Monster Psychology Clinic

"Yes!"

The shadow protector unfolded the tablecloth and laid it on the side of the road. In order to match the mood of Lord Mozun, he even picked a wild flower and put it next to the doctor's hair.

Lord Mozun, on the other hand, took advantage of this gap to comfortably touch his stomach, brewing up his emotions before the big meal.

"Meow~! Ah! What's in my stomach?"

Ming Huan felt that there seemed to be something strange in his stomach. It was a bit hard, and it seemed to be exuding bursts of spiritual power.

The little black cat narrowed its eyes slightly, opened its mouth slightly, and spat out a golden teardrop-shaped spar from his stomach.

The spar just landed on the doctor's naked heart, emitting a faint golden light.

"This is a golden spirit stone!" Shadow Guardian exclaimed in a low voice!

Ming Huan was also taken aback.

He remembered that he was in the soul of the snake spirit with Simon, and something seemed to hit him.

I didn't pay attention to it at the time, but I never thought that a golden spirit stone would be brought out from the soul place of the snake spirit!

"I have heard that there are indeed such spiritual stones in the souls of some monsters. This thing is very rare, just like pearls. Some sand gets into the clam shell, and the clam will secrete substances to wrap the sand and become pearls. ; and some foreign objects penetrate into the place of the soul, and the soul will be very painful, so it will also secrete soul fluid to contain the foreign objects and form golden spirit stones."

Gold Lingshi is a good thing, there may not be one monster in a thousand.

The conditions for forming Jin Lingshi are too harsh.First of all, there must be foreign objects that can enter the land of souls.

Just imagine which cultivating monster does not regard the land of his own soul as a treasure, how can foreign objects enter easily?

Secondly, when a foreign body enters the Soul Land, the pain is so extreme that few monsters can bear it, and most of them are directly tortured and go crazy and commit suicide.

In the end, even if there is such a thing, it needs to be handed over willingly by other monsters, and it is impossible to take it by force. The body can be destroyed, and the soul wants to hide something, even if it is a demon, it is difficult to find it.

Ming Huan moved closer to the golden spirit stone, sniffed it vigorously, then lay down on it and listened with his ears.

The foreign object wrapped in this golden spirit stone turned out to be a strand of Xu Xian's soul.

This must be the strand of Xu Xian's frightened soul that came in when Qingqing transformed into his original form and was about to devour Xu Xian.

After so many years, the snake spirit Qingqing polished this strange soul into a rare golden spirit stone in the demon world without her knowing it.

What's even more rare is that this thing actually fell into his arms!

Ming Huan looked up at the unconscious psychiatrist under his paws.

It must be this doctor who gave psychological treatment to her body in the place of the soul of the snake spirit, so she was able to get such a golden spirit stone.

Ming Huan held the golden spirit stone and performed the exercises. The green light thread wrapped around the golden spirit stone, and wisps of spiritual energy emanated from the golden spirit stone and was sucked into Ming Huan's body.

In the end, Jin Lingshi lost all its brilliance, and was shattered into powder in Minghuan's claws and was blown away by the wind.

As for Ming Huan, who absorbed this golden spirit stone, the spiritual energy he had been contaminated with for so many years has recovered a little bit! !

"Meow!!" Ming Huan's spirits lifted!

I thought that this crappy earth, the earth with no aura, is completely hopeless!

I thought I was going to be a kitten for many years!

It turns out... there is still this method to restore spiritual power!

Ming Huan was so excited that the fur all over his body exploded, that's great!That's great!It turns out that by following Simon, you can even pick up the dropped golden spirit stone! !

Ming Huan jumped up, sat on Simon's face, flicked his tail, and solemnly announced: "From now on, I will keep this man as a pet!"

"Fat to eat?" Shadow Guardian asked.

Ming Huan snorted, and slapped out his paw, and the winking Shadow Guardian flew three feet away.

Lord Mozun who absorbed the golden spirit stone is no longer a kitten, and his mana has also recovered a little bit, even if it is just a little bit, it is enough to beat someone!

Ming Huan looked at his paws with satisfaction, licked them, then tiptoed to Simon, and rubbed his head against Simon.

The comatose Simon woke up immediately, and the surrounding barriers were also lifted.

Simon looked around suspiciously, what's going on?Why did you just pass out while walking?Still weakly lying in the middle of the road!

"Meow~!" A little black cat raised its face and rubbed its head against Simon's arm.

So Simon hurriedly picked up the little black cat in his arms, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I may have exhausted too much energy just now, and suddenly passed out due to hypoglycemia. You didn't fall, did you?"

The little black cat nodded in satisfaction, crawled along Simon's arm to his shoulder, and squatted on his shoulder as quietly as a cat.

"I'm so hungry, go eat something. Do you want to eat too?" Simon stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and walked towards a small restaurant not far away.

