I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

Lin Qiye chatted with Dr. Li for a while, then turned around and went back to the house. About ten minutes later, a nurse came in from outside holding a thick stack of notebooks.

"This is what Dr. Li asked me to bring to you." The nurse put the note on the ground, and the thick note was placed heavily on the table, making a dull sound.

Lin Qiye looked at the stack of notebooks that were almost as tall as a person, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this too much?"

"A lot? This is only one-tenth of Dr. Li's notes. He was afraid that you couldn't fit it in this room, so he asked me to send you one-tenth." The nurse said, "Why are you so new to the world?" " expression.

Lin Qiye: ...

No wonder Dr. Li was able to become the best psychiatrist in Daxia at such a young age. This hard work is really beyond the reach of ordinary people... I don't know if the thick and dense hair on the top of his head is fake ...

Lin Qiye pulled out the stool, sat down at the table, looked at the stack of notebooks beside him, and fell into deep thought.

With so many notes, he definitely couldn't take them with him when he escaped from prison, but he wanted to read them all thoroughly, but he didn't know that he would have to wait until the year of the monkey, and these things couldn't be brought into the mental hospital of the gods...

Lin Qiye thought for a moment, and he had a countermeasure in his mind.

Since he couldn't take these notes with him, he would make a copy of them all in the Gods Mental Hospital. Anyway, he was stuck in this small room all day and had nothing to do, so he just used it to pass the time.

……

The mental hospital of the gods.

Braki poked his head out of the room furtively, looked around, and confirmed that no one was paying attention to him, then walked out quickly with the harp in his hand.

He walked straight through the corridor on the second floor, tiptoed up the stairs, glanced out from the corridor, turned around and entered the first room beside the corridor like lightning.

click!

The door was locked.

Whoa!

The curtains are drawn.

Braki sat alone in the dim room, heaving a long sigh of relief...

He held the harp in his arms, with excitement in his eyes, he lowered his head, and gently plucked the first string.

Ding--!

The crisp sound of the strings sounded, Braki immediately pressed the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly!

He walked to the window and opened a corner of the curtain, and poked outside...

Well, no one heard!

Braki returned to his seat excitedly, cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and began to sing formally!

"Ah~ what a..."

boom--!

Blakey choked.

The door was suddenly opened, and Lin Qiye, who was wearing a white coat, stood at the door and was taken aback when he saw Braki sitting in the corner of the dark room.

The two pairs of eyes met each other.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Braki silently hid the harp behind his back and pretended to sneeze.

The corner of Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly, "...what are you doing in my dean's room?"

Braki pondered for a moment, "Looking up?"

"..."

Lin Qiye rolled his eyes, and opened the door behind him, "I'm going to work, if you really want to recite poetry, ask Merlin to set up a noise-eliminating barrier for you."

Blaki's eyes lit up immediately!

He took out the harp behind his back and ran out of the dean's room like a gust of wind, "Thank you, dean!"

"Wait a minute!" Lin Qiye suddenly said as if he had thought of something.

Braki stopped in his tracks and turned his head blankly.

"Recently, have you felt any discomfort in your body? For example, inexplicable fatigue or anxiety?" Lin Qiye asked, and then added, "It doesn't count if you become unusually good-looking!"

Blaki was stunned, and thought about it carefully, "No, I feel that I am full of energy every day, and I seem to have endless enthusiasm to devote myself to poetry... It's just..."

"Just what?"

Braki's gaze gradually dimmed. He looked at the harp in his hand, and after a long silence, he finally said, "I miss my wife..."

Lin Qiye froze in place.

"Well, I see." After a while, Lin Qiye said slowly, "Go, I have to work."

Lin Qiye walked into the room, opened the curtains, and saw that Braki was holding the harp in his hands tightly outside the dean, like a frustrated boy, walking towards the distance in despondency...

Lin Qiye heaved a long sigh, went back to the table and sat down, and wrote down the first sentence on the white paper:

"A patient once asked me, is the world real? If we can't be sure it's real, how can we be sure we exist?

