God level hypnotist

"Oh? What can I do?" Before Meng Heng finished speaking, Mr. Gao, the head of the household department who had been paying attention to the conversation between the two, rushed over and asked.

Meng Heng glanced at him lightly.This person also had an intersection with him, and he once came to see a doctor for his only son.

He took a leisurely sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said in an unhurried manner: "If you want to make it quickly, you need to send more people and invest in financial resources. It is carefully ground before it can be made into capsules. Therefore..."

Speaking of this, Meng Heng stopped talking and gave them a meaningful look.

"How much financial resources are needed, just say what Doctor Meng said." Another person came over, but it was Mr. Qian, a member of the household department.

Meng Heng smiled lightly: "Not much. The price of this capsule is clearly marked, ten taels of silver per capsule. If you just want to calm your nerves and help you sleep, take hot water three times a day, three capsules each time, and take a course of treatment for seven days , it will have obvious effect; if you want to stabilize your mind, eliminate fatigue and worry, take five capsules each time, three times a day, for one month, and you will have remarkable results; if you want to maintain vitality and strengthen your body, it is best to take it for a long time good."

The young man spoke these words in an unhurried and slow manner, enough for each of them to understand.

The eyes of those few people lit up, and they all said that they would ask someone to go back to the house to pick up the bank notes, and order one or two hundred pills first.

Chen Ping also stared blankly at the side. After those people made an agreement with Meng Heng, they left contentedly, and then asked: "Meng Xiaodi, does that capsule really have such a miraculous effect? ​​Give me a few too." Ten grains, I’ve been running up and down the yamen all day long, and if I’m not exhausted to death, I’m going to make trouble.”

"Okay, let's pay the money and deliver the goods." Meng Heng replied neatly, and looked at the young man with a smile after speaking.

The young man was at a loss for words for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, he saw another person approaching.

This person had a rather unkind expression on his face, he stood in front of Meng Heng holding a glass of wine but didn't even say a word, just looked the boy up and down with his two eyes.

Meng Heng frowned and remained silent, just chuckled, and let him look at it, while leisurely picking up a grape on the table and putting it into his mouth, chewing carefully.

"Are you that charlatan?" Seeing that Meng Heng hadn't responded for a long time, the man was a little impatient and couldn't help but say.

Meng Heng glanced at him lightly, without making a sound.

This person's eyeballs are bloodshot, his cheeks are light red, he is already in a state of drunkenness, and it is not worth talking to him at all.

"Hey, you kid is just talking, thinking you're great or something?" The man choked again: "I'm toasting you, don't be shameless, you're just a charlatan!"

Chen Ping couldn't stand it anymore, he stood up and wanted to drive him away, but was stopped by the young man.

He looked over with some puzzlement, but saw a faint smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, his expression was still neither angry nor happy, so he was a little relieved, turned around and sat down, and planned to watch a lively scene with his chin resting .

At this time, other people have noticed the movement here and looked over here.

When the man saw it, he became more energetic, put down his wine glass, put his hands on the table in front of Meng Heng with a "snap", leaned over and looked down at the young man.

But suddenly he looked into the two very deep and black pools, it was so dark and deep that he couldn't see the bottom.

The young man was taken aback, blinked his eyes twice, swallowed, and continued: "I'm so annoyed by you charlatan warlocks! Get out of here while I have a good temper!"

This person's mouth was full of alcohol when he spoke, and it smelled really bad.

Meng Heng closed his eyes, he also stood up with some support, and looked directly at this person.

Master Li was also disturbed by the movement here at this time, he thought something was wrong, and hurriedly prepared to walk around the crowd to persuade him.

But the young man only said in a calm tone: "It seems that this son is indeed having trouble with his family, and he has accumulated grudges for a long time, but he shouldn't have gone to Mr. Li's birthday banquet to drink away his worries."

The man was startled, and involuntarily took two steps back, then frowned, and looked at Meng Heng with a serious face.

Meng Heng smiled: "Oh, it turns out that you are the bastard of the family, and you are not popular with others. I guess you are the one who is neglected? If this is the case, it is understandable to use alcohol to relieve your worries."

"How do you know?" The man's heart skipped a beat, and he kept silent for a long time, staring into Meng Heng's eyes and asked.

"Not only do I know this, I also know that you are not only disgusted by your mistress, but also by your father because your official career is not going well. The situation is really bleak and sympathetic." Meng Heng continued to speak slowly, and sighed after finishing speaking: "No wonder , no wonder!"

"No wonder what?" The man looked at Meng Heng more and more fiercely, and he frowned and asked.

"No wonder your Excellency hates Meng so much. It must be because seeing a 'warlock of the rivers and lakes' can walk here unimpeded, and thinking about his own situation, he feels more depressed and helpless." Meng Heng's voice was clearer, and at this moment he deliberately lowered his voice, Feeling warm and soothing, people can't help but follow the boy's thoughts after listening to it.

The people around clicked their tongues, and the eyes they looked at that person changed.

——Sigh, I never thought that Mr. Wei's appearance is glamorous, but his family background is so unbearable...

Some people even admired the boy very much.

——It seems that this doctor Meng really deserves his reputation, he really has the skill of shielding armor!It's only a cup of tea, I didn't even see how Dr. Meng did the calculations, but I already saw through Mr. Wei's bottom...

All of a sudden, everyone was whispering to these two people, talking a lot.

The man called Mr. Wei's face became more and more ugly, as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot, his face flushed red, and he yelled angrily, raised his hand and grabbed Meng Heng.

It seemed to mention this thin and thin boy.

