Lin Yuan stood under the rack and looked up at the sentry tied up on it.
The man's head was drooping, his face was covered in blood, his hands were tied and hung above his head, and his toes could not touch the ground. The scorching sun hung high above the rack, making him look even worse, almost like a rag hung on an iron frame to dry.
Lin Yuan now remembered the sentry's name, which was a little strange: his surname was Ni and his given name was Ji.
Ni Ji, yes, that’s the name.
At this moment, Ni Ji looked nothing like before.
Lin Yuan still remembers that several years ago, this sentry was wearing the special forces uniform of the Sentinel Academy and had a clean face.
The black tights show off the sturdy body lines, slim waist and long legs.
The black military boots stepped on the snow, splashing snow beads all over the sky.
At that time, the young sentry was like a sharp knife that had no way of being restrained.
Now, if it weren't for that unique sound of the sea tide, Lin Yuan would never have brought the two together.
For some reason, this sound of seawater always gave Lin Yuan a familiar feeling. Every time he heard this sound, the tentacles became particularly excited. They rolled up, stood up, stretched out their small suction cups, and were eager to explore.
When Lin Yuan appeared at the execution ground, the sentries watching under the screen were extremely surprised.
They all made way for her, watched curiously, discussed excitedly in low voices, and gathered with their friends.
No one expected that the higher-ups would send a guide to serve as an interrogator.
After all, in a military camp like this, interrogations are common, and the appearance of guides is a rare thing.
Ni Ji, who was on the rack, heard the buzz of discussion all around him getting louder. He opened his eyes and saw a young girl walking towards him through the crowd.
She was a guide, wearing an ivory dress, with a slender figure, delicate features, and even her walk was graceful. She seemed non-aggressive.
But at the first sight of her, Ni Ji's heart sank.
Why this person
Ni Ji was actually not too afraid of those people sending guides.
When he was young, he lived in the capital of the empire and saw many guides in the White Tower. The guides were carefully raised in the White Tower since childhood, wearing beautiful clothes and leading a comfortable life, living a luxurious and soft life, like flowers in a greenhouse.
Even though the guide was born with a strong mental power that could influence the sentinels, he never thought that a guy who grew up in such an environment could easily pry open his mental barriers and invade his spiritual world.
Even when he had been tortured for many days and was already very weak.
It’s just that these people in the Quartermaster Department are too dirty.
He had seen a sentry who had been tortured to the point of mental breakdown. He was originally a man as strong as steel.
First, torture your body to wear down your will. Abuse people to the point of being at their weakest, and then use humiliation to crush their spirit.
But, the girl they found was that girl.
If there was a guide in the White Tower that he was afraid of, he would say it was a girl he had met several years ago.
Back then, that very young girl possessed such a powerful mental strength that even frightened him.
It just happened that she was the one who came, and it just happened that I had offended her badly in order to carry out orders.
Ni Ji smiled bitterly, tasting a hint of blood seeping from his cracked lips.
He suddenly felt extremely thirsty.
Those people had hung him here for four or five days and hadn't let him drink even a sip of water.
My throat felt dry and burning.
Is it possible that I will fail? I can't even complete the first step of my plan.
Ni Ji felt that the sun above his head was too dazzling, and his consciousness began to become a little fuzzy.
So many people died and so much blood was shed, but the God of Fate was still unwilling to give even a little bit of luck.
He should have known that fate would only smile upon those who lived at the top of the White Tower.
If I could have a sip of water.
He knew that he shouldn't think about such unrealistic things at this time.
But deep inside my body was clamoring, thirsty. The more I tried not to think about it, the more I couldn't help but stare at this thought over and over again.
At least give me a sip of water, he thought.
If I could drink a sip of water at this time, maybe I could make it through.
The sergeant in charge of the interrogation was very happy to see Lin Yuan coming. The guide's joining meant that he could finally complete the task that he had been unable to complete.
He diligently served tea to Lin Yuan, brought a comfortable chair, picked out the thickest whip from the torture instruments on the table, and held it in his hands with great interest.
"Sit down and rest first. I'll give him a tough one. It will be easier for you to do it later."
The guide took his tea and drank it slowly, but put his white little hand in front of his eyes and waved it back coldly.
"No, you can leave." The tone was very impolite.
The prison internment officer was of low rank and needed help from others, so although he was angry, he dared not say much. He withdrew with displeasure.
I thought to myself, you are such a proud little girl! This is a hard nut to crack. I want to see if you can do it.
In the office room on the second floor, several clerks and Roy brought chairs and sat side by side by the window to watch the excitement below.
"Xiaoyuan is very young, but her college assessment scores are quite high. She seems to be very outstanding." Officer Wu looked very happy as he flipped through Lin Yuan's file.
