I studied beheading in a mental institution

The autumn rain is slightly cool.

Under the cloudy sky, a figure was sitting on the muddy ground, pale stone monuments surrounded them like a forest, and the drizzle hit the dead leaves all over the ground, making a dull rattling sound.

The cemetery of the night watchmen in Shangjing City is much larger than that in Cangnan City. This is not because the status of the night watchmen in Shangjing City is high, but simply because there are too many tombstones here, which are almost three times that of Cangnan City. If the cemetery is not enlarged, it will not be able to accommodate so many steles.

Lin Qiye stood outside the cemetery, looking at the trembling figure engraved in the forest of steles, with a complicated expression on his face.

"It's the first time I've seen him cry like this."

"Fang Mo is a temperamental child. Although he hasn't been with them for a long time, his affection for the 006 team is no less than that of Li Zhenzhen." Chen Han sighed.

"Where's Li Zhenzhen? How's it going?"

"She's still awake, Xu Liao is taking care of her."

They watched Li Zhenzhen cry and faint in front of the five coffins with their own eyes. Even though Lin Qiye and others tried their best to comfort her, it didn't work. Li Zhenzhen grew up with the members of the 006 team and regarded them as family members Seeing them lying on the ground in cold coffins, they couldn't bear this kind of blow at all.

Lin Qiye nodded slightly, looked at the figure engraving the stele in the cemetery, and said nothing.

Today, the remains of all the night watchmen who died on the front line should have been sent to the garrisons of the various teams... How many places should such a scene be staged?

How many people will be like Li Zhenzhen and Fang Mo today, Lin Qiye doesn't know,

But he knows that after today, there will be a large number of young night watchmen in Daxia, who will usher in a transformation.

On the gravel path outside the cemetery, a figure walked towards the cemetery in a daze. Li Zhenzhen's face was extremely pale and her eyes were red. She wore her dark red cloak and walked step by step towards the cemetery in the autumn rain.

"woke up?"

"...Well." Li Zhenzhen said hoarsely, "I want to carve a monument for them..."

Lin Qiye looked at her haggard and weak appearance, and sighed, "Go, Fang Mo is already inside."

Li Zhenzhen staggered into the cemetery with her back, and sat down beside Fang Mo, unaware of the coldness of the autumn rain, she picked up the carving knife and began to carve on the stone tablet little by little.

Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen carved the tombstones very slowly. It was the first time for them to see their seniors off, and they moved their knives very carefully. By the time the five tombstones were carved, it was already late at night.

"I'm sorry..." Chen Han smiled bitterly, "Today's dinner, I guess I can only take a simple bite..."

Originally, Chen Han planned to arrange a big meal for Lin Qiye and the others to celebrate their triumphant return from the battlefield, but in this situation, the celebration banquet is definitely not possible.

"It's okay, I have already asked Cao Yuan and Jiang Er to start cooking noodles. These two children have been engraving the stele for a long time, so they should be very hungry." Lin Qiye said.

"Thank you."

When everyone returned to the courtyard, several bowls of steaming egg noodles were already placed on the small table under the eaves. Cao Yuan took off his apron and nodded slightly to Lin Qiye.

Although Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen had been busy all afternoon, neither of them had much appetite, but under Lin Qiye's "force", they still sat down at the table obediently and began to eat noodles.

Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, Chen Han, and Xu Liao took their seats one after another.

The autumn rain in the middle of the night was even more cool. In the huge courtyard, six people sat on a small Eight Immortals table, and it didn't feel crowded, but there was a feeling of emptiness and loneliness.

You know, the last time they gathered here for dinner, there were so many people that they couldn't even sit at a long table. There were sixteen or seven people, and the lively chatter and laughter could turn over the roof.

But now, there are also two teams, but there is no more excitement and noise at that time.

Fang Mo finished eating the noodles in the bowl in silence, put the chopsticks gently on the table, remained silent for a long time, and then said: "Lord Qiye...can I ask you something?"

"You said."

"How can I become a member of the special team?"

Lin Qiye snapped his chopsticks, and he looked at Fang Mo in surprise, "You want to join the special team? Why?"

"I... don't want to stand behind others anymore." Fang Mo slowly clenched his hands on his knees, "In this war, I have been hiding behind Daxia. I was sent back after failing to participate in the battle... I know it's because you want to protect me, but this feeling is really uncomfortable.

I am also a night watchman. Although I am not strong enough, I don't want to be guarded at the end like a child...

I'm not saying it's bad to be a night watchman stationed in the city, I just want to do more things like you.At critical times, be the first to stand up and be the one standing in front of everyone. "

"Me too." Li Zhenzhen put down his chopsticks and said equally seriously, "I have stayed in Shangjing for more than ten years, and this place is like my home. If I stay at home, I will never be really strong...

I want to go out and see. "

Lin Qiye stared at Li Zhenzhen and Fang Mo, their eyes were extremely firm, this was definitely not a temporary idea, it should have been discussed by the two during the process of engraving the stele.

"It's a little difficult for two people to enter the special team together." Cao Yuan said after thinking, "Now the [Phoenix] team has eight members, and no new members will be accepted. Our team can join, but Our duties are still too dangerous for you..."

Hearing these words, Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen's expressions dimmed at the same time.

At this moment, the silent Lin Qiye suddenly said, "Actually, it's not impossible."

"Master Qiye, are you willing to take us in?" Fang Mo's eyes lit up.

"No." Lin Qiye shook his head, "I mean, since you all want to be members of a special team... why don't you form a team yourself?"

Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen froze in place at the same time.

"The [Masquerade] team is destroyed. There is no special team under the number 004. You can build a team by yourself, start from scratch, and approach the special team little by little... just like us before." Lin Qiye's eyes In it, a touch of nostalgia emerged.

"But... With our current strength, can we really form a special team by ourselves?" Fang Mo asked with some concern.

"What's wrong? When [Night Curtain] was first formed, my strength was not as good as yours." Lin Qiye smiled slightly, "Strength can be improved quickly. The more you experience, the more you will grow. faster.

You are the agent of the Great Xia Golden Immortal, and you carry the soul of the white tiger on your body, enough to be the captain of a special team. "