Raised a house of obsession

Chapter 76 Mushroom Wine, So Fragrant

Zhou Yi was taken aback.

"Could it be that there are some special obsessions in my spiritual world, watching me silently?"

He closed his eyes and concentrated, only to see a quaint stone slab and his own psychic fire.

And the "Ma Baoguo" and "Silent Peeping Man" standing still beside the stone slab.

There is no starry sky or memory bubble, unlike others.

This should not be the real spiritual world.

"Sure enough, I can't enter my own spiritual world. This is probably just a special space carved out by the stone slab."

……

Old Comrade Li Xianfeng can be said to be the person who cares about Zhou Yi the most in the entire Xi Institute.

Even adding two more words "most" is not too much.

What kind of mushroom wine is so fragrant, I have lived for 60 years in this life, and I have never drunk such delicious and mellow wine!

Even though I knew the name "mushroom wine" was fake, even though I was drunk for three days and three nights, and even though it delayed things, it was still... too delicious.

After drinking it, I couldn’t forget it, couldn’t stay awake, and couldn’t sleep at night!
Especially when I heard that when Zhou Yi sent a little "mushroom wine" to Wang Zhengfa, old man Li was even more worried, thinking about it day and night, and his thoughts almost flowed out!
But he also loves face.

I've already asked Zhou Yi once, and I can't ask for it a second time.

If you don't talk about Wude, that's not good.

Elderly people, we need to talk about Wude.

Therefore, he focused on Wang Zhengfa.

Beside Wang Zhengfa's office all day and night, walking up and down, coming in from time to time to check in or something, his eyes rolling around.

"Old Wang, ahem...he cured another patient?" Li Xianfeng walked into the office with his nose twitching, as if he was looking for the place where Wang Zhengfa hid the wine bottle.

"Yes, I have made a lot of money. Now I am rich. It is not necessarily a good thing for young people to make money so easily. You, Lao Li, need to suppress them to prevent them from being alienated by capital." Wang Zhengfa joked road.

Li Xianfeng blushed, "Don't tell me about the suppression, I've got other people's short-sighted words, and now I can't find a chance to suppress him."

"A glass, just a small glass."

"I knew you would do this!" Wang Zhengfa knew the purpose of Old Man Li's visit and took out the small glass bottle with a smile.

In a small cup, a little was poured, but that was enough.

"Hey, why did I drink it all in one gulp? This is the legendary 'monkey wine'. Drink a little less, this kid is really willing." Li Xianfeng tasted it little by little, " Good character."

Wang Zhengfa also poured a cup, and talked about what happened these days: "So what if it's worth a thousand dollars, you drink it as soon as you drink it. People give it away, so we still hide it? Do you want to sell it for money?"

“One sip will add another year to your life, what’s the use of money?”

Listening to the other party's narration, the flame in Li Xianfeng's heart ignited once again.

"The second patient was cured like this? It took more than a week, 10 days? Just 10 days?!" Old Man Li asked in disbelief, "He is really self-taught."

He no longer knew what to say.

The first patient took it for less than half a month, which can be understood as a half-measure.

But the second patient only took 10 days?
what's the situation? 10 days?Are other spiritual healers like this?

Isn't it very difficult?
Is this profession so bad that you can become self-taught by flipping through a shabby textbook for a few days?

And it’s still the one that treats one patient in 10 days?
It made Li Xianfeng feel a little itchy, and wanted to practice telepathy skills...

But it's a pity, Li Xianfeng knows that he doesn't have this kind of talent at all, telepathy or something, many people with this kind of talent are sentimental and often suffer from depression.

But Zhou Yi is not the sentimental type at all. What's going on?

"No sequelae?"

"It seems that there is no sequelae. I don't know how to cure it. It's so fast... It was cured in 10 days."

"Fu Lintao is definitely back to normal." Wang Zhengfa lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "It seems that there is such a thing as self-taught."

"Although it's just treating ordinary people, the difficulty is a little lower, but it's still amazing."

Li Xianfeng was a little unconvinced, he was moaning, he didn't know what he was talking about.

Indeed, even in the prosperous Great Xia Kingdom, there are too few people who become spiritual healers without a teacher.

Ten years, 20 years, there may not be one!
Even if Li Xianfeng was not convinced, he could only hold back: "So you want to help him find a special recruitment spot in the university? You have invested a lot."

"There is no way. If you want to return to the Great Xia Kingdom, you must rely not only on your ability, but also on your connections. Investing in young people is all about long-term benefits." Wang Zhengfa shook his head, "After 10 or 20 years, say I might make money. Even if I fail, I don’t lose anything. It’s okay to help him.”

Li Xianfeng took another sip of wine, with a satisfied expression on his face: "In fact, I have already asked my brother..."

"However, he disagrees with the number of places in the university."

The natural penance stream is one of the pillars of the entire Great Xia Alliance.

A group of psychics who don't ask for money and live in poverty are the ones who can't get it no matter what.

The top brass of the penance stream has a high reputation and power in the Great Xia Alliance.

Theoretically, it would be almost effortless for a grandmaster to open his mouth and fill up a university spot.

"Your senior brother disagrees? This kind of genius should also be buried?" Wang Zhengfa was a little puzzled.

"Because...there is something wrong with the whole international situation." Li Xianfeng was silent for a long while, then shook his head, "Psychotherapists are a special category of superpowers, and every quota for further studies in universities is established. So he became a natural civil servant.

"Otherwise the spies from the Western Continent would have infiltrated it long ago."

Wang Zhengfa remained silent. Indeed, although the technology in the Western Continent is more advanced, the development of psionic energy and the use of various superpowers are inferior to the Eastern Continent.

Psychic energy is too demanding on the mind, and it needs ancient inheritance and a long-standing cultural atmosphere to nourish each master.The religious atmosphere in the Western Continent is too strong, and the constraints on thinking are too high, so the high-end combat power is not as good as that of the Eastern Continent.

But just that, the reason is not enough.

Zhou Yi's son, Zheng Genhong, has never had contact with anyone from the Western Continent, so he cannot be a spy.

"There is a second reason...the archaeological team."

When he said these three words, Li Xianfeng obviously lowered his voice, looking a little nervous.

(End of this chapter)