The No. 1 Psychiatrist in the Cultivation World

When Ning Zisi walked into this small town at the foot of the mountain again, what he felt was really mixed.

He has never stolen anything before, and here is his first time.

He had never been pinned to the ground before, but here he had his first time.

He has never deceived anyone before, and here is the first time.

He who has never pretended to be a great immortal, had his first time here...

This is the obliteration of the life beliefs of the five good youths!

Walking on this busy street again, he kept his eyes fixed on him.

The bun shop on the corner of the street has his painful memories.The people who gather around to say hello warmly now used to be another face.

"Oh, Immortal, you are here again, Immortal! Would you like a steamed stuffed bun? It's just out of the cage, it's hot!"

"The Immortal is coming! Xiaobao, hurry up, let the Immortal touch your head!"

Ning Zisi was expressionless, and retracted his hands into his sleeves in the next second.He is very vengeful, so don't think that pushing the child out will make him forget what happened back then.Moreover, he can remember clearly that it was this bear who took the lead in throwing stones at him!

"..."

The burly man hurriedly sent the child who came up to the side: "Uh, Immortal has something to do today, everyone give way!"

It's been a long way, but Ning Zisi can still feel the pointing behind him.

Hmph, he's just putting on airs, he's just narrow-minded!

When he came to a copper lacquered gate, Ning Zisi stopped.

The burly man behind him hurried forward and knocked on the door: "Hurry up and open the door! Didn't you see anyone coming?"

The door opened with a creak, and the doorman poked his head out from the inside, and muttered unhappily when he saw the big man in the world, thinking that he was reckless and called himself some kind of big man, and it was not the same. It's a servant of the Zhu family!

The burly man ignored the small-nosed and small-eyed thing, and opened the door wide with a slight push of his arm.Turning around, he enthusiastically said to the person behind him: "Immortal, come in!"

Immortal?The doorman's small eyes were wide open, and he saw the thin figure behind the big man, and hurriedly opened the door on the other side: "Oh, the immortal is coming! Why didn't you say it earlier, please come in quickly! Just go find the master..."

"What kind of master are you looking for! It was invited by the young master!"

The young master... the doorman's expression was slightly subtle.

This young owner is not a serious master here, in the final analysis, he is just boarding here, but this boarding time is quite long.It's been so long that some of the new servants thought that the young master was the master's second son, but he was not treated well.

But if you want to say that you don't want to be seen, the master allocated half of the manor to him, which is equivalent to half of the family property!It's no wonder that the young master always wants to trouble the young master, and he feels unbalanced!It's not a serious child born by his father, so why split it in half?

This boarder, who cannot be called the young master, is called the young master because of this half of the manor.Otherwise, what would you call your servant?

To say that the young owner is also a poor man.He was thrown here at a young age and grew up without a father or a mother.A few years ago, suddenly there was a fox spirit haunting him. He turned a young boy into a ghost and a ghost. It was pitiful to watch.But everyone didn't dare to get close, what if they were accidentally entangled by that fox spirit?

Fortunately, a fairy was caught suddenly a few days ago, and the vixen was demoted, and the young owner slowly returned to his human form.

Now, calling the immortal here is to repay his kindness, right?

The doorman stretched his neck, scratched his head as he looked at the figure walking farther and farther away, and felt that the immortal was getting thinner and thinner, as if he could blow himself into the sky with one breath...

Under the osmanthus tree, lay a young man.The white clothes are like snow, and the black hair is like clouds.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus has bloomed..."

"Fart, put it!" It's not that Ning Zisi is not polite, but that he is only a junior high school student, and he still pretends to be an old driver. Does anyone think that the picture and sound effects are quite inharmonious?

The hand under the white sleeve squeezed.

"Hu Biao, you go down first!"

The burly man squeezed his throat and responded.Seeing such an elegant young master, he couldn't help but want to be more polite.How is it like this fairy, who looks gentle and gentle, but is shit and shit when he speaks, he is a rough person!It's also fortunate that the young master still never forgets him!

"Wait, remember to stay close...don't let anyone approach you."

Seeing that Hu Biao was ordered to leave, Feng Luo turned his attention to the guy who was at least ten steps away from him.

"What are you doing so far away from me! Are you afraid that I'll make you sick?" The boy in white turned his face and his expression was gloomy.

