Monster Psychology Clinic

Simon is in the consulting room, working.

Fundamentally, workaholism is also a psychopath, but Simon doesn't plan to treat himself for that.

His current patient is still the white dragon.

After more than a month of interviews, Bailong has become much more normal. Although he still can't restrain himself from asking for sex from time to time, he is finally willing to talk about things other than sex.

"Do you know? The homework you assigned last time, let me go back and think about why I think about sex all the time." Bai Long actually did his homework very seriously, but it's a pity that this homework was completed in his sage time.

Simon was very happy that the patient started to invest in treatment. He looked at Bailong with encouraging eyes and asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Bai Long rubbed his temples, thought for a while and said: "I am really lonely, because I am the last dragon in this world." When Bai Long said this, his eyes were a little confused, "And this The fact is that I can't change it, so... I think I have no other good options other than sinking into the sea of ​​desire! Doctor Simon, let's have a shot! This can save my soul!"

What a headache!Simon couldn't help but want to rub his temples with his hands.

But this is a critical moment, and you must concentrate on your work.Even if the content of the work is - discussing posture and position.

"And what if, at a time like this, you can't have sex with people or animals or something?" Simon asked.

The muscles on Bailong's face twitched, and his eyes suddenly passed through Simon and fell to an unknown distance.

If you can't find it... If you can't make love at this moment... It's just a feeling of emptiness to the point of collapse, it's just the fear of dying in the next second.

"Didn't you say that dragons have a long lifespan, and you can live at least a few thousand years?" Simon asked.

Bailong nodded: "Yes, but I am very afraid of disappearing. My ancestors are gone. I have been doing it for so long, but I haven't produced half of my offspring. Hey, can you imagine a dragon that is not strong in reproduction , how anxious should I be?"

Bai Long was really restless right now.He clasped his hands tightly, and the impulsive tide in his body was one after another. He had to find something to relieve it, and the doctor in front of him was a good choice.

That feeling was so uncomfortable that his eyes were a little red, so he simply stood up, went to Simon and held his shoulders, wanting to simply throw him on the sofa for a while.

For chatting or something, it's better to send a message.

But when he was about to use his hands hard, he found a golden light emanating from Simon's body. The golden light was hot and burned Bailong's hand instantly.

"Ah!" Bai Long cried out annoyed, looking at his dark hands, "Your body..."

Simon slowly took out a string of rosary beads from his arms: "I have a string of beads from the demon arhat on my body. Listen to me, you can't solve the problem like this, you will still be anxious and uncomfortable. I believe you come The purpose of finding me is not to make love."

Simon's tone was very sincere, and his eyes were very clear. He looked at Bailong without turning for a moment.

Bai Long gritted his teeth and stared at Simon bitterly.

The air seems to freeze at this moment, only the sound of the clock on the wall passing by.

"What are you trying to do to me?" Simon asked.

"I want... I want you to remember me!" The man in white looked at the young man in despair.

This young man is really good-looking, and he is the type he likes. If he is remembered by such a person, his life may have some meaning.

This long, lonely life is indeed...too unbearable.

"Do you want me to remember you alone, or do you want others to remember you?" Simon will not be disturbed by this emotion, and his job is to find the patient's true life goal in this overwhelming negative emotion.

"Of course, the more people the better! I hope to be remembered so that I won't disappear! Even if I do disappear, I won't feel terrible." Bai Long said.

He thought of when he was young, at that time he was too obscure and ordinary, and he was not considered an important dragon among a large group of dragons.At that time, he did a lot of things desperately, hoping to be remembered by his own kind.

Later, he spent a long time and put a lot of thought into falling in love.

The other party is the dragon girl who raised him since he was a child. She is much older than him and looks ordinary.But Bailong didn't mind, he felt that the dragon girl should remember him, because when they were in bed, the other party always called his name affectionately.

Unfortunately, not long after, the dragon girl also died.It was bitten to death by members of the clan. Although the dragon clan is promiscuous in nature, they are still not tolerated by the world when they are promiscuous to their adoptive mother.

The dragon girl died and Bailong fled in a hurry. He was very sad, but he was not the most sad at that time.Because he thought - I can still have sex with other dragons, monsters, people, even cows, and horses, and they will all remember me.

Indeed, whenever Bailong sent them to climax, those creatures would call his name full of admiration and gratitude, although it was only for a short ten seconds.But it was only about ten seconds.

Soon, he discovered that in this world, there is no way to make others remember him.

