I'm building a heaven in a mental hospital

Chapter 21 Friend Request from Huoyun Sanren

However, what surprised Chen Beiming even more.

Ever since he came to the area covered by the light of the Nantianmen, the seals in his body were rapidly melting like ice and snow in the scorching sun.

According to this speed, it will not take a few days to reconnect with the aura of heaven and earth, and reopen the path of practice.

"Li Tiandi, this is?"

Old Chen turned his head away, unquestionably pleasantly surprised and interrogated.

Li Wanji nodded: "Old Chen, do you still remember the Heavenly Court I told you about, and now the gate of the Qingshan Mental Hospital is equivalent to the main entrance of the Heavenly Court, leading directly to the Lingxiao Palace where I am in the middle of the Heavenly Court."

Hearing this, Chen Beiming was extremely moved.

It's ridiculous that I still misunderstood that Li Tiandi didn't reuse him, and only sent him to guard an ordinary courtyard gate.

It never occurred to him that this is the main entrance to the Heavenly Court where Li Tiandi is.

He used to be the guard of Tianmen in the Northern Territory, and he knew the importance of the position here.

To put it a little bit smaller, it is only responsible for checking the people in and out to see if there are any suspicious people.

On a larger scale, he is responsible for the safety of the entire Heavenly Court. If the guard guarding the Nantianmen opens the door to the hostile army with evil intentions, the consequences will be disastrous.

Only those who are trusted can take on this important responsibility of guarding the gate.

Sure enough, he is Li Tiandi's most trusted cub!

"Since Li Tiandi loves me so much, I entrust this important task of guarding the gate to the hands of the old man! From now on, the old man will definitely fulfill his duties and never let any suspicious person enter. The door is at the door, and everyone is dead!"

With tears in his eyes, Chen Beiming made a promise in high spirits.

"Speaking of which, old Chen, you guarded the Tianmen of the Northern Territory and suppressed millions of evil spirits from outside the Territory with one knife and one dog. What was the final result?" Li Wanji asked.

Because the first time I heard the other party talk about these things, I never believed the crazy words, so I didn't ask further.

"I failed the trust of all sentient beings and failed to guard the Heavenly Gate of the Northern Territory."

Chen Beiming's expression was lonely, with sadness in his eyes, and he said slowly: "If there were not some shameless people who took refuge in the evil spirits outside the sky and acted as traitors, they took advantage of my unpreparedness to stab me in the back and poisoned my loyal guardian. The god dog who has been with the Lord for thousands of years, the Tianmen of the Northern Territory will not suddenly fall, and the army of evil spirits will drive straight in!"

"What then?"

"I don't know what happened afterwards. Ever since I was stabbed severely, I completely lost consciousness. It was a few days ago when I woke up again. My whole person lost his memory and was in a daze. A lot of embarrassing things happened."

Li Wanji finally understood the general situation.

Look at the peace and prosperity of this world today.

Thinking about it, although the Tianmen of the Northern Territory fell at the beginning, they still won the battle with the evil spirits outside the sky, right?

After visiting Nantianmen, he asked Lao Chen to go back first and wait for news.

If all goes well, you can go to work tomorrow.

Immediately afterwards, he came to Dean Wu's office.

After being warmly greeted by the dean, Li Wanji sat down opposite.

After the simple greetings, he immediately proposed this outrageous and bold idea.

"What? You want an old lunatic who has just been admitted to be the gatekeeper of the mental hospital?"

Dean Wu was so shocked that the melon seeds in his hand dropped.

It is really impossible to understand this brain circuit beyond ordinary people.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhenren Zhao was sitting opposite him, a younger generation with blue eyes, who was also appointed by Zen Master Wuchen to take care of him.

If it were any other person, Dean Wu would be ready to call the medical staff to come over and take him to the hospital for scientific treatment.

