"A heart disease requires a heart medicine doctor. In Uncle Zhang's case, in-depth hypnotherapy is required. You need to see the old man in your subconscious and have a conversation in person. This kind of hypnosis requires a special medium, which Uncle Zhang needs to buy.

."

"How much?"

"One thousand yuan."

"Okay, I've already transferred it."

After Uncle Zhang transferred the money, he only saw Wen Ying take out a stack of yellow paper from the drawer next to his chair, which is the kind of yellow paper specially used for sweeping tombs and offering sacrifices.

Uncle Zhang's mouth twitched. If the medium of hypnosis is yellow paper, he basically understands the process. Burn incense on the paper to his old man, and then he can dream about the old man...

The field of psychology is indeed broad and profound.

"When should we start?" Uncle Zhang thought, this process is probably operated by Wen Ying, who is the tool in the middle.

All I saw was Wen Ying pushing a stack of yellow form papers in front of Uncle Zhang, "This is your medicine. Burn it to the old man when you get home. We can talk after you go to bed at night."

"Xiaoying, it's like this. The old man keeps beating me in my dream. I can hear him talking. But I can't seem to open my mouth."

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry. If you follow my prescription, you will be cured naturally."

"..."

Uncle Zhang felt that if he continued to listen, he might have another mental illness with split personality. Although this child's words are unreliable, his actions are still quite reliable so far.

Uncle Zhang took the yellow form and left. Only then did Wen Ying think about the fact that she had slept for two days.

My mental state is very good. The important thing is that all the spiritual energy consumed in my body has returned!

Is sleeping also a way to cultivate spiritual energy?

"Anyway, how much reputation do I have now?"

[Reputation value:] The system's voice is somewhat resentful, obviously full of human emotions.

"So many? Let's draw a prize."

[The reputation value is deducted by one thousand, the lottery begins, 10, 9, 8...1, congratulations on winning the truth charm*1]

[Will the host continue to draw prizes?]

"Anyway, can you give me the feeling of participating in a lottery? I want a big turntable! The manual one!"

[Host, please rest assured that this system will treat every reasonable request of the host absolutely fairly and impartially, and there is absolutely no possibility of enriching one’s own pockets!]

"I want to smoke it myself."

[The reputation value is deducted by 10,000, and a manual lottery wheel is generated.]

"Ten thousand reputation points?"

Wen Ying felt that she had something MMb in her mind that she didn't know whether to say or not.

The golden turntable appeared in front of Wen Ying, which made her feel a little better, "I am a high-level krypton gold user, right? Look, this big turntable is all gold-plated!"

There are a hundred grids on the big carousel, but not all the prizes are displayed. Wen Ying can only see ten kinds.

[The host must work hard to increase the reputation value and upgrade the system in order to see all the prizes on the big carousel.]

"The system needs to be upgraded? How much reputation is needed?"

[The system currently owned by the host is only in its primary form. Upgrading to the next level requires 300,000 reputation points. The prizes that can be seen on the big carousel can also be increased to twenty. In addition, the host will be able to unlock one

New skills.】

"What skills?"

[The host will know after the system is upgraded.]

[There is a word book system that I like very much in this world’s civilization, called Volume. I hope the host can roll it up! After this system is upgraded, the benefits that the host can experience are absolutely worth the money! Come on, host! Ori!]
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Wen Ying, "..."
Chapter completed!