Running with weights for a few days and sweating a little every day made Wu Jun feel relaxed, which may be the difference between cultivation and exercise.

In fact, exercise is also a kind of cultivation, although it is relatively primitive, but it is still good as an aid.

It seems that in the future, I still can't eat and sleep, and I have to insist on exercising in moderation every day.

Of course, it is also necessary to go to work once in a while.

Although he doesn't make money by fortune-telling now, many people come to his door every weekend to have a look. There were a few people who hadn't come to him for more than a month to tell their fortunes, and they came to see him with fruit two days ago.

Although he knew his rules and didn't say that he wanted to ask him to tell his fortune, the intention was already obvious, just to ask if he would go to work on weekends.

These are all regular customers, and they are even more destined, and he can't disappoint people too much.

So early in the morning, he asked Fang Heng to open the door and put it for business, and in an instant, a group of very familiar faces walked in.

"Hello Master!"

It was still a woman at the front, and Wu Jun was very impressed with her, because every time she wanted to run faster, she would take off her high heels and carry them on her hands.

"Okay, you can go back. For such old customers, Wu Jun will not beat around the bush with them, and said directly, "It's not a big deal, just don't stay up late playing mahjong." ”

"Thank you, Master," the woman smiled, but she still didn't give up her position, "Master, I actually want to inquire about something today. ”

Wu Jun's heart moved, did she want to introduce someone to treat the disease?

The first time he asked people to help spread the word that he could heal, the first one was to tell her.

"What's the matter?"

"Last time, you said that you could cure incurable diseases, but I don't know if mental illness counts?"

"Mental illness?"

"Well, my relative's son," said the woman, "is now in his early thirties, and has not yet found a girlfriend, because he is mentally ill." ”

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know what to say," said the woman, after a moment's thought, "that is, if he likes something, he will do everything possible to get his hands on it, otherwise he will not be able to eat, he will not be able to sleep, and he will die on the street, and several girlfriends will be yellow because of this." ”

Wu Jun frowned, this is indeed a mental illness.

But the human heart is the most elusive, and he thinks it's better to see a professional psychiatrist.

"Master, do you think there is any way to help him correct this problem? In fact, he himself knows that this is wrong, but he just can't control himself. ”

Wu Jun shook his head and said, "No way, it is recommended to find a better psychiatrist." ”

"So?"

The woman's face showed a little disappointment, and it could be seen that she was still quite interested in this relative.

Wu Jun suddenly remembered some comments on the Internet, generally saying "my friend", "my relative" or "my classmate", but they are actually talking about themselves.

Could it be that the older young man she was talking about was actually her son?

So he flipped through the images of her past.

For this kind of customer, unless he takes the initiative to ask, he generally does not take the initiative to look at others. I've seen too much, and I've long lost the novelty I had at the beginning.

After watching some of the footage, he realized that he had guessed correctly.

This eldest sister named Li Xiaofen is really talking about her son. Since she is an old customer, let's try it for her, anyway, there is no need to administer medicine to treat this disease.

It's a big deal to be like Sun Lang, send it to the construction site and give Song Qiang a free labor force for a few days.

So he added, "But I can try, but I can't guarantee that it will work." ”

"Really?" Li Xiaofen was overjoyed, "Thank you, master, I'll call him here." ”

......

Soon Wu Jun met Li Xiaofen's son Xiong Meng.

From the physical point of view, the person is as his name suggests, with a tall body, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a height of more than 1.8 meters, and an estimated weight of no less than 200 catties.

Sitting in front of Wu Jun in a sportswear feels like a bear, worthy of having a mother who can run first every time.

"You just obediently listen to the master here, and I'll pick you up in the afternoon. ”

Li Xiaofen explained, and then walked back a few times.

Wu Jun couldn't help but shake his head.

are all thirty years old, and they are still obediently, spoiling children who grow up like this, and their personalities are not flawed, which is strange.

However, despite his exaggerated size, Xiong Meng's personality is a bit introverted, sitting there like a child, giving people a feeling of helplessness.

used the Heavenly Eye on him, and then turned his past a little, and found that this guy is usually really good at everything, with a gentle temper, hard work, and a good way to behave in the world.

There is one thing, the things he likes have to be in the palm of his hand to be comfortable.