Well, he knew that the disease was not fully healed yet!He just said, there is no medicine, how can it be completely cured with just psychotherapy?We must know that depression is mainly treated with drugs, and psychotherapy only plays an auxiliary role.How could it be possible that his illness would suddenly be healed after he opened his mind?It was only a little bit effective that day, but that already made the people here regard him as a fairy, because since he "cast the spell", the young master really didn't see the vixen again.

"Not far away, why do you smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus?" Ning Zisi carefully observed him while pondering over his words, wanting to know how well he has recovered now.

Seeing that the other party actually listened to his words, the boy's mood eased a little, and he looked up at the osmanthus tree: "Really? Does it take a long way to smell the sweet-scented osmanthus? No wonder I moved under the tree, and I still feel Not fragrant..."

"You sent people to look for me again and again, what's the matter?" Ning Zisi knew that if he didn't interrupt him, his thoughts might diverge for an afternoon.

The young man blinked twice before he remembered what happened a few days ago.

"People from my family came to look for me." He laughed lowly, "Oh, I finally remembered that there is still a son like me, who came to look for me back, honoring the ancestors..."

"Glorious ancestors?"

"Hehe," he smiled, but his eyes were sad, "Because I have a spiritual root! That cheap brother had an accident, and I was his substitute. They are unwilling to invite him back alternatives."

So... I came to talk to him this time, to vent my emotions?

Ning Zisi keenly discovered the needs of the other party.

Now that he is leaving, it doesn't matter if you have a consultation for free, just treat it as a gift to your first patient!After all, I received a lot of fees for the first visit, as evidenced by the gold leaves in the package.

"Have they ever abused you?" He asked coldly.

The young man was taken aback, and slowly shook his head: "I...have never seen them before."

He was sent out at a young age.

"Then why are you hostile to them for no reason? They have never abused you."

"...They didn't really regard me as the young master, they had no choice but to..."

"Then do you really treat them as your own family? Not at all?" Ning Zisi spread his hands, "You see, they are not sincere, and they have to shout the auspiciousness of the young master and welcome you back. You are not sincere either. , you can show your face, you can ask for this or that to punish them along the way. Don't you think you are actually making a lot of money?"

"But the young master in their hearts is another person, not me..."

"The young master in their hearts has been abolished." Ning Zisi blocked his horn, "Now their young master can only be you."

The young man pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to say what was in his heart: "...If I can't do better than him..."

"Are you afraid that they will compare you with your elder brother? Let them do it! You can still control what other people think? Even if the comparison shows that you are not as good as your elder brother, so what? You are the only one of them. Lord, even if you are no longer a weapon, I can only pin my hopes on you."

The young man bit his lower lip and swallowed the words again.How could it be otherwise?If they feel that he is a dou who cannot be supported, will they... give up on him again?And at that time, will there be another illegitimate child?Then he became that outcast, and ended up in the same fate as that cheap big brother.

In fact, he was a little chilled. He was disappointed that his family turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and he was a little panicked. The lessons learned from the past were still in front of him. Could this be his fate?

"What are you afraid of? Just go out to play. Anyway, the position of the young master, you can come back anytime." Ning Zisi waved his hand, "Remember when you were the young master, get more treasures, so you can give it to me when you come back. people have long knowledge."

Feng Luo slowly recited his words.He said that if you go out, you can come back again.Back, he is still the young master here...

"That's right, you have nothing to lose." Ning Zisi's answer let him know that he accidentally let the words slip out of his mouth just now, "Before you left, you were the young master, and when you come back, you are still the young master." .The most important thing is that you go empty-handed and return full-handed. You understand!"

He winked at Feng Luo and said happily.

Feng Luo suddenly felt the suffocation that had been stuck in his heart for several days, and it was swept away.My mind cleared up, and I remembered the things that were on my mind before.

"Since your packages are packed, there is no need to go back. I will inform them now and leave tomorrow." He said, took out a triangular yellow talisman paper from his arms, somehow fiddled with it, the talisman The paper actually caught fire.

"Tomorrow's hour." While the talisman paper was burning, he lowered his head and said these four words quickly.

