Monster Psychology Clinic

When Minghuan came in with a packaged wonton in his mouth, Simon didn't notice it at all.

Simon is teaching computer freaks.

"Qianlan, when you post advertisements and arrange patients, if there are some problems that you know the psychiatrist can't solve, why don't you arrange them?"

Light blue groaned sophistry: "I don't have the master! I have screened the patients."

Simon took out his tablet and flipped to the bottom of the post.

Immortal Zibai was here just now, and it is not easy for him to carry out the training of internal staff. Now there are no outsiders, and he will start to settle accounts after autumn.

"Such as 'I want to fall in love with this psychiatrist', 'I enter the Tao today and plan to ascend tomorrow', 'I beg the doctor to give me some spiritual stones', you come here with such requests, as a 500T scholar Artificial intelligence should know how to say no!"

Qian Lan still covered her face and cried bitterly: "Oh, doctor, you don't love your work anymore. You are completely different from our robots, I don't love you anymore!"

Simon said, "Thanks, I'm just a mortal."

Qianlan covered her face in a groaning voice, ran out holding the keyboard, and replied to those little monsters again, popularizing all kinds of psychological knowledge. It is more realistic for the little demons to learn the "Diamond Demon Sutra" if they want to enlighten themselves.

Simon turns off the lights, closes the doors, finishes his day at work, and goes home to sleep.

When he came to the living room, he found a hot bowl of small wontons on the table in the living room. The skin was thin and stuffed, and the top was sprinkled with chopped green onions. A few sesame oils were floating on the soup, which made people move their index fingers.

Simon sat down unceremoniously, scooped up the small wontons with the spoon and ate them, thinking while eating: That computer freak in Qianlan knew his mistakes and could correct them, so he even bought small wontons for himself, so... I'd better change him to better ones tomorrow display it.After all - I made a lot of money this week.

Meanwhile, Simon's cat, at this moment, was squatting next to the little wonton, watching his pet eat condescendingly.

The pets eat happily and comfortably.Being a host is also very rewarding!

Look, look, this is a little ravioli that Master Mozun personally bought for you!

At the feet of the black cat, the six shadows had already patrolled the surrounding area, and secretly reported: "Your Majesty, Master Zibai seems to have been here just now!"

Meow~?The little black cat uttered a cry and jumped out of the window.

Simon just looked at his cat with such excellent jumping ability.

The table was almost two meters away from the window, and the cat just jumped over it? !

Ming Huan stood on the windowsill and sniffed the night sky with his nose.

Although the cat's sense of smell is not as sensitive as that of a dog, it has a natural advantage.What's more, he has practiced for many years?

So Ming Huan quietly sneaked into the place where Zibai Zibai stayed just now, and by the way, he also found Qianlan who was struggling to reply.

"Qian Lan, what happened just now?" Ming Huan turned into an adult, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in black, sitting on the sofa tapping Erlang's legs.

Light blue turned her head and let out a cry of surprise: "You! You! You! The cat demon grows so fast!"

Ming Huan frowned.After his cultivation recovered a bit, his six senses became much sharper, not only that, the murderous aura all over his body became much stronger, and the computer monster was so scared that he didn't dare to speak properly.

"What happened? I'm not interested in asking a second time!" Ming Huan said.

So Qian Lan told Balabala about the caveman just now.

Ming Huan touched his chin, his chin was a little round, a typical cat's chin.

Mozun didn't expect at all that Master Zibai was worse than himself!

At any rate, he found a pet by relying on his cute original form.

As a result, Zibai Daoist is so stupid that he can only wear a grass skirt and be a beggar!

"He wants to ascend? Want to prove the Tao? Hehe!" Ming Huan chuckled.

The devil is here, and he wants to take away his pet doctor?

With a whoosh, Ming Huan disappeared, leaving only a blue screen with a light blue face.

"Why can't my advanced electronic eyes catch the whereabouts of this cat demon?" Qian Lan thought silently, "My face must have been smashed by Zibai real person. This is a work-related injury! I want reimbursement!"

On the street, the Zibai real person tugged on his grass skirt.

