Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a mental hospital at the bottom of the mountain.

The mountain is very short, although it also belongs to the Alps, but it is located in the southern flank of the low mountain area is obviously not as famous as the brothers Mont Blanc and Lucano, even if the mountain is full of vineyards and orchards, but it is not well known to the world after all.

This ordinary mountain, whose name is perfunctory by the locals without a name, is like the passer-by in the vast sea of people, you and me, there is no past, the future is vague, living in the present, ordinary.

Fortunately, the mountain was bought by a well-known rich man in Italy and built more than a dozen villas, which brought more or less popularity to the mountain.

But strangely, after the renovation of these houses, the rich people did not sell them, but left the houses with all the water, electricity, and furniture there, and the mountain was completely blocked from the footsteps of the occasional tourist as private property.

At the foot of the mountain is a psychiatric hospital, which is said to have been built by a wealthy Italian man.

In the villa in the center of the nameless mountain, a man wearing a platinum mask was standing by the window in a daze, and a young man dressed as an attendant cautiously pushed the door in, then knelt down on one knee and said, "See my lord Modo." ”

Modo, who never took off his mask even in his home base, turned his head and asked, "Are you ready?" ”

"Everything you need is already ready and in the trunk of the buggy." The waiter's head hung lower, "Dinner is ready, if you want to eat it now, I'll bring the plate in at once." ”

"I'm not going to eat dinner, I need to hurry up and meet someone." Mo Duo looked at the fiery clouds in the sky outside the window, waved his hand and said, "Take my coat over." ”

The attendant quickly took the coat for Moduo from the hanger, and then served him to put it on, Moduo took the car key and walked out suddenly paused, he looked at the attendant and smiled: "Xiaobei, it will be rainy in the next few days, and the newly cultivated acres of land used to plant fruit trees do not need to be watered, and now that the weather is cold, you pay attention to the change in temperature, as soon as the temperature is low, you quickly call someone to bury the soil for the branches of the vine to keep warm, remember that you must water once before burying the soil, it is best to cover the top of the branches with a layer of straw before burying the soil." ”

The attendant called Xiaobei held back a smile, and when Mo Duo finished speaking, he replied respectfully: "Don't worry, master, I have written it down." ”

Modo nodded, then straightened the folds of his coat, and sneezed as he walked out the door, he cursed the ghost weather, rolled up his cuffs and got into the car, and drove down the hill.

The mental hospital at the foot of the nameless mountain is as unremarkable as this mountain, except for the occasional visit by people who throw their families here as a burden for treatment, and there are no other outsiders to be seen throughout the year.

The evening breeze was gentle, the unnamed birds were wailing in the trees, and the outline of the madhouse building gradually appeared at the end of the mountain road, and the madhouse at night was even more silent and deadly.

An off-road vehicle drove up to the gate, and the gate slowly opened, and two people wearing masks and dressed like hospital nurses stood silently on both sides of the gate. The car drove into the asylum and stopped in front of a dark building with no lights, Modo opened the car door and walked down, a doctor waited for Modo to get out of the car and ran out of the building quickly, Modo handed him the car keys, and then strode towards the building.

The building is five floors high, there is no elevator, and Modo walks quietly on the stairs. Click, click, click, the sound of leather shoes stomping on the ground seemed very abrupt in such a quiet environment, and Modo walked unhurriedly to the top floor.

The lights in the corridor on the fifth floor were dim, and even a few light bulbs were flickering on and off, but I don't know if it was due to the lack of power supply or the bulbs themselves. The mentally ill were closed on both sides of the aisle, and the windows on the doors were large enough for doctors and nurses to look outside.

Modo walked through a room, and suddenly a face came to him, Modo frowned, and the patient was lying on the glass and giggling.

A doctor wearing a mask walked briskly from the end of the hallway, and he slammed the door, "You haven't slept so late, you want to live in a small dark room, do you?" Hurry up and go to bed! ”

The patient laughed and turned around and said to himself, "It turned out to be a dead man, hehe, dead man." ”

Mo Duo's brows furrowed even deeper, and the doctor quickly bowed back, and said to Mo Duo in fear: "These ignorant guys have rushed into their masters, and their subordinates are willing to be punished. ”

With a wave of his hand, the doctor led him to the room at the end of the hallway, and the doctor carefully led the way to the door of the room numbered 530. Modo gently pushed the door and found that the door was not closed, so he pushed the door open with more force and walked in.

The doctor waited for Modo to enter the room, carefully closed the door, and then stood in the doorway and waited.

There are many paintings on the walls of the room, painted with charcoal and very distorted expressions of human faces, with their mouths wide open and their eyes empty, as if they have lost hope and can no longer see any light.

