I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 65
The secular air poured into the nasal cavity again, and the smell information mixed with modern industrial waste gas rushed into the brain, and Watson had already returned to the waking world.

He walked into the woods in a dream that night, and after witnessing the dance of his destined wife, he felt that the agitation in his heart seemed to have calmed down a lot. His heart was no longer filled with restlessness and restlessness, and some of the strange desires had already vented out. Now he only had the pure desire to kill. .

During this dream trip, Watson not only successfully exchanged the secrets of the four signatures from Mary Morstan for the secret method of 'influence', but also learned some basic knowledge of the mysterious world.

His thoughts went back to not long ago, back to the conversation with the female dancer...

According to what the female dancer at the time said, if the secret messager wants to exert an "influence" in the waking world, the first condition is to practice the first-order secret transmission of any criterion to the perfect state. After the true meaning of the scriptures, the appearance of the principle can be said to be formally rooted in the soul body.

The image of the principle will draw nutrients from the secret messenger's behavior, and thus give back a small amount of mana, as well as more hunger and thirst... If the secret messenger's will is not strong enough to control the skyrocketing desire, he will sink into the In the temptation of heterogeneity, the intracranial light that symbolizes reason is very likely to be stained with turbid madness, and thus transformed into a deranged person who has lost his mind.

"We mortals have embarked on the path of secret transmission because of our own desires, chasing more magnificent desires... But if we want to continue to climb to higher places, we must follow the principles to release our desires, and we must indulge our desires reasonably and appropriately , to resist the temptation in front of us with a deeper and farther search.”

"So Mr. Watson, maybe you don't quite understand it, so let me explain it with a simple example——First, let's assume that Mr. Watson is a diner who pursues delicious food. Now there is a long table of delicious food in front of you. There is a ladder of deliciousness in these dishes, but you have to taste the previous food before you can continue to taste the subsequent food.”

"Before you start tasting, you may feel that you can control your inner desires, and you just taste every dish in front of you."

"But when you put the first spoonful of dishes into your mouth, the perception from your taste buds is so wonderful that it almost shocks your heart. Even though you know that the subsequent dishes will be even more delicious, you have never experienced them before. It's so delicious, do you think there is any food in this world more delicious than the dish in front of me?"

"You can't help but take another sip, and the next second dish has a rich and layered taste, and you unconsciously take two more sips... That's it, as the deliciousness of the dishes gradually improves, You can't control your desire more and more, and you have to taste a few more mouthfuls of each dish."

"However, there is a limit to the ability of ordinary people, just like the capacity of our intestines and stomach. When you are greedy to enjoy the delicious food at your fingertips, your capacity will gradually reach the limit, and you will no longer be able to taste the supreme peerless Delicious...but if you want to forcefully continue and continue to lift the spoon to swallow the food, then...your belly will burst with a bang, not only will all the delicious food you swallowed before be leaked out, but Even your own guts have sputtered out, and your path is shattered."

"To give another vulgar example to describe, Mr. Watson, you are currently pursuing a noble and glamorous rich daughter, but she is as cold and dignified as a high-altitude flower. You want to pick off this rare beauty The gorgeous flowers have to go through wind, frost, rain and snow to climb the dangerous peak with difficulty."

"However, on your way up the mountain, you suddenly meet a passionate lady halfway up the mountain. She may not be as elegant as that elegant flower in family background, appearance and figure, but she is close in front of you. Holding her in your arms, rubbing hands with her, feeling the soft fragrance of nephrite jade within reach... At this time, Mr. Watson, can you continue to calm down and pursue that glamorous flower at the pinnacle?"

So said Miss Mary Morstan.

And when Watson heard Mary Morstan's words, he always felt that the other party was not just giving examples to illustrate the relationship between secret transmission and desire, but also seemed to be cryptically alluding to other things?
Fortunately, the female dancer in the back finally got to the point, saying that the completion of the secret transmission is only the first requirement, and the next step is to cultivate the spiritual thinking, so that the mind can sink into the soul and feel the still immature standard, so that you can learn from it. Extract the secret mana, use the secret method to drive the mana to establish a connection with the world, and induce the principle to resonate with the waking world or Mansu, so as to achieve the goal of exerting influence and other magical effects.

The female dancer's explanation was just as he had originally imagined. To activate the secret transmission effect, the intracranial secret transmission needs to resonate with reality, but... Watson felt the fat moth's wings flapping happily in his skull, and he thought in his heart Said: "Do you still need practice to feel the appearance of the criterion?"

However, following the secret method taught by Ms. Mary Morstan, no matter how hard he tried, he could hardly move the moth in his skull... It seems that his moth appearance is more serious than that of the female dancer. Independent and have their own ideas.

He and the female dancer tried various methods that night... none of them worked, and the moth inside the skull yawned boredly instead.

This discovery made Mary Morstan very surprised. She bluntly said that this has touched her blind spot of knowledge, and she must go back and ask her mentor. I don’t know where you live, Mr. Watson. I will pay a visit after I get the result of my inquiry. Will let you know the result.

Watson considers that he is still a cripple in disguise in the waking world, but what the female dancer sees is a healthy person with flexible legs and feet. This difference may lead to a flaw in his identity disguise.

He declined the female dancer's kindness, and said tactfully:

"It's not convenient for me to be hospitalized due to my injury. I'd better wait until after I'm discharged from the hospital, and then I'll visit the Shedding Club in person. By the way, I can also enjoy Miss Mary's wonderful performance."

When Mary heard this, she wanted to ask Mr. Watson which hospital you live in, why not visit him tomorrow.

But she is also a person with the appearance of a moth, and her thinking is flexible, not as ignorant as a woman who has lived in a boudoir for a long time. She immediately realized that the other party must have some unspeakable secrets, and it is not suitable to meet her directly.

She covered her mouth with a chuckle and said, "Then I'll be waiting for your visit, Mr. Watson."

Then the female dancer taught Watson how to get out of Mansu independently. This method needs to hold his breath and keep quiet, as if falling asleep again, and then relax the control of the body and fall back naturally. The weightlessness when falling is enough to wake up the real life body. Pull the soul body that traveled in Mansu back to the waking world.

After Watson and the female dancer left contact information with each other, the two slowly fell to the ground under the entanglement of moths, and when they opened their eyes, they saw the gray ceiling.

He was lying in the ward during the day, still persistently trying the secret method taught by the female dancer, trying to establish a connection with the moth in the skull.

However, the moth in the skull completely ignored his call, and just teased the trembling cup phase huddled in the corner of the soul body, like a young child who couldn't put it down after looking for a new toy.

When the sun was setting, Little Stanford brought today's freshly released evening newspaper along with him when he came to visit.

Watson opened a newspaper casually, and saw an obituary printed on the front page:
【War hero Colonel Sholto died at home last night】

He murmured in his heart:
"It's pretty quick."

　There is another chapter tonight... It seems that there is a sequelae after being put on the shelves, and my head was empty last night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)