I studied beheading in a mental institution

The endless darkness is like the ocean current in the deep sea, wrapping around Lin Qiye, sinking slowly with his body.

His empty eyes stared at the nothingness in front of him, like a doll that had lost its soul. Under the engulfment of darkness, it had no power to resist. It just kept sinking, sinking, sinking with the ocean current around it...

Whenever he feels that he has fallen into the dark abyss, there is always a force that forcibly hangs himself and continues to sink downward.

Lin Qiye didn't know how long he had been sinking, maybe a day, maybe a month, maybe a year.

Here, time seems to have lost its meaning of existence, and only darkness and chaos are the eternal melody.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

"--Who are you?"

In Lin Qiye's empty eyes, a trace of spirit suddenly recovered, he blinked, followed the direction of the sound, and looked towards the corner of the endless darkness.

I saw a six or seven-year-old child standing quietly in the middle of the darkness, frowning at him.

that's me?

The moment he saw the child's face, Lin Qiye was taken aback.

The appearance of the child is almost exactly the same as that of himself when he was a child, the only difference is that the eyes he looks at him are like the abyss around him, bottomless.

The child frowned at him and spoke again:

"--Who are you?"

"I'm Lin Qiye."

Hearing this answer, the child frowned even tighter. He squinted at Lin Qiye for a moment, then shook his head:

"--wrong……"

"Where is wrong?"

"--you are not me."

After the last word fell, a blast of thunder suddenly sounded from Lin Qiye's mind, and the surrounding darkness quickly churned.

At this moment, a little golden light ignited from the darkness above Lin Qiye's head, like a round of holy scorching sun, quickly tearing the darkness apart, a mysterious force suddenly entangled Lin Qiye's body, pulling his body Consciousness, rising rapidly towards the scorching sun!

"what?"

A suspicious voice came from the scorching sun. The moment Lin Qiye heard the voice, he was slightly startled, but felt that it sounded familiar.

Before he could distinguish the identity of the voice, his figure completely merged into the golden light, endless light filled his field of vision, and a strong sense of dizziness shrouded his heart.

……

Lin Qiye suddenly sat up from the green grass.

His eyes widened, the gold in them faded like a tide, his voice was extremely thick, beads of sweat hung on the tip of his nose, his whole body seemed to be sweating profusely after a strenuous exercise.

With the gradual return of consciousness, Lin Qiye's breathing gradually calmed down, a palm patted his back lightly, and a gentle voice came from his ear.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Lin Qiye's body shook, and he quickly turned his head to look, only to see Yang Jin sitting beside him, his eyes full of worry.

"Ah Jin..." Lin Qiye stayed in place for a long time before he came back to his senses. Fragments of memory came to his mind, connecting all the cause and effect, "Didn't I die?"

"Heavenly Venerable took your life, just now the blazing angel Michael rescued you with a miracle." A smile appeared on Yang Jin's face,

"Brother, you survived."

Michael...isn't he on the moon?

By the way, the light whisper in the darkness just now seems to be his voice too.

So what exactly are those things I saw just now?

Many questions came to Lin Qiye's mind, but now he has no energy to think about them. After being resurrected from the dead, his mind is still very confused, and it takes a while to adjust his state.

Lin Qiye supported the ground with both hands, trying to stand up from the ground, but his legs gave way and almost fell to the ground.

Yang Jin on the side quickly reached out to support him, and said, "Tianzun said, the vitality in your body has just recovered, and your muscles need to re-adapt, so you can't exercise vigorously."

Yang Jin kicked the little black man lying on the ground sound asleep, the latter turned somersault on the ground, raised his head blankly, saw Yang Jin's gaze, and immediately changed into a black and gray Dog leather wheelchair.

Yang Jin helped Lin Qiye sit on the wheelchair, pushed the handle by himself, and slowly moved to the distance.

"Where is Tianzun? Where is Michael?"

"The two of them are discussing matters in the hall, as if they are negotiating a deal."

"trade……"

Lin Qiye suddenly thought that when he saw Michael again during the Cangnan Great Tribulation, he also mentioned that the reason why he passed the [Mortal God Realm] to Lin Qiye was also because of a certain transaction between the Great Xia Lingbao Tianzun and him a hundred years ago .

From this point of view, the relationship between Michael and the gods of Daxia seems to have been good?

The sweet breeze brushed Lin Qiye's cheeks, and several cranes hovered over him and Yang Jin. The dense spiritual energy poured into his nostrils with the fragrance of green grass, and his pale face gradually returned to blood.

Yang Jin just pushed Lin Qiye, stepped across the green area, and crossed the small bridge of Lingxi. Neither of them spoke, but quietly enjoyed the long-lost reunion time.

Lin Qiye closed his eyes, while basking in the sun, while lying comfortably on the dog-skin wheelchair, he couldn't help feeling the magic of fate in his heart.

Four years ago, Lin Qiye never dreamed that one day he would meet Yang Jin in such a form and in such a place.

"Brother." Behind him, Yang Jin pushed the wheelchair and said softly.

"Ok?"

"How have you been all these years?"

"...Not bad." Lin Qiye smiled, "Why? Want to hear my story?"

"I'm a little curious." Yang Jin replied truthfully, "I thought you would be very powerful, but I didn't expect you to come to this point in just a few years..."

"It's true that I've gone through a lot... If you want to hear it, I'll tell you about it. Anyway, we have plenty of time now."

Lin Qiye turned his head and looked into Yang Jin's eyes, "But before that, I also have a question to ask you."

Yang Jin stared at him, "What?"

"Now you, are you Yang Jian... or Yang Jin?"

Yang Jin was slightly taken aback, he was silent for a moment, and just about to say something, Lin Qiye shook his head, turned back with a smile.

"Forget it, this question is not important... Whether you are Yang Jian or Yang Jin, in my heart, you are my younger brother."

Yang Jin froze on the spot for a while, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, hummed, and pushed the wheelchair to move on.

"Speaking of which, being able to recognize the legendary Erlang God as my younger brother, as my elder brother, is considered a great advantage."

"Brother, didn't you like to take advantage since you were young?"

"? Where do I have it?"

"Before when Aunt Liu next door set up a stall to sell eggs, you had the cheek to buy one and get two free. You are obviously a blind person, and you snatched eggs and ran faster than anyone else..."

"That's an outsider. When did I take advantage of my family? Don't talk nonsense..."

"..."