Raised a house of obsession

Chapter 167 Only Three Catties!

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "Why did you drink up all the 'mushroom stuffed' I gave you last time? Didn't you want to take small sips?"

"You really brewed it? You still have this skill!" Li Xianfeng was a little moved.

"Don't worry about who brewed it, I agreed to give you two catties, and now I'll give you three catties for the 'dead like this', okay? That's generous enough!"

"Ah?" Old man Li was a little dissatisfied. Baijiu gets better with age. There are dozens of jars in this big cellar, adding up to hundreds of catties!

He is only three catties!

When I think about it this way, I feel a little unbalanced.

But there is no reason to ask for more. He himself said that this is a top-quality wine, and he only did some physical work. Would you like to ask for more?

However, looking at the large pile of jars in the cellar, I really felt itchy in my heart, and secretly cursed: "It's all cheap for Ye Tiansheng! Can you come and rub a little bit in the future?"

No way, Ye Tiansheng's only problem is "stupid".

His apprentice's things are kept here, he will not be greedy at all, if he really encourages Ye Tiansheng to be more greedy, maybe this idiot will turn his face.

Thinking of this, Li Xianfeng was really anxious and unbearable, his whole body was steaming, and he began to feel jealous of Ye Tiansheng for no reason.

Even he himself doesn't know why he should be jealous, obviously he can only watch but not drink, even if it's just put here it's good.

Wait... wait.

A flash of light flashed!
This kid, he didn't know how to brew the most top-notch rare wine under his nose, and he didn't know where he learned this craft?
But no matter what, as long as there is this technique, it can be brewed repeatedly.

He should brew again in the future, right?

I, Lao Li, drink some wine from time to time, and I am still flattered.

Just when Li Xianfeng was thinking strangely, Zhou Yi took the wine jar out of the cellar and poured three catties for Li Xianfeng.

"yours."

Ye Tiansheng also smelled the strong aroma of wine, he leaned over, poured a glass from a small cup, tasted it and said: "Good wine, it reminds me of the story that happened... the dead are like a husband, Day and night, this name really lives up to the name. Time goes by so fast, and before I realize it, I am already old."

"Even if it's only a month old, it can be considered a rare wine. I don't know how strong it will be if it's ten years old or 100 years old."

"It's impossible for us to drink the 100-year-old, so we can only make it cheaper for future generations." Li Xianfeng took a sip and closed his eyes.

Zhou Yi also tasted it for a while. The wine smelled very fragrant, but it also tasted calm like running water. The world began, and everything went through my mind like a revolving lantern.

His heart was beating, absorbing all these faint memories.

He took a deep breath and said, "The formula of this wine is very simple, but the most important thing is to use the centenarian's hair as a primer, otherwise it will be just ordinary liquor without the charm of time."

"No wonder, no wonder...it's Mrs. Sun's hair." Li Xianfeng said.

"Yes, the hair she gave me."

"In the future, it will be rare...how can there be so many old people who have experienced ups and downs?" Zhou Yi sighed.

For a while, the room fell silent, and everyone began to mourn the deceased Mrs. Sun.

A month's worth of new wine does not bring a strong sense of time passing, and even ordinary people can barely bear the charm of it.

Zhou Yi planned to give Fu Lintao and Wu Zhenyu a drink too.

These two guys are too weak, it's better to become a bronze seal sooner.

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After a few sips, Zhou Yi and Li Xianfeng left Ye Tiansheng's house and returned to the West Institute.

There are still serious things to do now, and the "dead people are like this" in this jar will have to wait for Ye Ling to drink at the banquet after her college entrance examination.

Even if they are all drunk by then, it will be fine.

Zhou Yi started to work hard again.

For spiritual therapists, collecting people's emotions and desires is the most important step.Adding these obsessions to the patient's mind can effectively "hedge the obsession."

The spiritual healer who collects more obsessions will have more effective healing methods.Of course, other spiritual healers need special psionic skills to accommodate these foreign obsessions through their own souls, which has a certain degree of danger.

Zhou Yi had no such worries.

The spiritual space opened up by the sage slate can accommodate almost infinite obsessions, and at the same time, it can prevent the person from being spiritually polluted.It is equivalent to the most complicated and difficult step for a spiritual therapist, which he skipped.

And at this moment, he has basically collected human love and hatred, ups and downs, these most basic seven emotions and six desires.

There are really too many prisoners who need treatment in this ghost place of the West, such as those who are addicted to stealing, those who have an excessive desire to dominate, those who are violent in the family, and have anti-social personality... There are all kinds of people, these People can be treated in theory, it is a matter of time.

A large number of people's psychological problems can be quickly solved by the old comrade "Ma Baoguo".

The only trouble limiting Zhou Yi's brushing experience is the need to gain the patient's trust, which is real trust and cannot be fake.

Even with the "Wall Breaker Needle", he would not dare to forcibly enter the spiritual world of strangers, otherwise it would still bring risks to himself.He was also unwilling to lose his life just to earn some experience.

Doctors have a parental heart, and sometimes Zhou Yi will sympathize and pity some people, especially some delinquent teenagers.Their family environment is generally not good. They can work hard to be normal people, but they will never repent. They have to hang out, gamble, and even feel that their path is correct.

In this case, no matter how high his skills are, there is nothing he can do.

It is indeed rare for a prodigal son to return.

So he asked Professor Zhong Shengtang, who is also a spiritual therapist, about this matter.

"I can't help it, Xiao Zhou, don't worry about it." Professor Zhong said, "When I was young like you, I was also an intern in a mental hospital. The biggest characteristic of mental patients is that they think they are normal and stubborn."

"The prisoners in the West Institute should be the same, even worse."

"In our industry...spiritual healers are too rare, and we can only devote our limited power to the maximum benefit. When there were no spiritual healers before, wouldn't human civilization continue as it is? Spiritual healers are very important, but Don't think it's too important."

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(End of this chapter)