Roy thought to himself, you don't know, she only has one subject with a ridiculously high score, and basically failed all other subjects. This girl is a weirdo, but how many people who can apply to the Special Research Department are not weirdos
Of course, he would not tell this to the officials around him.
Roy stretched his neck to look under the window. He didn't know if Lin Yuan could do it.
Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what methods the new guide would use to torture the stubborn prisoner.
They wanted to see whether the man who refused to give in despite torture would have a mental breakdown and confess under the guide's soft hands.
Seeing the guide raised his hand,
The white and delicate fingers pinched the chin of the sentry on the rack.
Forcing his face up.
Then, with her other hand, she picked up the cup of water on the table and fed it to the sentry.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, it seemed like a normal, problem-free process.
"What is she doing?" Officer Wu was so surprised that she almost jumped up. She pointed at the window and asked Roy.
Roy, who was sitting next to her, slowly crossed his legs and glanced at her impatiently as if she was an idiot.
It seemed as if this was how it was supposed to be done, and only those idiots in their office who had never seen the world would make a fuss.
Officer Wu didn't like to lose face in front of Roy, who was on the same level as her. She held back what she wanted to say, moved her shoulders, and forced herself to sit still.
It's not a big deal, at worst I can wait and see, she said to herself.
Maybe this is really a special method. Anyway, those who can enter the Special Research Department are weird. That department is neither up to the sky nor down to the ground. There is no serious person in charge, and it is full of freaks. Ah, I still can't figure it out.
She glanced at Roy, who was strutting with his legs crossed, looking as if he was too lazy to explain.
Little did he know that Roy was actually completely confused.
What is going on with this little girl
He didn't know, but he didn't care, the little girl was one of his own. And he didn't care whether these idiots in the military control office could handle their affairs well.
Lin Yuan pinched the man's chin and poured the entire glass of water into him.
She watched the man drink the last drop of water in the cup, his cracked lips opened, and he exhaled twice with gasps.
The man drank the water from her hand, then shook his head to free himself from her grip and looked up at her.
His face was covered in blood, and his dirty hair hung down in front of his eyes. He looked as miserable as could be.
But when he lifted his eyelids, the look in his eyes from behind his dirty bangs was unexpectedly the same as the one in the boy's eyes on the snow that year.
There is a hint of arrogance in his coldness, and he is fierce but unwilling to surrender, like a cold knife reflecting the color of snow.
Lin Yuan rubbed his fingers to remove the blood stains on his white fingertips.
Then she opened her palms, covered the man's eyes, and pressed them on his entire forehead.
Lin Yuan found himself on a vast ocean. The water was boundless, clear blue in the distance and emerald green nearby.
Without hesitation, she jumped into the sea.
Diving into this sea is like being in a huge and pure emerald, beautiful like a dream.
That kind of boundless beauty is mysterious and awe-inspiring.
This turned out to be Ni Ji's mental barrier. His mental barrier was actually an ocean.
The Sentinels all have their own mental landscape, a fragile and private place.
It visualizes their moods and emotions, and stores their unknown private memories.
Therefore, they erected high walls to protect this most private garden deep in their souls.
The spiritual barrier is the solid wall that every sentinel uses to protect his own spiritual picture.
Lin Yuan has seen the mental barriers of many sentinels.
Most of them will appear as something solid and bounded, such as a metal wall, a boulder wall, or sharp thorns.
This is the first time I have seen someone’s mental barrier being an endless sea.
The sea water is the softest, and the sea is also the most turbulent and powerful.
Lin Yuan felt that if it weren’t for her, perhaps no guide would dare to jump into the deep sea as recklessly as she did.
She continued to dive into the sea, and the sunlight that penetrated the sea became very weak, falling on her body like strands of golden threads.
The seawater surrounding him looked calm and gentle, and did not react to Lin Yuan's invasion.
It looks like a real ocean.
But Lin Yuan knew that this was Ni Ji's spiritual world, and huge waves and whirlpools could appear in the sea at any time, attacking invaders mercilessly.
She felt no fear; she calmly waited for the moment of battle.
Swim all the way to the deep sea.
The folds of her skirt floated behind her as she dived, and she moved freely in the sea like a creature that had lived in the deep sea since ancient times.
There were some invisible huge shadows extending from under the skirt that was floating like seaweed, extending happily in all directions.
Lin Yuan felt that she was in a good mood. Even though she was doing such a dangerous thing, she had a happy feeling.
She hadn't experienced such emotional fluctuations in a long time.
At this time, she would remember that Jiang Yangshuo always said that he was lacking in emotions and was not like a normal guide.
In fact, she has worked very hard over the years, trying to make herself look like a normal person, trying to maintain the appearance of a normal guide. She has tried hard to live the normal life that everyone thinks she should live.