Maybe there are, such as accumulating good deeds and letting human beings build temples for themselves.But he is not the kind of very capable dragon, all his skill points are allocated to work on the bed.

As a result, many people called his name, and some remembered him, but they were all short-lived.

Human life is only a few decades, pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep are even shorter, and monsters may be longer, but many monsters have devoted themselves to cultivating in the end and can't think of him at all.

In the end, he found that no matter how hard he tried, how hard he worked, how skilled he was in bed, he would be forgotten.

Even if someone will remember him for a lifetime, but a lifetime is too short, and what he wants is to last forever.

"You know? I'm afraid of being forgotten." Bailong said, "To be honest, when I came to you, I had another thought in my heart, that is, after I slept with you, I would take photos and videos, and then Putting it on the monster forum will definitely make many monsters remember my name!"

Bailong fell in love so deeply that he completely forgot to keep things secret.

However, this sentence made Simon sweat coldly.

Fortunately, Simon insisted on his principles, otherwise his pornographic photos would have been flying all over the sky.

"Bailong, Bailong, wake up!" Simon looked at the man in white with a lewd and longing look on his face, and snapped his fingers twice in front of his eyes, bringing this guy back from fantasy to reality.

"Have you ever heard of the laws of entertainment communication? No matter how explosive side news is, it is only valid for one week, and it will soon be replaced by another even more exciting side news." Simon said sincerely, "You didn't It is a wise choice to implement this strategy. If you sleep and I can only be remembered by people for a week, wouldn't it be even more broken?"

Bai Long stretched out a finger and shook it, and retorted: "No, if I sleep with a man who can't even sleep with a demon king, this topic will definitely last for a month in the demon forum! At least a month!"

Simon held his forehead with his hands for the first time in the consultation room. Anyway, the human design has collapsed, so let's rub his temples that have been jumping all the time!

"One month... Ming Huan heard that he has powerful mana and is cruel and bloodthirsty. Is it worth it for you to take such a risk for a month's topic?" Simon couldn't understand the strange logic of this dragon.

However, Bailong's two eyes sparkled: "It's worth it! It's worth it! It's really worth it! So, Doctor Simon, let's have a blast!"

Simon said: "If you just want to be remembered, you might as well write a book."

"What?" Bai Long blinked.

Simon got up, took a book from his bookshelf, and opened a page.

"From the perspective of psychoanalysis, literature and art are the sublimation of sexual desire. And many famous works will be passed down through the ages, and people will always remember it and its author."

Bai Long said: "No... I'm not good at this..."

Simon said: "Are you good at fighting? Are you good at being caught by Ming Huan, cramping and skinning?"

Bailong flicked his tail unhappily and said, "I'm a Shenlong. Although the Demon Lord has powerful mana, it's still difficult to catch me..."

Simon broke his fantasy: "The original shape of the demon king is a cat. Have you ever seen the dragon and tiger fighting in folklore? Cats are the nemesis of long creatures like you."

"Woo..." The man in white lowered his confident head.

After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Then, doctor, do you think if I write a book... Is it better to be an academic one, or a novel?"

Simon said bluntly: "Young-women-bai-jie has also been passed down for a long time."

Bailong snorted: "I don't want to write that kind of nasty novel! I want to write the greatest, most memorable, and most popular book in the world. Even if it is passed down to the earth, there will still be people who can remember me. A work that can be remembered after ten thousand years, ten million years, or hundreds of millions of years!"

Simon glanced at the clock on the wall and kindly reminded: "It's time."

Bai Long snorted: "Doctor, you gave me a good suggestion. I've already thought about it. I want to name the protagonist of my book—well, it's called Long Aotian!"

Simon said: "The time is up, and my next patient is still waiting."

Bai Longlai refused to leave on the sofa: "Yes, my protagonist is a genius of comprehension. China has lived for 5000 years, and he has lived for [-] years. Every year he receives a harem! He has collected [-] harems in total. !"

Simon said: "Let's talk next time, this time the time is up."

Bailong fell into self-talk completely: "Ah, my protagonist wants to kill people and seize treasures, but what should he do after he has reached the highest level in the world? Do he want to ascend? I don't know about the realm of ascending, or change it to Write about your daily life, eat and sleep every day, and have sex with girls."

Simon simply opened the door, and there was a monk standing outside the door.

Simon said: "You go, go back and write slowly."

Bailong was a little sober after being blown by the cold wind outside the door, but his face was still blushing with excitement. He took out the money from his purse and said, "I want to write you in, too, Dr. Simon. Write it as my main palace!"

