Whenever you recite a line of poetry that resonates with your heart, it will have a corresponding impact on the surrounding environment.

The influence here is not limited to creating things out of thin air, but also includes using the surrounding environment to achieve the purpose of "influence".

For example, in the Hospital of the Gods, there were no conditions around Lin Qiye that could create a river of water that would plunge three thousand feet. Therefore, he could only use the dumbest method, consuming the most mental energy, to create a river out of thin air.

But here, Lin Qiye summoned a stream of water with almost no consumption, because the condition of "a waterfall dropping three thousand feet" was met here. The so-called "influence" did not create a stream of water out of thin air, but it turned into an automatic twisting of the faucet switch, causing the water to flow.

Although relatively speaking, the water flow from the tap is much different from that in the hospital, you have to know that this is done under the suppression of the Zhenxu Monument.

Under the suppression of the ruins-suppressing monument, [The Darkest Ruins] and [The Phantom Demon Ruins] cannot be used, but [The Poet of the Sky] can. This is not because the latter is stronger than the two ruins, but because it can achieve the purpose of "influence" by utilizing the surrounding environment.

To put it simply, [The Poet of the Sky] had lower consumption and was easier to trigger under certain circumstances, which is why it barely escaped the suppression of the Zhenxu Monument.

Although the poet's power is pitifully small under suppression, this is after all the second supernatural means that Lin Qiye can use besides the [Mortal Divine Realm].

After figuring out the mechanism of [Poet of the Sky], Lin Qiye returned to bed and lay down, falling into a deep sleep as usual...

…

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Qiye opened his eyes in a trance.

In the distance stood tall black walls, and under the dim sky was an empty outdoor playground. At this moment, he was standing in front of the transparent door of Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital, in a daze.

Familiar prison, familiar hospital, familiar corner...

Lin Qiye stood there, looking at the familiar scene in front of him. After a moment, an idea emerged in his sluggish mind:

"Am I... dreaming?"

Lin Qiye shook his head and looked around, only to find that everything around him seemed to be blurred, as if covered by a veil. In the whole world, only the most inconspicuous corner was the most vivid and clear.

At this moment, a figure in a blue and white striped hospital gown was squatting there, his messy hair piled up like a chicken coop. He stared blankly at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was none other than Old Dog Wu.

Lin Qiye sighed helplessly.

I stayed with mentally ill people all the time, and now I feel better. All I dream about are mentally ill people...

He walked over to Wu Laogou, squatted down, and casually said, "I guess you are looking at Xiaocaoer this time."

Wu Laogou glanced at Lin Qiye and shook his head. "No, I'm looking at Xiao Shitou."

His voice seemed different from that in the daytime, less turbid and shrill, and more steady and calm.

Lin Qiye grinned and couldn't help asking, "Where are you from? Why do you like erhua so much?"

Old Dog Wu stared intently at the empty ground in front of him, seemingly not hearing Lin Qiye's question. He squatted there like a sculpture, motionless.

Lin Qiye shook his head, stood up from the ground, and completely gave up the idea of ​​communicating with Wu Laogou.

Just as he was about to leave, Wu Laogou behind him suddenly spoke:

"What do you like to eat?"

"What?" Lin Qiye was stunned and turned to look at Wu Laogou.

Old Dog Wu was still squatting there quietly, staring at the empty space in front of him, as if he had not said anything just now.

Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, then said, "I like fish, how about you?"

"You like to eat fish." Wu Laogou muttered to himself, "but some people don't like it."

Lin Qiye asked doubtfully, "Some people don't like to eat fish, what does it have to do with me?"

"I heard that some people like to eat... the fragrant five-spice spicy spiral sauerkraut beef noodles." Wu Laogou said this as if he was chanting a sutra.

"What did you say?" Lin Qiye frowned even more tightly, "Some people like to eat this, what does it have to do with me?"

Old Dog Wu said nothing.

etc……

Lin Qiye suddenly thought of something, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.

That spicy beef noodles... He seemed to have heard of such a weird name somewhere before.

In the dream, Lin Qiye felt that his brain was extremely dull. He must have heard of it somewhere, but he just couldn't remember it for a moment.

Just as Lin Qiye was struggling with his thoughts, Wu Laogou glanced at him again and said calmly:

"It's daybreak."

In an instant, Lin Qiye's consciousness fell rapidly...

…

Swish!

Lin Qiye suddenly sat up from his bed, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of confusion.

He looked up at the clock on the wall. It was exactly 7 o'clock in the morning.

He closed his eyes and carefully recalled the strange dream he had just had. The doubts in his heart became more and more intense...

He shook his head, put these messy thoughts aside, and simply got up and washed up.

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Fasting place.

"Boss, I have investigated all the suspicious guys, but... there is nothing to gain." Scarface said to Boss Han next door across the cell.

Boss Han frowned slightly, "What do you mean by no gain?"

"During the time period when we predicted that One-Eye was killed, they all had alibis!" Scarred Man scratched his head, "At that time, the activity had just started, and they all gathered together in the cafeteria to eat. They had no chance to kill One-Eye..."

Boss Han frowned even more tightly.

"Could it be that they really didn't do it?" Boss Han muttered to himself.

"Boss, the suspicion of our internal personnel should be ruled out, the only ones left are those guys who have remained silent...could they be the ones who did it?" Scarface asked tentatively.

"Humph." Boss Han snorted coldly, a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes, "It's probably like that. Go investigate tomorrow and see who is so bold."

Scarface seemed to have thought of something, with a look of hesitation on his face. He spoke cautiously, "Boss, those guys are all [Believers]. They are all ruthless people in the Wuliang or even Klein realm. I, I... don't dare to mess with them!"

"Waste! This is a fasting center. Here, they are all a bunch of useless people. What are you afraid of?" Boss Han cursed.

"But even if they can't use the Forbidden Ruins, I still can't beat them..." Scarface cried, "In the entire fasting center, only you, the boss, can beat them."

Boss Han spat, and after a long silence, he said sinisterly: "Okay, then I'll go there myself."

Scarface breathed a sigh of relief, then he seemed to remember something and said again: "Boss, let me investigate the new boy. I always feel that there is something wrong with him..."

"Whatever you want."

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