Strange to say, after he finished speaking, the talisman paper suddenly stopped burning.He blew on the ashes of the talisman paper, and then put the rest back into his arms.Looking back and seeing his stunned look, he thought she was too frugal, he couldn't even bear to use up a sound transmission talisman at once, and blushed when he swiped the floor.

But in fact, people were dumbfounded only because they were bullied over their future.

"Wait, wait!" Ning Zisi hurriedly stopped, "What do you mean I don't need to go back after packing the package?"

He made an unnatural smile, pretending to be confused and said: "I won't stay overnight at your house. This package contains, uh, the gold leaf you gave me. I just came down to buy some daily necessities..."

The ups and downs in his heart couldn't be what he thought, right?

Feng Luo looked at his mock-up holding the package tightly for fear of being snatched with disgust: "When we get there, we don't need these anymore."

Speaking of this, it is useless to pretend.Ning Zi thought about it: "I'm just a bluffing liar, why did you take me?"

No one else knew how Feng Luo's illness was cured, but didn't the two parties themselves know?

The person in front of him was not an immortal at all, and the initial treatment was nothing more than digging out his past scars.He remembered clearly, but he couldn't figure out why he would tell a stranger all the things buried in his heart.Perhaps, it was because he held it in for too long that he said everything that should be said and should not be said in a few words.

But it's strange to say that after digging out those unbearable past events again, he felt a lot more relaxed, and he slept well at night, and he was not always haunted by fox spirits and monsters in his dreams like before. .

And the strange man on the other side didn't laugh at him, nor did he look at him as a dirty thing with a disgusted face, but a normal face as if he didn't hear anything.He also told him that he would never disclose his privacy, which is professional ethics.Afterwards, he even ran back to the dilapidated house on the mountain, carrying the gold leaves he gave.

It's also good to go there, it's clean and no one can talk.He sent Hu Biao to observe the man from afar for several days.I found that he hardly ever went out, and only when the food was finished would he go down the mountain with a package on his back to buy.And never talk too much when buying food.

After so many times, he was relieved.

But today, he was worried again.If this person knew that he was about to travel far away, would he tell his story?

Regardless of whether he will come back or not, he must not spread any of his secrets.Anywhere, anytime, no!

and so……

"Do you think that knowing so many of my secrets, I'll keep you here?" The boy in white looked cold as a snake.

Secondary illness!

White-eyed wolf!

crazy!

Ning Zisi scolded in his heart.

"Give me some time to think about it." Ning Zisi took a deep breath.

Unable to be controlled by anger, he has to calm down and find out the pros and cons.In other words, find a reason to convince yourself.Because he knew that it was impossible for such a scumbag with zero force to escape successfully.

"Leave tomorrow at [-]:[-]." Feng Luo didn't care what he thought, it was settled anyway, "You sleep outside at night."

In the house.

"Don't go... Go back to the mountain and continue to stay at home," Ning Zisi found a piece of paper, holding a brush and writing in a crooked manner, "Go..."

He tapped his head with the pen, still unable to think of the benefits of going out.Too little information...

Feng Luo finally got up from under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and swayed into the house.Seeing that he had already familiarized himself with finding a pen and paper, he wondered what he was doing.He turned his head and saw only a group of ghostly symbols.

"What are you drawing?"

Just in time.Ning Zisi raised the corners of his eyes and slid around his face. From his tone of voice and the expression on his face, it could be seen that he was in a very good mood at the moment.Then, he shouldn't be stingy to tell her more information, right?

"I'm persuading myself to go with you." He put the pen on the inkstone, raised his eyes, and said to him frankly, "You also know how much courage it takes to go to a strange place. And now I still I didn’t have that much courage.”

The boy looked at him for a long time: "...and then?"

"I need you to provide me with more information. For example, what kind of environment will there be when I go there, and what can I do." He spread his hands, "It must be better than here, so I want to go from the bottom of my heart." ?”

"Better than here?" Feng Luo repeated with some amusement, "You mean the crappy house you live in?"

"So...it's better than that, right? And it's still much better." He said with certainty.From his expression, it has been inferred.

"Although I haven't been there for many years..." Feng Luo recalled, "There shouldn't be any changes there, because the houses I live in are all magic weapons."

"??" What do you mean a house is a magic weapon?

Seeing his confused expression, Feng Luo suddenly didn't want to talk anymore, and waved his hand: "You'll know when you go."