I work hard in a mental hospital

In the Japanese circle, there is a Japanese-style courtyard house in the wind festival.

In the sunny, bright and spacious main hall, seven figures wrapped in mummies were sitting around an exquisite coffee table.

There is a cup of light green tea in front of them, and the steam rises up, and the tea fragrance permeates.

Beside the tea table, a girl in a black cherry blossom kimono was kneeling obediently. Her eyes were curious, and her eyes frequently fell on Wang Mian, who looked like a middle-aged uncle.

"...Brother Wang Mian, tell me more about Brother Qiye, I really want to know~" Yurina said with a playful look.

Taking a sip of tea and moistening his throat, Wang Mian was helpless, racking his brains to continue thinking.

For this savior, Wang Mian will always try his best to meet her expectations.

He thought in his heart, after finishing the training of recruits, he should talk about the [Night Curtain] team returning to Beijing to receive an honor.

"Well, let's do it like this!" Wang Mian nodded firmly, looked at the rest of the [Masked] team bound as mummies, and said:
"Don't just listen to me alone, you can also add something."

Hearing his team leader's words, tied into a whirlpool of mummy, he covered his face in embarrassment, and refused to say anything.

After all, Lin Nan and Lin Qiye among the new recruits were too perverted, and he made a fool of himself a lot.

And Tian Ping has always been taciturn, not good at words, and is a silent gourd.

On the contrary, Qiangwei and Yuegui fell into memory. After thinking for a while, the two of them, with proud expressions on their faces, joined Wang Mian's narration of the story, adding bit by bit.

Beside the coffee table, Yurina, wearing a light pink hairpin, had a sweet smile on her face, listening to the stories told by Wang Mian, Qiangwei, and Moon Ghost.

That was her favorite brother Qiye, his legendary adventure in Daxia...

"...That's it, the [Night Curtain] team led by Qiye completed the award ceremony in Shangjing City." After Wang Mian finished telling the story, he swallowed two sips of tea, showing admiration between his brows.

If he remembers correctly, the two special teams [Night Curtain] and [Dawn] are the fastest to achieve the "Xinghai" level of merit since the establishment of all special teams.

It's really scary for young people, it's extremely exaggerated!

Qiangwei and Yuegui also echoed from the side, and their words were full of praise for [Night Curtain] and [Dawn].

For the special teams established by these two rising rookies, they agree with them very much and have always supported them vigorously.

When she came back to her senses, Yurina's little face was full of excitement and excitement, she nodded with unsatisfactory intentions, and said:
"Thank you brother and sister for saying so much, it's getting late, you guys have a good rest.

Takibai should be back soon, I'll cook first~"

Saying that, the pretty girl stood up, waved her hand and left.

Beside the coffee table, the seven mummies nodded slightly and watched the girl leave with a smile on their faces.

A moment later, at the entrance of the luxurious Fengji family courtyard, a figure in a light blue robe appeared.

The black-clothed bodyguards standing on the left and right sides of the door, when they saw the person coming, immediately went forward respectfully and said:

"Mr. Wu Xiangnan, the young master has given you an order. If you come, just go in and don't need to report."

"Well, thank you." Wu Xiangnan nodded slightly, thanked him, and walked straight into the courtyard of Fengji's family.

Walking towards the main hall where the [Masquerade] team is located, he muttered to himself, "The first room in the south..."

After turning a corner, Wu Xiangnan looked moved, and his eyes fell on the seven mummies in the main hall.

He froze for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Wang Mian?"

Among the mummies sitting around the coffee table, a "mummy" with less bandages turned his head suddenly, with a look of shock flashing in his pupils.

"Wu Xiangnan!" Wang Mian's voice was a little hoarse, and he shouted in disbelief, his eyes showed a sense of intimacy.

The rest of the mummies also turned their heads blankly, looking at Wu Xiangnan who was wearing a blue robe. They had never imagined that they would meet their colleagues among the night watchmen when they wandered to Japan in a strange way.

And he was also the undead swordsman in the former special team [Blue Rain]!
Nothing could be more reassuring than that.

In Shangjing City, somewhere on the top of a snow mountain.

"...Okay, then this matter is settled, I will be in charge of communicating with God Da Xia, and you will be in charge of communicating with Seraphim Michael.

Once all the details are finalized, let's get started! "

The old king's face showed an expression of excitement and excitement, looking at Lin Nan, he said word by word.

"Well, let's split up and try to complete the contact with all parties as soon as possible." Lin Nan nodded and responded seriously and seriously.

At the end of the discussion, the old king faced him and couldn't wait to get in touch. His figure shook suddenly and disappeared somewhere in the void.

Watching the other party leave, Lin Nan's face became serious, not as relaxed and comfortable as before.

In his dark and bright eyes, there was a cyan ray of immortal energy, and he looked out towards the east.

With the surge of spiritual power in Lin Nan's body, a kind of mysterious and mysterious sight shuttled rapidly, covering thousands of kilometers in the blink of an eye, and landed on a cloud that was speeding at a high speed.

The orange-yellow cloud was extremely fast, flying across the endless sea, and shuttled through the gray mist. Six figures and a black ice coffin could be faintly seen on it.

The cyan fairy sword emits a faint cyan light, covering the entire somersault cloud, isolating the fog in the space, and protecting the safety of the [Night Curtain] team.

Thanks to the astonishing coercion emanating from the cyan fairy sword and the exaggerated speed of Lin Qiye's [Somersault Cloud].

[Night Curtain] The members of the team shuttled through the vast mist, and did not encounter a "mysterious" attack from abroad, and they came all the way smoothly.

Since it was a suggestion given by the God of Magic, Lin Qiye attached great importance to it, and spared no expense in urging somersault cloud with all his strength, trying to get to the "Japanese circle" earlier.

Thick mist rolled over, and the surface of the sea was turbulent. When it arrived at the original location of Tokyo, Japan, [Somersault Cloud] slowly stopped under Lin Qiye's deliberate control.

They circled and searched along the sea area where some household garbage was floating.

After searching for a long time, the green fairy sword on Lin Qiye's waist suddenly shone brightly.

As the blue light came on, the blade of the sword exploded with a tyrannical attraction, covering all members of the [Night Curtain] team.

I saw that the hovering [Somersault Cloud] turned into a ball of blue light, fell straight from the sky, and submerged into the sea in a flash.

In the quiet deep sea, the phantom of the eight-foot mirror with a corner missing slowly floated.

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Due to being too sleepy, last night's Chapter 2 was not updated in time, and I will try to make up for it tonight!
ps: The new book has to be updated, my brain is trembling...