Fortunately, although he likes all kinds of things and weird, they are not too excessive, such as electric guitars for tens of thousands of yuan, drones for aerial photography, or limited edition sneakers.

But when he got it, he quickly lost interest, tossed it aside as an ornament, and continued to wait for the next target.

Li Xiaofen also took him to see a psychiatrist, but it was useless, spending tens of thousands of dollars each time, at most for a month or two.

So I couldn't help it, so I tried to ask him for help.

It's just that his situation is different from the previous Sun Lang, so it is estimated that it is useless to send it to the construction site.

So it was better to understand the situation first, so he asked, "I just want to know, what kind of feeling is in your heart when you want something so much?"

Xiong Meng thought for a while and said, "I'm in a hurry, and I only have one thought in my heart, that is, I must get it." If I don't get it, I feel like I'm going to die right away. ”

This may seem a bit serious, and it may be accompanied by a slight split personality.

"Is there anything you'd love to get, but didn't work out in the end?"

Xiong shook his head fiercely: "Not yet, the things I want are not too expensive, usually I buy them with my own money." If I can't afford it, I let my mom buy it, and with a little persistence, she'll buy it for me. ”

Wu Jun said in his heart, this is still customary.

I guess it's not that he doesn't like expensive things, but he vaguely knows in his heart that it's really too expensive, and he really won't buy it for him.

Therefore, when he "chooses" something, he will subconsciously choose what is within the scope of tolerance, which he may not be aware of.

Because of this, in the end he succeeded every time, so it is no wonder that his illness can be cured.

In that case, it might be helpful to give him a taste of failure.

But is there anything he has here that interests him?

Wu Jun thought about it, and then went to the backyard to pick two strange fragrant fruits.

The strange aroma fruit is incomparably fragrant, after eating it once, it can definitely make people not think about the tea and dinner, and miss it unforgettable, until now, few people have eaten a whole strange fragrant fruit.

It's not that he is reluctant, he is worried that if everyone is addicted, and his number is so small, wouldn't it be panicking?

In front of Xiong Meng, he gently peeled off the peel, and a strange fragrance suddenly spread.

Xiong Meng was instantly attracted by this fragrance, and his two eyes couldn't wait to fall on the tender flesh, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

It's not that he's greedy, it's really because it's really fragrant, and this fragrance is like having spirituality, constantly drilling into his nose, saliva keeps coming out, and he can't control it even if he wants to.

"Is it fragrant?" Wu Jun asked.

The bear nodded violently.

Wu Jun smiled and put a whole piece of flesh into his mouth, only to hear the sound of popping, as if biting a crystal blister.

Xiong Meng swallowed again, pinning his face to the side a little embarrassed.

After all, he is a thirty-year-old man, and watching others eat and drool is a shame to say it.

But even if he didn't look at it, it was hard to resist the strange fragrance, which made his heart feel like a few fluffy cat paws, constantly scratching and scratching.

Wu Jun finished eating a strange fragrant fruit and wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

Then he picked up the remaining one and asked, "Would you like to eat it?"

Xiong Meng couldn't help but be stunned, and he couldn't guess in his heart.

Of course, he knew what his mother had asked him to do, just to quit his problem.

He knew himself very well, and after that kind of illness, he was afraid of himself.

The psychiatrist in the provincial capital has seen several, and the result is still like that, is a fortune teller more powerful than a psychiatrist?

But this fruit is so fragrant, and it doesn't look like it's poisonous, so why don't you eat one?

So he tried to nod his head.

Wu Jun smiled and picked up the strange fragrant fruit: "I won't give it to you." ”

Xiong Meng: ......

Is this man sick?

I asked him if he wanted to eat it, but he said he wouldn't give it in a blink of an eye?

Are you kidding a three-year-old?

Lao Tzu is Chinese New Year's Eve this year!

Seeing Wu Jun eat another strange and fruity fruit in front of him again, Xiong Meng felt irritable and felt greatly insulted.

Where is there such a trick, gone!

So he got up angrily and walked outside without looking back.

"If you want to eat, I have a lot of them. Wu Jun said loudly.

The bear was stunned for a moment, but quickly turned his heart on and continued to walk forward.

A manly man, can he still beg for a fruit?

What are you kidding? If you don't eat it, you'll die?

Looking at his back as he resolutely left, Wu Jun used the Heavenly Machine Eye on him, and then showed a hint of a smile.

He'll be back.