The Second Coming of the Myth: I have obtained the blood of the Candle Dragon

Chapter 1 Discharge
"Xiao Su, you will be discharged from the hospital today, have you packed your things?"

The older male nurse outside the door passed by and greeted Su Lin.

"It's all packed, and Song Ge will take care of it for the past six months."

Su Lin closed the mystery novel, and replied with a smile, he is very popular with the nurses here, after all, he is the best one in the hospital.

Many caregivers were very puzzled, thinking that Su Lin was a very normal person, and didn't understand how such a good-looking young man who graduated from a prestigious school could be admitted to a mental hospital.

Su Lin always thought that he was not sick, even though he saw things that normal people could not see, more than once.

Now that more than half a year has passed, in order to prevent himself from becoming a real mental patient after going deep into the inner world of his patients, he decided to be discharged from the hospital.

He thought it would be a very troublesome matter, because it is difficult to judge whether a mental patient recovers or not.

But I didn't expect the doctor in charge to be surprisingly talkative. After he proposed to leave the hospital, the other party directly said that he recovered well. If he didn't see that hallucination again, he could be discharged from the hospital and he would do it for himself the next day. The discharge procedures are completed, and the efficiency is extremely high.

Su Lin packed his things. There are only two sets of clothes, three books, a laptop, and a mobile phone. This is all his belongings.

After packing and putting it in the suitcase, when he looked up, he saw an old man in hospital gown standing in front of him, silently. If it wasn't for his extraordinary determination, he might have been shocked.

The old man had long white hair and a long beard. If he hadn't been wearing a hospital gown and changed him into a Taoist uniform, he might have a bit of a fairy air.

"Grandpa Jun, if you don't cultivate immortality right now, what do you want to do with a kid?"

Su Linzhi asked in confusion. Although this Four Seasons Mental Hospital is a rare social welfare hospital, the welfare is not as good as a single room. Naturally, he has roommates, and Grandpa Jun is one of them.

The real name of the old man in front of him is Li Jun. He belongs to the type of mental patient who is immersed in his own fantasy world. He always thinks that he is a cultivator, and he is also a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. His surname is not Li but Jun. Let everyone call him Jun Daoist Master, Daoist Monarch, Elder Monarch.

On weekdays, at this time, he should be busy with 'retreating'. In fact, he is meditating and dozing off on the bed. After all, this grandpa Jun always eats a lot at lunch, so he tends to get sleepy.

When Su Lin was talking to Grandpa Jun, it was clear that he was well versed in the ways of this place. When dealing with mentally ill patients, one should not try to forcefully break the other person's world view, but should pretend to blend in, so that the conversation can go smoothly and there will be less trouble.

"You kid, how many times have I said this, how can you be called a teacher like that? You are a closed disciple of a teacher!"

Grandpa Jun looked very dissatisfied, and blew on his beard. If he had a whisk in his hand, it might have been photographed.

"Yes, yes, Grandpa Jun taught you the right thing."

Su Lin smiled and nodded repeatedly, but the title did not change. It was not that he felt ashamed to call the other party Master and introduce the other party's worldview of cultivating immortals, but that it was fun to observe Grandpa Jun's reaction.

They can be arranged in the same ward, so they are naturally non-aggressive patients, and they get along very harmoniously. Sometimes it is fun to tear each other down.

"Oh, villain, villain, that's all, today you have to go down the mountain to practice, so I won't teach you as a teacher."

Grandpa Jun said while sighing, and took out a piece of plastic 'jade pendant' from his back, "Teacher, take it, this is the treasure of Sijiguan Township, and it can save your life at a critical moment."

Su Lin took it carefully with a solemn expression, "Thank you Master for giving me this valuable treasure. I am ashamed to receive it."

This so-called 'Treasure of Town View' was used by the caretaker to calm Grandpa Jun's emotions. Last time, he just brought him a box.

Of course, Su Lin wouldn't speak out about this. To be honest, he felt that staying in a mental hospital was not torture, and cooperating with a few roommates to "fall ill" every day, on the contrary, it was a kind of role-playing fun.

"The nephew is going down the mountain? Then the uncle also has treasures to give away."

