Vol 7 Chapter 46: spiritualism

A hospital morgue is not a place for small talk.

Cowen turned the subject back, and he asked Constantine, "Did you also come to investigate because you were commissioned?"

"No." Constantine shook his head: "I didn't receive any entrustment."

After speaking, he added: "Bernie is my friend. A long time ago, I formed a band with a gang of thugs, the Mucosa Band."

As if the memory made him unbearable, Constantine laughed and laughed at himself: "Yes, what kind of music dreams do gangsters have? It's just to trick women into going to bed."

After laughing at himself, he continued: "Bernie was our music producer back then, and he recorded our first and only record."

With a sigh, Constantine looked at Bernie's body and said, "After so many years, I didn't expect that we would meet like this."

"Your life experience is quite rich."

Kewen commented with a smile, and then asked, "Have you always been in touch?"

"No." Constantine denied: "Rarely, especially in recent years, we have no contact at all."

Kewen was curious: "Then how did you find out about him?"

Constantine was about to answer, but his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something good.

He immediately put the leather pocket in his hand on the ground, put his hand into the inner pocket of the windbreaker, and took out a stack of paper from it.

Quickly unfolding the stack of paper, it turned out to be a map of the United States.

But the strange thing is that there are a lot of blood droplets on the map.

"Cowen!"

Constantine was addressed very intimately.

He showed the map to Kewen, and said with a sympathetic look: "Look! I got this map from a psychic named Liv a few days ago."

Pointing to the blood spots on the map, Constantine said worriedly: "This is the future! Every blood spot represents a location where extraordinary events will occur in the future!"

"And here!"

Constantine moved his finger to the Los Angeles area on the map.

He pointed to the drop of blood and said, "I found that the drop of blood was wet again, so I immediately checked the news here and found out about Bernie."

"That's a good thing."

Kewen nodded and commented: "Especially for an exorcist like you, you can find the direction of earning income as soon as possible."

"Do not!"

Constantine shook his head after spitting out another word.

With a sincere expression on his face, he slowly pressed the map into Kewen's hand.

"Cowen!"

He lowered the volume and said earnestly in his magnetic voice: "Compared to you, my strength is too low! I can't handle so many omen of disaster!"

"It should be yours!"

Constantine said heavily: "I didn't understand the mission until now! My mission is to successfully hand it into your hands!"

"Only you!" He put his hand on Kewen's shoulder, nodded his head and said in admiration: "Only you are qualified to master it! Only you have the qualification and ability to eliminate those disasters! Only you! Only you! Deserves to be that savior!"

Snapped!

Kewen rolled his eyes and slapped the map on Constantine's chest.

"Take me as those fools in **** who have been tricked by you?"

He said jokingly and contemptuously, "Want to throw the blame on me? What beautiful things do you want?"

"I was serious!"

Constantine was a little anxious. As he wanted to push the map back into Kewen's hands, he said sincerely: "Kewen! Your strength is unmatched among wizards! Really only you have the ability to avoid those Terrible future!"

"Think of this poor world! Please do something for her!"

Push, don't push.

Keep pushing, still can't push...

Cowen looked at Constantine with a smile, his hands seemed like metal pliers, no matter how hard Constantine tried, he couldn't push the map back.

Constantine continued to try several times, and finally found that Kewen was really insufferable.

In desperation, he had to sigh and relax.

And Kewen finally let go.

He patted Constantine's chest lightly across the map, and said with a smile, "Neo, be your savior, don't try to get me involved."

"Of course, I can also offer you some help."

With a flip of his palm, Kewen used his sword fingers to hold a business card of an office out of thin air.

Gently stuffing the business card into Constantine's shirt pocket, Kewen said with a smile, "You need to be aware of it. My shot cost is not low. Sometimes, I even ask for more than those devils."

Withdrawing his arm, Kewen pointed to Bernie's corpse next to him: "You owed me once before, so I need you to pay it back, then this investigation will be handed over to you."

Under Constantine's stunned look, Kewen said with a smile, "I'm just being lazy with this entrustment, and I'll just wait for the results of your investigation to go back and collect the money."

"division…"

"you owe me."

Cowen interrupted Constantine immediately and smiled and pointed to Bernie's body again.

Constantine opened his mouth, and in the end he could only let out a gloomy sigh.