The nights in autumn are actually a bit cold. Those cultivators who have practiced iron cloth shirts in cold and heat don't care about the weather.But... isn't this the magic power that was beaten by the demon king?

It's so cold... Master Zibai hid in a street corner tremblingly, holding his wooden stick in his arms.

There was a tattered iron bowl on that street corner, Master Zibai was still alive these days, thanks to this tattered iron bowl on the street corner.

Ding!

A coin fell into the bowl, Master Zibai hurriedly picked up the coin, blew it, carefully put it in his arms, and thanked the kind people who passed by: "Thank you, thank you, good people have a safe life, and will soon testify Soar."

Soon, another couple passed by this street corner.

The young man was very kind, took out his wallet, and counted a ten-yuan bill. When he was about to give alms to the beggar, he was stopped by the girl.

The girl looked Zibai up and down: "Look at this man, he has arms, legs, and muscles all over his body. He is so strong that he can't rely on himself. It's too much to beg! Don't give him money!"

So the young man stuffed the money back into his wallet under the watchful eyes of Master Zibai, and left!

Master Zibai had no regrets, he silently looked at the wooden stick in his arms.

Although this wooden stick doesn't look eye-catching, it still has a little bit of spiritual power. At least the defense value is not bad, and it won't break it no matter how you hit it.

However, at this moment, a black shadow fell in front of Master Zibai.

Master Zibai looked up and saw a boy in black looking at him condescendingly and indifferently.

"Hey!" The boy in black greeted.

"Ha!" Master Zibai ran away without saying a word.

When the two met at the beginning, they met each other, so the fight was completely dark.

But now, Ming Huan has already absorbed two golden spirit stones, and because Master Zibai has been reduced to a beggar, his cultivation base has not improved at all, and he is no match for the Demon Lord. If he doesn't run now, when will he wait?

So the two started chasing in the street, and soon, Zibai Zhenren was chased by Ming Huan.

As soon as the black-clothed boy stretched out his hand, the poor grass skirt from the cave period was wiped out.

"What the hell are you going to do!!!" Master Zibai covered his shame and shouted in anger, "If you have the ability, help me ascend to proclaim the Dao, and we will fight again in the heaven!"

The boy in black snorted coldly: "Don't go to Simon in the future!"

"Why!" Master Zibai, as an ancient cultivator, can be threatened by the Demon Lord?

However, before saying a word, there was a click, and the wooden stick in Zibai's arms was broken by Ming Huan.

Ming Huan threw the broken wooden stick in front of Master Zibai, and said flatly: "If you dare to go again, this will be your fate! This is... the price you pay for beating the computer monster!"

After speaking, Ming Huan turned and left.

He really wanted to kill Master Zibai to end the years of grievances.

However, the demon's pride made him unable to kill such a Zibai real person.More importantly - when Minghuan thinks of Simon, the appearance of him eating small wontons makes him very happy.

Lord Mozun who is in a good mood is not really a big devil.

The big devil hummed a song and left in a happy mood.

And Zibai, who was naked and stripped of the last wooden stick, looked at the night sky in despair.

"Heaven! Don't you really give me a way to survive?!" Zibai real person looked up to the sky and screamed.

Behind the Zibai real person, the neon lights of the nightclub are twinkling, making the nightclub's signboard very ambiguous against the night.

"Hey, this streaking little brother!" A middle-aged woman stood behind Zibai real person, looking up and down at this desperate young beggar.

The opponent's back is perfect, with a tight waist, a straight butt, and thick and powerful thighs.

Especially when the other party turned his head, although his face was a bit dirty, his handsome appearance and sharp eyes were particularly breathtaking.

"What's the matter?!" Master Zibai was in a bad mood.

"Are you looking for a job? Our nightclub just needs someone like you." The middle-aged woman stepped forward, took Zibai's arm, and handed him a business card.

There are four words written on the business card - Pure Love Club.

Master Zibai followed the middle-aged woman into the clubhouse without much struggle.

In the clubhouse, there are all young and handsome men like him, and Zibai Zibai is secretly amazed.

