Lovely wife, my husband is not human

The two feet could barely stand up and walk tremblingly, but the coordination was not very coordinated. As soon as he took two steps, his left foot mixed with his right foot, and he fell on all fours.

"Can you do it?" Su Mile raised his forehead.

[Brother left foot, you are a martial arts actor with a professional background, why can't you even walk smoothly? 】

[Your right foot is not much better, a dancing girl can't even keep up with my rhythm. 】

【Okay, stop arguing. I'm the director and I'm in charge. Listen to my command now. When I count one, I take my left foot, and when I count two, I take my right foot. Come on, one two one two.】

The left and right feet managed to keep up with each other's rhythm, and suddenly fell down again!

[What's going on, I can't move! 】

【Me too!】

It turned out that Xiao Ling woke up.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and found herself lying on the ground, her pants were sticky and had a bad smell, she said blankly, "Sister, what's wrong with me?"

Su Mile hurriedly helped her up, and sighed, "Let's go and change into clean clothes first."

Taking advantage of Xiaoling's spare time to take a shower and change clothes, Su Mile hurriedly contacted his grandfather to learn about the specific method of supernatural body.

It turns out that as long as it is not a spirit body at the level of a wraith or evil spirit, it is very simple to save it.

All you need to do is find the dead body and recite 99 passages of the mantra, and then bury it properly.

But the scene of the crew's accident was thousands of miles away in the Kappalgan Desert, and the helicopter searched for more than half a month without finding the body.

It seems that the matter of transcendence cannot be realized in the short term.

After thinking about it again and again, Su Mile decided to make a rule with the spirit body in Xiaoling's body first.

During the golden time before the college entrance examination, they can't let them manipulate Xiao Ling's body to make trouble at night. They must let Xiao Ling rest at ease and ensure enough sleep.

So after the second hypnosis, Su Mile expressed his thoughts to these thirty or so spirit bodies.

[I can't move during the day, and I can't move at night. Isn't this going to suffocate the ghost? 】

[That's right, Xiaoling is either in class or studying questions during the day, and even interacting with her little boyfriend is discussing how to do the questions. 】

[Everyone be quiet, listen to me, Miss Su is considered extremely lucky to be merciful and help us to save lives, so what is it to be bored for a few days? 】

[Yeah, this time I agree with what the director said, I really don't want to be an ass anymore! 】

[But she may not even find our bodies, why should we trust her? 】

[What can I do if I don't believe her?Can we still find a second person who says he is willing to help us save? 】

After discussion among the ghosts, they decided to agree to Su Mile's request, but the condition was that after the college entrance examination, if there was still no news about the body, she had to go to the Kapolgan Desert to look for it herself.

Xiaoling slept well for three days in a row, and did not experience the symptoms of "sleepwalking" at night during the surveillance. She told Zixuan the good news as soon as possible.

Soon, all senior high school students in this area knew that there was a Mi Le psychological counseling agency on Yanjiang North Road, which was quite reliable.

Dr. Su is so busy these days that his feet are not touching the ground, the threshold of the store is about to be broken by these children.

The people waiting for the doctor lined up across the street every day, and even Mo Xie and Ming Guang were invited from the next door to help.

At the beginning, Ming Guang would find time to help her with the registration work, but later on, no matter how cute and coquettish Su Mile was, he refused to do it.

Whenever he sat in front of the store for more than 5 minutes, dozens of girly love letters would be forcibly stuffed in his hand.

It can't help but make people wonder, are these girls really coming to the store to queue up because of too much pressure?

But even if the way of seeing a doctor is changed to make an appointment in advance, the number of people queuing up at the door of the store every day continues unabated.

Su Mile was very puzzled. After all, the psychological counseling business is not engaged in catering, so there is no point in queuing.

Because the situation of the people who come to consult is different, some take a long time and some take a short time.

There are only so many customers that can be received every day, and it doesn't mean that you can get a consultation just by queuing.

At first, she thought it was a herd effect. People like to join in the fun. No matter what kind of consumption they like to try, it was only later that they found it tricky.

More than half of the people who came for consultation these days said they had insomnia, so they asked Su Mile to give them hypnotherapy.

Some people didn't even need to wait for her to guide them, they just lay on the bed and slept for hours, not like insomniacs at all.

Su Mile gradually felt that someone was deliberately messing with her, arranging these people who didn't need psychological counseling at all to waste her time, causing some people who really needed help to be unable to make appointments.

She couldn't bear it that day, and directly tore off the fake beard stuck on the male guest's face.

"Sir, you came to my place yesterday, and today you come to disguise yourself and make an appointment under a different name, thinking I can't recognize you?"

The man covered his bare mouth and said angrily, "What's wrong with you, a psychiatrist, I want to sue you!"

After saying that, he stood up abruptly and ran outside.

"Don't go! Stop! Who told you to come over and make trouble, tell me clearly before you go!" Su Mile was about to catch up when a man in a floral shirt blocked the door.

"I heard that this institution has great powers and can cure any mental illness. Today, I specially came here to experience it myself."

At first glance, Su Mile felt a little familiar with this man, but he definitely didn't know him.

Seeing that the troublemaker had already run away, he sat back in his seat.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" She asked as usual.

"Can't you consult without an appointment? I don't think you're busy." The man pulled out a chair and sat down, taking out a cigarette and a lighter.

"Sorry, no smoking here."

"No, hahahaha, no?"

The man lit the cigarette upright, and sprayed a smoke ring on Su Mile.

"You look really good, no wonder my worthless brother wants to kneel down and lick you."

"You are Yang Feng's brother? Yang Shuo, the eldest son of the Yang family?"

"clever."

No wonder they felt strangely familiar just now, there are indeed similarities between the eyebrows and eyes of the two brothers.

This was the one who sent Yang Feng to the mental hospital in the first place. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes and sunglasses that day, and he grabbed Yang Feng's hair and threw him on the hospital bed.

At that time, Yang Feng refused to be hospitalized, so Yang Shuo just slapped him, his mouth was swollen, and Su Mile stopped him from continuing to slap him.

Yang Feng's schizophrenia was formed under the stimulation of his brother's long-term bullying. With a cowardly personality, he unconsciously split into a brutal personality to protect himself.

Because he is better than his younger brother in every aspect, his parents love him more, and they think it is natural for him to educate his younger brother as an older brother, and they have always let Yang Shuo's atrocities go.

Even when Yang Feng was finally forced out of his second personality and jumped up angrily to resist his brother's beating and scolding, they all felt that Yang Feng was at fault first, and unanimously agreed to send him to a mental hospital.