As soon as Old Neil finished speaking, the pair of phantom eyes in the darkness behind him quickly disappeared. Even Klein, who was in the "clairvoyance" state, could no longer find any trace of its existence.
"This is a representation of ritual magic." Old Neil explained with a chuckle.
Is this magical clairvoyance just an enhanced version of the Yin-Yang Eyes? Klein was like a child who got a new toy. He looked away with interest and examined every corner of the room, wanting to see what the difference was between the current alchemy room and the previous one.
The dimness outlined the contours of the objects. The long table, test tubes, scales, cups, cabinets, etc. were no different from before Klein activated his "spiritual vision" and did not emit the slightest light.
Inanimate objects have no spirituality? Klein muttered to himself, his eyes sweeping across the small silver box on the table.
Suddenly, he saw a light appearing inside, which was sometimes blue like the sky, sometimes bright like the stars, and sometimes red like fire!
"Materials from extraordinary species still have some kind of life, uh, activity? Even if the original owner is dead?" Klein carefully chose his words and asked Old Neil curiously.
"The accurate description is that their spirituality will remain, which is one of the keys to the successful preparation of the potion, and one of the reasons why the Beyonders lose control. Dunn should have told you." Old Neil explained frankly.
He suddenly laughed, as if remembering something:
"I remember that the recipe of 'Corpse Collector' contains dried adult black-spotted frogs. It takes a lot of courage to take this potion."
Klein imagined it and felt a little disgusted. He did not agree with Old Neil and turned his gaze to the dimness around him that lacked sufficient light. However, there were no nearly invisible spirits and ghosts that he expected.
"Isn't it said that the spiritual world is everywhere?" he asked doubtfully.
Old Neil chuckled and said:
"Little one, repeat after me:"
"This is the headquarters of the Nighthawks. This is the underground of the Church of the Goddess of Night. There are many extraordinary people here!"
"Do you think we would let spirits and souls wander around here? Besides, the spirit world and spirits are two different concepts."
Klein felt a little embarrassed for a moment. He turned his head and pretended to look at the faint light of the gas lamp at the entrance of the secret door:
"I see."
As he spoke, the space between his eyebrows suddenly began to twitch, uncontrollably, as if he was having an attack.
What's going on? Klein was about to turn around and ask when he suddenly saw a nearly transparent figure standing quietly at the edge of the bright yellow light near the secret door. It was in human form, and its aura and color blended perfectly with the dim environment, making it difficult to distinguish.
hiss!
Klein felt a sudden pain between his eyebrows, and his vision became confused. He focused his attention again, but there was no "invisible" figure!
Strangely, he turned around and said:
"Mr. Neil, I feel a twitching in the area between my eyebrows, and it hurts a little."
"Haha, this is very normal. You are a newly promoted Beyonder. Clairvoyance will place a great burden on your 'spiritual body' and will continue to consume it. The external symptoms include twitching between the eyebrows, tingling in the head, oversensitivity, and a few hallucinations. Moreover, when in the clairvoyance state, you will easily feel uncomfortable in unfamiliar environments and be easily affected by other people's emotions. These are all things that need attention. You must adapt to and eliminate them through repeated practice. In addition, use it in moderation and end it in time." Old Neil replied with a smile.
Why do I feel like you are enjoying hearing this? Klein asked hurriedly:
"Then how do I exit the spiritual vision state?"
He originally wanted to mention the "invisible" figure he had just seen, but after hearing that the symptoms included "some hallucinations", he gave up the idea.
Considering the twitching and tingling between his eyebrows, Old Neil's answer is entirely predictable!
"Just like before, imagine the object, focus your attention, then switch to a meditative state. Close your eyes, control your spirit, and repeatedly tell it to stop. Then open your eyes again and you will find that the vision has ended."
Old Neil described it leisurely, and added at the end, "Of course, this is the most tedious and clumsy method. We can practice, repeatedly suggest ourselves in meditation, repeatedly influence the spirituality, and leave a simple 'switch action'. For example, I can simply open the spiritual vision by tapping the center of my eyebrows twice, and simply end it by tapping twice again. The specific setting depends on your own habits and hobbies."
“I see.” Klein thought about it and decided to imitate Old Neil and use the action of tapping his brows twice as the “switch” for his spiritual vision.
"Once" can easily be confused with the instinctive knocking of the head, "three times" may waste precious time in a crisis situation, and as for actions such as snapping fingers, they are too personal and may attract attention.
He focused his attention, visualized the gathering balls of light, and re-entered the meditative state.
Under the guidance of Old Neil, he finally "set up" the "switch action" after repeated hints and practice.
He clenched his fist lightly and tapped his forehead twice with the base of his index finger. Suddenly, auras of different thicknesses and colors appeared in front of Klein's eyes.
After knocking twice more, everything returned to normal, with nothing unusual happening.
