Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

"Boy, are you so full that you have nothing to do and you came here on purpose to amuse me?"

The fat stall owner's face was full of displeasure.

No wonder Chen Yu bargained in reverse.

After a long time of fussing, it turned out that they were making a fool of themselves.

Giving away antiques for free does not count.

I also want to give the other party another one million.

Is this something a normal person can do?

Chen Yu said calmly: "I can help you get rid of your suffering. If you believe it, just follow what I say."

"If you don't believe it, just do it yourself."

After saying this, Chen Yu took a step to leave.

"Just wait a moment."

The fat stall owner felt that there was something in Chen Yu's words.

What does it mean to help yourself out of misery?

"Speak clearly, what are you here for?"

Chen Yu turned around and said, "I came here to save you from the sea of ​​suffering."

Hearing this, the fat stall owner looked at Chen Yu again.

Chen Yu is wearing ordinary clothes.

There was nothing valuable on him, so he was probably not the kind of playboy who deliberately took advantage of others for fun.

The expression on his face was profound, but he didn't look like he was mentally retarded.

After thinking about it, the fat stall owner was not sure what the man in front of him was up to.

The fat stall owner called Chen Yu back and carefully studied what he said.

"You're in a crisis and you don't even know it."

"No one can solve your troubles but me."

After two or three seconds, Chen Yu said calmly.

"Think carefully about all the strange things you have encountered recently."

"You...who are you!"

As soon as the word "strange thing" came out of his mouth, the fat stall owner seemed to change into a different person.

The suspicion on his face disappeared.

It was replaced by deep panic.

In the past few months, the life of the fat stall owner has been like opening the door for the unlucky mother.

Unlucky enough.

Get this rare black pearl without spending a penny.

The fat stall owner thought it was an appearance from his ancestors, blessing him with a fortune.

Who would have thought that all kinds of weird and weird things would happen to him one after another.

Looking at Chen Yu's profound appearance, the fat stall owner's heart moved.

"Young man, no, no, no, sir, do you know your surname?"

The fat stall owner took out a cigarette and handed it over with a smile on his face.

"My name is Chen Yu."

Chen Yu blocked the smoke.

"Let me ask you one last time, do you want to give me that thing?"

"Mr. Chen, can we talk somewhere else?"

"good."

The fat stall owner asked a stall owner he knew to help him look after the stall.

Lead Chen Yu to the end of this street.

After confirming that there was no one nearby, the fat stall owner lowered his voice and said: "Mr. Chen, can you tell me first, who are you?"

"Is it a mage, a warlock, or a fortune teller?"

"We are neither relatives nor friends, why do you want to give me some advice?"

"I'm a psychiatrist."

Chen Yu explained himself.

"Looking at your complexion, I feel like you have some kind of mental illness."

"Out of professional ethics, I used psychological diagnosis and treatment methods to observe you."

Chen Yu's acting skills are in full swing.

The fat stall owner was stunned for a moment.

The fat stall owners all believed that Chen Yu was a wise man.

Chen Yu said that he was a psychiatrist.

Psychiatrist, since when did you start studying the gods and ghosts?

The fat stall owner opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Through scientific and systematic psychological observation, there is an inseparable relationship between your mental illness and this black bead around your neck."

"Can't you see it?"

The fat stall owner automatically blocked the previous words.

Hearing the words related to black beads, his expression became uneasy again.

"I'll cure your mental illness, and you'll pay one million in medical fees."

"Also, I will take away this bead. Do you still have any questions?"

Chen Yu asked in a matter-of-fact tone.

"It's okay to pay for disaster relief, but..."

The fat stall advocate opened his mouth, but he always felt that something was wrong with the style of painting.

"Mr. Chen, please stop teasing me."

"There are no outsiders here. Tell me the truth. Are you a mage?"

"Don't worry, I will never report you."

Chen Yu said seriously: "It's you who should tell the truth, not me."

"Besides, what I said was the truth."

Chen Yu looked at the black beads held in the hands of the fat stall owner.

"This patient, as a doctor, I would like to advise you."

"Concealing a disease and avoiding medical treatment will only make the condition more serious. Only by telling the truth can we get rid of the disease."

At this moment, the fat stall owner was 10,000% sure.

Chen Yu cannot be a psychiatrist.

It is so impossible for a psychiatrist to see that beads are related to strange things?

Probably because they are afraid of the recent special campaign to combat feudal superstition.

I deliberately made an excuse.

Still looking for such a bad excuse.

The fat stall owner complained crazily in his heart.

If it weren't for the sake of settling the cause and effect, Chen Yu wouldn't be too lazy to come here in the middle of the night.

Isn’t it nice to lie in bed and play with your mobile phone?

"What, you still don't want to say anything?"

"I said!"

When he met someone with a mysterious identity who could point out the key to the problem, the fat stall owner didn't care whether Chen Yu was a master or a psychiatrist.

Let’s talk about the weird things first.

A few months ago, the fat stall owner went to the countryside to collect antiques with tens of thousands of dollars.

The way profiteers like him usually collect antiques is through deception.

When you encounter farmers who don't know their trade, the price can be as low as possible.

If you meet someone who knows a little bit about it, all kinds of nonsense will come out of your mouth.

This time, he received half a broken porcelain from a villager.

Judging from the texture and shape, it looks very much like Tang Sancai.

Different from various imitation Tang Sancai handicrafts on the market, Tang Sancai had only one function in ancient times.

Serve as funerary objects.

The fat stall owner was keenly aware that the thing must have come out of the tomb.

Relying on the observation skills developed over many years, I found out that the things were indeed picked up from the tomb.

The villager went to work in the fields and found a hole near his farmland.

It's bottomless inside.

Out of curiosity, he called a few companions to go down together.

There is an ancient tomb underneath.

The tomb was empty, with a coffin without a lid in the middle.

A mummy lay inside.

The surrounding walls seemed to be painted with murals.

After several farmers went down, they were worried that the place was haunted and did not dare to stay long.

I picked up some earthen pots and climbed up.

After hearing the news, the fat stall owner was obsessed with money and immediately got in after asking for the location.

He found this black bead in the mouth of the corpse.

I guess it was a luminous pearl used by the ancients for burial.

Not long after I got this black bead, all kinds of strange things started to happen one after another.

First, the house caught fire for no apparent reason.

Then, the wife and children were injured due to various unbelievable things.

What surprised the fat stall owner even more was what came next.

One day, he came out to set up a stall, and soon people fainted.

Woke up lying in the hospital.

The doctor checked and said that there was a tumor in my body.

It is developing in a vicious direction.

"You dare to take things from a dead man's mouth, you are really brave."

Chen Yu sneered in his heart.

That's what profiteers are like.

For money, you can even risk your life.

I thought it was a black night pearl.

Little did he know that this thing almost killed him.

It's not a luminous pearl at all.

It belongs to the evil-suppressing bead.