I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

"What does that golden afterimage look like?" Lin Qiye couldn't help asking.

Fang Mo thought for a moment, "Looks like...a broken palace? It was too far away at that time, and there was some mist around the afterimage, so we couldn't see what it looked like inside."

Lin Qiye was thoughtful.

If there is no accident, it is the Heavenly Court that the Great Xia God has been working hard to restore... But the question is, why did Yang Jian and Yuanshi Tianzun bring these twelve children to the vicinity of the Heavenly Court, and specially built a cave, let them stay?

"So, all of you have joined Yang Jian's sect?"

"No, it's not." Fang Mo shook his head, "On the night we arrived, twelve Great Xia Gods flew out from the golden shadow and came to the cave where we were sitting. Received as heir.

I was the child chosen by the master at that time. "

Hearing this, Lin Qiye roughly understood.

These twelve children were selected by Yuanshi Tianzun from the survivors of Cangnan for the awakened Great Xia God to choose as his heirs. Of course, according to the words of the night watchman, these twelve children are the agents of the Great Xia God. .

Judging from the timeline, the Great Xia gods hadn't completely sealed themselves off at that time, and focused on restoring the origin of the heavenly court. Accepting these twelve children as their agents should be the last thing they did before they closed down.

They themselves know very well that once they start to restore the origin of the heaven, they must not stop it. Therefore, to be on the safe side, they accept these children as disciples in advance. If everything goes well, after they restore the origin of the heaven, these children can also protect them as agents Daxia, if something unexpected happens in this process, these children will become their inheritors.

Twelve Cangnan survivors, twelve children, and twelve agents of the Great Xia God.

This is the seed that was planted five years ago.

At this moment, Lin Qiye seemed to think of something.

"You were all children born during those ten years, that is to say, the oldest of you should only be 15 years old?" Lin Qiye looked at the boy in front of him in surprise, "You..."

"I'm seventeen this year." Fang Mo smiled, "After the master woke up, he took us into a mysterious space, and the flow of time was different from the outside world. We practiced there for three years, and the outside world only passed one year... …

And I am the first one out of twelve brothers and sisters. "

Chapter 838 The Vanishing Heaven

Lin Qiye nodded and continued to ask, "What about the others?"

"They are still too young, and they are kept in that mysterious space to practice by their masters. That space has its own restrictions, and we can only leave voluntarily when we are 17 years old."

Fang Mo's birth date is only one day away from the opening date of [Mortal God Realm] 15 years ago. He should be the oldest of all the children, and it is only natural that he was the first to come out of that space.

"What about Great Xia God? Where are they now?" Lin Qiye asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

Fang Mo hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"I don't know either... After bringing us into that mysterious space, the masters left. Recently, when I turned 17 and walked out of that space, I didn't see them. The golden afterimages have all disappeared.

In that mountain range, only our cave remains. "

"Disappeared?"

Lin Qiye was taken aback.

From the perspective of time, Fang Mo and others have cultivated in that mysterious space for three years, and it should have been a year in the outside world, which means that as early as a year ago, the Great Xia God sent these children into the mysterious space. After the space, it disappeared with the heaven?

At this moment, Lin Qiye recalled what Shao Pingge said to him when the Shangjing squad was stationed:

"God Daxia, he is no longer in Daxia."

During this year, where did they take the Heavenly Court?

"After joining Master's sect, Master also told us the truth about Cangnan. He often told us that the reason why we can exist is because of Lord Lin Qiye." Fang Mo said sincerely, "Our soul, Life, childhood, are all given by Lord Qiye, he hopes that we can follow in the footsteps of Lord Qiye in the future, follow by your side, and be your sword and knife.

All of us admire Lord Qiye very much! "

Looking at the light of worship in Fang Mo's eyes, Lin Qiye was a little embarrassed, but he still tried his best to control his expression, and said seriously:

"Anyway, your current status is the night watchman, and following the spirit and duties of the night watchman is the top priority, understand?"

"understand!"

"Well, go to sleep, this should be your last peaceful sleep for a long time in the future.

Starting tomorrow, your days... will be difficult. "

……

A train whimpered along the tracks in the dark night.

The night was dark, and the lights in the carriages were gradually extinguished, leaving only a faint light emitting a faint light.

At the end of the hard sleeper area, at the junction of the two trains, several plainly dressed migrant workers sat on urea sacks and leaned their heads against the wall of the train. Amidst the creaking sound of the carriage, they lowered their heads and fell asleep.

In the corner of this group of people, a young man was leaning on the ground by the door of the carriage, looking up at the moonlight through the round glass on the door, wondering what he was thinking.

Lu Baoyou has been away from home for so long, and almost spent all the money he earned on the road. He thought that he would not need the money after he came to Shangjing, but who knows, he was kicked out of the training camp and had to go home.

