After the global recovery I crossed

When the sun's light flooded the mountains and plains, Lin Xingtao changed from an angel to a strange creature and fell from the sky again. Naia stepped forward to catch him with his arms, and took him all the way back to the psychiatric hospital where the foundation is located.

Maybe it was because Lin Xingtao was always twisting and trying to jump off him on the road, so he simply found a piece of cloth to cover Lin Xingtao's whole body, and while pressing down hard, he warned: "Don't try to ride on the slide."

When he arrived at the foundation, Lin Xingtao heard him violently drive away the original contents of Room 003, instructing the personnel to rearrange the room, and when everything was completed, he told a joke like a humorous but inappropriate human being: "Everyone, This is Mickey Mouse Clubhouse."

No one laughed, so he pointed at Lin Xingtao and announced loudly: "This is God, human beings. Cover your eyes but open your mouths wide. You should tell jokes and nice words to please Him!" After a while, Nai Ya's breath was close at hand, he asked Lin Xingtao with a nonchalant smile, "Why, don't you tell jokes like this?"

Lin Xingtao suddenly thought of the time he used to make others happy in Poguanli and Luowangfu, and the "beautiful boy" he said wittily in front of Wenqin—he felt that Naia was beating around the bush and laughing at him.

He opened his mouth wide to bite Naia - this is impossible, Lin Xingtao has long been a steady god, and it was the fleshy ball who made this kind of action - now Lin Xingtao is like watching the viscount's mansion through Louis's body In the past, he hadn't reached the time to control this body, and it wasn't him who wanted to jump off before.

Naia didn't avoid the bite, and he didn't know where he was bitten. He exhaled a low tone from his nasal cavity, and when Lin Xingtao let go, he put Lin Xingtao on a soft cushion, and then began to walk around Lin Xingtao in big circles. .

While circling, he clapped his hands vigorously, bright red blood flowed from the wound, and countless dizzying words of praise flowed from his mouth.

Words such as:

"Imagine the stars in the eternal night outside the window! They are the shining souls of the gods and gods. They blink at the roof where you live all the time. You can also watch all this from the open window of your residence. If you want To pluck the fragrance of an orchard garden at dawn or to walk in the sun through a square sprayed with colorful fountains, then reach out to the sky and pull the stars of souls into the abyss where the gods are, even if the next dusk falls, Use your charm to make them curl up in that cold place forever without feeling abrupt!"

After listening to such a long sequence, Lin Xingtao let out a terrifying scream that shocked the world, and the members of the Foundation who stayed in the room followed their doctor chattering in trembling voices: "Ah... the existence of light... flapping its wings The journey across the void... the chaos and fog reshape the god's form..." Some people swallowed and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you, have you been deceived by something and scared?"

Immediately, Naia let out a contrived sneer, and simply kicked out all the people who tried to treat Lin Xingtao in the same way as the contained objects.

Since then, Lin Xingtao has maintained the posture of being covered with a cloth and lying on the cushion, listening to Naia's passionate praise in this room every day, no one else came to his side, and occasionally a strange breath glanced from the window , and then hurried away.

Lin Xingtao always thought that Naia's praises were endless, just like the rumors that he praised his mindless master.Lin Xingtao went from serious distinction at the beginning to indifference later, in this state until one day he found that Naia did not turn around, but sat down, laughed and read a special text.

"When human beings look up at the universe, they sometimes see the truth of the world, which comes from the universe, transcends the realm of light and darkness, and reaches the unstoppable void." He slowly turned the pages of the book, and moved the other hand as usual. Reaching into Buri, he searched for the flying white granulation and stroked it, "They will see the soul of the gods, the soul of the invisible player, the great Nyarlathotep. Haha."

His fingers moved upwards, caressing around Lin Xingtao's neck, paused, and then lifted the cloth.

"The human incarnation of Nyarlathotep is usually a dark-skinned, tall, thin man with a hearty smile. When everyone who has lived through Cthulhu mythology knows this incarnation, then this incarnation will be meaningless. "He said, moving Lin Xingtao to his knees, "Huh? You don't think so, I can see your disapproval from your eyes, Lin Xingtao, you love the incarnation of human beings and will always be against the God of Many Faces." I am not harsh or resentful, at least this human incarnation has been favored by you and some humans—the names of those humans do not need to be mentioned.”

When he was talking, Lin Xingtao realized that he was lying in a huge cradle before. If Naia's praises day and night were actually telling stories for the newborn gods, then he obviously didn't realize that his noise disturbed him. The most important sleep for a newborn—not to mention that Lin Xingtao realized that he was reciting his own deeds in those stories—he was clearly praising himself.

