I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

I saw a woman in a cheongsam standing in front of an ancient door, her hair was slightly curly, she was shaking a painting fan in her hand, her bloody lips were slightly raised, and she was looking at them with a smile at the moment.

When the ninth seat saw that figure, his body relaxed.

"Seventh seat, can you stop being like a ghost every time you appear?" Ninth seat said helplessly.

The seventh seat put away the painting fan in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Why, the majestic [believer] ninth seat is still afraid of ghosts? If so, you will not be able to participate in this operation..."

"This action has something to do with ghosts?" The ninth seat keenly grasped the point.

The seventh seat didn't say much, just turned around, his slender figure twisted gracefully, and walked towards the room behind him. The high heels collided with the tiles on the floor, echoing in the empty corridor.

"Bring the children around you and come in together."

Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly, but didn't say much, and walked into the room together with the ninth seat next to him.

The space in the room is much larger than Shen Qingzhu imagined, and compared to the ruined walls outside, the furnishings here are much more complete. In the center of the moss-covered room, there is a huge log long table. There is already a long wooden table beside the table. The skinny man sat there quietly.

When he saw the two people walking in, he raised his drooping eyelids slightly, and then he looked away.

"The third seat." Seeing the man, the ninth seat frowned, and then looked to the corner of the room, where there was a young man in his early 20s, looking into the distance by the window, "That's..."

"The newcomer recruited by Mr. Yuyu, who took the place of old Han, is now the No.12 seat." The seventh seat explained in a timely manner.

The young man turned his head, his eyes swept across the ninth seat lightly, and landed on Shen Qingzhu's body, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous light in them, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Newcomers..." The ninth seat nodded thoughtfully, "That is to say, except for the first seat, all existing members of [Believers] have arrived."

"Do not."

The third seat sitting at the table said abruptly, "The first seat has also arrived..."

"The first seat is here too?" Not only the ninth seat, but also the seventh seat also showed a surprised expression, "Where is he?"

Although the two have been in [Believers] for a long time, so far, they have rarely heard of the first seat, and they have never seen him. Now that the third seat says that the first seat has arrived, they feel that Naturally, he was extremely puzzled.

"You don't need to know about this." The third seat slowly stood up from his seat, "When he should appear, he will naturally appear."

Chapter 470 Underground Altar

The seventh seat frowned slightly, and said with a sneer: "As expected of the first seat, this air is really not small..."

"So, what exactly is our operation this time?" The ninth seat skipped the topic about the first seat, and continued, "It is quite rare to mobilize five [believers] in one go."

"Really? How do I remember that there was an operation on a larger scale than this not long ago?" The seventh seat spoke quietly, and glanced at Shen Qingzhu intentionally or unintentionally, "Seven believers attacked the fasting place, and six of them All the first believers died, and only one newcomer came back alive... Don’t you think it’s strange?”

Shen Qingzhu's eyes met the seventh seat, and his face became gloomy.

"What do you mean?" Ninth Seat said coldly, "Are you questioning Mr. Yuyu?"

"No, how dare I question Mr. Yuyu." The seventh seat shook his head, "I just find it strange that since this kid joined us, we [believers] have lost more members in one year than in the previous 20 years, saying Maybe, this kid is a disaster star, whoever gets close to him will die."

"Really? Then why am I still alive?" The ninth seat walked in front of the seventh seat, his eyes were cold, and he said sharply, "Woman, if you dare to say such nonsense again, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth open first?"

"Just you?"

"Enough!" The third seat's voice suddenly sounded, and the atmosphere in the whole room froze.

He walked between the two, raised his drooping eyelids slightly, "This is not a place for you to fight among yourself, if you want to fight, you can fight as you like after the mission is over, here, just work honestly for me!"

The ninth seat and the seventh seat fell silent at the same time.

"All follow me." The third seat turned around and walked towards the broken steps leading to the underground in the corner of the room.

