After sending the wrong order, I got angry with the Lord of the Underworld

Gu Xiaoyan's school is located in the city center, and there are several streets and alleys around it.

Yu Qing took Mu Yuanzhi a step slower when he came out, and when he floated out of the school gate, he only saw the back of Dr. Mu.

And that figure quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Is he a lightning bolt? Walking so fast?" Yu Qing looked at the figures coming and going on the street, and took a step back.

There are too many people, he is afraid of people.

Mu Yuanzhi took out a book from nowhere, and was flipping through it slowly, "Aren't you the king of ghosts? You can't even find someone?"

Yu Qing pursed his lips, "If I could, I wouldn't have to go the wrong way and be burdened by you."

If a ghost wants to find a person, there are only two situations—the person he loves or the person he hates.

Without strong feelings as a medium, in the vast world, all encounters can only depend on fate.

Mu Yuanzhi's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

But Yu Qing saw the shape of his mouth clearly, squinted his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Who are you calling trash?"

Don't think he can't read lips!

Mu Yuanzhi remained silent, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed.He closed the book and looked at Yu Qing. Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were not emotional because of the past few days of getting along. They were still indifferent, "Your behavior, in human terms, is called checking in."

"Mu Yuanzhi!" Yu Qing gritted his teeth, quite sure that this person was provoking him.

Yu Qing was even angrier when he couldn't beat him yet.

But at this moment, a young man in his twenties passed in front of them with a mobile phone.

"Doctor Mu, should I still go to the old place to find you?" The young man turned his head to look around, then walked in one direction.

Yu Qing and Mu Yuanzhi looked at each other and chose to follow.

The young man turned around a few times on the street and entered a small alley with no people.

"It's unexpected that such a bustling city still has such a desolate alley." Looking at the bare alley, Yu Qing felt like dreaming back to a thousand years ago.

The place where he lived thousands of years ago was also so desolate.

"I seem to have been to this place before." Looking at the alley, Mu Yuanzhi felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

Yu Qing tilted his head and clicked his tongue, "Why are you here again?"

There was quite a lot of resentment in the alley, and layers of black mist shrouded it, giving the feeling of a dark soldier crossing the border.

The place where the youth entered was a small clinic.

The small clinic is lit with the same incense as the infirmary.It doesn't smell bad, but there is always a weird feeling after smelling it too much.

The young man didn't come to see Dr. Mu for psychotherapy. He chatted with Dr. Mu about something Yu Qing couldn't understand at all, and then left in a hurry with a small glass bottle.

Mu Yuanzhi glanced at it, but couldn't see what was in the glass bottle.

"Do you think there is something wrong with him?" Yu Qing poked Mu Yuanzhi with his elbow.

"I haven't studied psychology." Mu Yuanzhi said, "However, if you want to know if there is any problem with him, just try it."

Yu Qing withdrew his hand, and it was rare for him to ask humbly: "How to try?"

Mu Yuanzhi raised his chin, "Be his patient."

"Huh?" Yu Qing always felt that Mu Yuanzhi was fooling him, but he had no proof.

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The moment Yu Qing turned into a real body and sat opposite Dr. Mu, his desire to beat Mu Yuanzhi reached its peak.

"This gentleman." Dr. Mu had a standard professional smirk on his face, and said in a gentle voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Qing, who had never seen a doctor before, was silent for a while, imitating what Gu Xiaoyan said before, and said, "I think my condition has worsened a lot recently."

"I seem to be getting more and more violent."

I want to beat ghosts, the kind that beat me to death.

Dr. Mu was stunned for a moment, looked down the medical records, and continued to ask in his gentle voice: "Has Mr. Yu treated me before? I don't seem to have any medical records here."

Yu Qing silently glanced at Mu Yuanzhi beside him, wanting to ask for help.However, Mu Yuanzhi was leaning against the window and reading a book, with a peaceful appearance, and he didn't give him a superfluous look at all.

Yu Qing took a breath and said, "I saw it at other doctors before."

Dr. Mu adjusted his glasses, nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "Is it because the previous doctor's treatment effect was not obvious?"

Before Yu Qing could reply, Dr. Mu raised his eyes, stared straight at Yu Qing and said, "If you change doctors in the middle of psychotherapy, many things will be overturned. And I also need to understand your past. , may touch on some sensitive issues, can you accept it?"

Dr. Mu and Mu Yuanzhi looked very similar, but Yu Qing felt completely different.

When being stared at by Dr. Mu, Yu Qing felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Say it's okay." Mu Yuanzhi walked up to him at some point, and tapped Yu Qing's shoulder to remind him, "You can't refuse him at a time like this."

Yu Qing really couldn't figure out why Mu Yuanzhi wasn't asked to play the patient.

