I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

"right."

"Do you have proof?"

"Isn't that proof that we myths suddenly appeared in your world?"

"..." Lin Qiye rubbed the corners of his eyes, suddenly felt... what Merlin said seemed to make sense.

"But if the world we live in is false, does that mean we are false?" Li Yifei couldn't help but ask.

"Yes." Merlin nodded as a matter of course.

"In this case, how can your false existence question the authenticity of the world?" Li Yifei paused, "As you just said, fish will not question creatures outside the ocean, and two-dimensional creatures will not question the reality of the world." Will question the world outside the plane...

So, when you start to question that the world is false, is your very existence... still false? "

When Mei Lin heard Li Yifei's words, he was petrified in place like a lightning strike.

The way Lin Qiye looked at Li Yifei changed instantly.

"Do you still understand philosophy?" He leaned into Li Yifei's ear and asked.

"No, I just didn't figure it out." Li Yifei scratched his head.

Lin Qiye glanced at him meaningfully, then turned to look at Merlin, "You said you are a scholar looking for the real world, so have you found it?"

Merlin's eyes once again showed a look of light!

"Found it!" He said firmly, "I don't know how long ago, I used magic to communicate with a certain mysterious plane. Although I don't know where it is, I can vaguely predict that it is the real world!"

"What is that world like?"

"It seems to be on the bottom of the sea. There are all kinds of small houses in it, some in the shape of pineapples, some in the shape of human heads, there are shops selling strange food, and there seems to be a strange yellow cube..."

Merlin began to recall what he saw and heard at that time, his eyes widened and his body began to twitch unconsciously...

Lin Qiye frowned, realizing that things were not simple, and took Li Yifei back half a step silently.

"The real world... I saw the real world!!" Merlin danced wildly with excitement, the calmness and wisdom in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by a strange madness.

His body twisted violently, and after a while, he turned into a pink starfish.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the staff beside the chair turned into a fishing net, and quickly ran to Lin Qiye's side, dancing with his arms and legs.

"SpongeBob!!

Let's go catch jellyfish! "

Pai Daxing Meilin circled around Lin Qiye a few times, and then quickly ran out of the ward with the fishing net, and started running in the yard. As he ran, he jumped up, the fishing net in his hand danced wildly, as if he was catching with something invisible.

Suddenly, he saw Nyx sitting in a daze on the rocking chair...

"Boss ruffian! Boss ruffian! Are you here too?" Sending big star Merlin to Nyx's side, he asked cheerfully.

Nix stared blankly at the pink unknown object, lost in thought...

A moment later, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, hugged Pai Daxing Merlin into her arms, and said with tears in her eyes:

"You... are you my grandson too?!"

"Boss Ruffian!!"

"Grandson!"

"Boss Ruffian!!"

"Grandson, grandma is here!"

"..."

The two who witnessed everything on the second floor...

Lin Qiye: (?????)?

Li Yifei: (?????)

"I think, I probably know where his illness is..." Lin Qiye watched this scene silently, and said quietly.

"How should I put it..." Li Yifei scratched his head, "It looks a little inexplicably touching..."

Lin Qiye pushed the flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a doctor's tone:

"During the long process of exploration, the 'real world' has become Merlin's inner demon. In order to find it, Merlin used prophecy and magic countless times, and finally created some strange magic circle, which connected the so-called 'real world'. The real world', and teleported his consciousness to the past...

Whether that world was the 'real world' I don't know, but there's no doubt that it had some sort of strange effect on his psychic awareness, which eventually led to insanity. "

"Then what should we do?" Li Yifei felt a little headache.

"...I don't know." Lin Qiye shook his head. After all, he is not a real psychiatrist. Although he can reason about what happened, he really doesn't know how to treat it.

Do you want to go to the Sunshine Mental Hospital again and repeat the old tricks?But now that it's Chinese New Year, those doctors in the psychiatry department will probably be on vacation, right?

Lin Qiye looked at the frisky Meilin below, and sighed slowly.

"Before mentioning the real world, he was relatively normal, and now this should only be a short-term symptom... In short, go and inject him with some sedatives to see if he can return to his original state first. This is too much trouble."

"Who is going?"

"What do you say?"

"..."

A certain humble nurse who was oppressed by the black-hearted boss sighed and walked towards the medicine room alone.

After a long while, Li Yifei carried a big syringe and ran around chasing Pai Daxing Mei Lin, and Nix followed closely behind, shouting:

"Xiao Fei! That's your brother, you can't hit him so hard!"

