The No. 1 Psychiatrist in the Cultivation World

Early the next morning, Chen Shi.

An evil wind suddenly blew up under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.The fallen leaves under the tree were turned by the evil wind, but the golden osmanthus that was all over the tree didn't even tremble.

Ning Zisi clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, not daring to move a step.If I had known... I would hold back for a while!

He is used to going to the toilet before going out, how could he know that this time he came back, he encountered such a strange thing...

It took only two seconds for the brain to shut down, and the evil wind over there had gradually subsided, and the fallen leaves fluttered down, revealing a circular pattern underneath.

pattern?Ning Zisi rubbed his eyes subconsciously, his neck had been thrown out from behind the pillar...

Suddenly, there were three pairs of feet on the pattern, and all the way up, three pairs of legs appeared, then the upper body, and finally the head, as if scanned by X-rays from bottom to top.

Three people appeared out of thin air.

Three men with not very good looks.

One of them had a livid face, as if he was owed one hundred thousand and eighty thousand by someone, his eyes were wide open, and he scanned the entire yard like a radar sweep. Suddenly, he turned around sharply, holding the osmanthus tree behind him, and vomited wildly.

The other two people had already endured it, but when they smelled the sour smell, they suddenly felt nauseous, and both helped the tree to vomit.

Someone behind the colonnade hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, looked away, swallowed several mouthfuls of pan-acid saliva, and barely suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit.

He could only hear the sound of talking under the tree, probably he had finished vomiting.

"This is a ghostly place with no aura! It's so hard to get a teleportation formation!"

"After picking up the person, leave quickly! I really don't want to stay here any longer!"

"...Wait, look at this teleportation array." The third person seemed to have discovered something.

"Most of the teleportation array has been wiped away!" The first and second two said in unison.

"Who's wicked!" The third person gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "He even wiped the teleportation array."

Ning Zisi suddenly remembered yesterday, a certain boy was lying under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree for a long time... It seemed that it was in that position!

This little white-eyed wolf!I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, I feel sorry for these servants who came to pick him up.

Sorry, suddenly I want to laugh...

Trying to suppress the corners of her mouth, she looked towards the door again.With such a noise outside, the people inside should also wake up, right?Just before she went out, she heard the movement of turning over inside.

The three people outside complained, and when they saw the filth they left behind, they raised their fingers, and a jet of water shot out, washing the place clean.

The three of them walked to the front of the house and said to the inside: "Feng Qi, Feng Yi, Feng Xing, welcome the young master Hui."

There is no sound inside.

The three looked at each other suspiciously, and raised their voices: "Feng [-], Feng [-], and Feng [-] welcome the young master Hui."

"...Hmm." A low voice came from inside, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Ning Zisi dared to bet with his own head that the two-year-old boy was probably putting on airs to impress the outsiders.

Was it because he was afraid that no one would take him seriously when he went back, so he took Joe from the beginning?Or do you think that's what the master should do?

I really don't know where he learned the bad trick!How can a serious master need to fight wits and courage with his servants?This prestige is not found from the servants, but earned through his own style of doing things.

He is such an empty vase with no strength at all, and now he is going to put it on the shelves, and he still wants to press the bottom firmly?It's good not to be overturned!

Thinking of how hard it was for me to list the one, two, and three points of going to that unknown place yesterday, I also wrote down the warning, if I don’t want to sit still, I have to change places.Otherwise, after the golden master left, she would starve to death when the golden leaves in the parcel were gone!

And thinking about it again, the dilapidated house on the mountainside is actually not that good.In case of snow, it will be crushed directly.It's better to live in the house he said is full of magical artifacts, a place that such a spoiled son and brother like him yearn for, what else can't he settle for?

So today, he is going!must go!Must go!

It was inevitable that the second year boy killed himself and affected him, so Ning Zisi lifted his foot steadily and took a step out.

"Hello, everyone." He shook his hands all the way, "It's really early! You young master, he didn't sleep well last night, so he missed the time. I'm going to wake him up now, please wait for us."

Who is this man?The three looked at him suspiciously.Seeing him talking, he went into the young master's room, thinking that he was probably the servant serving the young master here.

A mortal, no matter how big or small, talks to them like this.The three of them looked away at the same time, but the speed of raising their eyelids was a bit slower, allowing him to see the small movements that said that the white eyes were not white eyes, and that they looked like white eyes when they were not said.

Yo, despise her!Ning Zisi's eyes changed, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he walked into the room.

The second-year boy was still lying upright on the bed, but his eyes were open.His voice had been heard in the house before.That terrified tone, as if admitting defeat, made him wish to drag that guy in immediately, gag his mouth, and beat a few chestnuts hard.He is supporting the field, that guy is good, let him lose face!

How could he know that he didn't know what he did wrong, so he walked to his bed and whispered: "Don't be petty, let people see the joke. Get up!"

He sat up immediately, his eyes burning: "Who is petty? You pheasant who doesn't understand anything! Do you know..."

"I only know that you promised to leave at this time, but now you can't do it. They are already waiting outside, and you are still lying on the bed on purpose. Do you think they are fools and can't see what you mean? You plan to How can they tell others that this master is full of inaccuracies and likes to deliberately make things difficult for his servants?"

He choked suddenly.

"You are a manager. What you have to do is to assign tasks to them. If they do well, they will be rewarded. If they do not do well, they will be fined. Are you motivated to do what you tell me?" This is the psychological knowledge that permeates management, and he taught it for free.

The boy hung his head and sat motionless, like a sculpture.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, you will know when you get in touch with the management." He felt like the Taifu who taught the prince, "Hurry up now, we are leaving. Just remember one thing , don’t break your trust.”

The boy finally raised his eyes, with a strange look on his face: "...are you preaching to me?"

Ouch, don't get sick at this time!

"No, I'm trying to trick you into getting up." He said without changing his expression.

"...by preaching?"

"Yes! If it doesn't work, I'll try another method next time."

"..."

Although he didn't say anything, his hands and feet started to move.

Ning Zisi was very satisfied, a child can be taught, and he will continue to teach next time.