precisely, it is A subplane mirrored from this world."

Constantine explained: "Occultists in different regions of the world have different names for this plane, such as the astral world, the alien world on the edge of the prison, and the alien space.
Of course, no matter what name you use, this subplane is always dark and cold, and the confused vengeful spirits linger here, unable to see hope and future. After Miss Jacqueline's body is occupied by the vengeful spirits, her soul with nowhere to rest will be like Like a fly in a toilet bowl, it was rushed to the astral world with a thud, becoming one of the bewildered vengeful spirits. "

Although the analogy was rude, it was extremely effective. Gray Harris' knuckles tightly clenched her husband's palm, and the knuckles were pale because of too much force, "Mr. Constantine, please save Jackie! Lin, no matter what the cost."

"It's not a matter of price." Constantine said awkwardly: "If I want to save her, I must first separate my soul from my body, step into the astral world alone, and lurk in the environment surrounded by resentful spirits, watching from afar. ,
When the wraiths in Miss Jacqueline's body are fighting each other, and only the last few are left, I will go closer to awaken her soul, this process is too dangerous and has too many uncertainties."

"300."

Constantine's babbling was interrupted, and he froze like a capon with a strangled neck. The cigarette on his lips fell off with a snap, and flashes of red light scalded the poor-quality trousers, causing smoke and burnt smoke to rise. Stinky, staring at the speaking William Harris with his wide-eyed eyes motionless.

"300 million, as long as you promise to save it," William Harris, who owns three multinational banks, rested his chin on his hand and said expressionlessly, "After Jacqueline wakes up, I can give you another 200 million yuan." Ten thousand."

Konstantin straightened up and hurriedly shook off the soot on the helmet, swallowed, rubbed his palms unconsciously, trying to maintain the reserve of an expert in occultism, and after pondering for a moment, he pretended to be deep and softly asked: ". Dollar?"

"Aren't you English, Pound."

William showed a rare smile. He finally took the lead in this conversation. As long as there are no gods and ghosts involved, and he returns to the field he is familiar with, he is still the vigorous and uncompromising business favorite. financial titans.

Konstantin coughed, and pulled back his tie a little to let himself breathe more freely, and said righteously: "Walk on the boundary between hell and reality, and save those helpless people who are trapped in the quagmire." , This is my original intention of learning and researching occultism, if there is no problem, let’s start right away, there is no delay in saving people.”

Even though William has been in the business world for many years, this is the first time he has seen such a shameless person. He nodded after being stunned for a moment. He didn't ask the specific reason. It is best to leave professional matters to professionals. He hesitated and asked, "Then what do we need to prepare?"

"No need for anything, keep quiet while I'm working, don't move my sleeping body for 15 minutes - otherwise I may not find my way back, that is, my soul leaves the body,"

Constantine shrugged, took off his brown-yellow long windbreaker and put it on the sofa, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt slightly, lit a cigarette with himself again, and narrated the worst possibility without awe,
"At that time, I will be like the bride played by Uma Thurman in "Kill Bill", and become a vegetative person who is unconscious even if the ass is blown."

"...Okay, 15 minutes." William twitched his eyes, turned to his anxious wife and said, "Come on, Grey, come with me to move Jacqueline down."

"I'll go too." Abigail suddenly stood up, William stared at her for a few seconds, and finally pursed his lips without saying anything.

When the three went upstairs to carry Jacqueline, Constantine was wandering in the living room with a cigarette in his mouth, touching Sony's KD-77A1 4K LCD TV for a while, and the brown-yellow light-transmitting glass wine rack for a while. .

He looked left and right, carefully opened the tip of the wine rack, and touched various wine bottles back and forth.

"Hey, Romanee-Conti dry red in 92, just a bottle cap of this stuff is enough for me to buy enough rum for a sudden death dose"

He frowned slightly, put the bottle back rather unwillingly, sat back on the sofa honestly, and kept muttering "500 million pounds, 500 million, 500 million"

Together with his wife, William moved Jacqueline down from the upstairs. The once pretty girl fell into a coma at the moment, with a white silk cloth wrapped around her neck to catch the crystal saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.

On the other hand, Abigail gently wiped her lips with a tissue, her eyes were full of concern and pity, and her intimacy surpassed the boundaries of ordinary friends.

Of course, no one cares about such a trivial matter at this time. William hugged his daughter to the sofa, while Constantine snuffed out the cigarette, and took out the syringe and medicine from his pocket very skillfully, calmly under the incredible eyes of the others. Explained: "Don't worry, this is not poison, but amiprazine can calm diphenylamine dichloride, commonly known as chlorpromazine, it is a blocker of central dopamine receptors, it can help people calm down and prevent vomiting, use this thing Hey, the probability of success in astral world walking can be a little higher."

Gray Harris was obviously still a little uncertain. Seeing Constantine calmly preparing the diluent, she asked hesitantly, "Are you sure this is the standard procedure? I mean, other mystics also use The drug? Doesn't look very reassuring"

"Ha, ma'am, you are so rare." Constantine shrugged and said, "Witch doctors in Indian tribes use addictive tobacco to obtain 'divine enlightenment', primitive tribes in the Amazon River Basin use poison in carnival Mushroom powder mobilizes mood,

From voodoo shamans in black Africa to alchemy associations in continental Europe, many mystical societies around the world advocate the use of drugs to transcend the human body. Many occultists I know have private supply channels directly to the Golden Triangle region.

Compared with them, I was convicted of one drug abuse charge only with chlorpromazine. "

While talking, he had already injected 30mg of chlorpromazine into his body through intramuscular injection, and slumped comfortably on the sofa, saying only one sentence, "Remember, shake me awake when 15 minutes are up. .” Immediately, he fell into a peaceful sleep.

(End of this chapter)