Simon said: "Thank you, gay friends attract more fans." After speaking, Simon wanted to swallow his tongue!What a horrible conversation, it's completely beyond the scope of a psychiatrist's work!

Bailong's eyes were bright, he couldn't help but hugged Simon, and kissed him forcefully on the face: "Okay! I'll just write about the two male protagonists. I've snatched away all your money, sister, and younger brother. You can only yell!" Run to me..."

Simon forcefully pushed the white dragon out of his door, and closed the door with a bang.

The world was quiet, and Long Aotian finally got out.

Simon looked at the Hollow Arhat who came in, and felt relieved at last.

Hollow clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, that benefactor just now seems a little... abnormal."

Simon said angrily, "Normally, you won't come to me."

The hitting surface hit Hollow's body in an instant.

But Hollow has practiced for many years, and he no longer cares about these external blows.

He said: "I'm here to say goodbye to you, the benefactor. Ever since I realized my nature and accepted the last demon, the master has come to see me. He wants to take me to the Western Paradise. Today is our last time. We met."

Simon felt a sense of loss for no reason.

He and Zen Master Hollow have known each other for a while, and the two still have a friendship who lived in a mental hospital together.

But this is also normal. After the problem is solved, there is no need to come again. Psychologists need to learn the homework of "separation".

"When are you leaving?" Simon asked.

"One month later." Zen Master Hollow said while taking out a small golden statue from his bosom.

The small statue looks exactly like Zen Master Hollow, holding a magic wand and wearing ocher red sand, affectionate and majestic.

"What is this?" Simon asked puzzled.

Kong Xin said: "This is my Dharma image. The world is not peaceful recently. I don't know why the monsters that have been silent for a long time suddenly ran rampant and stirred up a bit of a mess. After I leave, you take my Dharma image with you. If you meet a monster , it has half of my mana and can protect you."

Simon thanked Kong Xin, and there was nothing to talk about for the last time, so the two chatted for a while.

The gossip time passed very quickly, and an hour passed in no time.

Hollow walked out of the door of the consultation room, leaving the last sentence: "Benefactor, Mozun Ming Huan is actually not evil by nature, if... I mean, if you can save him, it will be considered a great merit."

Simon said: "I can't help it. I have raised him for a while, and this relationship with him can't help him solve his psychological problems."

Kong Xin said: "In the past, the Buddha cut his flesh and fed it to the eagle... why don't the benefactor feed the devil with his body..."

Simon smiled connotatively, and both of them knew what it was like to cut meat and feed it to eagles.

Kong Xin felt that he had said the wrong thing, so he smiled: "The poor monk made a slip of the tongue, you... take care!"

Then, he left without looking back.

Simon returned to the consulting room, he thought for a while, and tilted the computer on his desk: "Light blue!"

Qian Lan has been very lazy lately, maybe he hasn't recovered from the shock that the cat demon is a demon king, and Xiao Hei will never come back, and has been quietly working on his computer all the time.

Now being called by Simon, he could only reluctantly say, "Master, what's the matter?"

Simon said, "Have you visited the demon forum recently?"

Qian Lan said: "I'm not interested. When Xiao Hei was around, I was worried all day long that he would remove my hard drive. Now that he's gone, I'm lazy and don't want to do anything."

Simon slapped his broken computer: "What kind of Stockholm syndrome do you have on a computer?"

Light blue buzzing, what's wrong with the computer?Don't Computers Have Stockholm Syndrome?Can't computers evolve into masochists? !

Seeing that Qianlan really lacked interest, Simon simply picked up his mobile phone and prepared to browse the monster forum to see what happened recently.

As a result, before the forum was opened, I received a strange call.

The caller ID showed six zeros.

Simon pressed the answer button, and a serious male voice came over there: "Hello, are you Simon?"

Simon was at a loss: "It's me, may I ask who you are?"

"We are from the National Special Security Department. There have been some problems recently, so I want you to come to the capital and study it together."

"Ann? Security Department?" Simon didn't understand.

Then he heard a knock on the door. Simon opened the door and saw two soldiers in military uniforms with two bars and a star on their shoulders standing outside.

The two soldiers saluted Simon as soon as they saw him, took out their work IDs and came to Simon: "Hello, Mr. Simon. We are the staff sent by the National Special Security Department to pick you up to the capital."

Simon said, "What happened?"

"The car is outside the door, there is no time to explain so much, get in the car!"