Chapter Twenty-Four: A Sweet Dream
Qian Wancang clicked on "Zhuang Sheng's Dream Building Technique" and planned to read it again.
Due to the relative silence of the night, Qian Wancang's mind was relatively clear, and it only took him less than an hour to read through "Zhuang Sheng's Dream Building Technique".
There are no too complex sentences in "Zhuang Sheng's Dream Building", and there are no too obscure words.
Because Qian Wancang has been translated into the vernacular...... So it's simple to read through it.
Moreover, some of the things in it look evil, like reading immortal cultivation novels, which is very interesting.
Although Qian Wancang didn't believe in these evil things, he couldn't help but ponder it.
pondering and pondering, sleepiness comes,
Qian Wancang unconsciously entered the dream and continued to ponder in the dream.
Dreams are free, they are imaginative,
In dreams, there is no restraint of common sense, and there is no worldly imprisonment,
Qian Wancang in the dream realm, put aside his doubts about "Zhuang Sheng's Dream Building Technique", seriously understood the meaning of the book, and quickly understood the essence of it, and instantly mastered the three dream building techniques of charming, eye covering, and soul control......
After mastering the three dream-building techniques, Qian Wancang's dream began to become beautiful.
With three dream-building techniques, he became a god-like man, achieved great success in the world, enjoyed all the glory and wealth, and also took a daughter-in-law who looked like a fairy.
But just as he and his daughter-in-law were about to enter the cave room, a mobile phone ringtone suddenly broke into a dream.
Qian Wancang instantly realized that he was dreaming, and the daughter-in-law in front of him was fake!
Despite realizing this, Qian Wancang still hopes to continue the dream, at least for another ten minutes.
It only takes ten minutes......
He deliberately ignores the ringing of his cell phone and uses his brain's imagination to keep the story in his dreams going.
Qian Wancang picked up his daughter-in-law and ran desperately towards the wedding room.
But the tragedy is that the marriage room is close in front of him, but far away in the sky, he ran for several minutes, but he never reached the marriage room.
In a fit of anger, Qian Wancang opened his eyes, and the daughter-in-law in his dream disappeared in an instant.
"Who? I don't let people sleep! ”
Qian Wancang complained, then picked up his phone and pressed the answer button.
"Little money, I'm sorry to bother you."
A woman's voice came over the phone.
"You are?"
Qian Wancang sounded a little familiar, but because his mind was full of daughters-in-law in his dreams, he couldn't remember who the woman on the phone was for a while.
"I'm Mengmeng's mother, is it convenient for you to come to the clinic now?"
Hearing the voice on the phone, Qian Wancang was stunned suddenly, and hurriedly took the mobile phone from his ear to his eyes, only to see that the time on the mobile phone was displayed as 9:18.
He suddenly remembered that he made an appointment with Mengmeng's mother yesterday at 9:00 this morning to continue to treat Mengmeng's mental illness.
Unexpectedly, he overslept!
"It's all because the daughter-in-law in the dream is so beautiful that people are reluctant to wake up."
Qian Wancang complained in his heart, and then jumped off the bed with a thud.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, I had something to do just now, you wait for a while, I'll go over right away."
Qian Wancang was on the phone while wearing his shoes.
Fortunately, I slept in a hurry yesterday and didn't take off my clothes, and now I just need to put on my shoes and go out.
"Don't worry, Mengmeng and I just came over, you just take your time."
The voice on the phone was very gentle, and it didn't sound like a rush at all.
"Uh-huh."
Qian Wancang hung up the phone, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, quickly tied his shoelaces with his free hands, and ran out of the bedroom with a puff of smoke.
A few seconds later, he rushed into the bedroom again, picked up the sunglasses on the bedside, and ran out again.
Running wildly all the way, Qian Wancang soon came to Wancang Psychological Clinic.
Mengmeng's mother and daughter noticed Qian Wancang, hurriedly got out of the private car, and waved to Qian Wancang from a distance.
"Brother Xiaoqian, what were you doing just now?"
Meng Meng asked loudly, and then walked quickly to Qian Wancang.
"I ...... There's something going on at home. ”
Qian Wancang replied while opening the door.
He certainly couldn't say that he was dreaming of marrying a daughter-in-law just now.
Or it's too embarrassing......
"Hey, you're so handsome in sunglasses."
Mengmeng walked to Qian Wancang's side, looked at the sunglasses on his face, and posed as a nymphomaniac.
Qian Wancang stretched out his hand and pulled the sunglasses down, glanced directly at Mengmeng's eyes with his eyes, and after confirming that Mengmeng was really praising him for being handsome, he pushed the sunglasses up again, and then smiled: "It's average!" ”
"Hee-hee, Brother Xiaoqian is so modest~"
Meng Meng replied with a smile.
After listening to the praise of others, Qian Wancang was very happy.
In order to correctly use the word "handsome", he posed when he opened the door, kept his body still, and only threw the door open with his wrist.
Because the strength of the wrist was difficult to control, some more force was used, and the speed of the wooden door opened very fast, and the wind blowing up the cute hair was all ruffled.
Immediately afterwards, the wooden door hit the wall with a "bang" sound.
"Hahahaha......"
After hitting the wall, the wooden door vibrated on its own, letting out a series of eerie laughs.
And this laughter is sharper than ever, ethereal, like the voice of a female ghost......
In the laughter, Meng Meng's face changed instantly.
When she opened the door just now, a yin wind blew out of the clinic, blowing her hair.
At this moment, there was another terrible laugh from inside.
Could it be that those scenes from horror movies are about to be staged?
Thinking of this, Meng Meng cried out, hurriedly hid behind her mother, and asked loudly, "Is there a ghost?" ”
Mengmeng's mother was also startled at first, but fortunately, she was experienced and soon realized that the sound was coming from the vibration of the wooden door.
She touched Mengmeng's head, smiled and comforted: "How can there be a ghost, this is the sound of the wooden door, haha." ”
"Yes, don't be afraid, it's the sound of the wooden door vibrating."
Qian Wancang smiled awkwardly, and then kicked the wooden door, intending to demonstrate it to Mengmeng.
The wooden door was struck, and the door trembled, and sure enough, it laughed again.
After confirming the source of the laughter, Meng Meng came back from her fright, and also came to the wooden door and gave it a kick.
"Break the wooden door, scare me."
In the laughter of the wooden door, Meng Meng scolded the wooden door, and then sat down on a chair by herself.
Qian Wancang came to the water dispenser and poured water for Mengmeng's mother and daughter, while thinking in his heart how to help Mengmeng deal with family conflicts.
He thought about a showdown with Mengmeng's parents directly, telling them that Mengmeng's illness was faked, and the purpose of pretending to be sick was to prevent them from quarreling and divorce, hoping that they would endure it in the face of their children.
But Qian Wancang pondered carefully and felt that this method would cure the symptoms but not the root cause.
Maybe this method can make Meng Meng's parents endure for a while, but in the long run, the misunderstanding between Meng Meng's parents is good, and the contradiction may accumulate deeper and deeper.
If one day you can't help it, there is a high probability that a more intense conflict will erupt, leading to more serious consequences......