Chapter 253 Baby

"Order?" Feng Ling chewed on the word and couldn't help laughing. "It's quite interesting to think about it. She established all kinds of rules and order for us kids, but she also wants us to be as free as the wind and let us have the last name Feng. So what exactly does she want..."

Li Qing asked: "Is her last name Feng as well?"

"No one knows her real name. I heard that she changed her name from the day the welfare home was founded. Everyone calls her Mother Feng." Feng Ling recalled and said slowly, "We secretly gave her many nicknames, such as Witch Feng, Old Lady Feng... Children are quite vicious, right?"

Li Qing pondered and said, "Children... are like a group of ignorant little wild animals. Their sense of good and evil is vague. They must establish a sense of order before they can adapt to social life."

He raised his eyes to look at Feng Ling, "You just said that she was very strict with you. In fact, it was also a kind of confrontation with genes. She was afraid that the violent genes of criminals would lead you astray."

"I didn't understand these things when I was little. I just thought she was hateful and always found fault with me." Feng Ling turned his head to look at the phantom beside him, and sighed, "I hated her and was afraid of her because she was in charge and could control my food, clothing, housing and transportation. For a long time, I didn't want to call her Mother Feng. I felt that she was not worthy of being called Mother. It was really strange. I obviously didn't know what a mother should be like..."

"You don't resent her now." Li Qing said with a firm tone.

He could tell because Feng Ling looked at the phantom with a very peaceful look, with a hint of nostalgia in it.

Feng Ling joked to himself: "I have grown up."

Li Qing said in an encouraging tone: "So you will resolve the fear in your heart and will not let the mark of the Lord of the Labyrinth affect your own state."

Feng Ling smiled and said, "It seems that you are really worried that I will be influenced by the Lord of the Maze."

"The mark has a mental influence. I have to suspect that the Lord of the Labyrinth has similar abilities. I don't want anything to happen to you, whether as a partner or as..." Li Qing paused for a moment and said carefully, "...a friend."

Feng Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, "Friends..."

Can aliens understand the weight of the word "friend"?

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in the quiet room. Feng Ling and Li Qing turned their heads at the same time and found that Ye Zheng had fallen from the wall.

Feng Ling couldn't understand why she was so insistent on sleeping while hanging on the wall.

Ye Zheng shook his head and slowly stood up. Seeing the two people at the door looking at him, he frowned and explained, "I had a nightmare."

Feng Ling gloated over the misfortune and asked, "Do you need a sedative?"

Ye Zheng rolled his eyes at her, turned around and prepared to climb back up the wall to go back to sleep, but after thinking for a moment, he changed his mind and walked over to Feng Ling and said, "Forget it, I won't sleep anymore."

Feng Ling said cheerfully: "What a coincidence, I won't sleep either."

Ye Zheng looked at her, then looked at Li Qing, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you two talking about?"

"Master Li, an anthropology research enthusiast, is trying to provide me with psychological counseling," Feng Ling said with a smile, "He is worried that the shadow of my childhood will erode my heart and affect my combat status tomorrow."

Ye Zheng looked at Li Qing with a questioning look, "You still understand this?"

Li Qing turned away awkwardly, "I don't really understand..."

Ye Zheng frowned and said to Feng Ling: "It's better to find a professional for this kind of thing. When you go back, ask Su Yuqing to introduce you to a psychologist."

Feng Ling shook his head, "No, I don't have any psychological problems."

Ye Zheng added: "Don't be embarrassed. The mental state of all card holders, whether they are inspectors or hunters, is related to the safety of people's lives, so it is normal to always pay attention to your own mental health and it is also normal to receive treatment."

"I'm really fine, why don't you believe me?" Feng Ling said helplessly, "I'm as healthy as I can be."

Ye Zheng didn't believe it. "It's not shameful to admit that you have mental problems. There are many people with mental illnesses in this society now, not to mention that you are an orphan..."

"I'm not an ordinary orphan," Feng Ling raised his hand and showed four fingers, "I have four mothers."

Ye Zheng frowned, "What?" "Do you know what the power of love is?" Feng Ling said half-jokingly, "Love can heal everything, and I am a little baby loved by mothers, with a sound personality and mental health~"

Ye Zheng's brows furrowed even deeper. "What the hell are you talking about? It's so corny."

"Is this corny? Tsk, I can tell from the looks of it that you come from an unhappy family." Feng Ling pointed at Ye Zheng and said, "Either your parents are very strict, or the family atmosphere is tense..."

"Hey, do you want to fight again?" Ye Zheng was annoyed.

Feng Ling was surprised: "No way, could it be that I was right? I was just saying it casually."

Ye Zheng turned and walked away with a cold face.

Climbed back up the wall.

Li Qing looked at Feng Ling helplessly, "She meant well, you shouldn't be so angry with her..."

Feng Ling was slightly stunned. "I didn't. It must be her problem. The pollution value of 40% is still too high. She gets angry easily."

Li Qing: “…………”

If you insist on thinking so, then I can't say anything...

but--

Li Qing silently glanced at Feng Ling, thinking: Is this possible? Is he joking, or serious? A little baby loved by mothers...

This topic is a bit sensitive, and Li Qing doesn't dare to explore it unless Feng Ling brings it up.

The night was long, and Feng Ling asked Li Qing to tell him a story to pass the time.

Li Qing talked about the gods here. He liked to study these things, and wanted Feng Ling to find it interesting, so he put in extra effort and tried to make his talk more interesting.

"...The most interesting thing is that most of the gods were ordinary mortals. After their death, the local people built temples for them and deified them. For example, the god of Fengxi Kiln was a nine-year-old child. There was also a young man and woman who crossed the river by boat. After they drowned, they were called the God of Love of Panyu..."

When they were talking about the third immortal, Feng Ling fell asleep on the sofa.

Sleeping deeply.

In the silence of the night, Li Qing began to reflect on the hypnotic effect of his storytelling.

…………

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The next day, everyone except Li Qing went to the center of the maze.

Huangfu Miaomiao carried explosives, Xu Yiming brought a sniper rifle, Feng Ling and Ye Zheng prayed to the gods several times on the way to stack up the buffs.

The four of them came to the roof of a small seven-story building closest to the center of the maze. From afar, they saw the mountain rising and falling in the mist, still appearing to be collapsing.

It was the first time that Xu Yiming saw the mountain with his own eyes. He was so shocked that he was speechless and could not help but lean forward to see it more closely.

Feng Ling raised his hand to stop him, "We're going to place the explosives, you stay here and observe the situation. When the parade team comes out, they will release very strong mental power, which can easily cause impact on the brain. Remember to keep a safe distance."

"Okay, I understand." Xu Yiming nodded.

Feng Ling picked up a large bag of explosives, turned around and went downstairs with Ye Zheng.

Xu Yiming held onto the railing, watching the two people's figures gradually getting smaller downstairs, then looked up at the huge mountain in the distance. He couldn't help but feel a bit like an ant trying to shake a huge tree.

It's unreal, yet full of anticipation.