I studied beheading in a mental institution

The area of ​​these squares is huge, with an average length of 500 meters. At this moment, at the edge of a square area, two night watchmen are standing opposite each other. Pressing their hands on the ground, the rock-hard ground quickly melts and turns into a rolling liquid. Like a square of muddy pool.

A silver metal block was suspended from a helicopter, and it slowly sank into the mud until it was completely submerged. Then the two night watchmen shot again, solidifying the melted ground into a solid state. From the appearance point of view, it was the same as before. .

Before passing through these block areas and arriving at the city wall, at the top of the huge tower made of countless silver metal blocks, a figure in a crimson cloak was engraving patterns on the surface of the metal block alone.

Using a straight knife as a pen and metal as paper, he is like an artist immersed in his own world. With amazing speed and accuracy, he carved complex and magnificent lines on the surface of the metal block, which makes the scalp tingle at a glance... …

As he made the last stroke, he waved his hand to the helicopter in the sky, and the height of the helicopter suddenly rose, and the metal block that had been carved was transported to the Prajna pass next door through the rope.

"It's time for you to take a break." Until then, Guan Zai, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but speak.

"If you continue like this, your divine power will dry up."

"No." Lin Qiye calmly raised his knife and continued to draw on the next piece of metal, "The power of faith of the people of Daxia is getting stronger and stronger, and my divine power is almost endless... Even if I don't use it to engrave the forbidden magic circle, it is still waste."

"Even if the divine power is endless, your spirit will be exhausted... There are still [-] hours before the attack of the restraint system, we still have enough time, there is no need to fight so hard."

"The sooner it is completed, the sooner the border will be stabilized." Lin Qiye raised his head, glanced at Guan Yu who was standing aside, and said slowly,

"Don't worry, I can still stand it... The lives of more than one billion people in Daxia are at stake. If these three passes are not completed, I have no intention of resting."

Guan Zai wanted to persuade him, but when he saw that Lin Qiye had started engraving the forbidden spell again, he shook his head helplessly and walked towards the headquarters.

Lin Qiye didn't notice Guan Zai's departure at all. At this moment, his mind was completely concentrated on the complicated lines under his body. His straight knife scratched the surface of the metal block bit by bit, and the faint light of divine power poured into it. A top forbidden curse is gradually taking shape...

Suddenly, Lin Qiye's figure swayed slightly, and the divine power flowing on the metal block dissipated out of thin air.

He frowned, barely supported his body with the straight knife, beads of sweat overflowed from the corner of his forehead, the picture in front of him was in a trance for a moment, and then slowly returned to normal...

He took a deep breath, wiped off the sweat from his cheeks, concentrated on finishing the forbidden spell, waved his hand to the sky, and the metal block quickly rose up and disappeared into the sky...

"How many pieces are left?" He turned his head and asked the night watchman who was counting.

The night watchman flipped through the form a few times before hesitating to speak,

"And... 930 yuan."

Lin Qiye didn't speak. After a moment of silence, he raised the straight knife again, and carved towards the metal block below him...

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Cangnan City, the shelter.

Zhao Zhengbin was sitting in the lobby, flicking the screen of his mobile phone casually. The large screen in the center of the hall played all the comedy movies in the past 30 years in a loop, causing other onlookers to burst into laughter from time to time.

Zhao Zhengbin has no interest in comedy movies at all, but since the end of the Shenlongguan battle two days ago, the Pioneer Live Studio has basically not broadcast live broadcasts. Basically broadcast everything that can be broadcast, and there is really nothing novel to watch.

And most of the people in the hall, like Zhao Zhengbin, didn't watch the movies on the screen at all, but just looked down and swiped their phones... The reason why they were still here was because they didn't want to miss the latest information from the outside world.

Although the live broadcast is temporarily unavailable, what if?What if a new live broadcast pops up?

Zhao Zhengbin glanced at the hot searches on various platforms. The hot spot has gradually changed from the battle two days ago to how to better improve life in the shelter... Although there are still endless revelations about the night watchman, everyone has already put Attention shifted to his own life, after all, eating and drinking is king.

Zhao Zhengbin turned off his phone, just lay on the cold ground, looked up at the white ceiling, and let out a long sigh...

I don't know, what is the night watchman doing outside at this time?

Is there a new battle?

Is it won or lost?

Just as he was thinking wildly, a voice came faintly from above his head:

"Please don't lie on the pedestrian aisle, you will affect other people's walking."

"Oh, sorry sorry..."

Zhao Zhengbin came back to his senses and immediately sat up from the ground. The person speaking was a young man about his age, with a haggard look on his face. He was wearing overalls and a red cuff around his waist. He looked very much like an aunt in charge of the community.

Strange... isn't the military always maintaining order in this refuge?

Where did this young man with a red armband come from?

Just when Zhao Zhengbin was puzzled, a voice called out to the young man. He turned his head and saw a figure in casual clothes and a peaked cap waving to him in the crowd.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he walked there quickly, and the two started talking from a distance.

Under the cover of the peaked cap, the man only showed half of his face. Zhao Zhengbin stared at him for a while, feeling a little familiar...

Then, as if he remembered something, shock appeared in his eyes.

He had just met the recruited person two days ago, and he was one of the night watchmen who rescued them from the "mystery" on the way to the refuge!

The one with the red armband is also the night watchman?

In the crowd, no one seemed to notice the existence of the two people in the corner. Zhao Zhengbin couldn't hold back his curiosity, and walked in that direction, but just after he took a few steps, the night watchman bid farewell to the young man, turned around and disappeared into the crowd middle.

Just as the figure wearing the red armband was about to leave, Zhao Zhengbin immediately stepped forward and grabbed his clothes.

The young man frowned, looked back suspiciously, and sized him up.

"What? I told you to sit up just now, don't you agree?"

"..." Zhao Zhengbin skipped the topic directly, and asked straightforwardly,

"Are you the night watchman?"