On the bed in the room sat a man with a messy beard, the man's eyes were bright, and when Modo entered the room, the man asked in a sincere tone, "Would you like a cup of coffee?" It's like an old friend who hasn't seen each other for a long time comes to visit the house, and the host takes out his treasured coffee and asks the guest whether to add sugar or not.

Modo didn't know what the expression was on his face behind the platinum mask, and his tone was equally calm, "Today is your birthday, I came to wish you a happy birthday, and the birthday cake prepared for you will be brought to you soon." ”

The man smiled happily, "My birthday party has just begun. ”

The room was empty, with nothing but a small bed and no decoration except for the horrific pictures on the wall, but the man said that his birthday party was lively.

Modo laughed out loud, he stretched out his right hand, and said gentlemanly: "Of course, your birthday party simply makes me crazy with envy, can I invite you to a dance?"

The man stood up in fear, "Of course, we'll get everyone's applause." ”

Two men, holding hands, danced in this small room, in a beautiful form, like the best dancers in the world.

—— —— ——

The battle between Senyi and Solo continued, and from the afternoon to the night when the sky was gradually covered with stars, the entire asphalt road had been destroyed to the point where it was impossible to see what it had been, and there were cracks like cobwebs everywhere on the road, and the trees planted on both sides of the road fell in pieces, and the cutting surfaces were as smooth as mirrors.

The two began a completely reckless fight, in fact, an hour ago, members of the Yudit family's secret guard and members of the night organization Nature Soul Hall came here, one is to prevent ordinary people from approaching, and the other is to clean up the aftermath of the many traces left by the battle between the two bigwigs, and the two gangs have a tacit understanding to take a pine tree that has not fallen as the boundary, quietly waiting for the two to stop.

Senyi and Solo have no worries, and the two who want to fight happily have completely let go of their hands and feet.

"The power of the mid-mountain." Solo once again bounced high and pressed Sen Yi with the weight of his own body raised by the psionic "Mountain God".

In an instant, Sen Yi struck out again, and slashed at Solo's chest.

The two of you come and go, huge but evenly matched.

Finally, after the last encounter, Solo used his spare strength to distance himself from Senyi, he touched his chest, grinned and said, "That's it, Senyi, I'll go first." ”

Without waiting for Senyi to reply, he slid backwards with his feet on both feet, and in a few seconds he reached the end of the asphalt road.

The members of the Natural Soul Hall followed behind the hall master and retreated one after another.

"It's not slow to remove the tortoise shell." Senyi withdrew the long knife, sneered, opened his mouth to catch the cracked tiger's mouth, and sucked the blood that flowed out.

—— —— ——

The birthday cake was finished, and the birthday party, which was only two people, was nearing its end, and the man who lived in the deepest room on the fifth floor of the mental hospital sat back on his bed and invited Mordo to sit next to him.

"Lord, when you danced just now, you were a little hesitant in some of your movements, seeing that you are absent-minded, you should have something on your mind, what do you need me to do for you?" The man asked calmly.

Modo smiled, took a photo out of his pocket and handed it to him, "I need you to do something for me." ”

The man who looked ordinary, dressed like a mentally ill person, took the photo and looked at the boy in the photo seriously.

Mo Duo looked at the charcoal painting on the wall and said casually: "This person has a black stone in his hand, I want you to help me get it back." ”

"Lord, I'm sorry I can't get out of this room right now." The man whose real identity is actually the master of the Spirit Spiritual Hall of the Night Organization put the photo on the bed casually, and said expressionlessly: "At that time, your original intention of building this mental hospital was to let me hide here and concentrate on comprehending spiritual energy, and now the spiritual energy comprehension is not perfect, even if my strength has been greatly improved, but for Solo, there is no difference between me now and me in his eyes back then." ”

Mo Duo rubbed his temples with a little headache, "You offended Solo because of spiritual energy, in order to avoid him, I built a madhouse for you as the base of the spiritual hall, so many years have passed, and you can only fight with him if you thoroughly comprehend this spiritual ability, but you have a grudge, but it's a pity that ...... now"

"Lord, sooner or later, the grievances between the two of us will be settled, and I have a hunch that that day is not far off." One of the four hall masters of the Night Organization, who was regarded as Modo's right-hand man, the man who was regarded as Modo's right-hand man pressed his hands on his knees and sat upright, he thought for a while and continued: "If it is simply to retrieve the black stone without leaving a trace, then I have a suitable person here. ”

"Who?" Modo asked.

"Sidi, one of the three cadres of the Spirit Spirit Hall after me."

