Chapter 281 – My Name Is Not Trash

　　Ka da!

　　The crisp sound of a bolt rang out as Lin Qiye slowly pushed open the door to the room, and almost at the same time, the melodious sound of a zither came out from within the room.

　　The three people outside the room were stunned.

　　This zither sound was different from ordinary zither sounds, the sound was clear and grand with a long lingering aftertaste, and every fluctuation of the strings would cause the mind to shake with it ……

　　Just as Lin Qiye and the others were mesmerized, a rough and sharp voice suddenly came from behind the door.

　　Ah~~!

　　Lin Qiye’s hands shook.

　　Bare branches!

　　On the glorious earth!

　　The dark shadows cast.

　　Called me distracted ……

　　I, too, as if I might.

　　Deserve.

　　To be born again!

　　The shrill voice recited ancient poetry in a staccato, emotional manner, as if it were a cockerel’s voice, squeaking and crunching the melodious melody to pieces. ……

　　If the previous sound of the zither was like a delicious dish on a table, the moment this voice appeared, it was like someone smilingly carrying a vat of rat droppings, picking open your mouth and forcefully pouring it in!

　　The stark contrast made Lin Qiye three people s faces turn blue, Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment and silently closed the door of the room again ……

　　I think it s better for this guest not to come out …… Lin Qiye said seriously.

　　Nix and Merlin nodded their heads in agreement.

　　You wait, I’ll add a few seals to this door, so don’t let him escape …… Merlin seemed to remember something, casually changing his hand into a staff and about to start chanting magic.

　　Just then, the door of the room was pushed open from the inside, and a handsome young man with blonde hair poked his head out from the inside I think, there may be some misunderstanding between us ……

　　Thud!

　　Lin Qiye expressionlessly closed the door of the room once again as if nothing had happened, and turned his head to look at Merlin, Lord Merlin, make your move.

　　Creak creak creak ……

　　The door handle in Lin Qiye’s hand trembled madly, emitting a piercing sound, as if someone was struggling to turn the handle on the other side and couldn’t wait to come out from inside.

　　Lin Qiye held the handle in a death grip, not letting go.

　　After the handle trembled for a few moments, it let out a crunching sound, and Lin Qiye only felt a lightness in his hand, and looked down in dismay, falling into a deep thought about the half cut door handle in his hand ……

　　The door to the room was opened violently, and the blonde-haired handsome man stood behind the door, gently shaking his hair, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

　　Hello guys, my name is Bragi.

　　The corners of Lin Qiye’s mouth twitched slightly, helplessly hiding the half-empty doorknob in his hand behind his back as he looked up and carefully sized up the man in front of him.

　　To be honest, it was the first time Lin Qiye had seen such a handsome-looking man since he grew up.

　　Fair skin, three-dimensional bridge of the nose, features exquisite as if carved out of the general, just the right length, azure eyes as clear as the ocean, golden tresses of hair naturally hanging on the forehead, messy and unique beauty.

　　He smiled slightly, even the brilliant sunshine was eclipsed.

　　Uh …… not trash? Lin Qiye opened his mouth with some uncertainty, his afterglow glanced behind the man and saw his exclusive panel, and it dawned on him, oh, Bragi!

　　Ward three.

　　Patient: Brakey

　　Quest: Help Blakey heal his mental illness, and when the healing progress reaches the specified values (1%, 50%, 100%), some of Blakey’s abilities can be randomly selected.

　　Current treatment progress: 0%

　　The moment he saw this name, the myths and legends there were about him instantly surfaced in Lin Qiye’s mind.

　　Are you the ninth son of Odin, the God of Poetry and Music, Bragi? Lin Qiye opened his mouth and asked.

　　Bragi bowed slightly and saluted like a gentleman, It is precisely me.

　　Lin Qiye looked at the harp he was carrying in his hands and a look of realization appeared in his eyes.

　　When he first came to the asylum and released Nyx, he had carefully observed the doorways of several other rooms, of which the harp on this third ward was one of the few clues that could be used to deduce the identity of a god.

　　A harp, that was bound to be related to music, when Lin Qiye had studied the history of world mythology in the training camp before, he had summarized all the gods related to music, and the Nordic God of Poetry and Music in front of him was among them.

　　What’s wrong with you? Lin Qiye asked bluntly.

　　Bragi froze, I’m not sick! Oh.

　　Looks like it s not very sick ……

　　Think about it. Lin Qiye continued to speak, has anything been off lately? Like feeling like there’s someone who’s been around you all the time, or being particularly interested in something, moving around and turning into a pink starfish running around kind of thing?

　　Merlin: ……

　　Bracky seriously contemplated for a long time, to say that there is something wrong, there is indeed one.

　　What? Lin Qiye’s expression turned serious.

　　It seems like I’ve gotten better looking again recently. Lin Qiye resisted the urge to shut him back in the hospital room and tried to make her voice more calm, I’m talking about something abnormal!

　　Right. Bragi nodded seriously, I’ve recently, become unusually good looking.

　　Lin Qiye: ……

　　Lin Qiye silently looked up at the sky, always reminding himself that the man in front of him was a patient, and as the dean, he absolutely could not do anything to beat up a patient …… unless he really couldn’t help it.

　　Forget it. Lin Qiye took a deep breath, you just stay first, I will go out to get some air ……

　　Lin Qiye turned around without looking back and walked toward the distance.

　　He had just gone downstairs when he met Li Yifei, who was preparing to go dry his clothes, and directly called out to him.

　　What’s going on? Li Yifei asked suspiciously.

　　There’s a new patient upstairs, but it’s not clear where exactly he’s sick right now, you usually pay more attention to him to see what’s wrong. Lin Qiye instructed in a low voice.

　　A small matter. Li Yifei smiled.

　　Lin Qiye left the mental hospital, opened his eyes in the hospital bed, and after a long sigh, he still picked up the remote control beside him.

　　Right at this moment, a soft sound came from outside the door, and a man wearing an escort’s uniform walked in.

　　Patient Lin Qiye, it’s time for free movement, do you need me to take you out for a walk? The escort asked politely.

　　Lin Qiye didn’t have the slightest hesitation and directly sat up from the bed, go!

　　Lin Qiye walked out of the metal room along with the caretaker, only then did he really see the full picture of his room, looking at the tightly closed metal cube, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

　　This array, it was indeed a bit scary.

　　The caretaker led Lin Qiye to the combination lock, one hand blocked the keypad, the other hand quickly pressed a dozen buttons, and with only a soft sound, the thick portal slowly opened.

　　Behind him, Lin Qiye’s eyes flashed with a flash of gold and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.