I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

Passed it to the aunt's bowl.

"Mom, eat more."

My aunt was taken aback, "I'm eating, you should eat more."

Yang Jin nodded, lowered his head and started eating silently.

Humming thunder came from outside the window, interlaced lightning flashed across the sky, and faint golden spots of light slowly rose from the horizon.

"What's the matter with the weather today?" My aunt said while eating, "There was thunder and an earthquake again, and most of the day has passed, and there is no sunshine at all.

I don't know when the clothes hanging on the balcony will be dry, and I have to wear them to work in the factory at night... By the way, you have to cook tonight's dinner yourself. Mom is on the night shift today, so I can't come back. "

Yang Jin hummed, and after a moment of silence, he still spoke:

"mom."

"Um?"

"You have worked so hard to raise me and my brother for more than ten years, and have lived a lifetime of hardship... Do you regret it?"

When my aunt heard this, she was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and scolded: "What silly things are you talking about? It's too late for Mom to be happy to have such sensible children as you and your brother!

Besides, what happened to the hard life? Mom grew up living in hard times. If you let mom live in those big houses now, mom won't be used to it. "

Aunt raised her head, looked around, looked at this cramped and familiar home, smiled,

"It's still safe to live at home."

Seeing the smile on his aunt's face, Yang Jin was slightly taken aback, and then a smile appeared on the young man's face.

"Then... from now on, when everything is over, when brother comes back, let's go back to this old house and live together, okay?"

"Mom really wants to." My aunt smiled and shook her head, "But you and your brother are both looking for wives, how can you continue to live in this kind of place with me, an old woman, as long as you come back often in the future, Mom I'm very happy."

After finishing speaking, my aunt looked at her fingertips and was suddenly taken aback.

Golden dots of light are escaping from her fingertips.

She stared blankly at this scene, "Hey, what's going on here?"

Yang Jin's lips trembled slightly, his face was pale, he tried hard to maintain a smile on his face, and said softly to his aunt:

"Mom, don't be afraid...everything will be fine."

My aunt carefully looked at these light spots, spreading from her fingertips to her palms, and the doubts in her eyes became more and more intense.

"Ah Jin, mom... are you leaving?"

Yang Jin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't say anything, he could only silently clenched his hands and lowered his head slowly...

A hand lifted his head gently.

There seemed to be something more in the eyes of the aunt, the dusty memory was opened, she knew her own destiny, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Yang Jin's eyes, a smile appeared on her weather-beaten face.

"Ah Jin, Mom should go."

Yang Jin couldn't control it anymore, tears flowed from his eyes unstoppably, he stood up, hugged his mother, and said choked up:

"Mom, mom... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...

Ten years ago, we were still in samsara, failed to catch up with all of this, failed to stand in front of you and prevent this tragedy from happening...

We were the ones who failed to save millions of lives...and you.

sorry……"

My aunt hugged Yang Jin in a daze, with doubts in her eyes.

"Ah Jin, you are..."

Yang Jin raised his head and looked into his aunt's eyes. There was a faint charm in the red eyes.

The aunt murmured to herself: "I see...you are...in my life, I can have such a special child."

Yang Jin clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into the flesh and blood in his palms, and drips of blood flowed down... He took two steps back, knelt down in front of his aunt slowly, and bowed deeply.

"Baby Yang Jin, on behalf of the gods of the Great Xia... plead guilty to all the victims in Cangnan City!

We're... late. "

The aunt stood up and helped Yang Jin up from the ground. She looked at those eyes full of guilt and self-blame, smiled softly, and hugged him in her arms.

"Silly boy, just come back."

"Mom, don't worry." Yang Jin took a deep breath, with firmness in his eyes, "Ten years ago, we failed to catch up with all this... Thanks to brother, today, we have another chance.

A chance to save everyone. "

A silver light flashed in Yang Jin's hand, and a gray cloth bag appeared, "This is a soul-receiving bag, a treasure of Tianzun, which is enough to hold the souls of all the victims in this city.

Now that the realm of the gods is shattered, and the souls that were kept in the world are separated again, I use this soul bag to store all the souls, and I can resurrect you when Heaven respects the bodies of all of you.

At that time, Cangnan will reappear in the world! "

Yang Jin looked into his aunt's eyes and said seriously: "Mom, please put your grievances in your bag for a while. One day, our family will be reunited."

