Monster Psychology Clinic

Dihao Hotel is one of the most flamboyant hotels in this city.

Wang Yanyan ordered a big meal at the revolving restaurant on the top floor, which can be said to have cost a lot of money. He sat by the window and got up immediately when he saw Simon coming. He shook hands and gave up his seat. He was very attentive. I'm a little embarrassed.

Simon smelled the smell of Hongmen Banquet.

Sure enough, soon the contents of the Hongmen Banquet came up. Wang Yanyan gave an overview of the situation, and while handing over the client's information, he said, "Teacher, you must help me! I suspect that the client whose nickname is 'Dawang Heihei' I'm a triad boss with an anti-social personality, if you can't handle it, you will definitely see me on the social news tomorrow!"

There wasn't much information, and Simon finished reading it quickly. He thought for a while and said, "Your information is incomplete. I don't know the character traits of the 'male god', and I don't know the sexual desires. Is it impossible to catch up?"

Wang Yanyan nodded like a chicken pecking at millet, begging for guidance.

Simon ate someone's soft-spoken, so he said: "Get a projection test, let's test it!"

"Vote...for what test?" Wang Yanyan was confused.

Simon said: "The projective test is to take out some meaningless things and ask the visitor to explain. Because the materials are not oriented, what the visitor explains is his inner world."

Wang Yanyan hurriedly searched a lot of projection tests on Baidu, asked Simon to screen them, and asked, "Teacher, these alone are not enough. Do you have the kind of technique where a male god falls in love with me in 21 days?"

Simon said: "How can true love be so simple? Of course, if it's just infatuation, a recliner, an hour is enough."

Wang Yanyan's eyes lit up, he took out his small notebook and prepared to take notes.

Simon glanced at Wang Yanyan: "It's useless. To master this technique, you first need four years of undergraduate psychology, three years of postgraduate studies, rigorous training, five years of self-analysis, ten years of work experience, and thousands of hours of work." case experience... You should give up, even if you learned it, you didn’t teach it to the client.”

But Wang Yanyan is not such a person who gives up easily, the main reason is that the commission cannot be given up.

So he persistently begged Simon for guidance on this case.

Soon, Wang Yanyan's notebook was filled with various nouns.

What lust trigger point, what empathy, what father's rectum...

So this meal became a teaching on "Eros Principles of Homosexuality" and "Teaching you how to arouse the other party's lust-desire-obsession".

In the end, in order to express his gratitude, Wang Yanyan gave Simon a big red envelope.

Simon didn't want it at first, but then he thought about it again - he just accepted the money for teaching.So happily and Qian Lan were calculating the balance of the bank account.

That night, Wang Yanyan rushed out the "New Plan for Pursuing Male Gods" overnight.When the morning light was dim, Wang Yanyan stretched his waist. Originally, he planned to send this new plan to the terrifying "King Heihei" with a background of underworld forces, but then he changed his mind: the customer asked for it within three days, so this is the time It seems a bit imprudent to come up with a new plan after a day!So... it is better to send it to the other party in the last hour, so that the weight of the new plan can be shown!

Wang Yanyan was full of energy, he stretched his waist, drank a cup of coffee, and started a new day's work.

But Ming Huan was staring at the phone, it has been a day, and the legendary gold medal mentor hasn't sent him the plan yet!

Ming Huan couldn't bear it anymore, and finally sent a message to ask: "Hey, is there a new plan?"

Wang Yanyan was entangled with another female client who bought the highest priced service, so he replied to Ming Huan: "Not yet, the teacher is making a plan for you! After it is done, it will have to go through the company's review and discussion before it can be given to you." Dear, please be calm and don't be impatient."

Ming Huan really couldn't rest easy, he threw the phone aside angrily, and simply thought: Sure enough, anyone who has anything to do with psychology is a liar!The deity still has to rely on himself!

When the big devil was wandering around in the magic palace, when he was anxious and irritable, he would stand by the black pool in the main hall of the magic palace and hit the fish in the pool with a moonstone the size of his fist to relieve his boredom.

When another silver moonstone threw a graceful arc in the dark space and hit a koi carp, Ming Huan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Moonstone! !

Yes, why didn't I think of it?Why don't you go to some damn emotional company for help, go directly to Yuelao, and ask him to tie the red line, isn't it over? !It's such a hassle! !

Mozun has always been a very active person, he will do it when he thinks about it.

Yuelao originally lived in Tiangong, but later people's power of faith weakened. These gods who lived on faith could not support the huge cost of belief in Tiangong, so they moved to the human world to seek a living.

Mozun soon found out about Yuelao's residence from his little monsters.

Half an hour later, a tall, handsome man in black with a sinister face stood downstairs in a high-end apartment building.

It seems that even if the gods moved to the human world, they would still not treat themselves badly!

Ming Huan thought silently, he took a deep breath, and pressed the top button of the elevator.

Soon, the elevator door opened, and Minghuan arrived at Yuelao's door.