"Uh…"

At this time, the woman who had been listening for a long time by the side finally made a sound.

She squeezed out a forced smile, looked around at Constantine and Kewen and said, "Two, I think it's okay to talk about the matter between you two later... We've been here for too long, once someone comes in, I'm afraid will find us trespassers."

"That's right."

Kewen nodded in agreement: "John, it's time for you to work."

"Thank you for calling me by my name..."

Constantine muttered resentfully, then leaned over and picked up the leather pocket.

Opening it, he took out a black dry claw from inside.

The appearance of the claws is very ferocious, scratching like a hand bone wrapped in a layer of dry black skin.

"God!" The woman named Zed was startled, she subconsciously stepped back and exclaimed: "What is this thing?!"

"Hand of Glory."

Constantine shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, grabbed his dry hands and placed them in front of Zed.

The woman was so frightened that she took a small step back again, and Constantine explained: "The left hand of the hanged man was soaked in amniotic fluid for seven years to make it completely waxed."

"When you use it with the spell, ignite its five fingertips, you can call back the soul of the deceased and revive the corpse for a short time."

After the introduction, Constantine took out another bag of blood from his leather pocket.

Handing the blood to Zed, he instructed: "Pour around the bed on the ground."

"What?" Zed asked reflexively.

"Hey ghost."

Kewen smiled and answered on his behalf: "Because not only the souls of the deceased were brought back, but also some other things were brought back."

"That's right."

Constantine took out a lighter from his pocket and nodded, "These blood energy can divert the attention of those things, so that those things will not come to us for the first time."

After hearing the words, Zed quickly opened the blood bag and spread the blood around the mortuary as instructed.

Here, Constantine has ignited the five fingers of the 'Hand of Glory'.

He looked at Kewen, then turned his attention to Zed, and reminded: "You'd better stand in the circle."

Zed was stunned for a moment, but she did so immediately, stepping over the blood line on the ground and standing inside the blood circle.

Seeing this, Constantine put away the lighter and held the dry hand with both hands.

Holding the dry hand above the corpse, Constantine took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and after a short brewing, he began to chant the incantation.

"Nameless Devourer! Hear my call!"

"Guardian of the Golden Gate..."

At this moment, Kewen suddenly interjected and asked, "You no longer refuse to use magic now?"

Constantine choked.

He stopped chanting, and opened his eyes to give Cowan a gloomy look.

Seeing Kewen's intrigued look, as if he would never give up without an answer, he had no choice but to reply: "You were there at the time, she said that my bloodline has been awakened, and it will be easier to manipulate these magics. ."

Tilt his head, Constantine closed his eyes again and said: "She is right, during this time, the magic power in my body has become more and more, even if I use some magic, I don't have to pay a heavy price, Paying with magic is enough."

"Okay, don't interrupt my spellcasting, thank you."

Having said that, Constantine recited the mantra from the beginning.

"Nameless Devourer, heed my call."

…

"Come back! Bernie!"

As the last mantra was recited, Constantine immediately opened his eyes and looked at Bernie's body.

However, after a while, the corpse did not respond at all.

Constantine frowned slightly.

He looked at the 'Hand of Glory', and then called to Bernie again: "Bernie? Get up old man."

But the corpse remained unresponsive.

"Failed?" Zed next to him asked in a low voice.

Constantine shook his head slightly in confusion, and leaned over to look at Bernie's body.

At this moment, the pale-skinned corpse suddenly opened its eyes.

Bernie sat up half-sittingly with a grim and painful expression, almost touching Constantine's forehead.

Kewen could hear clearly, and Konstantin's heart was beating violently at this moment.

And Zed screamed in horror in a conditioned reflex. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

At the same time, all the bodies throughout the morgue started rioting.

All the corpses seemed to be experiencing the pain of the moment before they died. They were struggling in the body bag while screaming fiercely.

This corpse scene is very horrifying.

From Kewen's perspective, he saw a large number of souls returning through the projection of hell.

Some souls burrowed into the corpses in the morgue, while others began to scramble like rootless duckweeds.

After those souls were briefly confused, jealousy and resentment towards life suddenly appeared on their bodies.

Therefore, they immediately found the three life breaths in the room, and rushed towards them with ferocious movements...

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