Lin Xingtao started to jump, but this time the jump was not stopped, Naia showed a thoughtful look, and let Lin Xingtao try to break through the gate.

Suddenly he stood up from the chair next to the cradle, quickly passed by Lin Xingtao, opened the door, and immediately put his foot against the door, locking Lin Xingtao who was about to throw himself out in the room.

He revealed the charming and handsome face of a dark god on the transparent part above the door, but his expression was not as arrogant as that of the black pharaoh, but he reminded gently: "I have to go to a faraway place to attend a funeral , you stay here, and when someone beats the drum, blows the trumpet, and lights the torch, I will come back to you with a gift—in the name of Dr. Lin, I will declare that it is not a bag of yellow oranges— Maybe it's the apple the gods love—except for your mother who kept you at home all day when you were young, and I hope you're looking forward to another return."

He then directed to the researchers of the foundation who surrounded him: "You don't have the ability to please the gods, unless you turn your nostrils into a heart shape to point at him who is prostrate and rolling on the ground..."

The voice gradually faded away, and several researchers praised: "Dr. Lin's cold jokes are getting better and better."

"Remember the expression that M posted in the chat group?"

"You mean that 'even the nostrils are the shape of loving you'?"

They talked and laughed easily.At this time, Lin Xingtao found that he could move freely.

He shouted: "Nia!!!"

What sounded was the crazy neighing that settled in the horror tune. Lin Xingtao’s voice reached several universes in an instant. It was high, violent, and enough to crush the brain. Shocked by the horror that human beings could not receive but still conveyed, the people of this universe He involuntarily stopped his movements and the teasing around his mouth, and his fingers spasmed for a moment.

"Did you hear something...something shouting?"

"What's he shouting, is the translatable containment in the Foundation?"

They panicked and turned their eyes to the room the doctor had just left.

They felt that probably, it must be [SUA-003] who was regarded as a treasure by the doctor and could hardly leave him, calling the doctor.

"The doctor left for something. We should contain [SUA-003] according to the data. What does the data say?"

Their spirits became more and more tense. Through the door, they couldn't see the "god" who was "crawling" on the ground, but they could notice the changing atmosphere of the whole room.

This change is vividly produced in their minds, like woodpeckers pecking at rotten wood, ghouls nibbling on tombstones, gods' tentacles knocking politely on doors, and the ticking clock in the room throwing long and short hands At any time, this shadow will turn into arms of different lengths to lift something out, or break open the dead wood, break open the tomb, and wriggle out of the room.

Just as they were thinking this way, the entire sky in the shape of a five-pointed star outside the building suddenly darkened, and a thick gray-white mist flowed down from the sky, as if cream had been poured into a mould.

"Beware of containment breach!!!" the containment experts yelled.

Lin Xingtao stopped knocking on the door with granulation, he listened carefully to people's heavy and dangerous breathing, one of them was particularly clear, as if it had never left Lin Xingtao's ears.

A low, ominous laugh broke out - the voice belonged to Naia, but not the one who claimed to be going "to the funeral", but the one who tempted people to make wild assumptions at the silver spoon gate that one.

He didn't say anything, and seemed to be politely responding to Lin Xingtao's call that he would not get a response from Naia just now with this burst of impolite laughter.

Lin Xingtao turned to look at the room carefully arranged by Naia.

This is a very western room, even if Lin Xingtao's perspective is not right now, he can clearly identify it.

Classical furniture from the 78th and [-]th centuries, the ubiquitous gold wire edging shows the expensive and exquisite furniture; at the same time, this is also a very warm room, with a pile of wooden toys hanging from the top spinning slightly on the cradle and the small bed, Half of the weird sound just now came from here.

The fluffy carpet was spread on the floor until it stopped in front of the writing desk, and the plush toys stuffed under the table were piled together, with a plush dog ear sticking out.

Lin Xingtao was very familiar with this room, of course he was, because it was completely borrowed from the decoration of Louis's room in the Viscount's mansion, and every design permeated the parents' love for their youngest son.

I don't know why Naia arranged this way.

The only difference is probably the photos on the table, which should have been a painting, to be precise, a family portrait, the Viscount, the Viscountess, Audrey, Lucas and Louise, and even the cat Boxer.

Lin Xingtao stretched out a granulation to stick the photo.

Holding the photo in front of him, he couldn't help but smile.

The reason for the laugh is that Nia replaced everyone's face in the family portrait with his own handsome human face — including the dog.

It's a bit domineering.Lin Xingtao stared at the dog with a sarcastic face, and said, "Dog Naia."

The author has something to say: "Xuanzhi—Little Lord Naia—Blessed—Mickey Mouse Wonderful House!"