The seventh seat, the ninth seat, and the No.12 seat followed closely behind. Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes and stared at the back of the seventh seat for a long time before he stepped forward and stepped on the descending steps at the end of the crowd.

Judging from the number of steps, several people went underground at least three floors deep. The sides of the steps were empty and pitch black, only the sound of the high-heeled shoes of the seventh seat echoed in it. This should be a huge underground space.

Several people walked to the end of the steps, the third seat stretched out his hand and waved lightly, a faint light lit up from the darkness, illuminating a corner of the ground.

Shen Qingzhu froze in place when he saw the scene in front of him.

In the dim light, the outline of a huge gray-black altar was outlined. This altar was about the size of a football field, lying quietly in the center of the underground space, with cracks all over its surface, like A work of art that was broken and reassembled.

In the upper right corner of the altar, there are still a large number of missing bricks and stones, but now they have been filled by some yellow-brown unknown objects, which look extremely strange.

"This is..." The ninth seat looked shocked when he saw the altar in front of him.

"The Altar of the Underworld God." The third seat said slowly, "This is a divine item from outside the mist. After being repaired, it has become what it is now. Our task is to instill our own spiritual power into the altar. Wake it up completely..."

"Instill spiritual power?" The seventh seat frowned slightly. "Such a simple task requires so many of us to complete?"

The third seat glanced at her, "Do you know what a divine item is? If you want to fully exert its power, you need to use divine power to activate it. If you only rely on spiritual power to awaken this altar, even if it is a simple To stimulate it, the required spiritual power is astronomical...

Even with the six of us pouring spiritual power into it day and night, it will take at least two months to be barely stimulated. "

"So, for the next two months, we all need to spend in this ghost place?" No.12's face was a little ugly.

"That's right." The third seat nodded and added, "This is an order from Mr. Yuyu."

Hearing the last sentence, Seat No.12, who was about to say something, could only snort coldly, and swallowed the words back.

Shen Qingzhu frowned and looked at the altar, wondering what he was thinking, "What will happen after waking up this altar?"

"When the time comes, you'll know."

Shen Qingzhu continued to ask: "Since this is a divine item in the mist, how did it appear underground in Lintang City? With such a large body, it is impossible to pass through the border silently, and then transport it Come here?"

"This is not a question that you should be concerned about." The third seat did not mean to answer this question.

Shen Qingzhu didn't get an answer to two consecutive questions, and his brows tightened a bit. While everyone else was looking at the altar, he also took a step to observe around the altar.

Then, as if he had discovered something, he squatted down slightly, and gently pinched the ground with his fingertips.

soil?

Shen Qingzhu looked at the rubbing of dirt on her fingertips, was slightly startled, and looked up to look around, only to find that the surrounding ground was full of scattered dirt and slag, but it was not so conspicuous under the dim light.

This should be the original basement of the manor. The ground is covered with floor tiles. Where did so much soil come from?

Shen Qingzhu thought for a moment, stood up, and began to walk towards the dark surroundings.

Most of the lights in this basement have been damaged due to years of disrepair. The entire underground space is only illuminated by fragmentary lights, and the remaining large space is immersed in darkness. Shen Qingzhu rubbed his fingertips lightly, and a small ball of flame appeared on him. In the palm of your hand, illuminate the dim surroundings.

He kept walking in one direction, and soon reached the edge of the basement, touching a wall covered in dust and cobwebs.

"Wind?" Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw that the direction of the flames beating in his palm had changed.

After pondering for a while, he moved forward slowly along the direction of the air flow...

Finally, he came to another wall opposite to him. The other walls of this wall had the same structure, but strangely, in the center of this wall, it was covered with a huge black cloth. The drape was about ten meters long, covering the wall tightly.

The corners of the cloth swayed slightly, as if the wind was blowing by.

Shen Qingzhu stared at the cloth for a long time, reached out and grabbed one end of the cloth, and pulled it down hard!