With the rest of his money, he couldn't afford hard sleepers and hard seats, so he could barely afford a ticket without a seat and a bucket of small instant noodles.

As the train was moving, the moon outside the window gradually receded and disappeared from Lu Baoyou's sight. He sighed helplessly, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep... Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a harsh and noisy sound in the carriage behind him. The cry of the child in the middle of the night disturbed everyone's sleepiness.

Lu Baoyou frowned instinctively, and the violence in his heart rose uncontrollably. He looked back at the carriage behind him, and saw a child pointing at the instant noodles in the hands of the man in the next seat, crying loudly.

In the depths of his eyes, a touch of red faintly emerged.

But in the end, he still didn't get up, but closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the irritability and anger in his heart.

Amidst the children's unreasonable noise, Lu Baoyou's heart returned to calm again.

"Are you willing?"

A voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

Lu Baoyou's eyes snapped open!

He looked around, no one was talking to him in the dim compartment...

Lu Baoyou turned his head and looked at the car window beside him. In the reflection of the glass, his left eye was as black as ink at some point, and a human face was looming in the eyes.

That was the face of the member of the Church of Ancient God who blew himself up in the training camp.

"Who are you?" Lu Baoyou's eyes were stained red, and he growled.

"You can call me [Magic Boy], I come from the Church of the Ancient Gods." The voice rang in Lu Baoyou's ears unhurriedly, "Don't be nervous, I just temporarily attached my soul to your eyes, I can't Manipulating your body will not be against you, just chatting with you by the way."

"I don't need to chat, get out!" Lu Baoyou's voice was a little louder, waking up the sleeping people around them. They looked at Lu Baoyou with a somewhat puzzled expression.

Lu Baoyou gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground, ran into the toilet, and locked the door with his backhand.

He looked at his dark left eye in the mirror, the redness in the eye became more and more intense, and the violent and ferocious aura of a fallen angel radiated out.

"Don't bother, you are just a rookie in the 'chi' environment, even with the power of a fallen angel, you can't drive me away from your eyes." The devil boy sneered.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Lu Baoyou punched the mirror, smashing himself in the mirror to pieces. The broken lens cut his flesh, and the blood flowed down the palm of his hand and fell into the sink drop by drop.

"Are you interested in joining the Church of the Ancient Gods?" The devil boy's voice was full of bewitching power, "Your potential should not be buried, the Night Watchmen are a bunch of rigid and stubborn little-minded people, it is impossible for people like you to integrate into them.

You are a demon with the power of a fallen angel, and you should stay where you belong... Come to the Church of the Ancient Gods, here are all your kind.

No one will judge your character, and no one will restrain your behavior because of ridiculous justice and morality. Here you can do whatever you want, and we can even use the power of the church to help you kill Lin Qiye! "

"Ha ha." Hearing these words, Lu Baoyou sneered, "So, you want to lure me into the gang?"

"Yes."

"The Church of the Ancient Gods, is that... the organization where the trash who was killed by Lin Qiye in one move belonged?" Lu Baoyou's mouth showed a mocking look.

Hearing this sentence, the devil boy's voice paused, and then he said sharply: "Boy, you'd better show some respect."

"Did I say something wrong?" Lu Baoyou stood up straight, "Using such a big battle to go to the training camp, but ended up in such a mess, you are not trash, who is trash?"

Chapter 839 We Are Not the Same Kind

"you!!!"

Hearing this sentence, the devil boy was about to explode.

Lu Baoyou narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at himself in the broken mirror, and said lightly, "It seems that you are telling the truth, your current state really can't do anything to me..."

"Are you testing me?"

"Ha ha."

Lu Baoyou casually took out a few tissues from the side and wiped the blood on his hands, "You made a mistake...

I am not the same as you trash. "

Praise -!

The train drove into the tunnel, the door of the toilet opened, Lu Baoyou walked out calmly, walked through the dark corridor, returned to the corner of the carriage with faint lights, and sat down cross-legged.

He slowly closed his eyes.

……

Jingle bells——! !

The piercing bells echoed in the training camp, waking up all the recruits from their sleep!

They sat up from the bed in a daze, glanced at the still dark night outside the window, and at the clock hanging on the wall, it was now three o'clock in the morning...

"Everyone, gather at the playground within 3 minutes."

Lin Qiye's calm voice echoed in the dormitory through the radio.

"Are there any mistakes? It's only three o'clock! The rooster hasn't woken up yet?"

"What time did we go to bed?"

"The lights were turned off at nine o'clock last night, but we will go to bed after playing again, about ten o'clock?"

"Then I only slept for five hours!"

"Hurry up! Change clothes and go to the playground!"

"Isn't 3 minutes too urgent?"

"..."