Modo stood up, "Where is he now?" I went to him personally. ”

The Spirit Hall Master smiled mysteriously, "I'm lecturing." ”

Modo walked out of room 530 with doubts, and asked the doctor guarding the door to take him to Sidi, the panic in the doctor's eyes flashed, but it did not escape Modo's eyes, the doctor led the way, walked down the stairs and passed the square to a building in the far corner of the madhouse.

The doctor's body trembled a little as he spoke, and he pointed to the dark building and said to Modo, "Master, Lord Sidi is inside. ”

Looking at the doctor who turned around and was about to leave, Modo stopped him and asked, "What is this person doing inside?" ”

The doctor also said something that puzzled Modo, "Sidi-sama is lecturing." The doctor turned and ran.

This person named Sidi is not known to Modo, and all the actions of the Night Organization have been directly ordered by him to the four hall masters, and then let them make further specific arrangements, so Mo Duo does not know most of the people in the four halls, let alone the spiritual spirit hall that the other three halls unanimously believe that using the madhouse as a base is simply the most suitable spiritual hall.

But what is certain is that Modo does not like this man, very much. Giving a lecture late at night, this kind of guy who is full of suspicions of pretending to be a ghost makes him have to rethink whether to change someone to complete this mission.

Whether he likes it or hates it, he still wants to see this person, and he wants to know what it is like to be admired by Gregory, the spiritual hall master who has always liked to live only in his fantasy world.

Mo Duo stepped into the black building, and beyond the ears of ordinary people, he heard the sound of bamboo poles hitting the podium. When Modo arrived at the room where the sound was made, he found it full of people, and there was an eerie silence in the room, except for a thin, pale man on the podium who was holding a book and reading it with emotion.

He reads, "You will sweat so that you can eat until you return to the earth." You are dust, and you will return to dust. ”

Modo, who was standing outside the window and watching, raised his eyebrows, which is a sentence from the Bible.

He reads: "May God give me the peace to accept what cannot be changed." May God give me the courage to change what I can. And give me the wisdom to be able to distinguish between the two. ”

Another sentence from the Bible, this fool or a Christian?

Soon Modo noticed that something was wrong, the students sitting under the lectern were so quiet that they stopped talking, stopped moving, and even stopped breathing.

It turned out to be a group of dead people, Mo Duo reached out and stroked the platinum mask on his face, this madman actually gave a lecture to a group of dead people in the middle of the night!

Moreover, the expressions on the faces of these people were vivid, their faces were ruddy and shiny, and it was obvious that they had been carefully dressed, and even deceived the eyes of the night lord Modo.

Modo pushed the door and walked in, Sidi, who was reading vigorously, was interrupted by the sound of the door opening, he angrily put the textbook still on the table, turned his head and looked at Modo with a look at the dead, Modo glanced at him, and found that this person's eyes did not contain any emotion, but soon, Modo found out that he was wrong, after the man in the room and Modo looked at each other, a pool of stagnant water suddenly appeared in the eyes of color, just when Modo was strange, he suddenly knelt in front of Modo excitedly, he actually wanted to lean over and kiss Modo's shoes.

Modo frowned and removed his feet and said to him, "What does this mean?" ”

Sidi lay on the ground, not daring to raise his head or reply, as if he would be punished by God as soon as he opened his mouth.

Just as Modo's patience was about to be exhausted, Sidi spoke, he lay on the ground panting, and said in a trembling voice, "See the Night Lord Modo." ”

Does he know himself? That's right, the platinum mask on the face is already the best pass in the night organization.

Mo Duo said coldly: "You get up, I will give you a task." ”

Sidi stood up, his eyes full of excitement, Modo handed him the picture and told him what to do and asked, "Can this be done?" ”

Sidi hurriedly said: "It will definitely be done, after all, you are the second person I respect." ”

Second? This piqued Modo's curiosity, and he asked, "Who is the first?" ”

"God." Sidi's eyes were filled with awe, madness, and extremism, "God is the person I respect the most." ”

Mo Duo sneered and said: "Then the person you respect the most should be changed, I don't want to condescend to a person who doesn't exist, I hope I ask you next time, you can answer the answer I want." ”

"Yes." Sidi was respectful.

Modo glanced at the corpse that was dressed like a doll again, and suddenly he was completely interested, he turned and walked out of the room, and just as he was about to step out of the room, he glanced back at Sidi again, Modo found that this guy had been staring at his back, but there seemed to be another emotion under the respect in his eyes, this emotion Modo couldn't say what it was, but it seemed to be similar to the way he looked at his corpse students when he was lecturing on the stage at the beginning.