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Chapter 155 Sleep fear

Everyone cannot be useless and has his or her own shining points.

Master said that I was born to eat food from the underworld.

Just tonight, my moral conduct has increased by one point again.

Reached the middle stage of Lingquan Realm.

The most obvious feeling is that the energy swirling in the Dantian seems to have broken out of a layer of confinement and become thicker.

And this only took me just over a month.

My face is filled with joy:

"We are in the middle stage of Spiritual Spring, and we are one step closer to the Soul Palace realm."

I muttered to myself.

I really look forward to seeing Qing Dai’s face one day soon, and also looking forward to becoming stronger.

Thinking of this, I looked at my Gui Shou Qian bracelet.

The color tends to be grayish brown, and this color is expected to have thirty to forty days of lamp oil reserves.

Not enough, obviously not enough.

Now that Taoism has improved a bit, we need to find some more dirty things and add more lamp oil.

But in the past week or so, except for two or three suspicious rich people who came to see Master to exorcise evil spirits, they were extorted a fortune.

There are no real troublemakers coming to ask for help.

Therefore, I have no place to find Guishou lamp oil.

I thought to myself and lay back on the bed.

I'm thinking about whether I should take the initiative and not just wait in the shop every day, waiting for dirty things to come to my door.

With this idea in mind, I plan to explain it to Master when I go to work tomorrow.

Just when I thought of this person, I heard two beeps.

The WeChat message alert sounds.

It's almost ten o'clock in the evening, and I thought it might be Old Mona who was sending me a message.

After all, my circle of friends is only that big.

However, when I picked up the phone, I was surprised to find that it was not the case.

The person who sent the message was Zhang Chuyue.

I remember it had been more than a week since I last added her.

I took a look at the news.

The same emoticon I sent last time, I received a "handshake" emoticon in return.

When I saw this news, I couldn't help but smile.

How delayed she is.

It took a week for him to reply to me a message.

But he still replied politely:

"It's so late and you're still not sleeping?"

Zhang Chuyue quickly sent me a message back:

"Can't sleep. I was undergoing treatment some time ago and I didn't reply to your message!"

I was stunned for a moment and accepted treatment. What's going on?

So I sent a message and asked Zhang Chuyue what was going on.

Only after asking this question did I know.

Zhang Chuyue seems to have suffered from a rare mental illness in the past half month.

She said that every time she fell asleep, she would feel a tightness in her chest and difficulty breathing.

It was like a horse trampling across her chest, or a snake strangling her neck.

Whenever she felt like she was suffocating, she would wake up.

At first, she thought she was just having a nightmare.

But it was the same every day for the next few days.

Occasionally, I could hear the sound of a horse neighing, and I could clearly feel something crawling around my neck.

It has even developed to the point that whenever you fall asleep, you will have such an illusion.

She went to the doctor and found nothing wrong with her physical examination.

Very good in every aspect.

Finally, a psychiatrist diagnosed her with a mental illness called "sleep phobia."

He also asked her if she was under a lot of stress at work recently, or if she was scared by horses and snakes when she was a child.

Zhang Chuyue said none.

I am not afraid of snakes, and I have never ridden a horse.

At work, I am also very relaxed and happy.

Because the cause could not be found, she had been receiving treatment for the past few days.

Cooperate with various inspections.

But it had no effect. Now the situation is getting more and more serious. She said she didn't dare to sleep at all...

Maybe Zhang Chuyue really wanted to find someone to talk to.

And I happened to have time to listen.

So we talked more and more deeply.

But gradually, I saw clues from the words Zhang Chuyue sent.

Mental illness?

Horse neighing, stampede?

Snake, strangulation?

Does it appear when you fall asleep?

Because I am currently engaged in a mundane business, I have seen many strange things and heard many strange phenomena from Master.

I was thinking, in Zhang Chuyue’s situation, did he encounter something dirty?

In other words, is he possessed by evil spirits?

Isn’t it a so-called mental illness or something?

Thinking of this, I replied:

"Chu Yue, have you ever doubted whether you got into trouble with something dirty?"

Zhang Chuyue replied with a string of ellipses.

After a while he asked:

"Are there really dirty things in this world?"

Apparently, she didn't believe it.

Moreover, she probably never thought about it at all.

When I saw this, I asked her if it was a good time to talk on the phone. I opened the video and talked to her.

She said yes.

So I sorted myself out and sent the video to Zhang Chuyue.

After the video was connected, I found that Zhang Chuyue on the opposite side seemed to be a different person.

Last week, although she had a little dark circles under her eyes, she didn't look very good while breathing heavily.

But he doesn't look tired or sluggish.

But now it looks like Zhang Chuyue is a different person.

His complexion was yellow, his lips were white, and he had very heavy dark circles under his eyes.

His eyes were bloodshot and he looked extremely haggard.

But he still tried his best to smile at me in front of the camera:

"Hello Qin Ze!"

I looked at her haggard look, smiled and nodded.

But he also went straight to the point:

"Chu Yue, where do you live now?

If so, I can come over tomorrow and have a look.

Not those things are the best.

If so, maybe I can help you..."


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