At this time, another voice sounded, and a figure stood upright on the bed next door. It was an old man who looked a little malnourished, with white beard and hair. He also had a long beard, but Su Lin knew that it was the patient who had glued it on.

This patient's name was Wang Lingbao, and he was a little more extreme than Grandpa Jun. Because of his name, the old man directly imagined himself to be Lingbao Tianzun, and even arranged his identity to be Su Lin's uncle.

It can only be said that the Four Seasons Psychiatric Hospital has a set of room allocation, and the patients who fantasize about cultivating immortals are allocated to the same room, so that they will have many common topics.

Almost every day, Su Lin could hear Grandpa Jun and this Lingbao Tianzun discussing the way of cultivating immortals together. Not to mention, even though these two were seriously ill, they really looked good when they 'discussed the way'. Quoting the scriptures, the sentence terms in the Taoist classics use a set.

"Uncle didn't eat lunch again? Bigu should be done step by step, your body won't be able to bear it like this."

Su Lin kindly reminded her.

This Lingbao Tianzun cultivator is really crazy. He is completely opposite to Grandpa Jun. Grandpa Jun is very good at cooking. He goes into seclusion (nap) after eating at noon every day. The old man Lingbao is different. He can eat less. Neither the nurse nor the attending physician can persuade me to skip a meal.

"Eh……"

Mr. Lingbao waved his hand, "Let's not talk about this. Junior nephew, please wait a moment and I will look for you."

After saying that, he lay down and writhed under the bed. After a while, he got up and took out a glass bead like the one on checkers.

Su Lin and his ward have a lot of debris, because the items that mental patients are allowed to possess are very limited. After all, hospitals have to consider safety issues, and patients are not allowed to possess things like glass beads that are prone to swallowing problems. Yes, it is obvious that Master Lingbao secretly hid this glass bead in the leisure area.

Su Lin took the glass bead cautiously, knowing that for Mr. Lingbao, this kind of contraband was probably a very valuable treasure. "Thank you, uncle, for giving me this treasure. I will be more confident this time when I go down the mountain to experience it." .”

"What? My Great Qin is dead?"

"impossible!"

"Hahahaha, play music and dance!"

"Where is Xu Fu? Where is it? Where is my immortal pill!?"

"..."

Su Lin was pulling the suitcase in the corridor, and ran into the last roommate in the ward, who was obviously in the stage of illness.

I saw a slovenly middle-aged fat man yelling in the corridor. Several caregivers couldn't stop him. He shouted that he was going to chop Xu Fu into pieces.

This middle-aged fat man's name is Zhao Daqin. People in Su Lin's ward like to call this middle-aged fat man Fatty Zhao.

Su Lin didn't shout like that, not because of his excellent virtue of respecting his elders that restricted him, but because if he didn't call the other party His Majesty, Fatty Zhao could nag him all day long.

Compared with the 'real history of the Qin Dynasty' that the crazy fat man said, Su Lin was still more interested in the fantasy world of immortality cultivated by Grandpa Jun and Lingbao Tianzun.

Speaking of which, Zhao Daqin is Su Lin's only roommate who knows how the other party was admitted to the hospital. Grandpa Jun said that Zhao Daqin was cheating outside, and in the end he got too involved in the drama. The old and the young are sent here.

As for whether Zhao Daqin had ever successfully defrauded someone, Su Lin didn't know, but presumably no one would be fooled like this. After all, Fatty Zhao's deception methods were as funny as child's play.

Specifically, the content of the text message is probably like this, "Hello, I am Qin Shihuang, I have not died and have been sleeping, and now I am resurrected, as long as I revive my 5000 terracotta warriors, I can rule the world, so now I need a A sum of money, as long as you transfer [-] yuan to the XXXXX account and help me restore the country, I will give you a great service, and after occupying the world, I will seal you a province as a prince."

Su Lin really wanted to say, in what age, how could someone use this kind of slander to defraud, but it can only be said that Fatty Zhao's spirit is indeed not normal.

In fact, it is said that because of the half-joke nature of this text message, even if Fatty Zhao was not identified as mentally ill, Fatty Zhao would not be convicted since he did not cause any financial loss to anyone.

