The days when the psychic engaged in farming

Chapter 110

Ruan Meng was about to go out after receiving the order, and Yaya immediately followed after seeing this.

Normally speaking, when Ruan Meng goes out, he basically accepts business from people, but this time it is business from ghosts.

Yaya fastened her seat belt, sat up straight and asked, "Doesn't it know that it costs twice as much to come to the door? Why doesn't it come by itself?"

Ruan Meng stepped on the accelerator and drove forward, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I dare not go out at all..."

The car headed west all the way, and soon left the West Sixth Ring Road and entered the suburbs of the city.

Looking at the more and more desolate buildings, Ya Ya probably knew the living environment of the client this time, and could infer his economic strength from this.

Ruan Meng parked the car on the dilapidated road, and led Yaya into this village that seemed to be forgotten by the city.

Walking along the path, the two finally stopped at a farm courtyard.

The air here is much better than in the city, and the environment is much quieter.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Yaya couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It would be good to build a small house here for the elderly."

While Ya Ya was speaking, Ruan Meng knocked on the door knocker.

Immediately there was a rustling sound from inside, but no one came to open the door after a long time.

Just when Yaya was waiting a little impatiently and wanted to call for someone, the door was suddenly opened a crack: "Is that Boss Ruan?"

Ruan Meng nodded: "Yes."

"Please come in quickly." The man opened the door, and Yaya saw his appearance clearly.

He wrapped himself tightly in sun protection clothing, only showing a pair of timid eyes.He is also cautious when walking, sometimes looking up at the sky, sometimes looking up at the ground, for fear of being hit by something.

There is only one bed in his room, two hundred chairs and a table, nothing else.

Medicines are piled up by category on the table, ranging from commonly used to first aid.

He asked Ruan Meng and the others to sit down, and said embarrassingly, "I'm afraid of choking to death, so I don't have any water at home. I'm really sorry for the poor hospitality."

Yaya couldn't help but take another look at this person, probably he was talking about this kind of person.But if I didn't feel wrong, this person no longer had the anger of a living person, and he was afraid of being choked to death even if he was dead?

Ruan Meng seemed not to be surprised, and said, "It's okay. Can you briefly talk about your own situation?"

The man nodded, hesitated for a moment before pulling off his mask, revealing a delicate and weak face: "Sir, you must have seen that I am afraid of death..."

The fear of death ghost has passed away more than 200 years ago, and it is not known whether the bones are still there.

But those who say they are dead cannot die again.

But the ghost who is afraid of death is still very afraid of death.

After becoming a ghost, the ghost who is afraid of death waits for reincarnation in peace.However, the economy has tightened recently, so how can there be so many opportunities for reincarnation.

The fear of death finally has the opportunity to wait in line to be reincarnated on July [-]th, but now humans wear umbrellas when they are in love.Squeezed into a crowd of ghosts to watch a few love action scenes, the fear of death ghosts did not reincarnate, and still had to continue to be ghosts.

It seems that the previous employment subsidies in the human world are going to be spent, and the ghosts who are afraid of death have to start thinking about work.

It’s just that a ghost like him is afraid of being choked to death when eating, afraid of being electrocuted when turning on the lights, and afraid of being hit to death when walking...

Under such circumstances, the fear of death ghosts can't go out to work at all, and can only stay at home and continue to wait for the opportunity to reincarnate.

Even if the ghosts of death basically stay at home all day and do nothing, they still don't feel safe.

Even in bed, ghosts dare not sleep for fear of death, he is always afraid that he will die suddenly in his dream.

The fear of death is terribly frightening at the thought of dying no matter what.

The phobic ghost is not only afraid of death, but also afraid that no one will know when he is dead.So the fear of death hired a wild ghost early in the morning, and knocked on his door every other week to see if he was dead.

There is no income but consumption, and the ghosts have less and less money.

Finally one day, the fearful ghost couldn't afford the wild ghost's door-calling service, and the cooperation between the two ended.

After all, they got along with each other so well, Ye Gui kindly suggested that Fear of Death can go online to Guancai Bookstore to see if he can solve his psychological problem.

The fear of death was also fed up with this state of being in fear every day, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Guancai Bookstore, wanting to customize the service that is not afraid of death.

Speaking of this, the fear of death immediately looked up at Ruan Meng, with tears in his eyes: "Boss, please help me, I don't know what I am afraid of. I am already a ghost, obviously I know that I can't die anymore, but I'm still very scared, what should I do..."

Seeing the tears of the fear of death falling down, Ya Ya casually took a tissue and handed it over.

Before they could speak comforting words, the fear of death was trying very hard to hold back tears.

Ruan Meng stopped the fear of death from holding back his tears, trying to guide him to release his emotions.

The ghost who was afraid of death took a breath again and again, held back all his tears, and then explained embarrassingly: "I dare not cry. I saw a little girl on the Internet who met something and died after crying. It is said that it is because What sad syndrome, I dare not be sad after reading it..."

