Fairyland, Big Problem

“It’s raining… It was snowing the first two days.”

Wen Jiu got off at the luxury community near the department store.

The landlady also got down from the cab.

“Yes, so both the police station and the SWAT team suspect that she has encountered something evil.”

For the time being: Doubt.

Really encountering evil things, the vice-principal can escape like a stroke of luck.

It is not ruled out that the yin qi in the corresponding place gathers, causing the illusion of rain and mud mudra for her under the influence of psionic energy. The atmosphere in that place is indeed abnormal, and it tends to be gloomy.

Also based on these speculations, it is temporarily judged that the location of the incident is suspected to be a ‘source of disaster’, which has not yet reached the 1-star standard of ‘source of disaster’.

Following the landlady into the elevator, Wen Jiu came to a conclusion.

“Can I understand this? The vice-principal is just a pure psychological shadow. He was frightened for a while, and then recovered after a while.”

“Yes.”

“Oh…”

The vice-principal has seen a regular psychiatrist, and the doctor said the same thing, it will be fine after a while.

The problem is her job, the vice principal of Xingxing Kindergarten.

The core of the fright brought by the evil thing is “rainy night” and “the child’s mud handprint slaps the windshield frantically”, so frightened, how dare she go back to kindergarten.

Not to mention the kindergarten, when I see children, or the food that symbolizes childishness, my face turns pale in shock.

“That’s why I came to you. Please treat my good friend.”

“It might work.”

Compared with the previous interpretation of the old head of the Mu family, or the evil spirit, the vice-principal is obviously simpler.

Simple to the naked eye.

Even if no one took action, she knew in her heart that she was frightened by evil things, and it would be fine after a while.

Wen Jiu’s current operations are very direct, awakening her vision of pure dreams, healing her mind, and diverting her attention.

Gently knocked on the door, and a gentle man wearing golden glasses came to respond.

The landlady introduced, “This is Mr. Wen, a well-known one over there…emmm, a psychiatrist.”

“Thank you so much, Mr. Wen, hello.”

“Hello.”

Opening the door, this is the husband of the vice principal. Because his wife was in a traumatic period, he had to send the child to his parents and take care of his wife alone.

The landlady and the vice-principal are good friends, and they knocked on the lounge door very familiarly, calling out as if nothing had happened.

The more you know that the other party is thinking, the more normal it should be, so that the vice-principal can return from the abnormal state as soon as possible.

“Hey, come to see me every day.”

“What kind words did my good sister say?”

The vice-principal is much younger than Wen Jiu imagined. After all, she is the good sister of the landlady, looking at over 30 at most.

If it hadn’t been for the frightened appearance of thin and haggard these days, his face should have been richer.

“Hello, I’m Wenjiu.”

“Little handsome guy, good afternoon.”

It can be seen that although the vice-principal has not stepped out of the psychological shadow, he has been able to control his emotions without touching related objects.

The two were invited into the room and sat down at the small table.

The model husband quickly brought tea and looked at Wen Jiu with a slightly begging look.

Wen Jiu nodded slightly.

The landlady opened the topic first, “How is it? Can you fall asleep these days?”

At most, the vehicle toppling caused a few scratches to the vice-principal, and the biggest impact was psychological.

“Hey, I can’t sleep.”

Taking medication easily can easily lead to dependence. Unless it is a last resort, her family and herself have no plans to take the route of falling asleep with medication.

“Vice-principal.” Wen Jiu began to introduce himself, “Actually, I know some physical therapy techniques. I came here today to try to calm the nerves and promote sleep.”

The landlady’s eyes lit up.

She was still in a dilemma. If she brought a psychiatrist in front of the vice-principal, it would be a reminder that she had a mental illness.

Wen Jiu’s statement is only aimed at calming the nerves and improving sleep quality. It is much more relaxing, and it sounds more like physical therapy.

Open the game show, and my friend Xiangwei Miao is online.

I had already agreed with it before departure, and there will be a scene later.

【mum! 】

Xiangwei Miao, who was summoned to the real world, saw the chair cushion, his eyes lit up, he stretched out his little claws and was about to scratch, and was hugged tightly by Wen Jiu.

“How do you feel about this?”

“What a cute kitty, isn’t it an ordinary cat? It’s very Q version, is it a technique?”

“Yes, this is a heart beast.”

Wen Jiu is now learning and selling now. The information on the Dark Slayer that he read yesterday, the formation technique, some Dark Slayers will generate such an array of heart beasts, which is equivalent to a moving array eye.

At first, I was worried that the vice-principal would think of children from the Q-version kitten, but now I can rest assured.

“Can I hug it?”

“No problem, this is a part of physiotherapy. First, use the soft and cute Array Heart Beast to soothe your emotions.”

“It’s so cute… Why does Zhenxin beast have such a good fur touch?”

“Uh.”

With a sharp turn of thoughts, Wen Jiu blurted out, “Because it’s for physical therapy, it should be designed to be cute in every aspect.”

“Good good good good~”

Holding Xiangwei Miao, the vice-principal’s heart almost melted, smiling like a jenny turtle.

No matter how Wen Jiu looks, he doesn’t think this guy has a psychological shadow.

However, come here, let’s get sweet dream points.

“Vice-principal, now let me relax your mind and let you get a good night’s sleep later.”

“Is it really possible?”

“no problem.”

Wen Jiu is full of confidence when it comes to sleeping, and the skills that Xiangwei Miao is currently rolling out: singing, with hypnotic effects.

With the promise of the vice-principal, the commission was fulfilled, and the white mist condensed a translucent image of a dream.

The heroic female knight wears light leather armor~www.mtlnovel.com~ with an emerald green bow and quiver behind her back.

It feels a bit like an elf knight.

Looking at the knight’s face again, it is eight or nine points similar to the vice-principal.

The wish in her heart is to become… ADC?

Anyway, the Dark Slayer who uses spiritual bows and arrows as weapons.

This dream image reminds Wen Jiu of Mu Fengshuang. Her dream image is of a mighty heavy armored knight.

You can’t really want to become a Dark Slayer…

Wen Jiu has thought about this idea, but the problem is that the Mu family is open-minded enough, financial resources and mentors are in place, and Mu Fengshuang can do it easily, no need to cover up.

And the style is too different.

“Cough cough.”

Say it back in front of you.

“Vice-principal, I would like to ask what is the most ideal career in your mind?”

“Me? Of course I’m a qualified teacher.”

“Isn’t it the Dark Slayer?”

The vice-principal’s expression was stunned, and there were waves in his heart, which were forcibly covered up.

“What did Mr. Wen say, I’m just a person who can’t practice.”

Recalling what the landlady said about the good sisters, the vice-principal, like Wen Jiu, has a two-star qualification and cannot become a dark-slayer.

It is no wonder that such a positive ambition needs to be hidden, because conditions do not allow it.

My mind thought of Mu Fengshuang again… She is a student majoring in cultivation at Changle University, and the lecturer from her hometown listens with relish to her lectures.

“The vice-principal’s thoughts have nothing to do with qualifications. I have a friend of the uncle generation who is in his 40s and admits that pure ideals are Masked Superman very calmly.”

Wen Jiu made a transformation move, “Isn’t Masked Rider more difficult than the Dark Slayer? But I can still take it to heart and become a power…”