Raise a House of Obsession - Chapter 92 1 can of coke

　　 Until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, a special event actually happened!

　　 An 86-year-old grandmother died in the town. Death at such an old age can be regarded as joy or mourning. Her family spent a small amount of money and invited people to the dojo, and wanted to know what her grandma's obsession was and whether she had any regrets.

　　 Zhou Yi volunteered to step forward and dispelled the obsession that occurred at the moment of dying for this grandma.

　　 More than a thousand psychic powers, to do this kind of thing, it is already at hand, and the fingertips burst out with bright light.

　　 The faint black mist quickly dissipated.

　　According to the usual practice, the charge is 1,000 yuan, which is a very cheap price.

　　 "Brother, your psychic energy is so strong, it can shine like an electric light bulb."

　　 "Why can't we dispel obsessions? I can too!" Junior brothers and sisters asked on the side.

　　 One of the juniors was a little genius. He was able to concentrate his psionic energy on the tips of his fingers, bursting out a dim light, with an intensity of about one or two hundred points, and he could dispel the simplest obsessions.

　　 "It is not impossible, but because there will be mental backlash, dispel obsessions, and know the thoughts in the mind of the deceased. Many people's thoughts before death are inexplicable and make people very uncomfortable."

　　 "No matter what, you have to do it after adulthood." Zhou Yi smiled and said, "For example, do you know what this grandma's last obsession is?"

"what?"

　　 "She wanted to eat an extra piece of mutton last night, but her son was unwilling, saying that it was because of the cold nature of mutton. Eating too much is not good for your health."

　　 "So the grandmother secretly resented, thinking that her son was stingy and unfilial. It didn't mean that it was harmful, but she was a bit resentful that her son was too stingy and didn't even give her a piece of mutton."

　　 "This obsession persists to the moment of death."

　　 "Huh?" The younger brothers and sisters were shocked.

　　 What kind of thing is this? It's normal advice, right? Can this be resentment? It's a bit unreasonable!

　　 "If everyone has mind-reading skills, then this world must be hell. Therefore, minors are unlikely to be able to engage in this work."

　　 Zhou Yi shook his head. The real human thoughts are completely different from what appeared on the surface. It's really not good for minors to get in touch.

　　 And to dispel the obsession, it will be backlashed by the spirit. Many obsessions are completely dark, like the pain of illness, quarreling with someone and so on.

　　 There is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and no good wife in the poor family for a long time.

　　 People are selfish by nature, but if everyone is selfish, they will fall into a prisoner’s dilemma, and everyone will live a bad life. So what you think in your heart is sometimes not important, as long as you look at what he does on the surface is enough.

　　 "Mr. Huang, your mother's last wish is..." Zhou Yi stepped forward and talked to the male host about the obsession that he had just felt. He didn't add any extra effort or conceal it.

　　 This is the rule of this line, people paid for it.

　　 The man in his sixties surnamed Huang was taken aback for a moment. He was actually eating lamb? Still a little bit of resentment? He also remembered what happened the other day. If your mother has strong resentment, it will be condemned by public opinion.

　　 "It's nothing, you are in front of the grave, just bring your mother some mutton. Her old man is a little unhappy subconsciously, this kind of mood is normal, don't care."

　　 "Thank you, thank you!" The man surnamed Huang handed Zhou Yi a red envelope, one thousand and two hundred yuan, an extra two hundred.

　　 After finishing the work, take the younger brothers and sisters home.

　　 The thousand and two hundred yuan is the turnover cost of the dojo, and Zhou Yi can collect 50% of it.

　　 Money is not too important, what is important is obsession.

　　 went back to his small room and couldn't wait to close his eyes.

　　 Sure enough, a faint smoke appeared near the sage stone slab. If you don't look carefully, you can't see a smoke here.

　　 Zhou Yi was shocked: "This is too young!"

　　 "It’s never been so less."

　　 Even the obsessions taken out of the minds of living people are much thicker than this smog.

　　 But he quickly understood that a normal death is not a sudden death, and the remaining obsessions are very rare.

　　 Many old people in the town held the idea that one day more is to make money. They know that one day they are going to die, and it is normal to have less obsession.

　　The same goes for the people in the hospital. Many patients do not want to live, or have no money to treat their illnesses. They are afraid of delaying their families, but they actually want to die.

　　 "Then I want to draw a lottery too!"

　　Shiban until now, I haven't let myself down.

　　 It slowly absorbed the smoke, there was no light, and there was no emergency on the back.

　　 Then, a line of text appeared on the surface.

　　 [Congratulations, the bleak spiritual traces formed after the natural death of human beings cannot judge the trajectory of life. The person involved is not painful and hardly obsessed with it. 】

　　【Evaluation: None. 】

　　 [Reward: a can of fresh sugar-free coke. Its specific ingredients are water, carbon dioxide, coke color, phosphoric acid, sodium benzoate...]

　　 is not even mediocre, it is directly an evaluation of "none".

　　 really pulled this time!

　　 The one that pulled the pants!

　　 Changed a bottle of Coke with grandma's obsession~www.novelbuddy.com~ Zhou Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

　　 He took a deep breath, his eyelids twitched a few times.

　　 "Coke, come!"

　　 "slap", summoned it to reality, looked at the formula or something, it was exactly the same as the real Coke, the production date was actually today...

　　 I opened the can and took a sip. It still had the familiar taste and no special function, just ordinary Coke.

　　 Zhou Yi sighed deeply: "So, I went to the crematorium to learn experience, this kind of thing might not work."

　　 "A hundred dead grandmothers can't compare to a death row prisoner. I'd better stay honestly in Xisuo..."

　　……

　　 That's it. On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, a beautiful, short holiday is over.

　　 can't be said to be nothing.

　　 I got a piece of jade pendant that can calm and nourish my nature, which is also a gain.

　　 Say goodbye to the relatives at home, pack all the luggage, and get on the bus.

　　 "Goodbye brother, goodbye!" The corners of the eyes of the younger sisters were red. They played cards for seven days together during the Chinese New Year. They were a little reluctant, and they were about to cry.

　　 "Goodbye! It's not that you can't see it anymore, why are you crying."

　　 With the sound of the "buzzing" motor, Zhou Yi returned to the small town of Xisuo and started a new year of life.

　　 The small town of Xisuo is still very lively. Most of the beaters have to leave their hometown reluctantly after the Lantern Festival.

　　 Like Zhou Yi, not many people went to work on the seventh day of the year. After all, his job is a bit of a civil servant character. If he wants to formally enter the editor, Wang Zhengfa will definitely be the first to agree, and it will be done for him.