Yan Qilin didn't react, but Feng Yun didn't care about it.

The moment he saw Yan Qilin for the first time, Feng Yun officially confirmed the conjecture in his previous heart.

Although this world is not a game world, there are NPC characters that I designed in the game, and this Yan Qilin is one of them.

The image of this Yan Qilin in front of him has a great similarity with the characters in a certain exploration work in his previous life.

Although it is different, it does borrow a lot of templates.

No way, at that time, Feng Yun was really too lazy to design the background image and character image for the NPCs of this game alone, and these required a lot of capital investment, so he simply came to change his skin.

Of course, in order to prevent losses in lawsuits, in addition to the character design, Feng Yun will also make a lot of magic adjustments.

For example, although the character of Yan Qilin in front of him is also a cold type, in other aspects, he has done a lot of original processing and adjustments.

For example, the ability is more complex and powerful than the original; For example, the identity background has also been changed to a certain extent, making it more bizarre and mysterious.

After all, Feng Yun was making a folk game at the time, and he had to deal with all kinds of weird and demonic things, and if he was set based on the original model, he would definitely not be competent, so he made some changes and strengthened in all aspects.

Therefore, although in a real sense, Feng Yun saw Yan Qilin for the first time, he knew him very well.

"They all say you're crazy, they say you have something ......"

Feng Yun really couldn't say it for a while, so the professional term quickly looked at the doctor on the side, and the doctor hurriedly smiled and said:

"Delusional Disorder ......"

"Yes, that's it. But, in fact, I know that what you say is true. ”

Feng Yun's words really got Yan Qilin's feedback.

Yan Qilin glanced up at Feng Yun with some confusion, although he didn't speak, but this reaction had already surprised the doctor next to him.

In the doctor's impression, Yan Qilin was almost always the same, fading out of the red dust, as if his heart had never been in this world.

So much so that many experts have believed that Yan Qilin has been trapped in his own delusions, but he never thought that Feng Yun's simple words would make this piece of cold ice show signs of melting.

"Come with me, you don't belong here.

Immortality may seem like a curse to you, but if this talent were wasted in this room, it would be a bit of a terrible thing. ”

Feng Yun's words had a deep meaning, he knew Yan Qilin very well, and if he wanted to stimulate Yan Qilin's reaction and let him go with him, he could only do so.

The doctor couldn't understand what Feng Yun was talking about at all, but what surprised him even more was that Yan Qilin slowly opened his mouth at this moment.

He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, so at first he could not make any sound, until a moment later, a magnetic and gentle voice came from his mouth:

"Who are you?"

Looking at Yan Qilin, Feng Yun smiled: "Strictly speaking, I have a relationship with Ling.

Now, let me introduce myself, I am the director of the Yanjun Military Office, the director of the polling bureau, and I came here specifically to find you.

I hope you'll join the polls, and in return, I'll tell you all the questions that are bothering you.

For example, why you are so special and help you to bring out the power that lies within you. ”

Feng Yun did show a bit of unfathomability at this moment, but in fact, this was just Feng Yun's rhetoric to deal with Yan Qilin.

Because in the original game setting, the NPC character Yan Qilin has been suffering from immortality, and is constantly pursuing his own secrets, so he will continue to explore secrets and catch demons in the background setting of the game, leading players forward.

If you don't say that, how can you take him away?

Sure enough, Feng Yun's words made Yan Qilin's eyes appear a little thoughtful.

After a few short seconds, Yan Qilin raised his head again and looked at Feng Yun:

"Really?"

"Seriously!"

The whole process was a little simpler than Feng Yun imagined, which was also thanks to his understanding of Yan Qilin's character.

After all, there is one sentence that he is not wrong, in a sense, this character is indeed created by him. Feng Yun knew him better than his parents.

Soon, Yan Qilin stood up and walked towards the door without saying a word.

"Click!"

He casually twisted the lock hanging on the door, and the scene really stunned the doctor.

Feng Yun walked towards the door and said to the doctor:

"I took this person away, and the military government will reissue and sign the following procedures and confidentiality agreements for you."

Until Feng Yun and Yan Qilin left this place, the doctor still didn't come back to his senses.

With some trembling, he picked up the lock on the ground and examined it carefully, only to notice that there were several clear finger marks on the lock.

"What kind of psycho is this?"

For a moment, the doctor was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, and at this time, Feng Yun had already taken Yan Qilin to the military vehicle.

After getting into the military vehicle, Yan Qilin's cold voice quickly came into Feng Yun's ears:

"How much do you know about me?"

Feng Yun and Yan Qilin sat in the back row together, and said in a deep voice:

"Basically, I know, and I know very well, that the reason why you stay in this mental hospital is because you feel out of place in this world, and you can't find your own place.

Wherever your power is placed, people will be treated as monsters, and once the secret of immortality is known to others, it will lead to countless disasters.

I know you're tired of wandering around, so you've chosen to lock yourself up in a mental hospital.

But the reason why you are willing to come out with me shows that you still have some hope in your heart, doesn't it? ”

Yan Qilin didn't speak, but Feng Yun did say what he wanted.

For Feng Yun, Yan Qilin only felt that this person was very mysterious, and even made him a little unable to see through it.

Thinking of what Feng Yun said earlier, Yan Qilin asked again:

"Polling Bureau, what is it?"

Feng Yun had long expected that Yan Qilin would definitely ask this question, so he quickly responded:

"When I get back to the polling bureau, I'll explain it to you one by one.

Although the polling bureau is only just beginning to be established, I can guarantee that you will not be the most special person here. ”

The two talked in the back row, and the guards drove the military vehicle back to the military mansion, but in the meantime, they had to pass through the Balipu road.

This road can be regarded as a relatively well-known antique street in Yanjun, and it is lined with antique shops.

Don't look at these stores seem very deserted, but in fact, this line has not been open for three years, and it has been open for three years to eat huge profits.

But when he drove into Balipu, Feng Yun immediately noticed that this small road, which usually did not have too many people coming, was now full of people, and several cars were blocked here and could not pass.

This made Feng Yun feel a little puzzled, and during this period, there were still people on both sides running briskly towards the place where the crowd gathered in front of him.

"Stop the car and ask what's going on."

Under Feng Yun's order, the guards hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, pulled down the window, and stopped a passerby:

"Hello, what's going on?"

"I've also heard that it seems that someone bought a fake and came back to the boss to theorize."

This kind of thing is not uncommon here, Feng Yun has always thought that this kind of antique trading is a legal fraud, so he didn't take it too seriously.

But at this moment, Feng Yun suddenly heard a shout from someone not far away, and there was a shout from the group that was full of energy and had a strong Northeast accent.

"What's the matter? didn't inquire, who doesn't know the fat master in this Balipu? I want to make money from the fat man, grandma! ”