I'm building a heaven in a mental hospital

Chapter 53 Shenwei·Twenty-five Boys·Blazing Gun! (Chong Sanjiang, please follow up!)

In the absence of my sister, I can't have a threesome.

The trip to the amusement park did not work out after all.

Fortunately, even if she was just wandering around the bustling shopping mall with little Lolita by her arm, she was extremely happy.

For lunch, I ate a hot and sour hot pot in the shopping mall.

After eating, Li Wanji led little Lolita out of the mall.

I took a taxi to a secluded and uninhabited place on the edge of the city.

The old taxi driver, after hearing the destination.

He kept looking at the two talking and laughing in the back seat through the rearview mirror with strange eyes.

In the end, the taxi stopped in front of a small building that was inaccessible to the family and assembled the supporting facilities of the funeral parlor and incineration site.

"You just said in the car that you are going to visit the elders who are lying immobile?"

The old driver who took the fare wiped the sweat from his face.

In order to avoid leaving a heavy psychological shadow in his heart, he finally couldn't help asking.

"Yes!" Little Lolita nodded happily.

"Your elders must be working inside, right, and the work content is quite special, so you need to lie down and not move?"

The driver uncle comforted himself.

Don't think too much, all this must be just a misunderstanding!
"No, Auntie was seriously injured and sent here for treatment. My brother and I came to visit her and chat with her."

The little loli enthusiastically answered the driver's grandfather's questions.

The topic in front of her was getting more and more wrong, Li Wanji quickly covered her small mouth, and dragged her towards the funeral parlor.

The old driver shuddered.

Take a look at this gloomy funeral home and cremation ground.

They've all gone into the incinerator, is there any chance of getting out alive?

It must be impossible!

Then how to chat with the box containing the ashes?
Moreover, they were carrying a fruit basket in their hands. Could this thing also be squeezed into juice and poured on the box?
Either these two escaped from a mental hospital, or...

He immediately stepped on the accelerator and fled the land of right and wrong.

Before arriving at the funeral home, staff soon came to receive them.

After verifying Li Wanji's identity, the staff who had already been notified by the higher-ups led them towards the secret passage inside.

That's right, this place is also one of the industries of the Guardian League.

In addition to the funeral parlor and crematorium exposed to the public, there is also a special hospital dedicated to treating the wounded.

A real one-stop service.

If it is cured well, it will be sent home, if it is not cured, it will be buried and cremated in place...

And bringing little Junyi here is naturally to visit the cat demon Auntie Bai who had sacrificed her life to save the landlady's mother and daughter, and the cat demon Aunt Bai who had an inexplicable relationship with the father of the two sisters, Captain Chen Changqing.

Anyway, the current little loli still retains the memories of the past, so there is no need to cover up anything.

Under the leadership of the staff who were actually monks of the Guardian League, they walked through the narrow and long stairs leading to the deep underground.

Finally, I came to a high-end underground hospital.

Because of the particularity of the wounded being treated inside, the doctors and equipment inside are among the best in China today.

"Name?"

"Li Wanji."

Sitting at the window to register visitors, kowtow melon seeds and watch the aunt who is playing a bloody romance drama on her mobile phone.

Hearing the name "Li Wanji", he suddenly raised his head.

He looked up and down at Li Wanji.

Especially at the position three inches below the navel, the gaze stays for a long time.

On the greasy face, there was also a strange and inexplicable smile.

For a moment, Li Wanji, who felt that his pure personality had been tarnished, almost prepared to call the police on the spot.

"Okay, okay, Lao Zhao and I mentioned you, you go in." The gatekeeper aunt finally smiled and let her go.

Li Wanji, who had been pardoned, quickly ran inward with little Lolita.

In a panic, she didn't notice, this aunt's special name for Zhao Zhenren.

After entering this special hospital.

He grabbed a nurse and successfully found out the ward where Aunt Bai was.

"Aunt Bai! We are coming to see you!"

Xiao Junyi happily rushed in with the prepared fruit basket.

In the ward, Aunt Bai, a beautiful woman transformed by a cat demon, was lying on the hospital bed.

Except for his slightly pale complexion, everything else is fine, and even the severed arm has been reattached.

"Why did you bring Xiaoyi here? It's not suitable for a little girl like her to come to this special place."

