Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 444: The sleepless night before the confrontation, the ancient ape angrily denounces fate

Yuan Tiangang stuffed a heavy wine gourd into Lin Qiye's hand.

"I know you have something on your mind, and it's making you feel uncomfortable. Come, have a drink with me, and let me help you forget your worries!"

Lin Qiye took the wine gourd, tilted his head back and took a sip. The spicy wine slid down his throat into his stomach, but it did not dilute the depression in his heart at all.

Yuan Tiangang spoke some comforting words here and there, but Lin Qiye just drank in silence like an old monk in meditation.

Back at the hotel, Lin Qiye lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Yuan Tiangang's words were still echoing in his ears, but they were like scratching an itch through a shoe, unable to touch the anxiety in his heart.

Commander Ye's figure and those profound words kept flashing through his mind: "Everything will be arranged."

This night is destined to be sleepless.

The next morning, Lin Qiye got on the car to the base with dark circles under his eyes.

The atmosphere in the car was dull. Wu Hen tried to speak several times to liven it up, but was silenced by Lin Qiye's absent-minded responses.

He could only look at the scenery outside the window boredly, occasionally making a few irrelevant complaints, but no one paid any attention.

"Brother Qiye, what's wrong with you? You look like an eggplant hit by frost."

Wu Hen nudged Lin Qiye with his elbow, "Didn't you sleep well last night? Did you dream about some pretty girl, and then..."

He winked and made an expression that everyone understood.

Lin Qiye forced a smile and didn't respond.

After arriving at the Gods Psychiatric Hospital, Lin Qiye went straight to Ward No. 4.

Heitong'er was sitting at the door, holding a ball of wool in her hand, fiddling with it from time to time.

"Hei Tong'er, about the precognitive dream..." Lin Qiye just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Hei Tong'er.

"I know what you want to ask, but I can't tell you." Heitong'er's voice was still calm, as if there was no emotional fluctuation.

Lin Qiye sighed and turned to leave.

At this time, Nixya came over with a tray of food, "Qiye, stay for lunch. I made your favorite braised pork."

Lin Qiye shook his head and politely declined Nixya's kindness.

He walked to the door of Ward No. 4, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

The ancient ape was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was practicing some kind of martial arts.

"Senior Guyuaner..."

Just as Lin Qiye opened his mouth, the ancient ape suddenly opened his eyes and shot two rays of light at Lin Qiye, "You again! What are you doing here again?!"

Lin Qiye's heart trembled, and an inexplicable sense of crisis surged in his heart.

Before he could even open his mouth to explain, he heard the ancient ape roar, "Don't talk to me about destiny again! My fate is in my own hands!"

The ancient ape's aura suddenly surged, and the air in the room seemed to freeze.

He stood up suddenly and walked towards Lin Qiye step by step. "You, do you want to try my fist?"

Lin Qiye walked into Ward No. 4. The air was filled with a faint smell of medicine, mixed with the unique herbal fragrance of the ancient ape.

He looked at the Monkey King in front of him, who was once a powerful figure but now looked like an old man, and felt mixed emotions.

"Senior Gu Yuan'er, I..." Lin Qiye's voice was a little hoarse.

"I know what you want to say," Gu Yuan'er interrupted him, a hint of fatigue in his tone, "Destiny, fate... I understand all of this."

Lin Qiye took a deep breath and said slowly: "I don't want to ask these. I just... want to talk about myself."

He told Gu Yuaner in detail how he had watched his companions sacrifice themselves time and time again and how he was powerless to prevent the tragedy from happening.

When he was moved, his voice trembled and his eyes became red, as if he had returned to those painful moments.

The ancient ape listened quietly, and a ripple gradually appeared on his originally calm face.

The Buddha's light on his body fluctuated slightly, as if it was infected by Lin Qiye's emotions.

"You know what, Senior," Lin Qiye said in a low voice, "I really feel powerless, so powerless... that I want to give up everything."

Gu Yuan'er's eyes became complicated. He looked at Lin Qiye as if he saw his former self.

"Give up?" Gu Yuan'er suddenly raised his voice, his aura suddenly bursting out. "Do you think giving up can free you? Do you think running away can free you from the shackles of fate?!"

A powerful pressure instantly swept through the entire room. Lin Qiye was caught off guard and was blown away by this force, falling heavily outside the door.

"Qi Ye!" Heitong'er exclaimed and rushed forward to help Lin Qi Ye up.

Nixya also ran over with a worried look on her face, nervously checking his injuries.

The members of the Night Watch heard the noise and rushed over. When they saw this scene, they were all shocked.

"Senior..." Lin Qiye struggled to stand up and stretched out his hand to stop the people who wanted to rush in.

The ancient ape stood in the middle of the room, his eyes wide open, glaring at the sky.

His voice resounded throughout the mental hospital like a huge bell: "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God! Even if it is God, I will break it!"