"Hey, what do you think...what are Dean and A'Zhu doing?"
Behind the glass window of the hospital, a group of nursing staff gathered together, looking curiously at A'Zhu, who was dancing strangely in front of Lin Qiye in the courtyard.
"I don't know... is he pole dancing for the dean?" A knowledgeable 'mysterious' nurse asked in confusion.
"Pole dancing? What is that?"
"It's just... eh, it's just a very new thing."
"Does the dean still have this hobby?"
"..."
in the courtyard,
A'Zhu, who kept waving his limbs, suddenly woke up!
"The big windmill creaks and creaks... Huh?" Lin Qiye, who was singing enthusiastically, suddenly froze on the spot when he saw A'Zhu suddenly wake up.
A'Zhu scratched his head blankly and looked around, "Dean, what happened to me just now? It feels so strange..."
Lin Qiye thought for a moment and gave him a complicated look.
"It's okay, nothing happened...just go and do your work."
After sending A'Zhu away, Lin Qiye stood alone in the courtyard, lost in thought.
When he activated the [Soul Control Song] just now, he clearly felt that with the strength of his soul, he could control A'Zhu for a long time, but for some reason, A'Zhu woke up.
Lin Qiye thought about it and came up with only one possibility...
I sang a certain part of the lyrics out of tune.
"This thing is more troublesome to use than expected..." Lin Qiye sighed helplessly.
Judging from this situation, I still have to take more time to practice singing, otherwise when I go to the battlefield, if I accidentally sing out of tune, all the dominated souls will return to consciousness.
Lin Qiye did not try the ability of [Soul Control Song] again, but directly returned his consciousness to the real world.
At this moment, the melodious cell phone ringtone rang on the bedside,
"Hello? Commander Zuo?"
"..."
"To the headquarters? Now?"
"..."
"okay, I get it."
Lin Qiye hung up the phone, put on his coat, and took advantage of the darkness to fly directly towards the Night Watch headquarters.
…
A few minutes later.
Shangjing City Night Watch Headquarters.
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
"Come in." Zuo Qing's voice sounded from inside the office.
Lin Qiye opened the door, walked straight to the desk, and spoke seriously:
"Commander Zuo, is there some urgent mission? Our team is on standby in Shangjing City and can leave at any time!"
"No rush, no rush." Zuo Qing took a sip of tea slowly and pointed to the chair opposite the table with his chin, "Sit down first."
Seeing this, Lin Qiye sat in his seat obediently, waiting for Zuo Qing to speak.
"By the way, I have something to tell you first." Zuo Qing seemed to have remembered something, "There is a letter from Heaven. They are willing to lend you the holy spring as a reward for your meritorious service. In the afternoon, Yang Jian has gone down to the realm and will
Jialan and the 'Future Goddess' have taken her to heaven, you can rest assured."
When Lin Qiye saw this, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
"That's good."
"About the mission...there is nothing yet."
"No mission yet?" Lin Qiye said suspiciously, "No, shouldn't the mission of the special team be very intensive? What's more, we also have the special function of walking in the fog..."
"The situation is different now. Most of the major kingdoms in the mist have been destroyed. The remaining temples have closed themselves off and do not care about foreign affairs. Olympus has also been severely weakened. Daxia is now in a period of peace.
Nothing major should happen in a short period of time...
As for some of the 'mysterious' riots in Daxia, we can easily deal with them with the two teams of [Phoenix] and [Psychic Medium], as well as many human ceilings."
Lin Qiye was a little confused when he heard this.
"If that's the case, then call me here today..."
"Although you don't have a mission, you still have other things to do." Zuo Qing handed a red map to Lin Qiye's hand, "After we go back, let the other team members pack their things and go to this place."
"Island? What are you doing here?"
"We were there, preparing for a training camp."
"Training?" Lin Qiye was stunned, "Are there new recruits coming?"
"I'm not asking you to train new recruits...it's you who have to undergo intensive training." Zuo Qing took a sip of tea.
"Our training?" Lin Qiye said in astonishment, "But... we have become a special team, why do we still need to undergo training? What should be trained? Who will train us? Or is it Senior Sword Master?"
Facing Lin Qiye's questions one after another, Zuo Qing shook his head and spoke calmly,
"It's not Zhou Ping this time... I'll know the details when you go there."
Zuo Qing was unwilling to reveal any more information, so Lin Qiye could only leave the Night Watch headquarters in confusion.
…
"Training session? Us?!"
After hearing what Lin Qiye said, everyone in the [Night Curtain] team was a little confused.
"The special team also needs to undergo intensive training? How come I have never heard of it..." Cao Yuan frowned slightly.
"I feel like the training camp is not bad." Baili Pangpang chuckled, "The last time we trained together, it was with Senior Sword Master. Although we suffered a lot, we were quite happy... It's better than staying here.
Be strong when you play cards every day.”
An Qingyu nodded slightly, "I agree, but... I'm still a little curious, who is training us this time?"
"Excluding the senior Sword Masters, the only ones who can train special teams are those few ceilings, or the Great Xia Gods."
"God Daxia is unlikely. If God Daxia trains us, our destination this time will not be an island, but a certain sacred mountain or fairy cave in heaven."
"Is that the human ceiling?"
"...No matter, let's go and talk about it first. Since it was arranged by Commander Zuo, he can't treat us badly."
Everyone quickly packed their bags and left for Beijing at dawn.
…
"Commander Zuo, they are setting off."
In the commander-in-chief's office, a night watchman wearing a dark red cloak stood in front of the table and said quickly.
"Yes, I understand." Zuo Qing stopped the pen in his hand, "You can go out first."
As the office door closed, Zuo Qing stood up slowly and walked to the living room behind the office. An old man in white robes and white beard was standing on the black sofa, holding a chess piece between his fingertips and looking at it.
The chessboard in front of him was in a daze.
"Grandpa."
Zuo Qing's voice brought Jiang Ziya's attention back to reality. He put the chess piece on his fingertips back into the chess basket.
"They left?"
"Well." Zuo Qing was silent for a moment, but finally asked what he was thinking, "Is all this... really necessary?"
Jiang Ziya shook his head, "This matter was not decided by me, but by that person...
Since that person made such an arrangement, he must have his reasons, and we just need to believe in him."
Zuo Qing's eyes fell on the intricate chessboard. After a long time, he sighed helplessly.
…
…
Sanjiu announced something,
After a period of continuous recording and observation, as well as a large number of fan experiments, Sanjiu decided to withdraw from the voting for the "Golden Panda" Online Literature Award. Everyone does not need to vote in the future.
I won’t go into details about the specific reasons. In short, I would like to thank every fan for their enthusiastic votes and support during this period!
Sanjiu will try its best to add more updates these days to repay everyone for your efforts these days. Thank you everyone~~