God level hypnotist

Meng Heng looked at the few people on the opposite side, smiled regretfully, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, but there is nothing Meng can do in this situation."

Those people looked at each other in disappointment, their faces were ashen, but there was still one person who did not give up and asked: "Your Excellency, there is nothing you can do?"

Meng Heng glanced at him, with no emotion on his face, and said indifferently: "Meng's elder, it's just a matter of people's hearts. For the things you said, you should go to a famous doctor."

After the man heard this, he finally said nothing, heaved a long sigh, and left with the others.

Meng Heng raised his teacup and took a sip.

There are always ancient people who can't tell the difference between a psychotherapist and an ordinary doctor, and he is really impatient to explain.The science popularization work of this dynasty has not been done well, so we can't let him do it for us.

Putting down the teacup, another person sat in front of him. It was a middle-aged man who was nearly forty years old. Seeing Meng Heng looking up at him, the man also squinted at him and asked hesitantly: "Your Excellency, is Meng Heng?" doctor?"

Meng Heng nodded, and was about to answer, when he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help squinting, various speculations flashed in his mind, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, he didn't show it on his face, turned his gaze, and said to the person in front of him seriously: "It's Meng, Your Excellency is here, but what happened to the house?"

The middle-aged man's expression tightened, he put away the contempt he had shown the young man just now, and hurriedly told the family's affairs one by one.

It turned out that this man was the housekeeper of an official family in the capital. He heard the news from the Yichun Tower that every three days, there would be a capable person who is good at Yin-Yang alchemy to sit in the tower. Although he is not very old, His ability is first-class and sublime, so he came here to seek a way out for the thin and bony son of the family who suddenly became distraught and absent-minded for no reason.

After Meng Heng listened carefully, he pondered for a while, then nodded and said: "I have already understood the situation of the eldest son of your mansion, and the rest needs to be inquired face to face. How about this, you give the address of the mansion to me first." Me, I will go to the mansion to treat the eldest son early tomorrow morning."

The man was overjoyed when he heard this, and thanked Meng Heng repeatedly.

Meng Heng shook his fingers and smiled slightly: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me. You must have heard of Meng's rules. You need to pay a deposit of 20 taels before going out to see the doctor."

"Oh, I know, I know." The man hurriedly took out the two ingots of silver that he had prepared earlier from his sleeve and put them in front of Meng Heng, vowing: "My master said that if Doctor Meng can cure your son's illness, don't say it. These 20 taels, even 2000 taels, even [-] taels!"

Meng Heng squinted his eyes and smiled cheerfully: "That's not necessary. Meng's visits are always charged according to the time of day, 100 taels per hour, other than that, they are treated equally."

Of course, if the patient's family members are willing to give some more rewards and gifts, he will not refuse.

Hearing this, the man's face was moved, and he couldn't help showing a little more admiration for the young man.

At such a young age, not only is his craftsmanship superb, but he also has principles. He does not charge randomly, which is really a master.

Thinking this way in my heart, I hurriedly saluted the boy again, and then left excitedly.

Meng Heng put away his smile, glanced casually at a corner of the hall, then slowly put away the two ingots of silver on the table, sat alone for a while, then got up and left.

In order to catch a fish that is about to move, he now needs to put a few baits properly.

There are so many entertainment venues in the capital to drink tea and listen to music, since Meng Heng came out of Yichun Tower, he went all the way to enjoy it, stop and go, enjoying himself, and gave the figure enough time to catch up.

Until the man was so suffocated that he scratched his head and couldn't bear his temper.

Seeing that it was almost time, Meng Heng paused and turned into a dark alley with no one in sight.

It was already the time when the lights came on, the setting sun faded away early, and the dark alley was so dark that it was hard to see clearly, only a neon palace lantern outside the street shone in, illuminating a small area inside the alley.

Meng Heng leaned against the wall with his arms folded, quietly waiting for the follower to come to him step by step.

It seemed that the man took a long time to get used to the dark light, he staggered, and finally stood still, when he saw a blurry figure blocking in front of him.

He stopped breathing, and then he heard the figure chuckle, the clearer the voice, the better it was, but for some reason, it gave him a chill down his spine.

He gritted his teeth, thinking of the orders and rewards offered by the entrusted person, and then thinking of the lavish behavior of the young man he saw along the way, he suddenly pulled out a shiny dagger from his waist, swiped it twice in the air, and then shouted viciously "My son, tell grandpa to follow me all the way. Now that you have entered this dead end, don't blame grandpa for being merciless! Hand over all your money quickly, so that you will not die."