Aunt smiled slightly, "Mom believes in you."

Golden light spots covered the whole body of my aunt, and her body gradually dissipated. She walked up to Yang Jin, and stroked his face for the last time...

"Ah Jin, take care of yourself and your brother."

"Don't worry, Mom." Yang Jin said seriously, "Brother will be fine."

Auntie nodded, her whole body turned into golden light spots, which dissipated into the air, and a word echoed in the air vaguely.

"Wait until you go home..."

Golden light spots gushed out of the window, rose into the sky, and converged into the golden torrent.

Yang Jin walked to the window, opened the cloth bag in his hand, and his deep voice echoed in every corner of the city.

"—The soul is back!!"

The golden torrent seemed to have found a direction to vent, and quickly poured into the soul bag, and it was included in it in an instant.

Yang Jin silently tied up the cloth bag in his hand, looked back at the empty house, and after a long silence, walked out.

As soon as the door was opened, a six or seven-year-old boy in a fiery red sweater stood at the door, as if waiting for him.

"Nezha." Yang Jin looked at him and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

The boy shrugged, "I'll do what you do."

Yang Jin narrowed his eyes, "How much strength have you recovered? Are you going to die?"

"If you go alone, you are going to die." The boy said slowly, "Among us gods, only you have recovered the most completely, but even so, you may not be able to kill an outer god with complete strength."

"I still have the power of a hundred years of reincarnation." Yang Jin said lightly.

Nezha frowned slightly, "Overdrawing the godhead? Do you know what the consequences are?"

"It's not important...I only know that I am Erlang God of Daxia." Yang Jin walked forward step by step, "We have disappeared for a hundred years, we must use the most direct and shocking way to announce to the world... The God of Great Xia has returned.

And this, now only I can do it. "

He glanced at the little boy, and said lightly, "As for you... slowly recover your strength, in the future, you will be needed to protect this country."

He stepped forward, put his finger to his mouth, and blew a whistle.

A ferocious black dog came from a distance, stained with the blood of two giant beasts, its aura was unparalleled.

It is the little black leprosy!

Yang Jin gently stroked the vicious dog's head, and with the other hand he grabbed it in the void, and a three-pointed double-edged knife surrounded by silver thunder appeared in his hand.

Holding the knife, he slowly raised his head, looked at the chaotic thunder in the distance, and calmly stepped forward.

Taking the first step, he instantly stepped into the "Zhan" realm;

Taking the second step, his realm directly climbed to the "pool" realm;

The third step, "Sichuan" environment!

The fourth step, "sea" environment!

The fifth step, "infinite"!

Step six, "Klein"!

The seventh step...to become a god!

The terrifying coercion of the gods radiated from Yang Jin's body, and silver thunder lingered around him. He held a three-pointed double-edged knife in his hand, accompanied by a roaring god dog, and a miraculous vertical eye burst from the center of his eyebrows!

A divine light pierces through the heavens and the earth!

"Shouting..."

In the roaring thunder, Yang Jin looked down at the little black man, and said slowly:

"Go... let's go kill God."

Chapter 263

Under the pitch-black sky, Indra, who was surrounded by thunder, was suspended in the air, and dense ball lightning surrounded him, emitting a low hum.

On the ground, a bruised carriage was parked aside. Mrs. Chen was dressed in white and stood in front of the carriage.

The birdsong and fragrance of flowers around him were constantly shattered and reconstructed by the thunder, like a tendon fluttering in the wind and rain, despite violent swings, it still stood tall.

Master Chen held a ruler in his hand and kept hitting the falling thunder. The top of the ruler was charred black. He stood there with a gloomy face, and the burn marks left by Lei Ban on the white clothes were clearly visible.

"Ant, if you continue to hide in the car, I might not be able to do anything to you..." Indra looked down at the embarrassed Master Chen, and said with a sneer, "But you want to kill yourself and come out to fight me. Are you leaving now?!"

boom--! !

The thick thunderbolt fell on the top of Chen Master's head, most of it was scattered by the ruler in Chen Master's hand, and the remaining part bombarded the "scenery" in his heart. Chen Master snorted, and paleness appeared on his face.

He snorted coldly, straightened his back, and said loudly:

"Killing my people and obliterating our country, if you still keep avoiding the war at this time, how can I have the face to be a Da Xia countryman?

Daxia territory, how can you allow you to act recklessly? ! "