Stab it--!

The cover fell with a sound, and a large hole with a radius of more than four meters was exposed to the air. The bricks and stones around the hole were uneven. I don't know where it leads.

Shen Qingzhu looked at the big hole, and the doubt in his eyes became stronger.

Just then, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Shen Qingzhu turned her head abruptly, only to see the third seat standing quietly behind him, staring at the big hole in front of her, and said calmly:

"Too much curiosity is not a good thing... newcomers."

You can't afford it

two months later.

Reload warehouse.

Lin Qiye slowly closed the book in his hand and let out a long breath of relief.

He looked around and found that other people were still immersed in the story, they didn't make a sound to interrupt, but silently put the book back into the cardboard box and walked towards the kitchen.

In the past two months, he has read all the novels in the cardboard box. From reading ten lines at a glance at the beginning to reading carefully now, Lin Qiye has become accustomed to putting himself into the book and experiencing the emotions of the characters. ...

Although he still couldn't learn the moves from the book, the two months of quiet study had brought about a great change in his state of mind.

In the past two months, "mystery", [believers], the church of the ancient gods, the outer gods... These things that have been haunting him seem to have completely disappeared from his world. The tense string in my mind finally completely relaxed, and the mood that was still a little impetuous also settled down.

If there was one word to describe Lin Qiye's life in the past two months, it would be "quiet".

Calm down, read a book, cook, clean, and train...

I don't know if it's because of the change of mood, or because of the "Sword Qi Tidal" training, Lin Qiye can already feel that the bottleneck of the realm in his body is beginning to loosen.

However, Lin Qiye's improvement is not the greatest.

An Qingyu had already broken through the bottleneck a week ago. After Baili Pangpang, he became the second team member whose mental power stepped into the "sea" realm.

Of course, this is because Zhou Ping often goes out and brings back some weird "mysterious" autopsies for him. An Qingyu doesn't need much training, as long as he can constantly use [the only correct solution] to solve puzzles, he His mental strength will increase at a terrifying speed.

According to Zhou Ping, Jia Lan has already broken through the "sea" realm, so now in the entire team, only Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan have not broken through the realm.

Just as Lin Qiye was cleaning up the kitchen, An Qingyu walked in from the door.

"Qiye." An Qingyu took out a palm-sized specimen from his pocket and handed it to Lin Qiye, "During this time, I have finished analyzing [Bell Crand], you can use it. "

Lin Qiye accepted the body of [Bell Crand], and asked curiously, "What ability did you get from it?"

"The way to create that fog of mental pollution." An Qingyu pushed his glasses, and took out a test tube. There was a little purple liquid in the test tube that gave off a faint halo under the light. "This is the spirit I made. Pollution concentrated liquid, the effect is similar to that of [Bell Klander], except that I condensed the mist into a liquid."

Lin Qiye took the test tube and shook the purple liquid, "In other words, you can control other creatures through these mental pollution?"

"This won't work." An Qingyu said helplessly, "The reason why [Bell Crand] can control creatures controlled by mental pollution is because these pollutions are all created by its body, and people who inhale the mist will fight with it. Produce some kind of spiritual link, but I am not 'mysterious', and I cannot completely reproduce the physiological structure of [Bell Klander]. These liquids are all imitated by scientific means. form a spiritual link."

Lin Qiye nodded, and comforted him, "This is already remarkable."

An Qingyu smiled shyly, "Leave this tube for your self-defense. Just smash the bottle when you use it, but you have to be careful not to inhale this gas, otherwise you will also be recruited."

"Ah."

Lin Qiye brought out the prepared meals. After everyone finished their lunch, they took a short rest before starting the afternoon combat training.

Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan sat facing each other, with a huge tic-tac-toe board in the middle, with a branch next to their hands, with extremely serious expressions.

"Are you ready?" Cao Yuan took a deep breath.