The three of them chased in the yard for a while, and finally Li Yifei managed to inject the tranquilizer into Mei Lin's body, and the latter became quiet immediately, turned back into a human form, swayed on the road for a while, and sat down on the ground with a thud.

Li Yifei sat on the ground equally tired, panting heavily.

"This job...is too tiring!"

Lin Qiye stepped forward, checked Merlin's state, and found that his consciousness was only a little fuzzy, which should be the sequelae of the confusion just now, and there was nothing serious about it.

Although Merlin's illness is serious, it won't last for a long time. At least when he doesn't mention the real world, he can still communicate normally, so there is no need to worry too much. The main problem now is to think of a treatment method first.

He patted Li Yifei on the shoulder, "Take care of them, I'll go first."

Then, under Li Yifei's resentful eyes, Lin Qiye disappeared behind the hospital door.

……

early morning.

Lin Qiye woke up leisurely from the bed, raised his eyes and looked out of the window, at some point, the window was already covered in white.

"It snowed so heavily last night?" Lin Qiye muttered, walked to the window, and stopped to look from a distance.

The street outside was already white, and there were still large flakes of snow slowly falling from the sky, condensing on the edge of the window, and gradually melting.

In Cangnan, such heavy snow is rare.

Just as Lin Qiye was about to wash up, he suddenly stopped, looked back to the corner of the house, and let out a light sigh.

In the corner, I saw a little gray mouse lying there quietly, motionless.

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"mouse?"

Lin Qiye frowned slightly, and just as he was about to make a move, the mouse swayed and quickly got into the small crack in the corner.

It turns out that this kind of big house also attracts mice...

Lin Qiye shook his head slightly, without thinking too much, pushed the door and left.

"Wake up so early?" Wen Qimo, who was still lying on the sofa, was awakened by his door opening, and yawned lazily.

"I got used to it in the camp."

Lin Qiye walked down the stairs, only to find that the door of Hongying's room had already been opened, and asked in surprise:

"Where's Miss Hongying?"

"She got up earlier than you, and she's practicing guns in the backyard now." Wen Qimo turned over and covered her head with a blanket, "You guys got up earlier than the other, and you're keeping people from sleeping... this It's only past five o'clock, hello."

Lin Qiye: ...

It's not that Lin Qiye likes to get up early, the six months in the camp really formed the habit for him, every day before dawn, he was called by the whistle, and there were even two or three o'clock in the morning to pull him up for training... Being able to sleep until after five o'clock in one breath is already thankful.

Lin Qiye stepped lightly and walked into the backyard.

A girl in a white training suit held a long gun and tied a high black ponytail. She danced quickly in the empty courtyard like a frightened bird. The bright red spikes of the gun left long marks in the air, and the wind howled.

As if sensing Lin Qiye's arrival, Hongying's figure floated to the ground lightly, she put away her gun sassyly, and walked towards him with a smile.

"woke up?"

"Um."

"Is that pig on the couch awake?"

"Maybe not……"

"Leave him alone, let's go, my sister will make you some breakfast, and after eating, go to the street to buy vegetables." Hongying seemed to have thought of something, licked her lips,

"It's been a long time since you went to the training camp, I haven't tasted the cooking skills of the captain, but tonight is a blessing, hehehe..."

"Sister Hongying, do you get up so early every day to practice guns?" Lin Qiye asked suspiciously.

"That's right." Hongying nodded, "The master said that if you don't practice martial arts for a day, you will go back to practice for a hundred days. Since I started learning guns, I got up early every day to practice guns. I have persisted for 12 years."

"12 years?" Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, "So... how old are you, Sister Hongying?"

Hongying's age has always been a mystery. Judging from her appearance, she should be about the same age as Lin Qiye, at most two or three years older than Lin Qiye. That is to say, she has been practicing guns since she was about eight years old?

Hongying stuck out her tongue, and said angrily, "How can you ask a girl's age casually? I won't tell you!"

Lin Qiye walked into the room with Hongying helplessly, and the latter kicked Wen Qimo awake on the sofa, then turned and walked into the kitchen to get busy.

About ten minutes later, a sumptuous breakfast was put on the dining table. Si Xiaonan, who had been sleeping in the house, was also dragged up by Hongying. One hundred unwilling people sat at the dining table, half asleep and half awake, eating Finished breakfast.

After eating, Hongying, Lin Qiye and Si Xiaonan went out to buy groceries, leaving only Wen Qimo at home with a sad face to wash the dishes, completely reduced to a tool man.