The soul goes out of the body and cultivates into a fairy

At lunchtime, Qian Yukun was woken up by the smell of his roommates eating boxed lunches. He ordered a takeaway, but no matter how much he ate, he yawned profusely as soon as he woke up, and he couldn't fall asleep when he lay down.

Yue Xinxin snorted coldly: "Are you a drug addict?"

As soon as she entered this physical body, she noticed something abnormal. Some areas of consciousness were very blurred, and even confused with each other. She checked Qian Yukun's brain nerves, and there were some abnormalities.

"If you continue to suck like this, do you know what will happen in the end?"

Qian Yukun hung his head and said nothing, of course he knew.

The damage to the cranial nerves caused by heroin smoking is very serious and irreversible. After reaching a certain level, the smokers will inevitably suffer from insanity, and in the end they can only go crazy.

Of course, many people died before reaching the last step. Most of them died because of overdose. After all, the smokers did not have accurate measuring instruments in their hands, and only relied on visual inspection or feeling.

A few others died of malnutrition, freezing, starvation, and various accidents, because smokers will have a lot of hallucinations in the later stage, forgetting or not caring about eating, keeping warm, etc.

"You can't quit by yourself, why don't you go to a compulsory drug rehabilitation center?"

Qian Yukun shook his head again and again. Compulsory detoxification was too painful. Either no drugs were given, or alternative drugs were given. In short, it was a huge torture.

The greatest perseverance in his life has been spent on quitting gambling, and now he can no longer show such great determination and perseverance!

"Hmph! Do you think it will be painful in my hands?"

The corner of Yue Xinxin's mouth curled up into a sneer, which made Qian Yukun's heart tremble.

"I will quit, I will quit, I will quit after smoking this time!"

As he spoke, he fumbled out a small bag of white powder from under the pillow.

The powder is packed in the simplest square plastic bag sealed with adhesive tape, which looks similar to washing powder at first glance.

Qian Yukun poured out a little in the palm of his hand, held it up to his nostrils, and was about to take a strong breath, when suddenly his breath stagnated, he felt bad, and his breath was cut off!
The nose and mouth seemed to be blocked by cement, not to mention powder, even the air could not be sucked in!
One second, two seconds, but in just 20 seconds, Qian Yukun's face turned red and he fell to the ground with a plop!
"Help! I'm going to suffocate!" He shouted desperately in his heart!
Several roommates around were startled when they saw him like this. Is this epileptic?
When I stepped forward, my lips turned purple, which is a symptom of extreme hypoxia.

"Damn it, call 120!"

"120 is a fart. When they come, people will hang up already!"

One of the strong men seemed to have experience in first aid. After all, this group of people spend their days on the tip of the knife, and they also have some practical knowledge.

He stepped onto Qian Yukun's stomach, put his hands on his chest and pressed down hard.

One click, another, Qian Yukun still didn't breathe.

After 30 seconds passed, Qian Yukun's consciousness began to blur, and he sighed softly, Yue Xinxin, are you fucking killing me!

Yue Xinxin ignored him and concentrated on taking time, it should be almost the same, right?

Click!Suddenly there was a crisp sound in the chest, and one rib was crushed!
The strong man who straddled Qian Yukun's stomach was taken aback for a moment, that's terrible!

He already has great strength in his hands, and this anxiety is even more vigorous. In addition, cardiopulmonary resuscitation is inherently risky, and non-medical personnel who lack professional training are prone to operating errors.

Qian Yukun felt a sharp pain and almost passed out, but the cement stuck in his nose and mouth disappeared instantly, and his breathing was unimpeded!
Yue Xinxin sat on the altar and pressed her ribs, sweating coldly from the pain.

Ever since I became a soul cultivator, I never thought that my ribs would be broken by an ordinary person!

"Wake up, wake up!"

Someone yelled, sure enough, the first aid technique was still effective, and he immediately looked at the strong man with admiration.

The strong man stood up, proudly said to Qian Yukun who was on the ground, "you are lucky, if I'm not here today, you will die!"

Another person booed: "That's right, if you don't wake up again, you will need artificial respiration next!"

"Get lost!" The brawny man scolded with a smile, asking him to perform artificial respiration on Qian Yukun would be worse than doing it to a pig!

Next, he hurriedly carried Qian Yukun into the car and sent him to the hospital.

When it was carried out of the backyard, the bald hair just came back with gauze on its eyes.

His eyes are fine, but it seems that there are some sequelae, and he feels stinging when he sees light. The doctor prescribed some medicine and told him to take care of himself instead of watching computers, TVs and mobile phones.

When he came back today, he originally planned to go straight to Qian Yukun to settle the score with him, but when he saw his appearance, he found out that he had epilepsy and a rib was crushed by the first aid after inquiring.

Bald Mao looked up to the sky and laughed without hesitation, suddenly the gauze loosened, and a ray of sunlight shone into his eyes, making him shiver with pain.

Qian Yukun was lying in the hospital, and Yue Xinxin was sitting in the next bed.

He was the only patient in this room, and everyone who had been sent to the hospital had gone back. Yue Xinxin could finally come out to breathe.

Qian Yukun stared at Yue Xinxin fiercely, feeling very angry.

"I want to report to Police Officer Xu, you are murder!"

Yue Xinxin felt dizzy, the fracture was indeed out of plan, how could she explain it to Xu Xiangyang?
"You just want to kill me, and then keep occupying my body!"

Qian Yukun still yelled loudly, like a trapped animal that has been greatly wronged.

Yue Xinxin sneered and rolled her eyes.

"Tell me, why did I fall in love with your body? What's wrong with it?"

"Because I'm a man! Don't you women all want to be men?"

Yue Xinxin was stunned, although Qian Yukun was less than 1.7 meters tall, weighed less than [-] meters, and his strength was smaller than that of a woman. His inner self-esteem and narcissism were not small at all!

When the cell phone rang, it was Xu Xiangyang, who said Cao Cao Cao Cao would be there!
She bit the bullet and answered the phone, intending to take the initiative to report and strive for leniency.

"I was going to tell you something, well, Qian Yukun may not be able to go to Datang these days."

"why?"

Before she could speak, the phone was snatched by Qian Yukun.

He turned on the speakerphone, and complained heartily to Xu Xiangyang!
Although Yue Xinxin was very angry, she didn't dare to use force because of her reason, so she could only hold back in her heart.

When Xu Xiangyang heard this, he really frowned.

"This is difficult. I just got news here that something might happen tonight!"

The 110 alarm center received a call in the middle of the night yesterday. A nearby resident passed by the gate of a factory building and saw several flashlights flashing through a window.

The factory is under construction. It is okay if the construction workers work overtime, but the factory building has already been erected, and the land has been leveled and watered, so why use a flashlight?

Residents immediately suspected that someone had stolen machinery and equipment, so they called 110 to call the police.

After the police were dispatched, two groups of people blocked the front and rear doors, and the owner of the joint factory turned on the lights of the whole factory, illuminating the inside of the factory brightly, and the two sneaky intruders had nowhere to hide.

Both the police and the boss thought it was a thief who stole mechanical equipment, but they were shocked when they searched. They actually hid a .[-] pistol and six bullets, but the bullets were not pressed into the magazine, let alone loaded.