"yes!"
The shadow guardian spread out a tablecloth on the side of the road. In order to match the mood of the Demon Lord, he also picked a wild flower and placed it next to the doctor's hair.
The Demon Lord took advantage of this gap to touch his stomach comfortably and build up his mood before the big meal.
"Meow~! Ah! Hey, what's in my stomach?"
Ming Huan felt something strange in his stomach. It was a bit hard and seemed to be emitting bursts of spiritual power.
The little black cat narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth slightly, and vomited out a golden teardrop-shaped crystal from his stomach.
The crystal fell right on the doctor's bare heart, emitting a faint golden light.
"This is the Golden Spirit Stone!" The Shadow Guardian exclaimed in a low voice!
Ming Huan was also stunned.
He remembered that he and Simon were in the snake spirit's soul land, and it seemed that something hit him.
I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but I never thought that a golden spirit stone would be brought out from the snake demon's soul land!
"I've heard that some monsters' souls do have this kind of spirit stone. It's very rare, just like a pearl. When sand gets into a clam's shell, the clam secretes a substance to encapsulate the sand, turning it into a pearl. Similarly, when a foreign object gets into the soul's land, the soul feels pain, so it secretes soul fluid to encapsulate the foreign object, forming a golden spirit stone."
The Golden Spirit Stone is a good thing, and you may not find one among a thousand monsters.
The conditions for forming the Golden Spirit Stone are too harsh. First, there must be a foreign object that can enter the soul land.
Just imagine, which demon in cultivation would not regard his soul as a treasure? How could foreign objects easily enter?
Secondly, when foreign objects enter the land of souls, the pain is so severe that few monsters can endure it. Most of them are directly tortured to the point of going crazy and committing suicide.
Finally, even if such a thing exists, the monster needs to hand it over willingly. Taking it by force will not work at all - the body can be destroyed, but if the soul wants to hide something, even the Demon Lord will find it difficult to find it.
Ming Huan moved closer to the golden spirit stone, sniffed it hard, then lay on it and listened.
The foreign object wrapped in this golden spirit stone turned out to be a wisp of Xu Xian's soul.
This must be the soul of Xu Xian that was frightened away when Qingqing transformed into its original form and was about to devour him.
So many years have passed, and without even knowing it, the snake spirit Qingqing has polished this strange soul into a rare golden spirit stone in the demon world.
What’s even more rare is that this thing actually fell into my arms!
Ming Huan looked up at the unconscious psychologist under his claws.
It must be this doctor who gave psychological treatment to the snake spirit's body in the land of her soul, so he was able to obtain such a golden spirit stone.
Ming Huan took the golden spirit stone and practiced his skills. Green light threads wrapped around the golden spirit stone, and strands of spiritual energy emanated from the golden spirit stone and were absorbed into Ming Huan's body.
Finally, the Golden Spirit Stone lost all its luster, shattered into powder in Ming Huan's claws, and was blown away by the wind.
Ming Huan, on the other hand, absorbed the spiritual energy from this golden spirit stone, and his cultivation level actually recovered a little bit!
"Meow!!" Ming Huan was greatly encouraged!
I thought that this damn earth, an earth without any spiritual energy, was completely hopeless!
I thought I would be a kitten for many years!
It turns out... there is a way to restore spiritual power!
Ming Huan's hair stood on end with excitement. Great! This was so great! It turns out that by following Simon, I could even pick up fallen Golden Spirit Stones!
Ming Huan jumped up, sat on Simon's face, flicked his tail, and solemnly announced: "From now on, I will keep this person as a pet!"
"Fat it up and eat it?" asked the shadow protector.
Ming Huan snorted and slapped out with a claw, sending the clueless shadow guardian flying three feet away.
After absorbing the Golden Spirit Stone, the Demon Lord is no longer a little kitten. His magic power has also recovered a little bit. Even if it is only a little bit, it is enough to beat people!
Ming Huan looked at his paw with satisfaction, licked it, then tiptoed to Simon and rubbed his head against him.
The unconscious Simon woke up immediately, and the barrier around him was lifted.
Simon looked around in confusion. What was going on? How could he have fainted while walking? And collapsed so weakly in the middle of the road!
"Meow!" A little black cat raised its face and rubbed its head against Simon's arm.
So Simon quickly scooped up the little black cat and said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I must have used up too much energy just now and fainted from low blood sugar. Did you fall?"
The little black cat nodded contentedly, climbed up Simon's arm to his shoulder, and squatted on his shoulder as quiet as a cat.
"I'm so hungry, let's go eat something. Do you want to eat too?" Simon stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, and walked towards a small restaurant not far away.
The little black cat on his shoulder was silent at this moment, silently thinking about its cat life.
