"Don't be afraid. As an apology, I will help you get rid of your fear right away."

"The ghost under the bed was stunned. Can fear be eliminated? How? Ghost energy +350."

The next moment, it turned white.

The blood-stained dagger suddenly slashed across, aiming at its head and chopping it off fiercely.

The man smiled sincerely on his amiable face. "Don't worry, this is a physical method of eliminating fear. It will only kill the fear and will not hurt your body."

"I don't believe you! Ghost energy +999!"

The ghost under the bed rolled over violently, watching the knife penetrate deeply into the cement floor like cutting tofu, and it couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Just about to get up and run.

Suddenly, a drum sounded, and it saw a strange green light bursting out from the young man's pupils. Like the monster in the legend, he was breathing heavily and approaching fiercely.

There was a sharp pain in my chest.

What happened next was completely unknown to the ghost under the bed.

"Ding, kill..."

Jiang Chen took out the man's heart, shook his head, and sighed, "Alas, I failed. I only wanted to relieve his fear, but I accidentally killed him. Another medical accident."

"Could it be that my understanding is wrong? Doesn't human fear originate from the heart? Taking out the heart should be the best way to heal fear, so why did he still die..."

"It seems that I am not a competent doctor."

He had studied some psychology books carefully and felt that he was qualified to provide psychological counseling to some patients, so he sometimes called himself a doctor.

But he is also very self-aware.

This word is often preceded by the prefix "very amateur".

This can reduce the patient's psychological pressure. After all, if the patient is not cured by a doctor with a cure rate of 0, the patient does not need to feel too guilty about it.

This is also what Jiang Chen is most proud of.

He knows how to consider others, and people who get along with him often feel relaxed and at ease, without any psychological pressure.

"Brother Jiang, don't be sad. Think about it carefully. After it's completely dead, it should never feel fear again, right?"

Su Ling was comforting him at this moment.

Upon hearing this.

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, then slapped his thigh: "That's right!"

"Little Su Ling, you are getting smarter and smarter."

Su Ling wiped the sweat from her forehead and said obediently, "It's all thanks to Brother Jiang's good teaching!"

Jiang Chen looked at her and wanted to praise her.

At this moment, there was a quarrel coming from somewhere, and the sound of things being thrown.

His eyes moved.

Suddenly he ran to the window, stuck his head out and listened carefully to see where the sound came from.

Su Ling seemed to have thought of something.

"They were the residents of 401 upstairs, a couple. They argued frequently, sometimes even physically fighting. Many outsiders couldn't stand it anymore and would run over to mediate."

"But in the end, those who tried to stop the fight either went crazy or mysteriously disappeared."

"upstairs?"

When Jiang Chen heard this, he leaned half of his body out of the window and turned his head to look up at the door, looking eager to make a move, as if he wanted to climb up immediately and stop the fight.

Su Ling was frightened to death when she saw this.

He hurried over and hugged Jiang Chen's legs tightly.

"Brother Jiang, don't come on, I'll be dead if you leave me here alone!"

It's not that she's too timid.

Based on Su Ling's understanding of Jiang Chen, it is really possible for him to do something that goes against common sense.

"never mind."

Jiang Chen then gave up and jumped down from the windowsill.

㹏There were two ghosts at once, and they were a couple who were in the middle of an argument. This made him feel that there was a lot of room for maneuver, and that's why he was so excited for a moment.

Calm down and think carefully.

None of the ghosts in this building can escape tonight, so there is no need to rush.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but think of Shi Tiesheng's words.

——Death is not something that needs to be rushed; it is a festival that is bound to come.

Maybe for the residents of this building.

Tonight is also a festival.