Lin Qiye, who was soaked all over, lowered his head and coughed violently. The water flow just appeared so suddenly that it almost poured directly into the lungs.
After coughing for a long time, Lin Qiye recovered. Looking at himself who was soaked and the large water stains on the ground, he fell into silence.
The good news is that this ability also works on Bactrian poetry.
The bad news is...this thing can't tell the difference between friend and foe?!
In other words, Lin Qiye can indeed affect the surrounding environment through poetry, but he cannot perfectly control the "influence" itself, and he doesn't know whether it is because he is not proficient in using it, or because this ability is so deceptive.
Another point is that the intensity of this ability does not seem to be high.
Lin Qiye is already a strong man in the "Sichuan" realm, and the [Poetry Singer of the Sky] can be regarded as the power of a god. When the two are combined, they can only summon a small amount of water.
Judging from the area of water stains on the ground, the volume of water that just appeared was only the size of a bottle of water.
Could it be that my resonance with poetry is not enough?
However, how to improve the resonance with poetry?
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment and slowly closed his eyes in the darkness.
He began to imagine a waterfall in his mind, a majestic waterfall hanging above the sky!
The rushing water roared from the top of the clouds and fell to the world, like a white rope dropped by the gods. It stretched for miles, with no end as far as the eye could see. The buzzing sound of the water was like thunder rolling in the sky, filling his mind.
At this moment, he stood in front of the waterfall, feeling every drop of water splashing on him.
Perhaps, this waterfall is real...
In the Asylum of the Gods.
The water passed through the wet clothes and dripped softly to the ground, echoing in the silent courtyard. Lin Qiye stood quietly in the courtyard like a stone sculpture, motionless.
After an unknown amount of time, his closed eyes trembled slightly, his lips parted slightly, and he murmured:
"Flying down three thousand feet, I doubt..."
Boom boom boom——!!!!
A loud noise like thunder suddenly appeared, and Li Yi, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up from his dream. He froze for a moment in bed and ran out of bed quickly.
A'Zhu on the side rubbed his groggy eyes and asked doubtfully: "Brother Fei, what is this sound..."
Li Yifei casually put on the nursing uniform, turned the door handle, and said:
"I don't know, I guess..."
boom--!!
As soon as the door was opened a crack, the turbulent water rushed in, bursting open the door and hitting Li Yifei behind the door directly against the wall.
A'Zhu was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he was swept out of the room by the rushing water.
Along with A'Zhu's intermittent screams, the entire mental hospital was in chaos. The courtyard on the first floor was completely submerged. Water poured into the kitchen and swept away the kitchen utensils inside.
"Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!!!"
The rapid white waves rolled violently, and flowers, branches, cutting boards, A'Zhu, and a pug that spoke goose language were blown everywhere by the current.
"Disperse!"
A deep voice came from the second floor. Merlin was seen wearing a hospital gown and holding a magic wand in his hand, the tip of which was emitting blue light.
The surging magical aura made Merlin's hospital gown rustle.
The next moment, the water filling the courtyard rose automatically, suspended in the air under the guidance of the tip of Merlin's staff, and condensed into an extremely huge water ball!
Merlin waved his hand again, and a space crack opened in the air, swallowing the entire water ball and disappearing without a trace.
"Ouch!"
The water flow in the courtyard disappeared, and A'Zhu fell to the ground with a plop. The surrounding cutting boards and branches fell in pieces around him. He covered his buttocks and grinned in pain.
On the other side, Lin Qiye, who had been flushed against the wall by the water from the beginning, groaned, lowered his head and kept spitting out water.
After a long time, he stood up from the ground with a look of despair.
Merlin walked up to him and asked in confusion: "What happened? Where did you get so much water?"
Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly, "Nothing...a little accident."
He really didn't expect that the power of reciting poetry this time was so powerful. Even if Lin Qiye's recitation didn't end, he directly summoned so much water, almost cutting off a section of the river, and then filled it all.
Come in.
The water filled the entire first floor in one second, flooding the male nurse's dormitory, kitchen, yard, and laundry room. If Lin Qiye recited this poem completely, he might actually be able to summon a waterfall.
However, after just half a sentence, Lin Qiye's mental power had been consumed by nearly two-thirds. His current state was not enough to reach that point.
Lin Qiye checked the hospital again and made sure that apart from the kitchen utensils being soaked with water, the yard being washed to pieces, and A'Zhu's butt being swollen, there was no other damage, and then he relaxed.
One breath.
He did not stay in the hospital longer, but directly returned his consciousness to his original body and sat up from the bed.
He needs to experiment to see how far [The Poem Singer of the Sky] can achieve under the suppression of the Zhenxu Monument. This will be directly related to his method of escaping from prison.
He glanced at the camera in the corner of the room, walked straight into the toilet, and closed the door behind his back.
After all, he is just a mental patient, not a prisoner, so the institute did not go crazy enough to put a camera in his toilet. This may be his last sign of stubbornness.
Lin Qiye stood by the sink, slowly closed his eyes, and recited again:
"Flying down three thousand feet, it seems that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky."
Blah blah blah...
The sound of running water suddenly appeared in the quiet toilet.
Lin Qiye opened his eyes and was suddenly stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
He did summon water, but it was not summoned out of thin air like before. This time the water came out of the faucet...
The water flowing out of the faucet seemed reasonable, but the problem was that Lin Qiye didn't twist it at all!
Suddenly, Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, took two steps back, and chanted again:
"Wild fire, in spring."
Stab——!
A wisp of flame jumped up from his fingertips and danced quietly in front of him. The flame was not big, even smaller than the flame of a lighter. It could only be used to light a cigarette.
Compared with the rushing water flowing out of the faucet, this wisp of flame seemed a bit small.
Lin Qiye waved his hand to extinguish the flames on his fingertips, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
He already understood what this ability was all about.