Monster Psychology Clinic

On the third morning, Ming Huan woke up from the catnip addiction.

He originally planned to hold a monster meeting today, and by the way, he wanted to overturn the mountains and rivers every day, but when he saw the big and small monsters standing below, he sighed for no reason.

The demons are terrified. In this world, there are not many things that can make Lord Mozun sigh.

"Let's leave it like this for the time being!" Ming Huan said lazily, "Winter is coming soon, I am a little lazy, and I will make troubles in spring."

All the demons looked at each other, and many privately speculated that Lord Mozun should be a snake, a bear, or something else that needs to hibernate.

Since Master Mozun wants to hibernate, it means that everyone can toss the mortal world!

The demons retreated silently, counting with their fingers when it will be winter.

And Ming Huan turned over on his chair, and when his two long legs were resting on the armrest of the chair, he couldn't help but pull out his phone and ask the gold medal tutor.

"It's useless at all!!" Ming Huan said, "My boyfriend doesn't respond to me at all! Are you liars?"

Gold medal tutors always reply in seconds: "This... the teacher just checked your information and found that there is one thing that I missed!"

Ming Huan didn't have the patience he had at the beginning, and poked out a few words with his paw very unhappy: "Fart, let go!"

The gold medal instructor said: "Excuse me, what is your boyfriend's occupation? Some occupations are quite special, so this may be the reason."

Ming Huan scratched his chin with his paw, and replied: "It's a liar, but he claims to be a psychiatrist."

In less than ten seconds, Ming Huan's phone rang, and it was the gold medal tutor.

The emotional mentor's voice was out of breath, completely lacking the professional atmosphere of the first meeting, with a questioning and angry tone: "This is important information! How dare you conceal such important information? You have to take full responsibility for this failure !What's his name!"

Ming Huan was stunned for half a second, there is no one in the world who dares to talk to him like this!

After being stunned for half a second, Lord Mozun cast the spell without hesitation, and a puff of black smoke rushed out of the magic palace.

The gold medal instructor over there is still condemning the students on the phone: "Oh my god, your target is a psychiatrist! You should tell the teacher immediately! Do you know what this means? You know how psychiatrists are trained Is it? Let me tell you, the chance of success in this case is very small, and, because of your concealment, the company will not refund the money..."

Before he could finish speaking, the office door was kicked open with a bang.

The man in black broke in directly, his expression was chilling, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

With just a slight lift of his hand, he grabbed the gold medal instructor's neck.

Teacher Wang's mobile phone fell to the ground all of a sudden, making a bang.

Ming Huan stared at this emotional mentor, and snorted coldly: "When I first came into contact with you, I told you that he is a psychopath! Didn't you even read my basic information clearly?! Also, I won't tell you the name, I don't believe in your level of secrecy!"

Teacher Wang was held up by Ming Huan's neck and held in mid-air, and it was useless to struggle with his legs.

Ming Huan squeezed the fragile human neck, squinting his eyes: "Do you know who this deity is? How dare you shirk responsibility in front of this deity?"

Teacher Wang knew that he had met a tough role.

He gestured desperately, Ming Huan snorted and threw him to the corner.

Teacher Wang covered his neck and coughed hard: "Money...money is non-refundable...I also spend day and night thinking about how to help you chase the male god..."

Ming Huan said indifferently: "Your plan is useless at all! This deity warns you, you must either refund the money, or give a new plan that works! Otherwise... hum!"

Mr. Wang nodded like a chicken pecking at the ground, with a mournful expression on his face: "Okay... okay...you...your boyfriend is a psychiatrist...what is his orientation?"

Ming Huan said: "I don't know! He can hypnotize, oh, yes, I seem to have seen some twelve volumes in his study..."

Teacher Wang cried: "It must be the twelve volumes of Freud's anthology... woo woo woo..."

Ming Huan: "If you can't figure it out, you can get your money back! You liars!"

Mr. Wang covered his heart, his commission was 3 points, that is to say, this moonlight only earned [-] yuan for this list.

Refunding the money... I am reluctant, and I still have to continue to rely on cheating.

So Teacher Wang stood up supporting the wall, sorted out his mood, tried to maintain a handsome and professional posture, and said, "You are lucky. The teacher has studied psychoanalysis here, and our company's The senior supervisor is the world's top psychoanalyst. In this way, the teacher will take your case to the supervisor and will definitely help you achieve your wish."

Ming Huan moved his paws: "This deity has limited patience, I only give you three days!"

Teacher Wang nodded vigorously and watched the tough character leave.

When Ming Huan's shadow disappeared downstairs, Teacher Wang quickly made a call.

The phone rang and picked up.

Teacher Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a crying voice: "Mr. Simon! Teacher Simon, you have to save me this time!!"

Simon was a little surprised that he actually received a call from Wang Yanyan.

Wang Yanyan is a student of a crash course on psychology that he taught two years ago. He used to work for Amway. The reason why he came to study psychology was to sell Amway better.

Simon remembered that the short-term training course lasted only six days. He had just graduated and could not practice independently, so he went to a training institution as a part-time lecturer and taught sales psychology and superficial psychological mechanisms for six days.

There were about 30 students in that training class, ranging in age. Wang Yanyan was able to stand out among the more than 30 people and leave an impression on Simon. Ways to sell Amway products to him.

It was also very strange to receive a call from Wang Yanyan at this moment.

