Raise a House of Obsession

　　 Zhou Yi was taken aback.

　　 "Could it be that there are some special obsessions in my spiritual world, watching me silently?"

　　 He closed his eyes and concentrated, only to see a simple stone slab and his own psionic fire.

　　 and the "horse-bag" and "silent voyeur" standing still beside the stone slab.

　　 There is no starry sky and no memory bubbles, unlike others.

　　 This should not be the real spiritual world.

　　 "Sure enough, I can't enter my spiritual world. This is probably just a special space created by the slate."

　　...

　　 Old comrade Li Xianfeng can be said to be the person who cares most about Zhou Yi in the entire Xisuo.

　　 Even adding two more "most" characters is not too much.

　　 What kind of mushroom wine is so fragrant, I have lived for 60 years in this life, and I have never had such a delicious and sweet wine!

　　 Although I know that the name "Mushroom Wine" is fake, even after being drunk for three days and three nights, although it is delayed, it is still...too fragrant.

After drinking 　　, I can't forget it, I can't sleep at night!

　　 Especially when I heard that Zhou Yi gave a little "mushroom wine" to Wang Zhengfa, the old man Li was even more concerned.

　　 But his old man loves face very much.

　　 I have asked Zhou Yi once, so I can’t ask for the second time.

　　 Do not talk about martial arts, that is not good.

　　 Old people need to speak martial arts.

　　 So, he focused on Wang Zhengfa.

　　 I stayed next to Wang Zhengfa's office all day long, walking around, coming in from time to time to drop in or something, and his eyes rolled around.

　　 "Pharaoh, cough cough...he cured another patient?" After Li Xianfeng entered the office, his nose moved, as if looking for the place where Wang Zhengfa kept the wine bottle.

"Yes, I also made a lot of money. I can make a fortune now. Young people are so profitable, which is not necessarily a good thing. You need to suppress and suppress him, so that he will not be alienated by capital." Wang Zhengfa joked. road.

　　 Li Xianfeng's old face blushed, "Don't tell me to suppress it. After eating someone's mouth short, there is no chance to suppress him now."

　　 "One cup, just drink a small cup."

　　 "I knew you would come to this set!" Wang Zhengfa knew what Old Man Li had come from, and smiled and took out the small glass bottle.

　　 In a small cup, pour a little bit, but this is enough.

"Hey, why did I finish drinking it in one breath? This is the "monkey wine" in the legend of the rivers and lakes. Drink a little less, this kid is really willing to drink." Li Xianfeng took a little bit and sipped it." Good character."

　　Wang Zhengfa also poured a glass, and talked about what happened these days: "What about the value of a thousand dollars? If you drink it, you will drink it. People give it to us, and we still hide it or not? Do we have to sell it?"

　　 "What's the use of money if you drink one sip and live for one more year?"

　　 Listening to what the other party said, the flame in Li Xianfeng's heart was burning again.

　　 "The second patient was cured like this? It took more than a week, 10 days? It only takes 10 days?!" Old man Li asked incredulously, "He is really self-taught."

　　 He doesn't know what to say anymore.

　　 The first patient, it took less than half a month, which can be understood as a crooked beating.

　　 But for the second patient, it took only 10 days?

what's the situation? 10 days? Are other therapists like this?

　　 Isn’t it difficult to say?

　　 Could it be that this profession is already so bad that you can learn by yourself after a few days of turning over a shabby textbook?

　　 And the one that treats a patient in 10 days?

　　 Make him Li Xianfeng, he is a little bit itch, want to practice telepathy skills...

　　 However, it is a pity that Li Xianfeng knows that he has no such talent at all, telepathy or something. Many people with this talent are sentimental and often have depression.

　　 But Zhou Yi is not a sentimental type at all, what's the matter?

　　 "No sequelae?"

　　 "It seems that there are no sequelae. I don't know how to cure it. It is so fast... it was cured in 10 days."

　　 "Fu Lintao, it is definitely back to normal." Wang Zhengfa lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "This kind of thing without a teacher seems to exist."

　　 "Although it is only a treatment for ordinary people, the difficulty is a bit lower, but it is also very impressive."

　　 Li Xianfeng was a bit unconvinced, he was humming, not knowing what he was talking about.

　　 Indeed, even in the prosperous Great Xia Country, there are too few people who can become a spiritual healer without a teacher.

　　 Ten years, twenty years, there may not be one!

　　 Even if Li Xianfeng is not convinced, he can only hold back: "So you want to help him and find a special recruitment quota in the university? You have invested a lot."

"There is no way. To return to Daxia, you must not only rely on ability, but also on personal connections. Investing in young people is about long-term interests." Wang Zhengfa shook his head, "10 years, 20 years later, said I'm not sure I will make a profit. Even if I fail, there is nothing to lose to me. UU reading www.uukānshu.com to help him, it's nothing."

　　 Li Xianfeng took another sip of wine, with a satisfied expression on his face: "I actually asked my brother..."

　　 "However, regarding the number of places in the university, he disagrees."

　　 Natural penance practice is one of the pillars of the entire Daxia Alliance.

　　A group of psionics who don’t ask for money, but live a life of poverty as the basis, can’t ask for anything.

　　 The high-levels of painstaking practice have a high reputation and power in the Great Summer Alliance.

　　Theoretically, the grandmaster spoke and plugged a university place, almost without difficulty.

　　 "Your brother doesn't agree? This kind of genius should be buried?" Wang Zhengfa was a little puzzled.

"Because...the whole international situation has something wrong now." Li Xianfeng was silent for a while, and shook his head. Become a natural civil servant.

　　 "Otherwise, the spies from the Western Continent would have infiltrated it a long time ago."

　　 Wang Zhengfa was silent. Indeed, although the Western Continent is more advanced in science and technology, the development of psychic energy and the use of various superpowers are no better than the Eastern Continent.

　　 Psionic stuff has too high demands on the mind and nature. It needs ancient inheritance and a long-standing cultural atmosphere to nourish masters one by one. The religious atmosphere on the Western Continent is too strong and the ideological constraints are too high, so the high-end combat power is not as good as the Eastern Continent.

　　 But just that, the reason is not enough.

　　 Zhou Yi's birth, Miao Zhenggenhong, has not been in contact with people on the Western Continent, so he cannot be a spy.

　　 "There is a second reason...the archaeological team."

When 　　 said these three words, Li Xianfeng obviously lowered his voice and looked a little nervous.