Hearing this sentence, everyone was stunned, and then they all looked at Zhou Ping, their expressions became subtle.
After Zhou Ping finished speaking, he realized what he had just said. He closed his mouth silently, turned his head to the side, and the toes in his sneakers could not control the soles of the shoes...
"I can't believe that Senior Sword Master can still say such domineering lines..." Baili Pangpang grinned, "And it sounds much better than mine."
"Senior Sword Master, how did you come up with this idea?" Lin Qiye asked doubtfully.
The corners of Zhou Ping's mouth twitched slightly, "I've read too many novels... and I'll naturally become good at it."
Lin Qiye and others showed expressions of sudden realization.
"I'm very curious." Baili Pangpang blinked, "Senior Juggernaut, you must have said this kind of lines before, right? Is there anything particularly domineering? We also want to hear it."
Zhou Ping looked intently at the white clouds outside the window, seemingly not hearing Baili Pangpang's words at all, and just silently moved closer to the cabin.
Cao Yuan leaned close to Baili Fatty's ear and whispered: "You'd better stop teasing him. I'm afraid if you keep talking, he will jump out of the plane and run away..."
Baili Pangpang coughed twice and closed his mouth.
The cabin became quiet again.
Lin Qiye slowly closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness into the mental hospital of gods in his mind.
…
Lin Qiye put on his white coat, put his hands in his pockets, and walked in the yard.
"Good morning, Dean Lin."
Braki, who was practicing poetry in the silent barrier on the roof, saw Lin Qiye and put down the harp in his hand. A bright smile appeared on his face. He bent down to say hello like a gentleman, and his long golden hair fell smoothly in front of him.
"May your mood today be as beautiful as the morning dew."
Lin Qiye smiled and nodded, "Good morning, Brachi."
Since Brachi started writing letters to Eden every day, he has completely returned to his previous lively and cheerful state, and even looks better than before. The treatment progress has also increased like a rocket, reaching 71%, which is almost the same as Merlin.
Up and down.
As soon as Lin Qiye thought of Merlin, the figure wearing dark blue mage robes came towards him.
Merlin held a book as thick as a brick called "Health Preservation: Have You Really Done It?" in his left hand, and held a thermos cup filled with wolfberries in his right hand. The sparse hair on his head was floating in the breeze, looking cool.
"Your Excellency, Dean." Merlin greeted with a smile.
"Good morning, Lord Merlin."
Merlin's eyes fell on Lin Qiye, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face as if he thought of something,
"Your Excellency, Dean, it seems that your realm has improved again. If I guess correctly, we will welcome a new neighbor today."
"You guessed it."
Lin Qiye nodded.
When Brachi heard this conversation upstairs, his eyes suddenly lit up. He jumped lightly from the roof with his harp in his arms and landed in the middle of the yard.
"New neighbor?" Brachi's expression was a little excited. He carefully took care of his blond hair that was as dazzling as the sun. "Oh, this is really an exciting thing. I hope this new neighbor can appreciate me."
music and poetry, so that I can give him a grand and beautiful welcome music."
"..." Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "I think the probability is low."
Upon hearing this, Merlin's brows rose slightly, "Your Excellency, Dean, it seems that you have already guessed the identity of this new neighbor?"
"I guessed a little bit...but, to be honest, I still can't believe it..." Lin Qiye let out a long sigh.
"Will he be difficult to get along with?" Brachi asked doubtfully.
"...If the stories about him are true, he may not be easy to get along with."
"It doesn't matter. I believe that my music full of love and tolerance will surely impress him! No one can refuse the charm of music!" Brachi plucked the strings lightly and made a sweet sound. "I can't wait to welcome my new neighbor."
It’s coming!”
Lin Qiye glanced at him with a strange expression, said nothing, and just walked silently towards the ward on the second floor.
Merlin and Brachi followed behind him, and they were also very curious about the identity of this new neighbor.
The three of them walked up to the second floor, only to find that at some point, Nicks, wearing a star-shaped gauze skirt, was already standing by the stairs, holding a handful of black wool in his hands and looking at them with a smile.
"Mother, are you here too?" Lin Qiye said in surprise.
"I also want to see what kind of person this new neighbor is." A dignified and gentle smile appeared on Nicks's face. "Since everyone is here to greet him, it's natural for me to be absent."
Lin Qiye nodded, walked along the corridor to the door of the fourth ward, and slowly stopped.
He looked up at the wooden sign at the door of the ward, his eyes becoming complicated.
The pattern on the wooden sign in this ward is very simple, it is a stick.
The stick body is slender, with a deep red center, and both ends are made of gilt, with a faint halo flowing on its surface...
"Stick?" Merlin thought after seeing this pattern, "There don't seem to be many gods who use long sticks as weapons, and judging from the appearance of this stick, it shouldn't be a god from the West..."
Lin Qiye stretched out his hand to hold the door handle and took a deep breath.
Behind the first door is the goddess of night from Greek mythology; behind the second door is the god of magic from English legend; behind the third door is the god of music and poetry from Nordic mythology, and
God of Youth...
Behind this fourth door, could it be...
With a stick, the Eastern God.
His identity has already been revealed.
Lin Qiye slowly turned the door handle, the sound of a machine was heard coming from inside the door, and the door opened gently.
The sunlight outside the door penetrated through the gradually widening crack in the door and spilled into the dark room. Outside the door, four pairs of eyes looked curiously into the ward.
There was no bed, no table, no lights, no furniture. The four bare walls reflected the sunlight. In the center of the ward, a figure sat quietly on the ground.
It was an ancient ape wearing a cassock.
Golden lines reflected the sunlight, crisscrossing the surface of the bright red cassock, and a faint halo of light flowed around the cassock, like an illusory Buddha light, covering the body of the ancient ape.
The dark brown hair is exposed to the air. The ape's eyelids are drooped, and the eyes are missing. The messy eyelashes are covered with a thin layer of dust. His hands are clasped in front of his chest, like a statue that has existed here since ancient times.
Ancient Buddha.
The door to the ward has been completely opened.
Sunlight and fresh air poured into the house, and the gentle breeze blew a corner of the cassock.
The ancient ape still maintained its original posture, with his hands clasped together, like a sculpture, motionless.