Fairyland, big problem

"I can't help it for the time being." Wen Jiu said frankly, "The Heart Beast has returned to its mother's house, and I will contact Miss Mu again when it comes online."

"Mr. Wen is really confident."

Parents and other relatives in the family occasionally saw that Mu Fengshuang was thinking, and neither enlightened nor sought a psychiatrist to get much effect.

Only Wen Jiu, who often does unimaginable manipulations, makes Mu Fengshuang see the sun behind the clouds.

"Miss Mu, don't worry, leave the psychological problems to me."

"Next time there will be Mr. Lowen."

Dialogue back and forth, to achieve a dream commission.

The image of the dream is materialized from the state of white mist, and the heroic knight wields a spear on the horse.

Wen Jiu knew that Mu Fengshuang's dream self was under the full-coverage spiritual armor.

After saying goodbye briefly and making an appointment to see you next time, Wen Jiu followed the little secretary into the elevator.

"Heh~ my young lady is elegant, beautiful, cute, gentle and..."

"Stop talking."

When it came to Mu Fengshuang, the little secretary always acted like blowing it up, those who didn't know thought she was the suitor.

"Wen Jiu Wen Jiu, what was on your mind with Miss just now?"

"Miss Mu has a serious knot in her heart."

"Very serious?"

"It's negative emotions, the kind that evil things can serve as food..."

"Stop!"

In the elevator, Wen Jiu was pushed into a corner by the little secretary and gagged.

If the two sides are reversed, this plot can match the bt man in the news who attacked the lone girl in the elevator.

"Don't die! It is said in our Mu family property that Ms. Mu has become food for evil things. Believe it or not, you will be caught and made into food."

"I'm telling the truth."

Moving away the hand pinching the face of the little secretary, Wen Jiu once again lamented how this girl is like a jackal,

The swooping movement just now was extremely fast and violent, and it was really not easy to block it completely.

"Really?"

"Nonsense, you were as drunk as a shrimp that day, why didn't I carry you back to Shuilian Villa and give Miss Mu a psychological treatment?"

"It wasn't long before..."

With a ding-dong sound, the elevator arrived at the first floor.

There were so many people coming and going after get off work, it was inconvenient to talk about sensitive topics, so the little secretary kept her voice and led Wen Jiu to leave the office building in a hurry.

The spiritual equipment forging shop managed by Shabuckthorn from Mu's house is just across the street. Wen Jiu was still discussing Mu Fengshuang's negative emotions with his secretary when crossing the street.

After a lapse of one or two months, the thin lines of black smoke eliminated were similar to those at that time, or even worse.

The first customer Wen Jiu came into contact with with a thin line of black smoke was Professor Zheng's son.

He has been tortured by mental distress for many years, and he was lured by the evil things hidden in the walls of the old teaching building, and he just reached the level of black smoke and thin lines.

Communicating with the little secretary, he couldn't directly use the term "black smoke thin line". Wen Jiu only said that the negative emotions that could be sensed through special techniques were so strong that even evil things could be absorbed directly.

"No, don't scare me."

Fifty meters ahead is the seabuckthorn shop, the two of them stopped, and there was no need to talk about it when they got to the shop.

Wen Jiu can affirm the conclusion, the problem is that he can't tell Mu's family.

The unknown young man, without any evidence, suddenly asserted that Miss Mu's negative emotions were exaggerated.

My parents don't believe it.

Mu Fengshuang...I obviously didn't realize it.

"The little secretary believes me?"

"Believe it 70%..."

The little secretary muttered about the solution.

I can't tell the outside world for the time being, otherwise the Mu family will definitely make trouble for Wen Jiu's nonsense.

"I can only wait for my Zhenxin Beast to come back from her mother's house and let Miss Mu take care of it."

"Why did the Heart Beast go back to its mother's house?"

"My situation is special here."

After talking about the topic, Wen Jiu asked Mu Fengshuang about the latest situation.

The little secretary's opinion is that everything is normal.

A while ago, the disaster of the "Ancestral Witch of the Last Dao" caused chaos in the city group centered on Tianma City.

Changle City was also in turmoil for a long time.

After the disaster, Mu Fengshuang restored the order of the company and took care of the follow-up issues of the employees who died. It was really troubled for a while.

The disaster is always over, a new life is flourishing, the company is back on track, and the headaches are theoretically less than before.

The little secretary personally protects Mu Fengshuang, spends a long time with her, and can see that her miss is occasionally meditating, sitting in a daze late at night, and so on.

I never thought that it could be raised to the level of negative emotions that evil things can eat directly...

The matter is tentatively finalized, and Wen Jiu will take Resentment Shadow Doll to meet Mu Fengshuang another day.

It’s okay to clear up such a little bit of negative emotion, it takes two or three efforts.

The real problem worth considering is that negative emotions are born too quickly, and the source is difficult to eliminate

Hopefully it's just one or two special occasions, but don't have a steady stream of thin lines of black smoke.

Entering the spiritual equipment shop, seabuckthorn is not here today, the little secretary made an appointment with other craftsmen in advance, and the inspection started smoothly.

Submit Wen Jiu's dark gray short knife and the little secretary's spiritual machete, and get the inspection results soon.

The short knife of the little secretary is a regular wear and tear, and it will take three days without a good rest for three or four months, and the fee will be 4000b.

Wen Jiu's dagger was severely worn out in a short period of time, and the material properties collided so badly that the craftsman was terrified.

Fortunately, the quality of the dagger itself is excellent, and the purpose of forging is to focus on toughness, so the ability to conduct spiritual energy becomes irrelevant.

"The maintenance cost of this short knife is 3000b."

It is cheaper than the price of the little secretary. After all, it is a bit like sharpening a knife without having to sort out details such as spell symbols.

It can't be said to be cheap...Wen Jiu spent more than half a month using the dagger like this.

Don't blame the quality of the dagger, there really isn't any Dark Soulsman who has completed tasks with such a high intensity in a short period of time.

Wen Jiu was injured, and sometimes his health was less than half, which was all handled by the Dream Lounge.

If you were a normal person, three to five days of recuperation for a minor injury would be considered short, so why would you be alive and kicking and continue doing tasks the next day until the muscle load exceeds the standard.

According to common sense, the damage caused by halving the life value would require a long rest, maybe a week to a month, or even longer.

After paying the fee and receiving an acceptance receipt, Wen Jiu had to wait three days for the dagger to get it.

"Wen Jiu Wen Jiu."

"what?"

"You can't do tasks these days, can you?"

"No way..."

The short knife is in a state of rest, and Wen Jiu also needs to rest to recover from muscle fatigue.

The truth is that it is true, when the little secretary said it, I always felt that there were other intentions.

"Well, there is no task anyway, I invite you...to go to the big health care!"

"What?!"

"Go for a massage, loosen the muscles and relax the bones, and treat muscle strain."

I thought the little secretary wanted to drink, but I didn't expect to make a constructive suggestion.

Going to massage the back and knead the shoulders is just right for Wen Jiu's current state of back pain.

Moreover, the little secretary introduced the restaurant with ease, explaining that it is a restaurant she has experienced, so there is no need to worry about being cheated.

"Are you going to introduce the massage restaurant that Miss Mu went with?"

"That's okay!" The little secretary shook her head in denial.

"Our young lady is delicate and lovely, how can she stand the kind of massage force needed by the dark-suppressors?"

Imagine Mu Fengshuang being dragged with both arms and stepped on the back, the scene is too outrageous.

"Too..."