After finishing speaking, the man swiped his dagger in the air a few more times, baring his teeth and claws, as if to demonstrate.

Meng Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Then tell me, who sent you to follow me?"

"...What are you asking so much nonsense for? Your kid's life is now in my hands, grandpa. Hurry up and hand over all your money!" the man shouted.

Meng Heng curled his lips into a smile: "Pay it, of course I have to, after all, I cherish my life." After speaking, he paused for a while, and said softly: "Come closer, and I will give you all the money."

The man frowned and took a step closer.

At the same time, Meng Heng stepped back a little bit quietly.

"There are 500 taels of silver bills here, come here and I'll give you all."

The boy's voice was deep and faint, carrying an irresistible allure.

At that time, the neon color of the palace lantern happened to hit the boy's eyelids, and the eyes under the slender eyelashes looked even more black as the night, and as clear as the stars.

"Look into my eyes." He muttered softly.

The man looked over in a daze, and then fell into a dense net made of starry sky and moonlit night, deeply trapped.

"Since you refuse to answer my question honestly, then I have no choice but to use this method." Meng Heng clapped his hands and narrowed his eyes happily: "Tell me, who asked you to follow me."

The man's eyes were completely blank, like a puppet being pulled, his lips opened and closed, and he replied dumbly: "It's... Wang Shipu from the Wang family in the southern suburbs..."

"Oh?" Meng Heng raised his eyebrows with interest, and said again: "Why did Wang Shipu ask you to follow me? He asked you to come here to rob me of my wealth?"

"He only said... let me find you... to find a chance... to teach you a lesson..." The man replied slowly, "I see that you spend a lot of money...a lot of money. With the idea of ​​robbing money..."

"So that's how it is." Meng Heng put his arms around his chest, sized up the robber critically, and seemed to sigh softly: "Well, it's a pity that he found the wrong person, this kind of job of secretly manipulating people is not the right thing to do." Give it to professionals who work in the underworld?"

"Besides, doesn't he know that the type of person you are most afraid of encountering when you are tracking is a hypnotist."

Meng Heng raised the corners of his lips playfully, and said to the robber: "Although you were entrusted by someone, but since you are in my hands, you can't be asked to follow me all the way for nothing, right?"

The man's lips moved a few times, but he didn't make a sound, as if he didn't know how to answer.

"Well, since you like silver, I'll tell you to watch as much as you want." Meng Heng smiled slyly, and said, "Turn around and go out of the alley, and if you see anyone on the street who has silver in his hand, go after him. At two o'clock, you are only allowed to chase, but not to fight. Then, until someone sends you to the yamen, do you think this is good?"

Meng Heng asked gently, and the robber gave a blank "hmm", then followed Meng Heng's words very obediently, and walked out of the dark alley step by step.

Meng Heng followed behind, leaning against the alley and watching the man's movements boredly.

As soon as the man saw the passer-by taking out the money, he showed greedy eyes and leaned close to him, but he kept silent, like a fool, which made the passers-by hate him so much that some even The naughty boy came over and punched and kicked him, but the man didn't notice it, he fell to the ground, got up immediately, and when he saw someone with a bank note in his hand, he followed immediately.

It looks like Luli controlled by money.

In his previous life, he had seen many such Luli.

Meng Heng sneered, turned and left bored.

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When I returned to Wang's house, it was almost Zishi.Meng Heng pushed open the door tiredly, walked in, glanced slightly, but was slightly stunned there.

His room has been tampered with.

Meng Heng frowned, walked to the table in the middle of the room, and lit the wax.

The candle flame flickered on and off, gradually illuminating the whole room.

The relative positions of the tables and chairs have changed, and the flower pots on the windowsill seem to have been moved.

Meng Heng walked over, squinting his eyes to observe carefully.

The branches and leaves of Shichangpu are very lush. After these few days of cultivation, a flower pot can no longer fit in it. It seems to be more prosperous than before going out in the morning.

However, Meng Heng could still see the slight difference at a glance.

A small branch and leaf was uprooted, and a few spots of mud were sprinkled on the edge of the porcelain basin.

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything missing in the house.

All sorts of speculations could not help but flash through Meng Heng's mind, coupled with the information revealed by the stalker just now, his face could not help but sink.

It seems that some people regard kindness as the liver and lungs of a donkey, and also treat him as cotton that can be kneaded by others.

However, Wang Shipu is still Wang Shixiao's cousin, so let's wait and see what tricks Wang Shipu can do.

He sneered coldly, poured water on the calamus again calmly, undressed and fell asleep expressionlessly.