Minghuan tidied up his hair and clothes, and politely rang the doorbell for the first time.

The doorbell rang for a long time, but no one came out to answer the door, so Lord Mozun, who finally picked up the courtesy, broke the door directly.

This is a large multi-storey apartment with a visual estimate of at least [-] square meters. There is a crystal chandelier hanging in the hall, illuminating every corner in every detail.The living room was a bit messy, with a few balls of red wool rolling on the floor, a few torn photos, crumpled toilet paper, and unpacked but unfinished potato chips on the coffee table.

Ming Huan is not familiar with Yuelao, and he doesn't know what kind of style this god who manages marriage is like. Maybe he just confiscated it like this.

At this moment, Mozun had something to ask for, so he stood in the living room and asked politely, "Excuse me, is Elder Yue here?"

No one answered him.

"Your Majesty, Yuelao is not here, why don't my subordinates watch over for you here, as soon as he comes back, my subordinates will immediately arrest him and take him to the Demon Palace!" said the shadow protector.

Ming Huan shook his head, he thought for a while, and followed the escalator in the hall to the second floor.

There are three rooms on the second floor, and there are signs engraved with crystals on the doors of the rooms.

The brand is just one word.The first room says God, followed by people and demons.

Ming Huan pushed open the "God" door and found that the space inside was much larger than he imagined, but the decoration was very simple. There was only a tree-shaped shelf with a few red silk threads hanging on the shelf.

Ming Huan's eyes are very good, without going in, he can see the name of a fairy written on each tree-shaped branch, some names are familiar to him, and some are unfamiliar.

There are not many branches, and those red ropes sway gently with the wind under the branches.Some of them were tied together with red ropes, but some of them had nothing to support and were flying with the wind.

"This must be Yuelao's red line!" Ming Huan rubbed his chin and thought, this room is a god, so it is understandable that there are few pretensions. Many gods have no love, so there will be less red lines.

Ming Huan was not interested in the relationship between these gods, he just looked around casually, and then went to the room with the "demon" sign.

This room is larger than the previous "God" room, and there are many more red lines, and the light is a little dark. Ming Huan searched for a long time, but he couldn't find his name on the tree-shaped brackets in the middle. The names of many little monsters.

"Where's the deity's name?" Ming Huan was a little surprised, "Why is there no love?"

"Your Majesty, look over there!" Shadow Guardian reminded Ming Huan in time.

So Ming Huan looked towards the place pointed by the shadow protector.Only then did I realize that in this room, besides the red thread hanging from the tree-shaped branches, there are some bookshelves around.

Ming Huan walked into those bookshelves, and there were some red threads scattered on the bookshelves, some were long and some were short, and they didn't know what they were for.

He found that these bookshelves were also classified.

A 300-year-old monster is a bookshelf, a 500-year-old monster is a bookshelf, and a thousand-year-old monster is another bookshelf.

It seems that the longer the age, the longer the red line!

Ming Huan controlled his instinctive impulse to grab those red threads, walked step by step to the bookshelf of the 3000-year-old monster, and soon found his name.

His own name was engraved on a small wooden box. Ming Huan took a deep breath, opened the wooden box, and saw a red ball of wool inside! !

Ming Huan struggled to pick up the ball of wool that belonged to his marriage, and then tore it apart to look at it.

This damn Yuelao! !

On the woolen line, there will be a name about every half meter.

Ming Huan really didn't understand why there were all these messy names on his red line.

It wasn't until he pulled the ball of wool more than ten meters away that he discovered the last name, which was a vixen who tried to climb the bed about 1000 years ago!

No reason! !

Ming Huan was angry, when did the deity allow these little monsters to exist on the deity's red line?

Mozun angrily stretched out his claws, used his magic power, and erased all the strange names on the ball of wool, then grabbed the ball of wool angrily, and walked out of the love room of the "demon".

In the end, Ming Huan stood outside the door of the "human" love room.

He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

With a crash, countless balls of wool gushed out from the door, drowning Ming Huan!

On each ball of wool, there are several human names.

It turns out that there are too many human relationships, and in recent years, the population has exploded and lifespan is short. In order to save resources and space, Yuelao wrapped the red threads of these people's marriages into a ball of wool and stuffed them in the room for easy reference and management. !

And at this moment, Ming Huan opened the door of the word "human" suddenly, and as a result, billions of human marriages and loves all rushed towards him like a tide. The flat jumps are all piled up before stopping.Each wool ball is not big, but it is better than more.

"Hmm... this deity..." Ming Huan originally wanted to struggle, but soon he was struggling in the room full of wool balls.

Finally, when the Shadow Guardian fished Ming Huan out, he found that the Lord Mozun had shown his original shape, a black cat with a ball of wool in its mouth, its body was entangled by another ball of wool, and there were still hairs on its paws. Caught a few, motionless.

The black cat didn't dare to struggle, for fear that there would be love among these wool balls, and if it struggled, it would break its own love. Nothing to say!"