Yaya pursed her lips: "Are you so afraid of death?"

Hearing the words, the fear of death clutched his chest, panting heavily, his face pale: "Sir, can you stop mentioning the word death suddenly? I was really scared when I heard it..."

As a ghost, not only is he afraid of death, but he dare not even hear the word death, which is interesting.

Ruan Meng Dalu looked at the structure of the fearful ghost's room and then at the physical condition of the fearful ghost, and he probably understood it.

He looked at the fear of death and said, "Do you really want to overcome the fear of death?"

Hearing the word "death" from someone else's mouth, the fear of death shivered again, then nodded and said: "Sir, I really don't want to do this anymore! Fear of death is really painful, I even want to die in pain ...but I'm already a ghost, it's even more painful if I don't want to die..."

Ruan Meng nodded, he was really a ghost with psychological stress disorder.

Doing psychotherapy usually requires the trust of the other party. Judging from the current situation, the fear of death still has some trust in him.

Then the next thing to do is to carry out desensitization treatment.

The fearful ghost blinked and asked, "Sir, what is desensitization treatment?"

"Just do what you're afraid of, and just get used to it." Ruan Meng explained briefly, and the ghost widened his eyes in a panic: "Sir, do you mean to ask me to die? Ah Ahh..."

"Boom!" The fearful ghost fainted on the ground before he finished screaming, Ya Ya looked a little dumbfounded: "What's wrong with him?"

There was no big reaction on Ruan Meng's face, he just shrugged and said, "I'm fainted from fright."

Yaya looked at the fearful ghost on the ground, and didn't know what to say for a while: "Then what should we do now?"

Ruan Meng calmed down and said, "Take him out to die."

The fear of death woke up and found that he was sitting in Ruan Meng's car, and all the cloth used to wrap himself had been cleaned up.

Looking at the scenery speeding by outside the window and the vehicles coming and going, Fear of Death's face turned pale: "Sir, stop quickly, stop quickly, I'm really scared!"

Ruan Mengfei didn't stop the car, but deliberately stepped on the accelerator, and then asked the fear of death: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of being hit to death, woo woo woo..." After the fear of death said this, he rolled his eyes and then fell silent. Yaya looked back——

Yep, passed out again.

Ya Ya turned around and asked Ruan Meng: "Is this really useful?"

Ruan Meng glanced at the unconscious fear of death in the rearview mirror, and his mood was still calm: "It's useful or not, just try it."

Along the way, the fear of death ghosts woke up dizzy and dizzy.

After repeating this over and over again, after I don't know how many times, I suddenly stopped feeling dizzy.

He looked at the surrounding vehicles with some novelty, and suddenly felt that taking a car was nothing. He happily said to Ruan Meng: "Sir, I am not afraid to go out and take a car now, can you send me back?"

Ruan Meng shook his head, glanced at the time and said, "Let's talk after dinner first."

Have a meal?

"No, no, it will be choked to death ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ..." The brain made up the picture of being choked to death.

Yaya is not surprised now, but just asked Ruan Meng what he would like to eat tonight.

"Buy some ingredients and take them home, let's have hot pot tonight."

The fear of death wakes up in a steamy, spicy smell.

On his left is a fat white cat and Ba Dai with long legs, on his right are seven little birds squatting side by side, and Ruan Meng and Ya Ya are sitting directly opposite him.

In the middle is a huge mandarin duck hot pot with boiling soup and tempting ingredients.

No one cared about the situation on the side of the fearful ghost, and the fearful ghost was relatively calm.

He picked up the chopsticks like everyone else, with sweat dripping from his face, and his breathing became short of breath.

He picked up a piece of Maoxuewang and stuffed it into his mouth as if he was going to die.

The spicy stimulation made the fearful ghost cough violently, and the octopus immediately rolled up a glass of water for him.

The ghost who was afraid of death didn't care about what to say and quickly drank water to suppress the spicy taste. When he calmed down, he realized that he not only ate food but also drank water.

It seems that eating and drinking are not so scary, huh?

That night, the fear of death stayed in Guancai Bookstore.

He curled up in the guest room, not daring to sleep at all.

What to do, I am still afraid of sudden death in sleep.

Fearing that the dead ghost would be fascinated by kung fu, Ruan Meng walked forward with a glass of white water and two pills.

The fear of death raised his head with his hands on his knees, and asked in surprise, "Sir, what is this?"

"Alprazolam, which treats anxiety, is useful for both humans and ghosts."

"Can I fall asleep after eating this?"

"Ah."

"Then can I wake up from sleep?"

Ruan Meng nodded: "Yes."

The fear of death immediately swallowed the pills, drank water, and then lay down.

Probably because the pills really worked, the fear of death only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

When Ruan Meng went out, he met Ya Ya, who asked, "Did you give him sleeping pills?"

"No." Ruan Meng shook his head and replied honestly, "It's just B-complex vitamins."