I studied beheading in a mental institution

A ray of golden light fell from the sky and landed in the Le Tan Mountain, transforming into the figures of five people.

"I'm back..." An Qingyu looked around with the black coffin on his back, and sighed, looking a little regretful.

"Why, haven't you stayed in Heaven enough?" Lin Qiye laughed.

"Give me a little more time, and I should be able to build the aura model faster. Now that I have no reference when I return to the mortal world, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to manually calculate the model."

"..."

Lin Qiye ignored An Qingyu's complaints, checked the direction, and was about to leave when the phone rang suddenly.

Lin Qiye touched his body subconsciously, only then remembered that his mobile phone was still in Yaochi, he looked in the direction of the voice, An Qingyu took out his mobile phone, and connected the call:

"Hey?"

"..."

"Well, I'm Anqingyu."

"..."

"Okay, I know."

An Qingyu hung up the phone.

"who is it?"

"It's the headquarters." An Qingyu replied truthfully, "They said, let us go to the headquarters before leaving, Commander Zuo has something to tell us."

"Does he know where we're going?"

Lin Qiye froze for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully. Strictly speaking, the [Night Curtain] team belongs to the night watchman force in the mortal world. Even the Heavenly Court has no right to directly mobilize them. When Caleb went to pick up the things, most likely he had already contacted Commander Zuo.

"Okay, let's go for a walk then."

In the intercity, Lin Qiye and others are not easy to use their abilities, and Michael's space flicker seems a bit too ostentatious. After hesitating, Shen Qingzhu stretched out his hand and pointed to the taxi parked on the side of the road not far away. .

"We can drive that." Shen Qingzhu said, "That car is now Baili."

After listening to An Qingyu and others' explanation, Lin Qiye couldn't laugh or cry for a while. He quickly got into the car and sat in the driver's seat. An Qingyu and Shen Qingzhu sat in the back seat at the same time, put the coffin into the trunk, and One co-driver was left for Michael.

At this moment, Michael was standing alone beside the taxi, staring at the car door in front of him, motionless, as if he was thinking about how to use this thing.

"Get in the car." Seeing Michael standing outside the door, Lin Qiye reminded him again without moving.

Michael pondered for a moment, imitating the actions of Lin Qiye and others, grabbed the doorknob, and pulled it lightly.

Stab it--!

He tore open the entire car door and held it in his hand.

As if realizing that his procedure was different from that of Lin Qiye and others, Michael frowned, and sat in the passenger driver with a blank expression on his face. With a flash of golden light in his right hand holding the door, the door was repaired intact as before.

"Let's go." Michael said lightly.

The mountain breeze blew through the open car window, and the three people in the car opened their mouths wide in shock...

……

An hour later, the vehicle stopped at the gate of the Night Watchman headquarters.

Lin Qiye got out of the car, led everyone to the office of the commander-in-chief of the night watchmen, and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Zuo Qing's voice came from behind the door, Lin Qiye pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing Lin Qiye and others coming in, Zuo Qing raised his eyebrows while reviewing the documents. When his eyes fell on the last blond figure and met those melting furnace-like eyes, his heart trembled , quickly looked away.

He pondered for a moment, looked at Michael's eyebrows, and nodded slightly:

"welcome."

Lin Qiye and others knew in their hearts that these two words were definitely not meant for themselves, so they didn't say anything. After a while, Michael behind him hummed lightly.

Zuo Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his gaze to Lin Qiye, "How is your recovery?"

"It's nothing serious." Lin Qiye smiled.

Zuo Qing nodded, "Thanks to you for the matter of the God's Monument of Zhenguo, fortunately you were fine, otherwise my night watchman will lose another general... In view of your performance this time, a personal Xinghai Medal is not lost Yes, the relevant procedures are still being processed here, and the results should be available soon, but now time is tight, let's get down to business first."

Zuo Qing took out a document from his desk and placed it on the table, his expression became serious:

"About your mission this time, Heavenly Court has already contacted the headquarters, and I will issue it to you personally, but some of the details of the mission involve myths and secrets, even me and the Great Xia Gods don't know the details. Yeah, you might have to ask that one."

Lin Qiye and others followed Zuo Qing's gaze, and at the same time looked at Michael who stood silent at the end.

"Let me briefly say that your task this time is to follow this person to retrieve an item." Zuo Qing said slowly, "This item is called [Ark of the Covenant]."

"[Ark of the Covenant]?" Hearing the name, Lin Qiye asked in surprise, "Is it a cabinet?"

"Perhaps, we don't know exactly what its body looks like." Zuo Qing glanced at Michael again, and continued, "However, this thing carries the creation god of the Western Holy Cult, Yelandel. The hidden treasure is rumored to be hidden in the Holy Kingdom of the Western Holy Cult, and your goal is to bring it back intact."

Yeland?

Hearing these three words, Lin Qiye's pupils shrank slightly, and instantly thought of the sixth patient he had just released.

The mission this time is actually to find the secret treasure he left behind?

"I understand." Lin Qiye nodded.

Although I don't know what the so-called "Ark of the Covenant" looks like, and I don't know where it is, but since it belongs to the Western Holy Church, Michael should know it best. With him leading the way, it shouldn't be difficult to find it.

"Besides that, there is one more thing." Zuo Qing said again, "This matter has nothing to do with Daxia God, but it has a close relationship with Daxia..."

Zuo Qing paused, and continued: "I hope that you can find Zhou Ping's whereabouts by the way when you enter the mist this time."

"Senior Sword Saint?!"

Everyone present except Michael, all stared wide-eyed.

"What's up with him?"

"Before you disappeared from the mist, Zhou Ping left Daxia to look for your traces." Zuo Qing sat back in his office chair and said helplessly,

"In the beginning, he would come back once a year. In the first year, he went to Asgard, but he didn't find you; in the second year, he went to Sun City in Egypt, but he didn't find you either... Calculate the time, the distance between the return this year It has been almost half a year, and you have all returned, but you still haven't seen him.

I speculate that he should have encountered something in the mist.

Now that the all-out war of gods has begun, there are dangers and chaos in the fog, and if he stays overseas, something will happen to him... We night watchmen are now only you [Night Curtain] who have the ability to walk freely in the fog, and only you can find Him, bring him back. "