Chapter 797
The people in front of the monitoring looked complicated.
This time, the contestants are all newcomers, and they have no experience in dealing with psychotic ghosts.
So some ghost catchers are trying to persuade, some are chanting sutras, and some are bargaining to reduce the difficulty of wishes and try to satisfy their wishes.
Cui Wenyan's painting style is completely different.
This is also related to Master's different education methods, right?
Everyone turned their heads to look at Tian Miao, who was drinking tea leisurely with a calm face, and remembered what Cui Wenyan said before to enjoy the greatest enjoyment as conditions permit, and everyone fell silent.
The Great Elder smiled and said: "Miss Tianmiao, Lingtu is really extraordinary."
"Reason with mental patients...they will lower people's IQ." Tian Miao said faintly.
The smile on the Great Elder's face froze, and the others also looked at the screen displayed on the monitor with complicated expressions. In the screen, some ghost catchers are still trying to reason with the ghosts, saying that their wishes cannot be fulfilled, and they should change to other ones.
"I made you laugh." The Great Elder also came to an epiphany at this time, and reasoning with this kind of ghost, isn't that a fool's behavior? Except for those normal people who came into the hospital after being framed, other patients have mental problems and cannot communicate!
Cui Wenyan continued to walk forward, and after passing through the corridor, he saw Yan Qing reasoning with a ghost.
"I am a sea, you have to use a basin to catch me and take me away." A ghost in front of Yan Qing said very seriously, "Hurry up and become a basin, or I will bite you to death."
"I'm not a basin, and I can't change a basin. You know that you are dead, so you should know that you are not the sea, you are a ghost now. You should go to the blissful rebirth." Yan Qing said patiently.
"Yes, I'm dead, but it doesn't hinder my grand ideal of becoming a sea." The ghost said seriously.
"Yan Qing, I suspect that these patients basically returned to normal after they died. But they are unwilling to accept this fact, or they are not used to returning to normal. So they are still pretending to be crazy." Cui Wenyan appeared and said aloud.
"Is that so?" Yan Qing was stunned.
"Mental illness is a problem with the human spirit, a problem with a certain part of the body, since it is out of the body, it should not be stupid, and it should be clear." Cui Wenyan analyzed.
Yan Qing frowned, as if, is this really the case?
"Besides, if you reason with a fool, he will only bring your IQ to his level, and then defeat you with rich experience." Cui Wenyan said helplessly.
When Cui Wenyan was analyzing, the ghost in front of Yanqing glanced at Yanqing out of the corner of his eye, and turned around guiltily and wanted to run away.
Yan Qing was furious, took out a wooden stick and knocked the ghost in front of him unconscious. Then put the ghost away, cursing in a low voice: "It's this bastard who has been playing tricks on me for a long time. I really thought their nerves were not normal."
"What kind of weapon is this?" Cui Wenyan looked curiously at the wooden stick in Yan Qing's hand. This wooden stick was only as thick as a baby's arm, and his whole body was swarthy. He didn't know where Yan Qing was hiding just now.
"It's my natal weapon." Yan Qing held the wooden stick with a complicated expression, "Because when I forged the weapon, I thought about the wooden stick, and this was the result. It was an accident. What I wanted at the time was Handsome ones, such as knives, swords, and boomerangs, or even hooks."