So Simon said, "What's the matter? Did you... have something happen to you?"

Wang Yanyan said: "Mr. Simon, I am also engaged in psychological work now! I encountered a particularly difficult case, and I want to seek your supervision!"

Simon said: "Okay, then I'll see the arrangement... How about it, I have time in three days..."

Wang Yanyan said: "No! I'm in a hurry! Otherwise, I treat you to dinner tonight as a thank you teacher for imparting the knowledge to me that day...Although it's only been six days, it has benefited me a lot..."

Simon wanted to say no.

But the other party is worthy of selling Amway's background.

"I recently joined an emotional company. The business is very good. I also want to talk to you about cooperation and dividends."

Simon looked at his watch, the next patient was coming soon, and he didn't have time to entangle with Master Amway, so he said, "That's all right, at six o'clock tonight, you set the place."

After hanging up the phone, Simon opened the door of his consulting room.

Outside the door, stood an acquaintance.

The man looked to be in his twenties, and the late autumn sun shone on his monk robe, reflecting the lustrous light.

The man's brows and eyes drooped slightly, and there was an indelible depth and compassion in his deep eyes.

"Benefactor, the poor monk is here!" Zen Master Hollow said.

Simon nodded. It was his first time to give the monk psychological treatment, and he was still a little nervous.

But since the snake spirit, mermaid, and painted skin have taken over everything, it will be a matter of time before the monk.

Zen Master Hollow walked into the treatment room slowly, and sat down there without saying a word.

Simon knew that he couldn't be more silent than a monk.After sitting in meditation for several months without eating or drinking, Simon is very self-aware.

So he took the initiative to ask: "Master, you... it's better to hurry up, we only have one hour."

Zen Master Hollow nodded, his hands fit together, the yellow monk robe and red cassock set off his clean and hale face, which was extremely firm.

At this moment, the sunlight leaked through the window and covered the shoulders of the demon master, which made Simon feel dizzy for no reason.

Simon said, "How about starting with what happened in the last two days?"

Zen Master Hollow stretched out his arm. The gauze wrapped around his wrist has been removed, but there are dense cut marks on his arm.

Each dish seems to tell a story.

"The poor monk has not encountered any strange things in the past two days. If there is any, it is that the poor monk has been dreaming of that day 100 years ago these days."

100 years ago, it was the era when the Shenzhou land was sinking, wars were raging, warlords were divided, and monsters were rampant.

That year, Kong Xin was only 27 years old, but he had already become the youngest and most promising mage in Zhengfa Temple.The big local warlords are all proud of being able to invite Mage Hollow.

There is a vixen in this family, and there are evil spirits in that family. Even the warlords will invite Master Hollow to save sentient beings.

In this year, Master Kong Xin touched his head and said: "Hollow, you are the most intelligent and most promising person I have met in the past few hundred years. Master is the one under the seat of the Buddha. Demon-killing monk, this is the merit bottle, when the soul of the demons you have killed fills this bottle, it is time for the master to come and take you to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

Kong Xin knelt down and kowtowed: "Yes!"

The old monk sent the merit bottle to Kong Xin's hand, took off his mortal body, and revealed his true body.

The Dharma is solemn, with a sword in his left hand and a magic wand in his right hand. He is the demon monk under the Buddha's seat.

The divine monk left with auspicious clouds on his feet, leaving only one sentence: "Hollow heart, you are soft-hearted by nature, you must remember one sentence - don't use thunderbolt means, don't show the heart of a Bodhisattva."

Hollow faced the direction of the master's departure, and made a big obeisance salute.He also deeply remembered that sentence - don't use thunderbolt means, don't show the heart of a Bodhisattva.

Hollow went down the mountain again to slay demons and save all living beings.

Whenever he went to a place, the local people, rich or poor, feudalism remnant or revolutionary new army, would be grateful from the bottom of their hearts.

On this day, it was cold and windy, and I looked around hollowly.

This piece of land has just experienced a war. The dead trees in the distance are burning, the barbed wire behind the dead trees is crumbling, and the bunker behind the barbed wire has also been blown up in the flames of war, leaving only broken walls and ruins.

Hollow stood on this blood-stained land, looking at the devastation and the scattered soldiers cleaning the battlefield and picking up the corpses in the distance, put his palms together, and recited the mantra of rebirth.

After chanting the reincarnation mantra and saving countless dead souls, Kong Xin looked down at his merit bottle.

Soon, there is only one demon soul left, and my merits will be full, and I can wait until the master comes to pick me up.

Hollowly put the merit bottle in his arms, and braved the cold wind to move forward.

He had nowhere to stay tonight. He remembered that there was a Guanyin Temple in this small village, but he didn't know if the Guanyin Temple was still there after the war.

When it was getting dark, Hollow finally found the temple.

Most of the temple has been destroyed by the war, and there is no one in the whole village, and there is a dead silence everywhere.

Only half of the temple roof is still there, broken tiles are scattered all over the ground, and the statue of Bodhisattva has also fallen into the mud.Hollow walked into the temple, found a corner, dusted off the dust with a monk's sleeve, and rested in the smell of burnt dead wood and blood.

It's just that when he just closed his eyes and was about to rest, he suddenly heard a crisp voice, which sounded like a young man's voice, full of childishness.

"Master, do you know where Commander Zhang's army is stationed?"

Kong Xin opened his eyes, and what he saw was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

The author has something to say: The gender of the gold medal tutor has changed.