Fairyland, big problem

"Wen Jiu, open the door!"

"Come on."

After getting in touch these days, Wen Jiu has become very familiar with Yang Liufeng, and he would come up to visit from time to time.

Today is the day when we made an appointment to have a hot pot party years ago, and now knocking on the door and coming in is nothing more than wanting to call someone.

"Clean up, let's go down early and talk to the neighbors."

"Wait a minute, while I assemble the table and chairs."

The cabinets, tables and chairs that Wen Jiu ordered a few days ago have arrived and are being installed.

"Hey! You moved the big cabinet, table and chairs to the third floor by yourself? Don't even call me."

"It's useless."

Turning on the light stone, Wen Jiu moved up and down the newly bought furniture, and felt that it was a full round of exercise, not to the point of exhaustion.

"By the way, how many neighbors have you found?"

"Hey, it's just an uncle who lives across from me. The others were busy working a few years ago, so I probably won't see them."

"Can you talk? What do you mean you can't see me?" Wen Jiu responded angrily, "That's called seeing you next year."

"Yes, yes, see you next year."

After assembling tables, chairs and cabinets, Wen Jiu went downstairs with Yang Liufeng.

His room is relatively large, with tables and chairs in the center of the living room, and a hot pot on the induction cooker.

An uncle wearing a fisherman's hat at the table was full of stubble, rubbing his belly with an aggrieved expression.

"What's the matter with you? If you don't come down, I'll eat it first."

"Hahaha, here we come." Yang Liufeng introduced, "This is Uncle Zhao Baojian who lives across from me, and the little brother next to me is..."

"Wen Jiu, I'm an old resident, how could I not know him?"

Zhao Baobao lived in Jianglangcaijin Hospital for a year or two, and he knew Wen Jiu.

The original owner has no information about other neighbors in his memory, except for the landlady who collects the rent on time.

"Happy New Year, Uncle Health Care."

"Happy New Year...Huh?" Zhao Baojian narrowed his eyes, full of doubts, "I don't remember Wen Jiu like this."

Yang Liufeng has already started pouring food into the hot pot, "What should he be like?"

"yes…"

When the words came to his lips, there was some hesitation, and Zhao Baobao didn't continue.

Wen Jiu smiled and said it was okay, and the topic continued.

"My impression is that little brother Wen Jiu is a very homely and introverted fat man. Occasionally, when we meet up and down the stairs, he will just leave with his head down against the wall... Now his body is much better than before, and he looks at the sun."

"Hey, people change. That period happened to be my low period, and I encountered a blow in my life."

"No wonder."

The broth in the pot was bubbling and bubbling upwards, and some easy-to-cook foods were already on the fire, and Yang Liufeng invited the guests to eat together.

"Don't talk about those who have nothing, wait for the new year, all bad luck will pass, everyone has their own good luck!"

"Hahaha, I hope I can become a famous copywriter!"

Uncle Zhao Baojian is a freelance writer. He usually writes some articles and submits them to newspapers and magazines in exchange for income. He enjoys this kind of life very much and hopes to get rich through this road.

Yang Liufeng's wish is very simple, to be admitted to Changle University next year.

"Wen Jiu, what about you?"

"Me? Me... I hope to have a few more big deals in the coming year."

"Hey, having said that, I remember you saying that you were doing fortune-telling?"

"That's called physiotherapy!"

Wen Jiu is more willing to be regarded as a practitioner in the health preservation and physiotherapy industry than a psychologist. After all, a psychologist needs an official qualification certificate, and it is not good to be famous without a certificate.

Of course, it is better to call a psychiatrist than a half-immortal or a magician.

"Oh? The year-end pressure is high, and I'm actually quite uncomfortable. What method does little brother Wen Jiu use to make people relax?"

"Let you see yourself in the dream or the purest ideal image.

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"Oh? So powerful."

Gudong Gudong, Zhao Baojian raised his head and drank half a can of beer, exhaling alcohol.

Yang Liufeng can't drink alcohol because he was preparing for the exam, so he had a rare indulgence today. He only had one round of hot pot, and his face was already flushed.

"I heard from you that it's a bit like hypnosis. People fall into a dream to see their dreams."

"It's kind of similar."

When completing the dream task, the other party will see the image of the dream in a trance, and this moment of trance can also be called a short dream.

"Then I...I want to see myself, ah!"

Zhao Jianjian drank a bit too much, and the yam caught in the hot pot burned his mouth. He quickly poured a sip of beer to cool his mouth, and then picked up the conversation just now and continued.

"My ideal self must be a well-known freelance writer, sitting comfortably in the study and writing."

"Then I..." Yang Liufeng opened a new can, "I should stay in school as a teacher of Changle University."

"Okay, there is no charge today, and I will serve you once for free."

The uncle and the boy in front of him were expressing their opinions, and the atmosphere was intense, Wen Jiu thought it would be good to collect some Dream Points casually.

Because of the free Dream Consultation a few days ago, the player's current Dream Points are still 44.

If he can successfully obtain two more sweet dream points from Yang Liufeng and Zhao Baobao, the points accumulated by Wen Jiu can be exchanged for New Moon Feather.

You must keep at least two of the Feathers of the Crescent Moon with you.

One of them keeps himself safe from the hopeless illusions created by evil things;

The other is used to deal with the more difficult dream tasks, refine and dig deeper into the dream image.

"Ahem." Clearing his throat, Wen Jiu said, "You two, let me serve your dreams now, okay?"

"Hey, it's full of ritual, okay!"

"Come, come." Yang Liufeng also echoed, "Good brothers don't need so much etiquette."

The two dream commissions were completed at the same time, and through the steam rising from the hot pot, a white and translucent dream image appeared behind Zhao Baojian and Yang Liufeng.

Woc…

I don't know how many times, Wen Jiu has always been frightened by the image of Meimeng.

What glutinous rice balls, Magical Girl, Kamen Rider, at first glance, it is indeed surprising, but the two in front of you...

The beautiful images behind them are almost exactly the same.

Beautiful girl!

The lively and beautiful girl twisted her waist, looking shy and wanting to talk to her.

The protagonist of the harem animation often has similar treatment, and all kinds of girls are inexplicably posted upside down.

"you…"

The chopsticks in his hands trembled. Fortunately, Wen Jiu still believed in their life plan just now. In fact, the purest dream is to play with beautiful girls, two old pussies!

It looked too much like a fortune teller to directly point it out, and Wen Jiu picked up a fish ball to suppress his shock.

"Let's talk about Yangliufeng first."

When the name was called, Yang Liufeng came immediately, his mental drunkenness faded, "How do you say?"

"Why did you choose to major in language and literature at Changle University?"

"In order to communicate with other districts and make more friends."

"Isn't it because the proportion of girls in language and literature is very high?"

Yang Liufeng chuckled, "That's only part of the reason..."