I studied beheading in a mental institution

Hearing this sentence, Mr. Zhao froze in place.

"I, I...why?"

"It's not a stranger to kill a cow with three punches, wait until you can kill ten with one punch." Wu Quan said lightly.

Mr. Zhao was about to say something more, but a mysterious force suddenly blocked his mouth. Like a marionette, he automatically turned around and walked to another street. No matter how hard he tried, nothing happened. Can't break free.

After persuading a man named Zhao to leave, Wu Quan walked up to the young man surnamed Hu, "What ability do you have?"

The young man opened his mouth and said something in a low voice, Wu Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, he looked at the young man carefully,

"Do you know that if you lie here, you will be beheaded?"

"...I, I know."

Wu Quan nodded, passed by the young man directly, and began to ask the next person.

Following Wu Quan's pre-screening, the queue shrunk by half immediately, but the young man walked into the courtyard smoothly after only half a stick of incense.

Under the guidance of a soldier, he walked through the spotless front yard, and finally stopped in front of a study room. At this moment, there was only one person in front of him, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet

Boom-!

A muffled loud noise came from the study, and even the ground under his feet shook violently, startling him.

Then the courtyard fell into dead silence again.

For some reason, standing in front of this study, the young man's heart suddenly became tense.

"You." A soldier came out of the study and waved to the young man, "Come in."

The young man clenched his sweaty palms, took a deep breath, and stepped into it.

……

Inside the study.

Lin Qiye leaned back on the chair, rubbing the corners of his eyes wearily, and sighing.

He originally thought that it would be easy to screen out strangers for the Zhenxie Division, but he overlooked one point. The communication technology in this era is very underdeveloped, and when Zhenxie Division was founded, there were only a few people. The night watchman was so precise in finding aliens, and secretly let them join the organization...

In this era, if one wants to quickly gather a group of strangers, the only way to spread the news that Huo Qubing is about to set up the Zhenxie Division is to let the world know. To Chang'an.

But the problem with doing this is, how do these common people know what a stranger is?

Lin Qiye has been screening here for three full days, meeting thousands of people who come here every day. Some of them can smash boulders in their chests, some can swallow swords with their mouths open, and some can shave the scales of a perch in ten seconds. ...The most outrageous thing was that a man who claimed to be the ten daughters of one night, insisted on bringing his ten concubines to see Lin Qiye, saying that he wanted to put on a show for him.

For three whole days, there were not even ten strangers who could really join Zhenxie Division.

And Lin Qiye was almost physically and mentally exhausted by their acrobatics...

At this moment, a young man in dark blue clothes slowly walked into the study room. His body was covered with dust and his eyes were somewhat cautious. He lowered his head and secretly glanced at Lin Qiye behind the desk. He was suddenly stunned. in place.

"Benefactor?!" The young man said in shock.

"Huh? It's you." Lin Qiye propped his head with one hand, and said leisurely, "Your name...what's your name?"

"My name is Hu Jia." The young man immediately said respectfully, but his heart was full of doubts.

He knew the man behind the desk. He was kicked out of the house in the early years. When he was wandering around, he lived in an abandoned shabby house in the wilderness for a while. Thought the house was abandoned by someone else.

But he never expected that after he stayed for two days, the owner of the house came back, and he was caught as a thief.

The owner of the house is a hunter named Zhang San. When he was hunting in the mountains, the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and he came back after being sleepy for several days. He was supposed to drag him to the Yamen, but after hearing about his past, he still showed kindness. Let him live in the house for a few days, and give him some clothes and food.

It was because of Zhang San's charity that he was able to survive the cold winter. Before he left, he kowtowed several times to Zhang San, and regarded him as his savior, and always remembered it in his heart...

Time flies, so many years have passed, when he returned to that dilapidated house, Zhang San was gone. He thought he would have no chance to repay his kindness in this life, but he unexpectedly met his benefactor here again!

"Engong, why are you here?" Hu Jia said in surprise and joy.

"Why am I here, I'll explain later, let's talk about you first." Lin Qiye raised his pen and glanced at him, "Are you a stranger? What's so special about you?"

Hu Jia said truthfully, "Grandfather, to be honest, I... I can enter the spirit of others."

"Enter other people's spirits? What is the method of entry?" Hearing this description, Lin Qiye became interested. This seemed to be another true stranger.

Hu Jia hesitated for a moment, then untied a Xun from his waist, and said seriously:

"Grandpa, can I demonstrate it for you?"

Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Hu Jia put the Xun to his lips, slowly closed his eyes, and a melodious music sounded, like a gentle breeze in spring, which made people feel happy.

While the music was melodious, Lin Qiye stared at Hu Jia in front of him, and suddenly, a faint movement came from the depths of his mind.

Lin Qiye groaned lightly, and at the same time, Hu Jia's brows were tightly furrowed, beads of sweat the size of beans slipped from the corners of his forehead.

His mental strength is too strong, so he can't go in...

Seeing this, Lin Qiye quickly removed his mental power protection, and let the strange movement float into his mind,

The next moment, the environment around him changed, and he was already in a white world.

This world seemed endless, extending in all directions. Lin Qiye was still sitting on that chair. Opposite him, Hu Jia stopped playing and slowly put down the xun in his hand.

"Ben Gong, this is my ability." Hu Jia said.

"Here is my spiritual world?" Lin Qiye looked around and nodded slightly, "Very good, what can you do here?"

Hu Jia waved his hand lightly, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly. Modern high-rise buildings rose from the ground under the two of them. The sound of car horns resounded in the sky. Under countless flashing neon signs, Lin Qiye was sitting there A wooden chair is already in the center of the zebra crossing!

"This is... Cangnan?!" Lin Qiye was shocked when he saw this familiar street.