I studied beheading in a mental institution

[Distance from the ringing of the Donghuang Bell: 23 years]

"Wow--!!"

The torrential rain poured down from the sky, and next to the stinking trash can, an abandoned baby wrapped in a tattered towel was crying loudly.

But no matter how miserable the abandoned baby was crying, it was still drowned out by the heavy rain and thunder. In addition, the place was so remote that no one noticed the existence of the abandoned baby. As time went by, the cries of the abandoned baby Getting smaller and smaller.

The cold rain slapped on his skin, an unnatural blush appeared on his face, his hoarse crying finally stopped, and he lay motionless in the garbage dump, as if he had passed out.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked to his side.

It was a monk wearing a muddy cassock. He stretched out his hands and picked up the abandoned baby who had a high fever and fainted. The pair of autumn water-like eyes did not show any emotional fluctuations, but he still stretched out his hands to protect the abandoned baby under his body to avoid wind and rain. invasion.

He took the abandoned baby all the way through the deserted streets, and finally stopped in front of an iron gate.

He looked up, and five big characters printed in his eyes:

——Hanshan Orphanage.

Monk Fate put the abandoned baby in his arms in front of the iron gate, bit his fingertips, and wrote three words lightly on the worn towel that wrapped the abandoned baby.

After doing all this, he turned and left, his figure submerged in the heavy rain.

"Wow-woof-!"

The sound of barking dogs came from the orphanage. A black dog rushed to the iron gate and barked at the abandoned baby at the gate. An old man hurried out of the house with a stick.

"What is it called! Tell me to beat you again!"

The old man threatened the black dog a few times, and was about to go back to the house, when he caught a glimpse of the iron gate from the corner of his eye and froze in place.

He hurriedly opened the iron door, brought back the abandoned baby wrapped in a towel, looked around the door, but found no one... His brows frowned suddenly.

"Such a heavy rain... those heartless dogs, aren't they afraid that the child will freeze to death?"

The old man cursed, and quickly touched the child's forehead. Sure enough, it was extremely hot!

He turned around and was about to take the abandoned baby back to the house. At this moment, the old towel fell to the ground. The old man looked down and saw three big bloody characters being washed by the heavy rain, gradually blurring, and finally flowing along the flowing water. The rain, disappeared into the night.

"Shen Qingzhu?"

The old man memorized those three words and muttered softly.

At the same time, a causal paradox is connected end to end in nothingness, quietly disappearing without a trace...

……

[Distance from the ringing of the Donghuang Bell: 58 minutes]

Olympus.

Inside the temple at the top of the mountain, a rickety and thin figure was leaning on the bed, coughing weakly.

Zeus, the former king of the gods, is now like an old man in his dying years. The blood hole on his back has shriveled and turned black, and there are only a few residual fires of life, barely burning in his body.

"Bia..." he said hoarsely.

"Master God King." The demigod transformed by Si Xiaonan stepped forward respectfully.

"What's going on outside...?"

Si Xiaonan opened his mouth, as if he was very conflicted.

"Say!" Zeus glared at her, "What's going on outside?!"

"Reporting to the God King... I have been inquiring about the news among several god peaks these days, and it seems... how many heirs you have, it seems that they are already ready to move." Si Xiaonan said helplessly.

Zeus's old eyes froze, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart. He snorted coldly, and before he could say anything, he coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough... these white-eyed wolves... see that I am not as good as before, and they all want to sit on that golden seat... I am afraid that they are already working together to find a way to kill this old bone of me."

Seeing this, Si Xiaonan quickly walked up to Zeus, and thoughtfully served him spring water,

"Lord God King, don't get angry, your body is more important... After you came back, you have been recuperating in this palace, and you have never seen outsiders. In the past few days, I have followed your instructions and spread the word that you are about to recover. news, they dare not take any action in a short time."

Hearing this sentence, Zeus's expression eased a little.

He glanced at Si Xiaonan, and said slowly, "You're very smart... It's really the right choice for you to assist me."

"It is my honor to serve by the side of Lord God King."

"The way I am now, I can't let those guys outside see...some things, I can only do it for me." Zeus paused for a moment, "They may not believe the news you spread, I'm afraid they will Find a way to enter this forbidden area to test me, you have to stop them for me."

"Yes."

Si Xiaonan saluted Zeus respectfully, and slowly exited the forbidden hall.

When the door of the palace was closed, the respect on Si Xiaonan's face disappeared immediately. She glanced at this magnificent palace and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Whether the old fox of Zeus is really as fragile as it appears on the outside, she still can't see through it. Even if she has become the closest person around Zeus, she can't act rashly. Even if it is a sick tiger that is dying, it is still a tiger... …

After a while, she turned and walked down the mountain.

She picked a relatively flat boulder, lay on it leisurely, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but her ears fell off her head strangely, and disappeared into the mountain peak.

With her ability, except for the forbidden hall where Zeus is located, the entire Olympus is within her monitoring range. While listening to all the secrets of this kingdom of God, she slowly fell into a deep sleep...

In a trance, she had a dream.

It was an old house, and a young man in Confucian clothing of the Han Dynasty was leaning against the wall, holding a chess basket full of white pieces in his hand, and looking at her with a smile.

"God of trickery, Si Xiaonan." His voice sounded.

Si Xiaonan was in a trance for a moment, and her consciousness suddenly regained consciousness in the dream. She looked at the strange man in front of her vigilantly, frowned and said:

"Invaded my dream? Who are you?"

"My name is Yan Zhong." The scholar took out a jade tablet from his waist, "The former member of Zhenxie Division, now... just a dead soul."

"Zhenxie Division? Are you from Daxia?"

"Well, it's not easy to find you in the dreams of hundreds of millions of creatures in the world...I can only stay here for a while, let's make a long story short." Yan Zhong took out a white piece from the chess basket in his hand and handed it to Si Xiaonan hands.

"What is this?" Si Xiaonan asked puzzled.

"Lin Qiye asked me to hand over to you."

"Lin Qiye?"

"He has been asleep for more than 50 years in order to avoid causing karma with his past self... He can only use my ability as a medium to transfer these chess pieces to your hands." Yan Zhong said calmly,

"Eastern Emperor Bell rises, [Holy Covenant] is at the right time, cause and effect are reversed, and death is reborn... You will naturally know the role of this chess piece at that time."