He suppressed his temper, nodded and hummed.

"Did Mr. Yu bring the previous doctor's diagnosis report?" Dr. Mu asked.

The corner of Yu Qing's mouth twitched, feeling that it is really troublesome for humans to see a doctor, "No."

"Then, does Mr. Yu still remember the diagnosis result?" Dr. Mu asked again.

Yu Qing died early and lived in the underworld for a long time, and he knew only a handful of mental illnesses.

"He said I have..." Yu Qing ignored Mu Yuanzhi who gave him a hint, and said expressionlessly, "He said I have depression."

Ye Yu died because of this a few days ago, so there should be nothing wrong with it.

Yu Qing thought about it quite confidently.

On the side, Mu Yuanzhi couldn't help but support his forehead, "Which depression patient like you have you seen?"

"Isn't that so?" Yu Qing blinked.

He answered these questions, really depressed.

Dr. Mu did not expose Yu Qing, he wrote and drew in the medical record for a long time, then raised his head, looked at Yu Qing and said, "Mr. Yu, you may have mania caused by depression. But The specific situation needs to be further diagnosed, please wait for me for a while."

Dr. Mu turned and entered the room, and Yu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was answering those questions just now, he inexplicably remembered the picture of being pressed by the Lord of the Underworld to read and answer questions thousands of years ago.

Really - from the fear of scumbags.

"Do you see any problems?" Yu Qing looked at Mu Yuanzhi and asked.

"I see." Mu Yuanzhi crossed his arms, and said in a lukewarm tone, "You do have some brain problems."

Yu Qing laughed angrily, he pressed his tongue against his cheek, and said in a bad tone: "Don't think that I really dare not beat you."

These words had no deterrent effect on Mu Yuanzhi, and there was no wavering on his face.

Mu Yuanzhi had wandered around this room before, and now he floated to the window sill again, and reached out to touch it, "Do you think this clinic is a bit too clean?"

Whether it is the floor or the window sill, there is no trace of dust, and it is even so clean that there is no rubbish in the trash can.

There is no trace of life at all.

Yu Qing glanced at the trash can belatedly, "Maybe, he has a cleanliness?"

Before Mu Yuanzhi could reply, Dr. Mu came out wearing white gloves, "Mr. Yu, please come to the treatment room."

Yu Qing responded, got up and walked towards the treatment room.When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at Mu Yuanzhi and said, "You wait for me outside."

If Dr. Mu really had a problem, a fight would be unavoidable.Mu Yuanzhi was a ghost who had just died, his soul was incomplete and he didn't know how to use spells, so following him in was like giving away his head.

Mu Yuanzhi nodded, and didn't intend to go in and cause trouble.

It was just that when Yu Qing stepped into the door with one foot, he whispered something to be careful.

"It's really not easy for you to finally say something human." Yu Qing twitched his lips and stepped into the treatment room.

Dr. Mu was sitting behind a long table, and when he saw Yu Qing coming in, he showed a gentle smile, "Please close the door, our treatment needs to be absolutely quiet."

Yu Qing raised his eyebrows and closed the door.

The inside and the outside of the door seemed to separate two worlds. Originally, the noise of car horns could be heard outside the door, but inside the house, nothing could be heard.

Yu Qing was really curious about this Dr. Mu. He just raised his foot to sit on the chair in front of the long table, but he took a step when suddenly a burst of red light appeared under his feet.

A huge red magic circle, centered on the place Yu Qing stepped on, spread into the room.

Yu Qing had seen this formation before in a book, it was called Yin Gathering Formation, but logically speaking... it should have been lost by now.

"You really aren't human." Dr. Mu cleaned up the white gloves on his hands slowly, his eyes hidden behind the glasses gradually became sharper, "I just happen to be short of a research subject, unexpectedly, there will be ghosts coming to my door."

After Dr. Mu said this, the expression on his face gradually became excited.And behind him, bursts of black yin energy emerged.

Yu Qing tilted his head, and there was no trace of fear on his face.Not only that, but under his expressionless face, there was also some irrepressible excitement hidden.

Finally, it's time to fight.

It's still aboveboard and justifiable.

"You are not a celestial master." Yu Qing has met celestial masters before, no matter how powerful those celestial masters are, they always have merit to protect their body.

At that time, the Underworld Lord told him that it was the blessing of his ancestors.

And he didn't see the slightest merit in Dr. Mu.

"Tianshi?" Dr. Mu sneered, with some distaste in his tone, "Are those self-righteous idiots still living in this world?"

"They do justice for the heavens, so they are naturally protected by virtue." Yu Qing held an extra long sword in his hand, and looked at Dr. Mu with indifferent eyes, "How did you, ghost doctor, escape from being strangled?"