"Finally I got it," he exclaimed happily.
It was not until this time that he realized that he was so tired that he felt like he could fall asleep at any time, and his head felt empty and aching as if he had been up all night for three nights.
Old Neil smiled and said:
"We are not 'sleepless'. Every time we over-practice or over-use our clairvoyance, we need some sleep to recover. You can go home now and have a good rest. In the afternoon, go to Welch's residence and walk along the road to Iron Cross Street. Try to find clues to the Antigonus family's notes as soon as possible. Tomorrow, we will continue to teach you about mysticism. Of course, you can't forget those historical documents."
"Okay." Klein wholeheartedly agreed with Old Neil's arrangement.
He took his cane and left the alchemy room. He watched the secret door close and Old Neil return to the armory. Klein rubbed his brows and temples, held the handrail, and walked up the stairs one step at a time.
At this time, Dunn Smith came over from behind, his mouth slightly raised and his eyes deep as he said:
"From what Old Neil said, you are very adaptable, whether it's meditation or spiritual vision."
“Perhaps it’s just the peculiarity of the ‘Fortune Teller.’” Klein replied modestly.
He guessed that Dunn was guarding the armory for Old Neil.
Dunn slowed down his pace and was just a little ahead of Klein. After a few seconds of silence, he said without turning around:
"You have to remember that curiosity kills the cat and the Beyonder. Don't try to explore whispers that you shouldn't hear and existences that you shouldn't see."
"Okay." Klein knew this was another reminder about Beyonders losing control.
After entering the Blackthorn Security Company, he said hello to Luo Shan, who obviously didn't know that she had become a Beyonder. He walked out of the door slowly, came to the street, and took a trackless public carriage back to Daffodil Street. He almost fell asleep on the way.
It was still morning, and the temperature was only around 26 or 27 degrees Celsius. Klein took the copper key from his belt and opened the door of his house.
There were still many things missing from the house. The living room and dining room were completely empty. Benson and Melissa, one at work and the other at school, had gone out long ago.
Klein didn't care about anything else. He closed the door, walked upstairs quickly, and entered his own bedroom with a bookshelf.
After taking off his tuxedo and hanging it on the coat rack, he couldn't wait to fall onto the bed, and as soon as he touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.
Klein was awakened by the bright sunshine. He tilted his head and slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the sun was shining brightly outside.
"What time is it? I won't miss the 'Tarot Party' this afternoon, will I?" He struggled to get up and walked to the coat rack, because his pocket watch was still in the inside pocket of his tuxedo.
Not only did he forget this, he also forgot to close his bedroom door and draw the curtains on the bay window.
Bang!
Klein took out his pocket watch, opened it and took a look, and immediately felt relieved.
It's just past twelve o'clock, and there's still plenty of time until the agreed time of three o'clock in the afternoon.
——Today is Monday, the day he meets with "The Hanged Man" and "Justice".
Klein pretended to think and tapped his brows twice. The scene in front of his eyes changed again, and he saw that his aura had returned to its bright color.
He knocked twice more and exited the spiritual vision. He walked easily to the first floor, boiled a kettle of water, added some cheap tea leaves, and ate a loaf of rye bread with it and a little butter.
Afterwards, Klein took out the history textbook and the original owner's notes and leisurely began to "review" and consolidate his knowledge.
At 2:57 p.m., Klein closed his book, capped his pen, and quickly drew the curtains.
Then he locked the bedroom door, making the room extremely dark.
He tapped his eyebrows twice again, activated his spiritual vision, and looked around.
After confirming that there were no invisible spirits in the room, Klein ended his vision, took out his pocket watch, and checked the time.
Tick. Tick.
At one minute to three, he took two steps and walked four counterclockwise, forming a square, while silently reciting the corresponding spell in Chinese with each step.
But he didn't prepare any staple food this time.
Klein closed his eyes and felt an itch on the back of his hand. It seemed that the four black dots forming a small square were becoming more prominent and emerging.
Crazy screams and violent whispers began to echo, but Klein found that the headache was not as severe as last time.
It's not that he is not affected, but that he can try his best to control himself from actively listening.
As a "extraordinary person", he has more self-control in such an environment.
Soon, his "body" became lighter and floated upwards. He saw the diffuse, gray, boundless, hazy fog, and the deep red "stars", two of which seemed to have a subtle connection with him, making him feel extremely familiar.
Klein looked at his blurry self and whispered doubtfully:
"What is the astral body that Old Neil mentioned?"
He calmed down for a few seconds, and then he conjured up the magnificent temple above the gray fog again, the long bronze table located directly below the broad dome, and the twenty-two high-backed chairs with different constellation symbols.
Klein quietly walked to the top and sat down, letting his body and face be covered with a thicker gray mist. He then stretched out his right hand and pointed at the two familiar "deep red" stars from a distance, establishing a miraculous connection.
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