Chen Ping, who had been watching the two of them, said badly to himself, and got up to stop that person.However, at that moment, things turned around again.

Chen Ping was stunned, blinked his eyes twice, and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

I saw Mr. Wei's hand suddenly slipping down to his side, and his eyes were no longer full of anger, but were replaced by a kind of peaceful silence.

At the same time, the young man's gentle and sweet voice flowed like flowing water: "Being a bastard is not your fault. Don't blame yourself for it, let alone blame others for it."

Hearing this, Mr. Wei's pupils shrank invisibly, and his lips moved a few times intentionally or unintentionally.

It seems that something is touched in the heart.

Meng Heng raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Okay, you're drunk, you can go down and rest, don't cause trouble again."

After the words fell, I saw that the young man obeyed the young man's words obediently, turned around and left with some staggering steps, and gradually withdrew from everyone's sight.

The eyes of everyone present looking at Meng Heng have been upgraded from admiration to admiration.

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"Little brother Meng, I didn't expect such a thing to happen during the banquet. Fortunately, you are generous. Instead of being annoyed, you gently persuaded me a few words, which resolved the conflict." Mr. Fu Yin looked at the young man who came to say goodbye, Can't help but praise.

He and everyone else could see clearly what the young man had done. Faced with the humiliation of Mr. Wei, he was able to remain unafraid of being flattered and humiliated, advancing and retreating in a controlled manner, which is really admirable.

What's more, the young man was born with a unique knowledge, such people are often arrogant and defiant, but the young man's behavior is impressive.

It seems that it will become a big weapon in the future.

Thinking of this, Mr. Fu Yin looked at Meng Heng with more earnest and kind eyes.

Meng Heng twitched the corners of his lips irresponsibly, exchanged a few words of courtesy with Mr. Fu Yin, and then left.

Seeing this, Chen Ping hurriedly bid farewell to his boss and followed in the boy's footsteps.

When he went out, he saw that Luo Yun had already driven the carriage, so he hurriedly rode his horse forward, stopped the young man from going, and asked through the curtain of the carriage: "Little brother Meng, are you going home now?"

There was a faint "hmm" from inside, and there was no more to say, which made Chen Ping feel like a cat scratching in his heart.

During the dinner, he was the closest to the young man, and he could see the young man's movements clearly. That Mr. Wei came to provoke him, but it was only half a cup of tea, and the young man didn't move at all. Have you figured out the details so clearly?

Also, Mr. Wei's anger was about to explode at that time, why did he suddenly look like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, not chirping?

It was the same when juveniles tried cases, they could always get the scoundrels who couldn't even pry their mouths open with just a few sentences to get a clean job.

This is really unbelievable, he really wants to know the mystery!

Chen Ping didn't hesitate any longer, he turned around and jumped into Meng Heng's carriage, lifted the curtain to get in, and said, "Little brother Meng, you can't leave!"

Meng Heng looked up at him lazily, waiting for his next words.

"Uh..." Looking at the young man's clear and tired eyes, Chen Ping couldn't ask the words that were stuck in his throat. He groaned for a long time before choking out a sentence: "You have to give I can do the math!"

Meng Heng withdrew his gaze boredly, and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

"Hey? Brother Meng, you can't do this. What do you mean by letting other people do it but not your own brother?" Chen Ping sat down next to the young man, and began to talk softly: "I just found out today that you not only know how to judge cases , You really have the skill of the Qimen Dunjia, let me make a divination, count it as a divination!"

Meng Heng was annoyed by him, so he asked impatiently, "It's a hexagram?"

"Yeah!" Chen Ping couldn't help but nodded his head when he saw the door.

The young man curled his lips into a smile, and a trace of cunning flashed across his eyes. He pretended to ponder deeply for a while, and then said: "Brother Chen Ping is twenty-five this year, and he belongs to the dragon?"

"That's right! How do you know?" Chen Ping asked in surprise and joy. After asking, he immediately groaned and slapped his forehead: "Oh, I'm really asking too much. Brother Meng naturally figured it out!"

The young man smiled without saying a word, and after a pause for a long while, he suddenly stopped his smile, and his expression became extremely serious, which made the young man startled, staring nervously at the young man, holding his breath and concentrating.

"Brother Chen Ping, within three days you will surely suffer bloodshed." Meng Heng said sternly, his eyes were extremely serious, and his face was extremely serious.

The young man broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and involuntarily held Meng Heng's shoulder tightly!

"Brother Meng, can, is there a way to crack it?" He asked in a panic.

Under his eager gaze, Meng Heng slowly shook his head, frowned and said: "There is no other way, but if you are sincere and kind, you may be able to escape this calamity."

"I see." The young man stared blankly at Meng Heng for a while, then swallowed his saliva, slipped his hands down weakly, and said sullenly: "Thank you, Brother Meng, for reminding me, then I'll be leaving now."

After finishing speaking, he sighed and said to himself: "If I knew that there would be such a catastrophe in the near future, I shouldn't have come out to participate in the birthday ceremony of Mr. Fu Yin, which added a bit of risk, hey!"

As he spoke, he lifted the curtain and left, but before the curtain fell, he heard a terrifying scream!

Meng Heng raised his eyebrows and looked outside the car.But it was the young man who lost his mind and stepped on the air, and fell to the ground unexpectedly, and was screaming miserably at this moment while clutching his ankle.

He called and murmured in horror: "Blood, the plague of blood and light..."

Meng Heng couldn't help raising his eyebrows and laughing, he got back into the car, and after laughing enough, he asked Luo Yun to drive away in the carriage.