And the little black cat on his shoulder was silent at the moment, thinking about cat life silently.

Unexpectedly, there is so much spiritual energy contained in a single golden spirit stone, as long as there are another hundred pieces, he can completely restore his mana! !From this point of view, it is better not to rush back to the Demon Palace.

Simon ordered a bowl of wontons at a food stall on the roadside. The hot bowl was placed on a greasy and old table, which was very touching.

Simon took two bites and found that his black cat was squatting on the table and staring at him intently, so he had a good understanding, scooped up a thin-skinned stuffed stuffed cat, and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Ming Huan swallowed his saliva.

He was hungry just now, and now he saw the wonton in the white porcelain spoon. The wonton skin was very thin and translucent, revealing a little pink inside the meat.The fragrance penetrated into the brain along the nose, and the demon king's brain was completely confused.

So he opened his mouth and swallowed it with a groan.

There are so many tastes in this mouthful that it is difficult to describe, and I can only use four words - the most beautiful in the world! !

The little black cat closed its eyes contentedly, and smacked its mouth, as if slowly savoring the delicacy served by the human pet.

"So you still like to eat wontons!" Simon seemed to have discovered the New World, so he fed the remaining half bowl of wontons to the cat.

But the cat actually has a big appetite and hasn't eaten enough yet.

In the end, one person, one cat, and six shadows returned to Simon's den together.

Now that he decided to keep a cat, Simon decided to give the cat a name.

He looked at the cat for a while, and thought for a while: "Pavlov has a dog, Skinner has a mouse, and Simon has a cat. Let me name you Blackie!"

Lord Mozun doesn't care about this, it's just a human pet, if he is happy, then let the deity pamper him!

This night, in order to take care of his new pet's emotions, Mozun graciously slept with Simon.

In the middle of the night, Simon turned over and seemed to touch someone in a daze, but he didn't care, thinking it was probably his dream.

Lord Mozun almost peed out of fear. It turned out that when he was asleep, he would have difficulty controlling his own form, half-human, half-cat or something—it was too scary, and it’s not good to scare Simon, so it’s better to get the new pet as soon as possible. Get a cat litter for this deity!

Master Mozun snapped his fingers, and a simple dream trick took effect immediately.

When he woke up the next morning, Simon opened his eyes. The first thing he did was to rush into the consulting room, turn on the computer, and record his dreams.

As a therapist, it is important to persist in self-analysis.

And self-analysis begins with analyzing every dream.

The dream last night was very clear and special, and it must have important meanings, so—record it, and carefully analyze the special meaning of this dream!

Simon turned on the computer and typed into his dream:

I dreamed that my cat spoke, saying that it was the Supreme Being of the Demon Realm, and wanted to take me as a pet, and asked me to make him a more luxurious nest.

Dream interpretation can be said to be the basic skill and basic skill of a psychologist.

Freud had a saying, "If you can't understand dreams, you can't understand neurosis."

Therefore, according to the consistent principles of dream interpretation, Simon began to make free associations for each element in the dream.

Let's start with "Little Black Cat".

Simon typed two thousand words of free association about "Little Black Cat" on the computer.

Then followed by "Supreme of the Demon Realm", and another [-]-word free association.

Of course, "pet" cannot be let go, and "cat litter" also has specific meanings.

As for the fact that the little black cat is his pet, why did he have a reversal in the dream and he became the little black cat's pet?

Simon touched his chin and began to think about the reverse psychological meaning.

However, at this moment, his computer suddenly flickered twice, and the screen changed from a word interface to a simple, clean, suffocating blue screen.

"No!!" Even a psychiatrist couldn't keep calm in the face of a computer blue screen of death and possible file loss.

The computer stood there quietly, without saying a word.

A line of lovely English words, silently proclaiming that last night's dreams were all floating clouds.

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"Anunknownroroccurred. Please restart your computer and try again

***stop:0×0000008E（0×0000005，0×805F91E2，0×B3EE79A8，0×00000000）”

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Restart, still blue screen; restart again, still blue screen.

In the end, Simon had no choice but to sigh, and dialed the number of Computer City.

"Hey, maintenance master? My computer is broken, and the error code is... yes, can the data still be kept? What? It's dangerous... Poisoned?"

Simon hung up the phone and looked at his broken computer in silence.

It's time to change the computer, but before changing the computer, you should explain to yourself the dream last night that felt special, remembered clearly, and was very mysterious and worthy of research.

So Simon stood up, and after the computer master took the computer away, he silently closed the door of the psychological clinic, went to the pet store across the street, and bought the most luxurious, comfortable and expensive cat litter.

"Perhaps, this is not Freud's dream at all!" Simon, who lost tens of thousands of words of dream interpretation documents and was devastated, comforted himself, "This is an omen-like dream that belongs to Jung. disaster!"

Simon moved the cat litter home, but when he got to the door, he found a new patient at the door of the consulting room.

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