Raise a House of Obsession

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "The last time I gave you the'mushroom stuffed', you drank all of it all at once? Aren't you taking sips?"

"You really made it? You still have this skill!" Li Xianfeng was a little moved.

"Don't worry about who made it, and you've agreed to give you two catties. Now I will give you three catties for this ‘deceased’, okay? It’s generous enough!"

"Huh?" Old man Li was a little dissatisfied. The older the baijiu, the better. There are dozens of jars in this big cellar, which add up to hundreds of catties!

He only has three catties!

Thinking of this, I felt a little unbalanced.

But there is no reason to ask for more. He himself said that this is a top-quality wine, and he only did a little physical work. Is it too embarrassing to ask for it?

However, looking at the large number of jars in the cellar, my heart was really itchy, and he cursed secretly: "It's all cheap, Ye Tiansheng! Can you come here to rub it up in the future?"

No, the only problem with Ye Tiansheng is "Han".

The apprentice’s things are kept here, he will not be greedy at all, if he really encourages Ye Tiansheng to be greedy for ink, maybe this simple man will turn his face.

Thinking about it this way, Li Xianfeng was really anxious and intolerable, and there was heat all over his body, and he began to be jealous of Ye Tiansheng inexplicably.

Even he himself doesn't know why he is jealous, he can only watch, but can't drink, even if he just put it here, it's good.

Wait...Wait.

A flash of light flashed!

This kid, I don't know how to brew the most top-notch wine under his own eyes, and I don't know where he learned this craft?

But no matter what, as long as there is such a technique, it can be brewed repeatedly.

He should make more brews in the future, right?

I'm old Li, I drink some wine from time to time, it's not a good one.

Just when Li Xianfeng was surprised, Zhou Yi took the wine jar out of the cellar and poured three catties for Li Xianfeng.

"yours."

Ye Tiansheng also smelled the strong aroma of the wine. He leaned over, poured a glass in a small cup, and tasted: "Good wine, it reminds me of the story that happened... I don’t care about the day and night, this name really deserves its name. The time goes by too fast, I’m already old if I haven’t reacted to it yet."

"Even if it's just one month's new wine, it can be regarded as a strange wine. I don't know how strong it will be for ten years or one hundred years."

"It's impossible for us to drink it for a hundred years. It can only be cheaper for future generations." Li Xianfeng took a sip and closed his eyes.

Zhou Yi also tasted a little bit. This wine smells very fragrant, but it tastes calm like running water. Under the washing of this stream of water, there are light memories in my heart, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, from crossing to this At the beginning of the world, everything was passed through in my mind like a revolving lantern.

The heart beats, absorbing these faint memories completely.

He took a deep breath and said, "The formula of this wine is very simple, but the most important thing is to use the hair of a centenarian as a primer, otherwise it will be just ordinary white wine, without the charm of time."

"No wonder, no wonder... it's the hair of Mrs. Sun." Li Xianfeng said.

"Yeah, the hair she gave me."

"In the future, it will be rare...Where are so many old people who have experienced ups and downs?" Zhou Yi sighed.

For a while, there was silence in the room, and everyone began to observe the dead grandmother Sun.

One month's new wine, the sense of time passing is not too strong, even ordinary people can barely bear the charm.

Zhou Yi planned to give Fu Lintao and Wu Zhenyu a little too.

These two guys are too weak, it's okay to become a bronze seal earlier.

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After a few bites, Zhou Yi and Li Xianfeng left Ye Tiansheng's home and returned to the Xisuo.

There are still serious things to do now. The "deceased" in this jar must wait for Ye Ling to drink at the banquet after the college entrance examination.

Even if they are all drunk by that time, there is nothing left.

Zhou Yi started his intense work again.

For a therapist, collecting human emotions is the most important step. Adding these obsessions to the patient's mind can effectively "hedge the obsession."

The more mental therapists who collect obsessions, the more effective therapies will be. Of course, other psychotherapists need special psionic skills to accommodate these external obsessions through their own souls, which is dangerous to a certain degree.

Zhou Yi has no such concerns.

The spiritual space opened up by the sage slab can almost accommodate endless obsessions, and at the same time can prevent oneself from suffering mental pollution. It was equivalent to the most complicated and difficult step for the psychotherapist, and he skipped it.

At this moment, he has basically collected human love, hatred, ups and downs, these most basic emotions and desires.

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A large part of people’s psychological problems can be solved quickly by the old comrades of "horse-bags".

The only trouble restricting Zhou Yi's experience is the need to gain the trust of the patient. It is true trust, not fake.

Even with the "Broken Needle" thing, he would not dare to forcibly enter the spiritual world of strangers, otherwise he would still bring risks to himself. He didn't want to lose his life in order to gain some experience.

Healers' parents, sometimes Zhou Yi will sympathize and pity some people, especially some bad teenagers. Their family environment is generally not good. They are able to work hard to be normal people, but they never repent. They have to go gangbang, gamble, and even feel that their path is right.

Under this circumstance, no matter how high his technique is, there is no way he can do it.

It is indeed rare for the prodigal son to look back.

So he asked Professor Zhong Shengtang, who is also a psychotherapist, about this matter.

"No way, Xiao Zhou, don't worry about this." Professor Zhong said, "I also practiced in a mental hospital when I was as young as you. The biggest feature of mental patients is that they think they are normal and very stubborn."

"The prisoners on the west side should be the same, even worse."

"Our industry...therapists are so rare that they can only invest their limited power into the greatest benefits. When there were no psychotherapists before, wouldn't human civilization continue? The psychotherapists are very important, but don't Imagination is too important."

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