Efforts were fruitless.
The seabed was very quiet, so quiet that she felt comfortable. From deeper in the sea came some distant and unreal sounds, like the calls of some kind of whale, some kind of fish, or some kind of ancient marine life, calling her to swim there.
Lin Yuan saw the seabed and the garden hidden deep under the sea.
There are soft seaweed and colorful corals, which are like a huge forest, swaying with the waves of the sea as if breathing. Schools of small fish shuttle among them, and lovely conches and shells lie in the sand.
Those huge coral reefs of different heights have a colorful glow on their surface. They are so deep and overlapping that you can't see the end of the space at a glance.
This is actually a sentinel's spiritual world.
So rich and colorful, mysterious and soft, it attracts people's hearts.
The tentacles developed that ambition earlier than Lin Yuan. Each of them wanted to rush into the seabed, roll around there, break something, and then swim around and explore the coral reefs.
Lin Yuan restrained that terrible impulse.
A guide should be gentle and peaceful, full of love and compassion for beautiful things.
She shouldn't be like this.
Lin Yuan heard a clear whale cry coming from the depths of the giant kelp.
A huge whale appeared in the dark seaweed like a forest.
The whale's back skin was inky black, its belly skin was pure white, it had a large and powerful tail, a halberd-shaped dorsal fin standing high on its back, and a white eye spot under each eye.
It was a killer whale, a ferocious beast of the deep sea.
Strong, powerful, and huge, it is the undisputed hunter of the ocean.
This is the prisoner's spiritual body, a form of the sentinel's spiritual power, a clone.
Lin Yuan didn't expect that this sentinel would let him go straight in without any obstruction. He actually wanted to choose to fight him at the edge of the mental picture.
This is a madman, Lin Yuan thought.
A strong guy who dares to take risks.
She suddenly felt a little excited. She began to want to chew her fingers.
Deep in his heart, the thick soil crust that had been accumulated through years of hard work suddenly cracked open, and the tip of a seedling of something popped out from there, but was quickly pressed down by Lin Yuan's hands.
A guide shouldn't be like this, a guide should be gentler, a guide shouldn't get excited about fighting.
The battle started in an instant.
The terrifying and huge tentacle suddenly broke through the soil on the seabed and drilled out. In an instant, it wrapped around the killer whale's tail.
The suction cups on the tentacles tightly locked onto the killer whale's smooth skin, dragging the huge killer whale into the depths of the trench.
Another tentacle quickly coiled up, wrapped around the long tail fin, and then went around the smooth belly and dorsal fin, swimming upwards.
Suddenly, the tentacle was grasped by a strong arm. It was a human male's arm, with purple bruises on the wrist, but it held the flexible and smooth tentacle tightly like a pair of pliers.
Then a sharp blade pressed tightly against the tentacle's skin.
In the disturbed seaweed forest, the turbid water gradually became clear.
Can see everything clearly,
The male killer whale's black tail fin was entangled by thick tentacles, but its upper body had transformed into a human male, revealing the face of the sentinel that Lin Yuan had seen. The man stretched out his powerful arms, grabbed the tentacles, and held them tightly with a sharp blade.
Turbulence surged in all directions, and the water plants and corals destroyed by the tentacles in the battle turned into bubbles of memory and floated up.
The sentinel's young face can be seen here and there in those floating memory fragments.
Sometimes I am laughing, sometimes I am drinking with my friends, and sometimes I am fighting on the battlefield.
This was originally the world made up of his memories. Any excessive destruction would make the sentinel's body mentally unstable and painful.
But at this moment, the half-human, half-whale sentinel was floating in the scattered bubbles, confronting Lin Yuan calmly and calmly.
He held the tentacle with one hand and a sharp dagger with the other, the muscles in his arm tensed powerfully. No one would doubt that he had the ability to cut off the entire tentacle with one blow.
"It will hurt." He stared at Lin Yuan, "Being hurt in the mental picture is more painful than being hurt in reality."
This is his spiritual sea. As long as he feels that he has a knife, he can have it. As long as he feels that the blade can hurt people, the knife can cut off Lin Yuan's spiritual tentacles.
The feeling of the sharp blade against his skin was clearly transmitted to Lin Yuan's brain, causing a slight pain.
The scene seemed to overlap with the snowy night of that year.
Dangerous and deadly, it makes the blood boil in one's heart.
A normal guide shouldn't be like this, a guide should...
Fuck it should.
Fuck the tranquility and gentleness.
Lin Yuan said to himself, I obviously like it, and I clearly have this desire in my heart.
I don't like to wait quietly and gently. I like to attack, take the initiative and destroy, and I like to control everything.
Like to do things that "a guide shouldn't" do unscrupulously.
I was never a normal guide.
(End of this chapter)