The beautiful woman complained about Li Wanji, but when she saw the lively and lovely little Junyi, she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

He stretched out his palm and gently stroked the little loli.

"We're here to visit you, after all, you are the lifesaver of their mother and daughter!"

Li Wanji pulled the chair, sat down beside the bed and laughed.

On the day Beiming Xianzun Lao Chen presented the sword, if the other party hadn't fought to protect each other, the landlady's wife, mother and daughter would never have been able to wait until he drew the sword.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her who maintains a human form, but still has cute white cat ears on her head.

He couldn't help but have a bold idea in his heart.

So he asked:
"Auntie Bai! I have a friend who is very caring and likes small animals. I don't know if there are any people of the same race around you. They are almost transformed or half transformed. This friend of mine expressed his desire to be with her. Make good friends!"

"Is that friend you mentioned also surnamed Li?"

"Hehe... I'm just kidding, you guys talk first, I'll go see my other friends."

Li Wanji, who had been seen through his thoughts, stood up in embarrassment.

Ready to wander around in other wards.

In the last battle on Goddess Peak, I still had an old acquaintance lying in this hospital.

Soon after, in another ward.

Li Wanji took an orange out of the fruit basket and put it on the bedside of Wang Jiba's brother.

Courtesy is light and affection is heavy!

"I heard that in the last battle at Goddess Peak, thanks to Brother Li, you showed your power and saved everyone including me! Thank you for your kindness, if you have something that can be used in the future, just ask!"

Wang Jiba, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body and one foot was hung up alone, expressed his sincere thanks.

"You're welcome, these are what I should do as a righteous person! Come and eat the oranges!" Li Wanji peeled the oranges he brought and handed them over.

"Brother Li, you can eat some too."

"Okay. I'll just eat two, and I'll give you the rest!"

After sharing the oranges.

Li Wanji's eyes fell on the familiar Shenwei Lie gun by the wall of the hospital bed.

Two days later, it merged into one and returned to its original state.

The brilliance of the blood-red gun body was flowing, and it looked extremely domineering and mighty.

But I have witnessed it being disconnected twice, and I know that this gun is obviously a typical example of fancy but useless.

"Brother Jiba, is there something wrong with your gun? Why does the name sound so domineering, but it breaks at every turn? Is it safer to wear a holster?"

"I'm ashamed to say that this mighty musket has been passed down from generation to generation in my royal family. According to legend, my ancestors used this gun to kill the immortals in the sky."

"It's so powerful!"

He said so on the lips, but Li Wanji was thinking in his heart.

Wang Jiba, the ancestor, really didn't make a draft before blowing the cowhide!

"After all, the legend is just a legend, and there is no way to verify it. My royal family has been in business for several generations, but has never been able to produce a monk. This godly gun has been enshrined in the ancestral hall. Later, I inherited this gun after I successfully entered the practice. , It’s okay to fight some weak monsters on weekdays, but once it faces a strong enemy, it’s easy to break.”

"This gun is no good! Why don't you carry the whole gun on your back and be a two-gun man?" Li Wanji thoughtfully suggested.

"After all, this is a gun that my family has passed down from generation to generation, and it is said that there is still a gun soul living in this gun. Now it is only because of my lack of talent and strength, so it has not been recognized by the gun soul. But I will work hard to treat it caringly, Try to get the approval of Gun Soul one day!"

Wang Jiba, who was covered in bandages all over his body, had an indomitable determination in his eyes.

"Oh, so it looks like this."

Li Wanji nodded.

This is the same as pursuing a goddess, licking and licking.

Maybe one day the house will be gone.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the mighty god's musket standing upright by the wall.

The palm just touched it.

The mighty musket let out a high-pitched and sharp sound.

The body of the gun was shining brightly, and it was still trembling with excitement.

It was obvious that it was the spear spirit in him, eager to follow Li Wanji's actions.

Wang Jiba on the hospital bed saw the family-inherited spear that he had been licking for many years.

As soon as he came into contact with Li Wanji at this moment, he showed such a humble and ingratiating gesture.

Immediately dumbfounded.

It is simply a large NTR scene!

Li Wanji was also taken aback.

Face to face with the former owner of NTR...

He would like to call this gun the gun of the second or fifth boy!

(End of this chapter)