I never thought a single golden spirit stone could contain so much spiritual energy. If I only had a hundred more, I'd be able to completely restore my mana! So, it seems I shouldn't rush back to the Demon Palace.
Simon ordered a bowl of wontons at a roadside snack stall. The hot bowl was placed on a greasy and old table, which was particularly delicious.
Simon took two bites and found his black cat squatting on the table, staring at him intently. So, he scooped up a thin-skinned and filling one and handed it to the kitten, asking, "Do you want some?"
Ming Huan swallowed his saliva.
He had been hungry for a while, and now he saw the wontons in the white porcelain spoon. The wonton wrapper was very thin and translucent, showing the meat inside with a hint of pink. The aroma went through his nose and into his brain, blurring the Demon Lord's mind.
So he opened his mouth and swallowed it with a "gulp".
This mouthful of flavors is indescribable, and can only be described in four words: the most beautiful thing on earth!!
The little black cat closed its eyes contentedly and smacked its lips, as if slowly savoring the delicacy served to it by its human pet.
"So you like eating wontons!" Simon seemed to have discovered a new world, so he fed the remaining half bowl of wontons to the cat.
The cat actually had a big appetite and didn't feel full.
Finally, one man, one cat, six shadows, returned to Simon's nest together.
Since he had decided to keep a cat, Simon thought he should give it a name.
He looked at the cat for a while and thought for a long time: "Pavlov has dogs, Skinner has mice, Simon has cats. I will name you Xiao Hei!"
The Demon Lord doesn't care about this at all. It's just a human pet. If he is happy, then I will spoil him!
That night, in order to take care of the emotions of his new pet, the Demon Lord was kind enough to sleep with Simon.
In the middle of the night, Simon turned over and seemed to touch someone in a daze, but he didn't pay attention to it, thinking it was probably a dream.
The Demon Lord was almost scared to pee. It turned out that when he was sleeping, he could not control his form, and became half human and half cat. It was too scary. It would not be good if it scared Simon, so he had to let the new pet make a cat bed for him as soon as possible!
The Demon Lord snapped his fingers, and a simple dream spell took effect immediately.
When Simon woke up the next morning, the first thing he did was to rush into the clinic, turn on the computer, and record his dream.
As a psychologist, it is important to persist in self-analysis.
Self-analysis begins with analyzing every dream.
The dream I had last night was very clear and felt very special. It must have important meaning, so I will record it and carefully analyze the special meaning of this dream!
Simon turned on the computer and typed into his dream:
I dreamed that my cat spoke and said that it was the supreme being of the demon world and wanted to take me in as a pet and asked me to make a luxurious nest for it.
Dream interpretation can be said to be the basic skill and fundamental skills of a psychologist.
Freud once said, "If you don't understand dreams, you can't understand neurosis."
So, according to the consistent principles of dream interpretation, Simon began to make free associations for every element in the dream.
Let’s start with “Little Black Cat”.
Simon typed out two thousand words of free association about "Little Black Cat" on the computer.
Then follows “The Supreme Being of the Demonic Realm,” another three thousand words of free association.
Of course, "pets" cannot be ignored, and "cat's nest" also has a specific meaning.
As for the fact that the little black cat was clearly his pet, why was there a reversal in the dream and he became the little black cat's pet?
Simon touched his chin and began to think about the psychological meaning of this reverse.
However, at this moment, his computer suddenly flashed twice, and the screen changed from the word interface to a simple, clean, suffocating blue screen.
"No!!" Even a psychologist cannot remain calm when faced with a computer blue screen crash and possible file loss.
The computer sat there quietly, without saying a word.
A line of lovely English words silently declared that last night's dreams were all fleeting.
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“An unknown error urred. please restart yourputer and try again
*** stop:0×0000008E (0×0000005, 0×805F91E2, 0×B3EE79A8, 0×00000000)”
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Restart, still blue screen; restart again, still blue screen.
Finally, Simon sighed helplessly and dialed the number of the computer city.
"Hello, is this a repairman? My computer is broken, and the error code is... Yes, can the data still be saved? What? It's dangerous... Is it infected?"
Simon hung up the phone and looked at his broken computer in silence.
It's time to change my computer, but before that, I should give an account of the dream I had last night, which was very special, clear in my memory, and very mysterious and worth studying.
So Simon stood up, and after the computer technician took the computer away, he silently closed the door of the psychological clinic, walked to the pet shop across the street, and bought the most luxurious, comfortable and expensive cat bed.
"Perhaps this isn't Freud's dream at all!" Simon, devastated by the loss of his dream interpretation documents, consoled himself. "This is a Jungian dream, a premonition. Consider it a way to ward off disaster!"
Simon was carrying the cat bed home, but when he reached the door, he found a new patient at the clinic door.
The author has something to say: Thank you Zhou Zekai for throwing a mine. Time: 2017-02-11 09:03:57
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