He really didn't know that there was a certain place in this world where so many good-looking men would gather.

The pure love club opened the eyes of Zibai, a cave dweller.

However, in another corner of the city, a monster stood in front of the mirror.His body is broken, and his black nails are very long. At this moment, he is holding a brush with his nails, and is drawing something with his heart.

In front of him was a piece of human skin, which looked very delicate and shiny, like a living person.

The monster drew and drew carefully, and finally, he put down the pen in his hand, folded his arms in front of his chest, tilted his head and carefully admired the human skin drawn in front of him, and then nodded in satisfaction.

After a while, the human skin slowly floated up in the air, and the monster got into the human skin.

A delicate and lovely woman appeared in the mirror.

Looking at the reflection in the mirror, the woman pursed her lips slightly, but there was a trace of confusion and doubt in her eyes. She looked at the mirror and said to herself: "I have practiced for so many years, why... still can't do it?"

On the table behind the woman, there is a computer.The computer screen flickered with the hottest post on the demon world forum - "Are you depressed?"Are you anxious?Do you feel blocked in your practice?Simon Monster Psychological Clinic, be your caring person on the way to ascension! "

On the second day, Qian Lan went to replace herself with a newest display screen.

It was very expensive, and Simon's newly inflated wallet immediately deflated.

As a result, the matter of making money was put on the agenda again.

"Master, master!" Qian Lan knew how expensive it would be to replace it once, so she actively urged Simon to work.

"There is a patient here. He wrote a provocative letter, saying that he only loves himself and will never ascend to preach. Let you see him." The patients recommended by Qian Lan to Simon are all richer than the other.

This patient is said to be a European aristocrat, and there are several old castles in Western Europe!

Simon didn't pay much attention to Qian Lan's recommendation at all, because he just got another more precious invitation letter.

It was sent from a domestic psychological summit forum.

This forum is held every four years for a period of three days. It gathers all the experts in the field of psychotherapy in China. Everyone will conduct in-depth academic exchanges in this forum.

Moreover, it is said that the most exciting thing is that there will be a section of "Huashan Lunjian".

For a patient, psychologists of different schools take turns to see who is the most effective and able to solve the problem.

Although this link has been criticized by many people in the industry, some people even wrote a long Weibo to publicly oppose it, saying that such an approach is harming patients.

But it is no match for the people who are not afraid of the height of the stage when watching a theater, and the life of everyone in the psychological circle is too boring and needs to be adjusted. Therefore, this link of "Huashan Lunjian" has been retained and has become the biggest attraction.

Of course, some patients were made more serious by this link; of course, some patients were not affected at all. After defeating more than a dozen psychiatrists of different schools, they still believed that they were Lord Mozun.

"So? Master, are you going to this summit forum?" Qian Lan was heartbroken, "Three days, do you know how much it will cost for three days, air tickets, hotel fees? And also, how many customers can you pick up in three days? How much is it? If you go to this forum, you won’t earn a penny!"

Simon nodded: "Yes, I'm going!"

Of course, it is part of going to broaden your horizons and communicating with your peers.Of course, what's more important is that a junior sister I had a crush on when I was in school will also go!

This invitation letter was sent to me by my junior sister!

Light blue feels bad for the psychiatrist who is in the courtship period, and he tries to persuade Simon not to be so impulsive.

"Master, you are gone, what about your cat? Do you know how much your cat has been biting its mouth recently?" That cat demon is also a big spender!If it weren't for the small dried fish, deep-sea salmon, and geoduck that the cat demon eats all day long, maybe his own monitor could be replaced with a better one!Top-notch, foldable, [-]D imaging one!

However, a little black cat is insignificant compared to the little junior sister whom I haven't seen for three years.

Simon says: Call the pet boarding company and let them board for three days!Xiao Hei won't mind.

Light blue nodded helplessly.

He wrote back to the rich and self-loving patient, telling him that the doctor was going to participate in the summit forum and would not accept guests temporarily.

I called the pet company again and signed a foster care contract.

Finally, when the people from the pet company came with the cage - the cat was gone!