The key is that when this guy was questioned by the sheriff, he still firmly believed that he was Qin Shihuang. He made such a fuss that he had no choice but to send him here.

"Aiqing, Aiqing, come and explain to them clearly, I'm not crazy, I want to go out, I'll make you a marquis, no, a king!"

Fatty Zhao saw Su Lin passing by and yelled at Su Lin, obviously hoping that his roommate would help him.

Su Lin put down the suitcase helplessly. Fatty Zhao was the kind of person who often caused trouble to the caregivers. Fortunately, although he was fond of making trouble, he did not attack or hurt others.

Su Lin gave a look to the familiar guards, and everyone backed away with a tacit understanding, only to see Su Lin stepped forward, performed the Qin ritual that Fatty Zhao taught him, and said with a respectful expression: "Your Majesty, didn't you follow me before?" Did your majesty say, although Xu Fu's whereabouts are unknown, the immortal has already been invited, and Jun Zhenren is making elixir for your majesty, why don't your majesty go back to see the quality?"

Fatty Zhao quickly entered the role, stopped clamoring to hit Xu Fu, and became serious in an instant. Even though he was wearing a hospital gown, he still had a sense of dignity. He held it up and said, "In that case, Ai Qing Let's go, I'll go back and see how the Immortality Pill is doing, if it doesn't work, hum!"

Su Lin didn't feel any embarrassment about the performance. He just raised his hand with a smile and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Even if Master Jun is not good enough, there is still Lingbao Tianzun."

Obviously, Fatty Zhao was coaxed very comfortably, he stopped making trouble in the corridor, and he obediently went back to the ward without the help of the nurse.

As for what kind of mental war will break out in the ward later, Su Lin can't control it. Anyway, everyone is just arguing and won't really fight.

It's quite powerful to speak out, Su Lin often heard Grandpa Jun say something like "I think back then, I covered the sky with one hand, and the stars were extinguished..." and so on.

Mr. Lingbao got into the drama even more. Every time the quarrel got heated, he would lie down under the bed, clamoring for his Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Fatty Zhao's bragging was more plain and simple, he just said, "Do you really think that my Qin army's weapons are at a disadvantage? I just need to raise my arms and raise a hundred thousand terracotta warriors and horses..."

Well, at first Su Lin listened to the three patients talking about it with gusto, but after listening to it too much, he felt that it was just a few routines. Later, every time the patients quarreled, he would sit by the window with a book in his arms and read. During the free time during the day, he simply went out to find a secluded place in the yard.

He doesn't need to think about these troublesome things in the future, he doesn't need to coax Grandpa Jun into thinking that he is the master of the Temple of Four Seasons, he doesn't need to cooperate with the performance of 'Master Uncle' Lingbao Tianzun, and he doesn't need to pretend to be a courtier here in 'Qin Shi Huang'.

Because he will be discharged from the hospital today.

Su Lin pulled the suitcase and walked through the wards. The patients he knew greeted him, the nurses he knew congratulated him, and there were a few young nurses with disappointment in their eyes. invisible.

In this way, when he walked through the yard and reached the door of the hospital, he looked back at the ward where he had lived, and saw his roommates standing in front of the window.

Grandpa Jun made a strange pinch with his hands, as if an invisible whisk was stuck in his right hand. Grandpa Lingbao was smiling, and Fatty Zhao was blocked behind the two of them, only missing his head, and nodded reservedly.

Su Lin smiled, waved and shouted at the gate of the courtyard, "Master, Master, and Your Majesty, all are well!"

This move made many passers-by outside the hospital's main gate look sideways, and they all moved away from Su Lin, thinking that the mental hospital was not well managed and Su Lin ran out.

　The new book was released a little late, mainly because I was sick and hospitalized some time ago (not a mental hospital), and it was opened after I adjusted my condition. It was a month late, so I would like to say sorry to the book friends.

　　Due to the need to rank recommendations and put them on the shelves, there won’t be too many new books published every day, but everyone should still trust Xiang’s updates. They will be updated once they are put on the shelves, so brothers can look forward to it.

　　


(End of this chapter)