This question is very interesting. I think it doesn’t matter whether the world is real or not. The important thing is whether there are some people and some things that make us feel that even if the world is false...

Then this false life is also worth it.

…… "

Chapter 307

Black crows circled the sky, screaming piercingly.

Lin Qiye walked through the dilapidated alley, walked out from two low rooms, and sighed helplessly when he saw the figure squatting in the open space.

"You broke into my dream again." Lin Qiye said slowly.

In the open space, Wu Laogou, who was wearing a hospital gown, didn't turn his head, but stared closely at a cut mark on the ground, as if he saw something, and a touch of sadness appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"Here... is the deepest part of your dream." Old Dog Wu's voice was a bit vicissitudes, "Here, someone who was very important to you died, right?"

Lin Qiye's eyes moved away from the familiar low room not far away, staring at the open space in front of him, as if he returned to that rainy night again in his mind, and saw the figure holding the knife in the rain again...

"right."

After a long time, Lin Qiye nodded.

"So, you entered my dream again and again just to come here?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I just want to see if we are the same kind of people." Wu Laogou slowly stood up, turned to look at Lin Qiye, the cloudiness in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a pair of vicissitudes and deep eyes.

This was the first time Lin Qiye saw that Old Dog Wu stood up from a squatting position and spoke to him in a normal tone.

"The results of it?"

"Yes." Wu Laogou nodded slightly, and said firmly, "We are the same kind of people."

Lin Qiye stared at Wu Laogou for a long time, and asked slowly: "What happened between you and the [psychic medium] team?"

Old Dog Wu was startled, as if recalling some memories, pain appeared in his eyes, he shook his head, "I can't tell you..."

"Then let me change the question." Lin Qiye said again, "Do you want to go out from here?"

"here?"

"The fasting place."

"In no mood."

Wu Laogou shook his head decisively without the slightest hesitation.

"why?"

"Someone wants to kill me outside." Old Dog Wu said calmly, "I can't die yet..."

Seeing that Old Dog Wu's attitude was so firm, Lin Qiye gave up the idea of ​​pulling him into the gang, but the doubts in his heart became more intense.

Someone outside wants to kill him?who is it? 【Psychic medium】Squad?

"But if you want to leave, I can help you." Just as Lin Qiye was thinking, Wu Laogou suddenly said.

Lin Qiye was slightly taken aback, "Why do you want to help me?"

"You shouldn't be trapped here." Old Dog Wu shook his head, "You don't belong here."

Wu Laogou continued, "However, it is not so easy to get out of the fasting place...you have to wait until the time is right."

"When is the time right?"

"do not know."

"..."

Lin Qiye looked at Old Dog Wu, and couldn't tell for a moment whether he was mentally ill in disguise, or really mentally ill...

"I will tell you when the time comes." Old Dog Wu patted him on the shoulder.

The next moment, the surrounding environment collapsed, and Lin Qiye's consciousness quickly returned to his body...

……

thousands of miles away.

Above the barren desert, a hurricane swept across the sky, and the yellow sand rolled up all over the sky. In the depths of this untouched desert, a huge sandstorm blocked the sky.

Suddenly, a space on the path of the sandstorm distorted, and a figure in a black tuxedo appeared out of thin air, looking back at the center of the sandstorm, frowning slightly.

"A bunch of annoying hyenas..."

Yuyu snorted coldly, blurred and flickering light rippled from the space around him, and his figure began to blur and disappear...

The next moment, seven thick silver giant pillars pierced through the clouds, and fell rapidly from the sky. The jumping electric arc flowed between the seven silver giant pillars, and precisely hit the raving body!

The raving pupils suddenly contracted!

Boom-! ! !

The seven silver giant pillars that were brewing thunder were like a Thor's hammer, crashing down in the vast desert, the sweeping wind directly collided with the sandstorm not far away, making a low whimpering sound.

The entire desert trembled violently!

"Cough, cough, cough..." The raving figure appeared a hundred meters away from the seven giant silver pillars, lowered his head and coughed violently, his black tuxedo was covered with scorched marks and sand grains, and he looked very embarrassed.