"This is a special therapy I created based on my own research! This patient named Chen Beiming has always imagined that he is a generation of immortals guarding the gate of heaven. Now let him guard the gate of the mental hospital. He'll be back to normal soon!"

Li Wanji threw out the excuse he had thought up long ago.

Although it still sounds nonsense, there is always a plausible reason.

"Brother Xiao Li, you also know that our mental hospital is different from ordinary hospitals. It is the property of the hidden organization Dao Dao League. If it is a normal personnel transfer, I will naturally sell you face, but this case is special. I still need to ask the higher-ups for instructions, after all, if the old lunatic took advantage of the gap of the gatekeeper and ran outside to have an accident, you, as the recommender, should be held accountable."

Dean Wu is not worried about himself.

Anyway, he, who got acquainted with Zen Master Wuchen, will leave his job and go back to Buddhism to study Buddhism in two days.

The main concern was that Li Wanji, as his successor, would suffer unnecessary trouble because of this matter.

"In this case, then I will wait for news from you, the dean. I regard this patient, Lao Chen, as a friend, and hope that he can recover and return to a normal life as soon as possible. I also hope that you will be beautiful when you ask for instructions from above Say a few words."

Li Wanji, who understood Dean Wu's meaning, stood up and said goodbye.

And just after he left the dean's office.

He is preparing a suitable speech, so that he can accept this kind of favor and ask the dean for instructions.

At this moment, the black phone on the table rang suddenly.

"Promise him. If there are similar strange requests in the future, no matter how outrageous they feel, just agree to them."

There was such a dull voice on the phone, and then hung up directly.

Dean Wu, who was holding the microphone, looked confused.

There is only one number that can be dialed on the black intercom phone on the table.

During his more than ten years of tenure as the dean of this mental hospital, he only rang twice.

It's for the hidden big guy in the asylum.

It's just such a trivial matter, why would it alarm the other party?
Besides, I haven't asked for instructions from above, how did that big man know?
……

……

Li Wanji returned to the psychological consultation room.

I saw a new friend request on my VV number.

It was the Huoyun Sanren who was very active in the comment area of ​​Zhao Zhenren's circle of friends.

Although he was puzzled as to why the big guy Tim added himself as a friend from the like list, he still agreed to the friend request.

As soon as he agreed, a message was sent from the other side.

Huoyun Sanren: "Just looking at your name, Fellow Daoist, you can tell that you are a fellow Taoist! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Fellow, what do you mean?
Li Wanji glanced at his screen name "Wearing a Knife and Not an Umbrella on a Rainy Night", and was a little puzzled for a while.

Before waiting for a reply, Huoyun Sanren on the other side sent another message:
"Fellow Daoist, which work of this author do you like the most? Although most people like "Abin's Leisurely College Life" the most, I still like his "Master Qin, the Gatekeeper of the Immortal Sect" the most, because as a practitioner The book is so engaging!"

At this moment, Li Wanji suddenly realized that the other party turned out to be a loyal reader of his small vest on an unknown forum.

No wonder you will take the initiative to add your own friends.

Just when he was about to blew himself up, saying that he was the author behind these books,

Feeling a bit talkative, Huoyun Sanren sent another message:
"This author's writing is good, but the update is too slow. I can't bear to wait! I have obtained the author's real name and current address from the person in charge of the forum through strong means in the past two days. , now ready to board the plane and rush over there!"

"Um. What do you want...to do?"

Realizing that the situation was not good, Li Wanji, who was going to have the water meter checked by a big boss, panicked a lot.

Huoyunsanren: "When I find the dog author whose real name is Li Wanji, I will arrest him and lock him in a small dark room prepared. He will not be given food every day unless he writes a hundred thousand words! How can such a good thing happen alone? Xiang, you can tell me what you want from that dog author! By the way, I don’t know what you should call this fellow daoist?”

"Li Wanji."

　As soon as I sit down, my waist hurts - I will be recommended tomorrow.

　　It's been such a sad year.

　　


(End of this chapter)