I studied beheading in a mental institution

In the endless darkness, the familiar feeling of falling enveloped Lin Qiye again. He closed his eyes tightly, his face was full of uneasiness and anger, as if he was still sinking into a nightmare.

A smear of white was like an ink stain, smeared in the black, and a little boy who looked no more than six or seven years old slowly floated out of it.

He didn't wake up Lin Qiye, but looked at him carefully,

Looking up along his body, a faint green progress bar floats in the black.

"Lin Qiye's treatment progress: 49%"

"The speed this time... is faster than usual." The little boy was thoughtful.

At this moment, Lin Qiye, who was floating in the darkness, suddenly contorted his expression. He opened his eyes suddenly, and fell from mid-air, hunched over on the empty ground, panting wildly.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The little boy looked at Lin Qiye who was panting and coughing violently, his brows raised slightly, "I actually woke up..."

Lin Qiye coughed on the ground for half a minute before a smear of blood appeared on his pale face. He looked around and saw the little boy standing in the endless darkness, and suddenly froze in place.

"It's this again... I'm dead again?"

"Yes... I seem to be dead..."

Lin Qiye seemed to have remembered something, and his expression became complicated. He stood up slowly, looked at the little boy who was very similar to himself in front of him, and asked doubtfully:

"Who are you? What is your relationship with me? Why are you in my body? The patient in the last ward in the hospital, is it you?"

Since waking up last time, Lin Qiye has been thinking about the identity of the little boy. He searched the headquarters of the Night Watchman but couldn't find any information about him. Ask him about his plans here...

Now that I saw the other party again, of course I couldn't miss it, and asked all the doubts in one breath.

"You have too many problems." The little boy shook his head, "Compared to these, you should care more about yourself..."

"I?"

"You are already dying."

"Every time I come here, isn't it already dead?"

"You are dead, how did you see me?" The little boy's expression did not fluctuate at all, "Now you are in a 'dying' state. I can help you go back a few times before, but last time I said , that was the last time I helped you...

So this time, you're on your own. "

"On my own? What should I do?"

"Take back what belongs to you. Only in this way can you have a chance."

"What belongs to me?" Lin Qiye thought for a moment, as if he had thought of something, "You mean... my Forbidden Ruins?"

The little boy nodded slightly.

"But I can't feel it now, and it has never appeared... Even when I use the 'Ghosts and Gods', it has not been aroused." Lin Qiye's face is full of puzzlement, "It... really Does it exist?"

"Of course it exists. 'Ghosts and Gods' can't stimulate it because it's too big, and drugs can't wake it up at all. The probability of natural awakening is even closer to zero."

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye's expression turned subtle.

No wonder he has awakened his own Forbidden Ruins... so it is too strong?And neither he nor Guishen Yin are qualified?

"In that case, how do I wake it up?"

"Usual methods are naturally difficult to be effective, but now, you have a helper." The little boy stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of Lin Qiye's head.

Lin Qiye looked up and saw the familiar progress bar, he froze in place.

The progress bar actually followed here?And it doesn't seem to be flickering like the outside world. In this dark space, the panel is abnormally stable.

"You mean...a lottery draw?" Lin Qiye asked worriedly, "If the Gods Mental Hospital is not here, can I still draw a lottery?"

"can."

"But the treatment progress is still 1% short..."

The little boy stared at Lin Qiye, remained silent for a long time, then waved to him,

"Come."

Lin Qiye was taken aback. Although he was a little puzzled, he still walked towards the little boy. He walked through the boundless darkness around him, stepped into the white field with his feet, and stood facing the little boy.

This was the first time Lin Qiye had observed the little boy so closely. He was only as tall as his waist, and when he looked down, he could clearly see every detail of the other person's face.

Looking at him, Lin Qiye seemed to be looking back at the mirror he had when he was a child. It was definitely not as simple as what he looked like... Lin Qiye was almost sure that it was what he looked like when he was a child.

"Sit down." The little boy spoke again.

Lin Qiye hummed, sat down cross-legged, and then the little boy also sat down,

In this boundless darkness, the two Lin Qiye sat on a touch of bright white, looking at each other.

"Tell me about your business."

"what?"

"It's your experience, I want to hear it."

"My experience?" Lin Qiye thought for a while, "Which part do you want to hear?"

"all."

"That's a long story."

"It's okay, we have enough time here."

Seeing that the little boy's expression didn't look like he was joking, Lin Qiye didn't refuse, "Since when?"

"It started when you were seven years old, when you went to your aunt's house."

"Okay." Lin Qiye nodded, "I don't remember much about my childhood, so I can only pick a few and tell you briefly... When I arrived at my aunt's house, Ah Jin was still in his infancy... ..."

Lin Qiye seriously recalled the past, and told it unhurriedly. The little boy sat in front of him, propped his head with one hand, and listened very seriously.

Here, time seems to be meaningless, and no one disturbs, leaving only Lin Qiye's voice constantly echoing.

"...Later, I met that man. His name is Zhao Kongcheng. The first time we met was on the way home. At that time, there were two ghost-masked men..."

"...Squad 136 is the place I miss the most after becoming a night watchman. Our captain is called Chen Muye..."

"... Cangnan is a fake. The people who live here also exist because of me. After my aunt died, I went crazy. I received long-term treatment in the fasting center. Later, they found me, and we planned together Prison escape there... We are the only guys who have successfully escaped from prison in the past hundred years, maybe from the moment we stepped out of the wall, our fate has been connected..."

"...Our name is [Night Curtain]..."

In Lin Qiye's eyes, there was a look of reminiscence. After he became a night watchman, his narration became more detailed. He told the little boy how they broke through the "circle of people" and Gao Tianyuan, how they passed from heaven to hell. Escaping from the dead, how to destroy Asgard, how to fight side by side in Chennan Pass...

The little boy listened to his story quietly, and there were rare emotional fluctuations in those silent eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was immersed in it.

At the same time, neither of them noticed that in this dead black world, the progress bar above Lin Qiye's head had quietly moved forward by one frame.

"Lin Qiye's treatment progress: 50%"